Nadie

You nodded to no one in particular. “Casey, I’ll make one round in the kitchen!”

Casey nodded at you. “If it’s clear, make your way out! I’ll clear the rest of the main room.”

You headed towards the kitchen, your eyes falling on the butane canisters lying on the kitchen floor. “Casey, I got butane canisters here, get out now!” You yelled, turning back towards where you came from. You felt the blast hit you from behind as you flew, landing a few feet away, as you groaned.

“Y/L/N!” Casey yelled, heading straight for you, as you lay sprawled on the floor.

You felt two hands haul you off the floor amidst your protests that you were okay as they helped you out.

Your head was still ringing a little when you felt the cool air against your face, flinching as there was another blast from within the house.

“Y/N!” Kelly ran straight to you as he rounded the house, coming back to the front after he and Cruz had exited from the back. He tore off his helmet and Casey nodded, letting Kelly take his place to lead you to the ambo.

Sylvie had given you a once-over, and other than a dull ache in your chest you felt fine. Even so, everyone had insisted on getting you to Med to get checked out. You had rolled your eyes but had climbed into the ambo anyway, Kelly following you in.

Now, you were seated in one of the treatment rooms after Connor had sent you for a scan, ‘just to be safe’. Connor opened the door and you didn’t like the look on his face.

Kelly stood warily, taking your hand in his and squeezing it.

“We found an aortic aneurysm.” Connor said, looking up. He put his hands up when he saw the expression on you and Kelly’s face. “Look, it hasn’t burst, this is a… good thing.”

“A good thing is not having an aortic aneurysm.” You commented snidely.

Connor gave you a small smile. “We can do this procedure, Y/N.” Connor explained step by step what the surgery entailed. “If all goes well, you’ll be back in action within a few weeks.”

You looked up at Kelly and he smiled back down at you.

“We caught this early, Y/N. That’s rare.” Connor reassured you.

You nodded.

“I’ll get an OR ready and we’ll do it today, alright?” Connor said, before he left the room.

Kelly didn’t leave, staying in the waiting room the moment Connor brought you in for surgery.

Before the surgery was over, 51 stopped by, Casey squeezing Kelly’s shoulder as he sat next to his best friend. “Y/N is a fighter, she’ll be fine.”

Kelly nodded. “I know but I…”

Casey nodded. “I know.” He whispered.

The door opened and Connor stepped out, pulling off his surgical cap. “Severide, everything went well, no complications. We’re sending her to recovery now and you can go see her in a while, alright? April will come get you.”

It was a mere ten minutes later when April came by to take Kelly to you.

The door swung open and he was glad to see you were already awake. Kelly moved to your side, kissing you gently on your forehead. “Hey.”

You smiled up at him.

“I know I shouldn’t say I’m glad today happened.” Kelly whispered. “But I’m a little glad.”

You smiled.

“Yeah, I guess. Maybe I’ll be more glad when everything stops hurting.” You mumbled.

Kelly smiled, chuckling a little before he pressed another kiss to your temple. “Blessings, Y/N, blessings.”

You smiled, your hand still entwined tightly in his.

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Connor chuckled as he slipped off his shoes. "Well when did the landlord say someone would be by to fix it?"

"Not until tonight," I reply. "I cannot deal with this heat for that long! It's official. I'm gonna die."

"As a doctor, you should know that you won't die until your core temperature reaches about 104 degrees," Connor informed me and stepped forward, placing a hand against my forehead. "And right now I'd say you're at a solid 98."

I swatted his hand away. "Connor, I'm serious! It's too hot in here!"

"Well there's not much I can do about that," Connor spoke as he went to go stand in front of the box fan I had placed on the kitchen island. I could see a sense of relief wash over his face as the cold air hit him. And that's when I got an idea.

"Hey Connor? Do you think we could go to the beach today? We don't have another shift until tomorrow, and I really need to get out of the apartment," I tell him.

"You just want to see me shirtless, don't you?" Connor quizzed with a small smile on his face.

"That may be a contributing factor," I confess. "So can we go? Please!"

"How can I resist that face? And you know what? The beach sounds like a great idea," Connor admitted.

"Yes!" I cheer. "You're the best! I'm gonna go change into my bathing suit. Could you pack up the sunscreen and towels?"

"Yeah," Connor responded. "Go ahead and get ready."

I nodded and made my way into the bedroom where I began digging through the dresser. Since ED doctors didn't get much time off, I didn't get a lot of opportunities to go swimming. Therefore, my bathing suit was all the way at the back of the drawer. I snagged the strap of the top and tugged it free, grabbing the bottoms seconds later. After that, I changed into the bikini and through a summer dress on over it. Lastly, I slipped on my flip flops and joined Connor in the living room. He had a beach bag packed with sunscreen, towels, water, and snacks sitting near the front door, and he was just throwing a shirt over his head as I entered the room.

"How did you get dressed and pack a bag quicker than I could put on my bathing suit?" I implore.

Connor shrugged. "I've got many skills."

"Yeah yeah," I mutter. "You ready to go?"

"Yep. I'm all set. Lets go," Connor said and grabbed his keys from the tray in the front hallway. I scooped up the beach bag on the way out of the apartment, and together Connor and I made our way towards his car.

Since Chicago sat right on the edge of Lake Michigan, it didn't take us long to get to a beach. I mean, practically the whole west border of Chicago was filled with small, sandy areas that came into contact with the water. Connor parked the car in one of the many parking lots near the lake, and the two of grabbed our things before heading down to the beach. The breeze that wafted through the air cooled my body down almost immediately, and I could tell it did the same for Connor. Once we got to the sand, we picked a spot and set our things down, and then started putting on some sunscreen.

"You need some help over there?" I ask when I noticed that Connor was having a bit of trouble applying the sunscreen to his back.

"Please," Connor replied. I laughed and shook my head softly, rubbing the lotion into the bare skin of Connor's back. As soon as I had helped him, Connor offered to help me, and in a minute or two, both of us were protected from the sun's harsh rays.

"To the water we go!" I chirp. However, before I could even begin walking, Connor scooped me up in his arms, leaving me unable to get free. "Connor! What are you doing?" Instead of answering, Connor started the short trek from the sand to the water, and I had a feeling of where this was going. I tried to wiggle out of Connor's arms, but his grasp on me was too strong. And before I knew it, I was being dumped into the freezing cold water of Lake Michigan. I was only under the water for a few seconds before I resurfaced, spitting some extra water out of my mouth. "Connor!"

"What? You said you wanted to go in the water," Connor exclaimed, a small smile prying at his lips.

"Yeah? You're looking a bit too dry, Connor," I retort. With that, I grabbed Connor's hand, and with one good yank, he fell into the water next to me. Seconds later, he came up for air, pushing his wet hair out of his face.

"I'm gonna get you for that," Connor commented. I laughed and splashed water towards Connor, hitting him square in the face, and that's when I knew I was in trouble. "Oh, it's on." Connor sent a huge wave of water my way, and I squealed and attempted to dodge it, but I wasn't quick enough. The water splashed against my arm, and after that, we started a splashing battle. Connor was pretty quick in the water, and it was harder for me to hit him then it was for him to hit me, but it was fun nonetheless. We stayed in the water for about an hour, and after that, we relaxed on the sand and enjoyed the warmth from the sun.

"I'm glad we did this," I tell Connor and turn to face him. "Thanks for coming with."

"Any time I get to spend with my amazing girlfriend is worth it," Connor spoke. "And hey, what do you say to getting ice cream after this?"

"You know I'm always down for dessert," I declare. "What do you want to do in the mean time?"

"I don't think we ever talked about what happened during our last shift. I could tell you about the patients I treated up in the cardio wing and you can tell me about the craziness that happened in the ED," Connor offered.

I smiled. "Sounds great. I actually had an insane day yesterday. I had a grandpa come in with his grandson, and it turns out, the grandson accidentally gave his grandpa the wrong dose of his medicine, so he was high on painkillers."

Connor laughed. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah," I answer. "When I saw the tox screen I thought the grandpa was a drug addict. But the kid stepped forward right away and said it was all his fault. So what about you?"

"Well," Connor started. As Connor began telling his story about a younger woman he was treating for Pericardial Disease, all I could think about was how great a boyfriend I had. Meeting Connor had changed my life, and I hoped that the two of us would spend the rest of our lives together. But for now, all we could was live one day at a time, and at the moment, I was fine with that.

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You were so nervous for this date. You shouldn’t have been, but the butterflies in your stomach wouldn’t stop. You and Kelly had been friends since you’d started working at 51, you’d been sleeping together for six months when you’d realised you’d started feeling more than just friendship and good sex for him. So you ended things. And a week later he’d turned up at your door to ask you out on a date because he’d started falling for you.

You fixed your dress as the doorbell rang, and picked up your leather jacket. You knew you looked good, but you wanted to look like you belonged on his arm. He leaned in to kiss you at the door, handing over flowers for you. Once they were in water you walked out hand in hand. 

Kelly was a perfect gentleman, opening the car door for you and even pulling out your chair in the restaurant. It was fancier than either of you normally would have gone for, but he wanted to treat you for your first real date. You attempted to pay, but he refused point blank.

After dinner and a walk along the riverfront he drove you home, walking you to your apartment door. You didn’t want the night to end, and when he leaned down and kissed you it felt perfect. Kelly’s arms went around you, and you wrapped yours around his neck, standing on your tiptoes to reach up fully. You separated for air, Kelly pressing his forehead to yours.

“I...should go,” he murmured, and you shook your head.

“We’ve already slept together, Kelly. We’re already friends. This is just mixing it together.” You pulled your keys out of your bag to open the door, and Kelly lifted you up once you were inside, kicking the door shut behind you. 

He pulled your dress off, eyes darkening at the lingerie you’d chosen for the evening. But you were both too needy to wait. It had been almost two weeks since you’d had each other, and all you wanted was Kelly in you, surrounding you. He carried you to your bed, shucking off his jeans and shoes as you pulled his shirt off, baring both of you to each other.

The sex you’d had before was always good, normally hard and fast. This time it was slow, you sitting in Kelly’s lap as he entered you. He held your hands in his, his calloused ones swallowing yours as he pressed against you, giving you leverage to move. He moved one away to play with your clit, bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm until the coil in your stomach burst, bringin him over the edge with you.