It was Monday morning and somehow everyone in the Severide household managed to over sleep.
Sadie rushed to get dressed, brushing her hair up into a messy bun. She saw a folded up piece of paper on her night stand and mentally kicked herself for forgetting.
Going into the kitchen where Kelly was making coffee to go she shoved the piece of paper at him.
"I need you to sign this!"
He quickly opened it up, glancing at the form.
"Report card huh? Why did you wait…oh hey! Great job Sades!"
He smiled as he signed the report card full of nothing but As and Bs.
"Thanks, hey I'm going to take the bus to school."
She mentioned quickly shoving the paper in her bag.
"You don't want me to take you?"
Kelly asked as she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"No, it'll make you late for shift. I'll be fine. I love you."
"Love you too…"
He barely finished the sentence before she was out the door.
Stella emerged from the bedroom carrying both of their bags as Kelly finished up with the coffees.
"Ready?"
She asked, grabbing her cup and handing Kelly his bag.
"Ready when you are."
He kissed her cheek before following her out the door.
As the pair walked up the apron to the firehouse Kelly's phone dinged.
Checking it, it was a text from Sadie.
Sades: Made it to school, wasn't late 🙃
Kelly: Good, have a good day. Love you
Sades: love you too, yall be safe ❤️🔥
The rest of the day passed rather uneventfully for both Severides.
Kelly sat at the squad table later that afternoon, glancing up every once in a while, knowing Sadie was due back from school but she hadn't arrived yet.
He pulled out his phone and checked the time, 4:30.
He sighed and tapped on Sadie's number, pressing his phone to his ear as it rang.
Intelligence pulled up to a fresh crime scene in their respective vehicles.
A city bus sat crookedly parked on the street, its nose crashed against a parked car.
As the group stepped closer they could see blood splattered against the windows which were also littered with bullet holes.
"What are we looking at?"
Voight asked the responding officer gruffly.
"Suspected gang shooting…everyone in there is deceased. No witnesses yet."
Voight stepped onto the bus. The driver was dead, slumped over the wheel. Looking around he saw a handful of bodies laying on the floor and across seats.
"Based on some of these tattoos I'm seeing it looks like something went on between the Latin Kings and the Black Disciples."
Atwater commented from behind him, looking at the bodies around them.
The floor was littered with brass bullet casings, blood pooled around where the bodies fell.
A phone rang towards the back of the bus, Voight followed the sound of gentle chiming.
The phone was resting on the floor, partially covered in blood.
With a gloved hand he picked it up, the screen still lit as it continued to ring.
He stared at the screen, the name on the caller id read 'Kelly Bro' and a picture of Kelly and Sadie Severide stared back at him.
**I do plan on doing a book 2 to this story. So stay tuned for future updates!**
