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"Hey, sweetheart." Kelly purrs, flopping on the couch and throwing an arm around his boyfriend.
Matt slowly looks up from his paperwork; his eyebrows furrowed together in a blatant show of judgment. "Alright, what is happening. The last time you called me that, you had accidentally bought a car."
Kelly smiles a little wider. "Do you want to go out for dinner tonight?"
The Captain sets his files down beside him and shifts his body to face Kelly. "Yeah, could be fun. Should we go to Molly's or maybe that one trivia bar? I could call Brett-"
"No, let's go somewhere new, just us." The other starts to play with the hair at the base of Matt's neck. "Maybe a fancy, romantic dinner? Think about it, the last few months have been consumed by my injury. When's the last time we had fun?"
Matt pauses. "Well, two weeks ago, we had some wine, and I think you were pretty happy about it." He glances down casually and squeezes the hand suddenly on the brunette's thigh.
Kelly hums, remembering. "Mmm, yeah. I would still like to go out. What do you think?" He pulls Matt onto his lap, linking their fingers together.
"Sure, sounds fun. Where do you wanna go, exactly?"
"Oh, no, it's going to be a surprise. Gotta keep you guessing."
Matt smirks, pressing closer. "Okay. Then you better be ready for heart-racing, bed-breaking, ecstasy-type- fun." He delivered each hyphenated phrase with a sultry breath and an inch forward.
Kelly just looked at him. "Jesus, Matt. I don't know if we'll make it that far. You are really sexy when you wanna be, did you know that?"
The blonde laughed, pulling his partner in for a suave kiss.
Matt slipped off the taller's lap, grabbing his files to place them on the kitchen island.
"I'm gonna change quick. After that, I have to pick up something from a friend, and then I'll come back to pick you up. 'Kay? Dress nice." Kelly spoke, already walking towards their bedroom.
Matt nodded his acknowledgment before burying himself into the paperwork again.
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A bell dinged as Kelly entered the jewelry store, glancing around for his favorite attendant. "Ah, Mr. Severide. I was wondering when you were going to come back. Have you finally decided?"
He sighed in relief. "Kenny. Yes, I have. The light silver band, did you hold it for me?"
"Against my better judgment, yes. I just like you, Mr. Severide."
Severide grinned. "Kenny, stop. I'm practically an engaged man."
Kenny smiled back. "Let me get that ring for you, sir."
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Hours later, after a fancy, romantic dinner, with expensive champagne and delicious food, Kelly and Matt are walking down a well-lit path close to the loft. The blonde is cuddling his partner's arm, their hands locked at Kelly's side.
"Mmm, I missed this," Matt says, tightening his grip slightly.
"Missed what?"
"Just us. It's been crazy these past few months with your injury and work. It felt like any time we wanted to be alone, there was this third person in the room, making it awkward."
"Let me guess, the sprained ankle? I couldn't walk for days." Kelly smirked down at Matt.
"Ugh, whatever."
Kelly stopped in the middle of a clearing, a quiet road a few feet away. He put a knuckle under Matt's chin, tilting it a little. "No, I know what you mean. I felt the same way. But we got over it, right? We're here now-"
They heard screeching up the street, like tires leaving marks on the asphalt. Matt left Kelly's grasp and walked forward, more into the light of a street lamp. The noise continued to get closer. Suddenly, the vehicle came into sight, a white van.
Matt shrugged and turned away from the street. When it came to an aggressive halt, two men slammed open the side door to step down from it.
"Matt!" Kelly immediately started rushing forward, but the men in black hoodies and ski masks already had their hands on Matt, pulling him into the van.
The blonde started to fight against them, but the taller pulled out a cloth and put it over his face. His eyes started drooping as the door closed behind them.
"Go, go!" The vehicle took off, barrelling down the street as Kelly ran behind it.
"Matt!!"
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"I'm sorry, what?" Boden asked.
"Matt got kidnapped! Right in front of me! I didn't even get to fight the dogs that took him." Severide started to break down. "He's gone, he's gone. My whole world is gone." Wet streaks began to run down his face.
Boden sat him down on a nearby bench in Voight's office. "Alright, Kelly. Deep breaths. Why don't you start over?"
Severide sniffed. "I wanted to propose tonight." He looked up with watery eyes. "We went out to this fancy restaurant and had a romantic dinner. It was perfect. And then we were walking in the park near our apartment-" A fresh wave of tears cut the man off as he sobbed quietly.
"Severide, we can't find Casey unless you give us all the details." Voight reminded him.
Jay offered him a tissue box before leaning against the desk.
Severide recovered somewhat and continued. "We heard this screeching up the street, and then this white van came into view." He paused, closing his eyes. "And they took him. Two guys, average build. Ski masks and everything. They even had chloroform. I, um, got a partial license plate." He pulled out a scrap of paper and handed it to Jay. It was four symbols long. 5B7I
"Thank you, Severide."
Voight spoke up. "Was there anything unusual about them - tattoos, did they speak, stuff like that?"
"I was a little busy watching my boyfriend get kidnapped." Severide snapped.
"Just trying to get it while it's fresh in your mind," Jay said gently before laying a hand on Voight's forearm, shooting him a disapproving look. The Seargent mouthed a 'What' back.
"No, I told you everything I noticed."
"Okay, thank you again, Severide. This should be good information to get started with. Chief Boden, why don't you take him for a cup of coffee?"
Boden sighed. "Yeah, come on, Kelly." He put a hand on his lieutenant's shoulder, ready to pick him up off the bench.
"No."
"Kelly?" Boden questioned.
"I'm not going anywhere while my Matt is still out there. You're gonna let me help you, or I'm gonna help myself." Severide stared Voight in the eye as he stood.
The Sergeant sighed. "Look. I don't want to step on your toes, but this isn't exactly your area of expertise."
"I know, but. Just- let me help. Because if I don't find Matt, if I don't get him back-" Severide started to choke up again. "My life will be over. I won't-"
Voight didn't say anything for a few seconds. "Fine."
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The last thing Casey remembers was seeing Kelly's face as he ran towards the Captain. He shook awake with the moment still imprinted on the whites of his eyes and was greeted by a dim room. He was sitting on a metal chair facing a blacked-out window. Pulling on his wrists made ropes tighten against Casey's arms. He groaned in frustration when the same happened with his legs.
"Hello?" He called out. "You're not scaring me! I like being tied up!" Which was untrue, but they didn't need to know that.
A man with unkempt hair and a 5'clock shadow emerged from the semi-darkness. "So, you're Kelly's new boyfriend."
Casey's eyes narrowed slightly. "I'm sorry, who are you?"
"Eric Sutton. Kelly never mentioned me?" Eric's sinister smile drooped slightly.
"Was he supposed to?"
"We dated for almost two years. I imagine it would have come up." Casey analyzed the man, noticing the imprint of a switchblade in his left pocket. "My hair used to be lighter, if that helps."
"Nothing comes to mind."
Eric sighs, disappointed. "Well, it doesn't matter. You will have to remember me after this."
"What are you gonna- " Casey is cut off by a powerful punch to his jaw. He tastes copper as another fist is driven into his stomach. Tears spring to the blonde's eyes as the chair tips to the right and falls. Eric starts kicking him in the gut, barely missing his crotch.
"See how Kelly likes you now." The man says before Casey blacks out.
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"Okay, first, who would kidnap Matt and why? Does he have any enemies who might want him dead?" Voight asked Severide.
"Well, it's Matt; he has a tendency to rub people the wrong way." Severide took a drink of coffee, accenting the shaking in his hands. "He thought he had a stalker, though. Said a couple of times earlier this week he would see an unmarked white van outside before it drove away."
Jay's ears perked up. "Yeah, Matt called me and asked me to look into that. I hadn't gotten anywhere."
Voight nodded solemnly. "Did we get a hit on the license plate yet?" He asked his partner.
A small ding answered the Seargent's question. "Registered to a Simon Towers. Two priors: attempted kidnapping and aggravated assault. Ooo, and he had a partner for both of them: James Towers." Jay looked at the man standing over him.
"Brothers." He scoffed.
"Address is in West Englewood."
"Let's go."
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"Alright, Boden, Severide, stay in the car; we'll be right back." The brunette said, glancing in the rearview mirror as he and Voight exited the vehicle.
The officers pulled their guns and stood on opposite sides of the doorway.
"On my count, one, two, three."
Jay kicked open the front door, immediately scanning the first room with his gun raised. "Clear." He called. Voight entered then, moving forward into what looked like a kitchen. They cleared the entire first floor and were making their way up the stairs when they heard a thump. On the right side of the house, garbage cans were kicked over as whoever fell was trying to flee. Jay made it out a side door and gave chase.
"Hey!" He shouted. Severide, much closer to the running man, flung open his door, whacking one of the brothers flat on his ass. Jay just got over to the felon as Voight exited the house, leading a man in handcuffs.
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Casey spits out more blood, watching Eric take his phone from his pocket. "What do you want? Money?"
Eric laughs. "No, honey, I just want to see Kelly suffer. Should we call him? What's your password?"
"I think you broke my arm." The Captain says.
"Oh, don't be such a baby." Eric faces the phone to Casey's face. It unlocks with a quiet click. "Wow, didn't expect that to work. Alright, Kelly, Kelly." He scrolls through the other's contact list, pressing the video call button when he finds Kelly.
Kelly blinks twice when he sees Casey's profile picture pop up on his phone.
"Who's that?" Boden asks.
"It's Casey; he's trying to video call me."
"I'm gonna get Voight."
The Chief comes back with Voight and Jay before Severide answers the phone. The Seargent instructs Severide to face away from the inside of the station and not to talk like anyone else is there.
"Matt, baby, are you okay?" Severide says, practically hysterical.
"Hi, Kelly." Eric appears on the screen, grinning wide.
"Eric? What the hell? Where is Matt?" Severide starts to ball one of his fists.
"Oh, he's right here, sweetheart." Eric turns the phone, snuggling up against Casey so the firefighter can see them both. "Remember when you broke up with me, and I said if you ever find another boyfriend, I'll kill him?"
Casey's eyes widen as he struggles against the tape across his mouth. "I really don't."
"Well, guess what I'm going to do." He pulls out his switchblade and playfully drags it across the blonde's throat before the call ends.
"No!" Severide exclaims, putting his head in his hands.
Voight storms back to the interrogation room and slams his fists on the table. "Where is your boss?!" He yells. The brothers - with fear in their eyes - start to talk quickly.
He re-enters the large room and grabs hold of Severide's shoulder, dragging him to the car as the others follow. Jay calls for backup on the drive as the sirens blare out. Soon enough, they are pulling up to an abandoned building.
Voight instructs the other officers to go around the back as they surround the property. He looks to Severide, who is leaning against the car. "Stay back, okay?"
Positioning himself on the side of the doorway, the man holds up his radio. "On my count, one, two, three." The Sergeant enters the building with the others and raises his gun. Severide is a few steps behind him. Within minutes, after maneuvering many empty rooms, the pair stumbles upon a large room.
Eric stands over Casey with his knife raised. "Eric Sutton!" Jay calls. "Put the knife down!"
"Now, why would I do that?" He brings his arm down just as a shot rings out. Casey falls with Eric, landing in his pooling blood. Still strapped to the chair, he can't move away from the liquid soaking into the blonde's clothes. The wound on his neck from the other's knife starts to leak as Kelly runs up to Matt. Matt's eyes slip closed as he feels Kelly's fingers on his face.
-
"Well, Matt. We have to stop meeting like this." Doctor Halstead said, fixing Matt's IV drip as he slowly opened his eyes.
Matt blinked blurrily, looking around the room for Kelly. "Where's-"
"Severide? He went out for some ice. I'm sure he'll be back soon." Doctor Halstead smiled.
"How long have I been here?" Matt asked, sitting up on the bed.
"Few hours. Broken arm and a few cuts and bruises. Plus a black eye. Severide was really worried about you."
"Thank you, Doctor." He left, giving Matt a little wave.
Eventually, Kelly came back and almost dropped his ice cup as he saw the Captain's weak smile. "Matt! You're awake!"
"Hey, baby."
Kelly rushed forward and dragged him into a long kiss. He pulled back reluctantly, pressing their foreheads together. "I thought I lost you."
"I'm here."
"I thought I was never gonna see you again; I thought I was never going to kiss you again; I thought I lost you." Tears sprung from Kelly's eyes.
"I'm here, Kelly. I'm not going anywhere." Matt reassured him, eyes boring into his own, green on green. "Kiss me."
The brunette did as Matt pulled him onto the bed, and they laid together, sharing soft kisses.
Minutes later, the firehouse got there - minus Gabby and Sylvie, giving Matt hugs and clutching their hearts in relief.
As the crews got caught up in their talking, Severide cleared his throat. "Uh, Matt. I have something to ask, and I think this is the best time, in front of the house. In front of our family." Kelly glanced at Boden, and he nodded.
Matt tilted his head slightly.
Gabby and Sylvie finally snuck in as everyone's eyes were on Kelly and Matt.
The lieutenant took his partner's hand. "We've had a lot of scary experiences lately, and I just can't stand not having my forever on your finger anymore."
"Kelly. What are you doing?" Matt asked, his voice breaking.
Kelly laughed slightly, pulling out a box from his jacket pocket. Everyone gasped.
"What's happening?" Gabby whispered to her friend. Sylvie shushed her.
Severide popped the ring box open. "Matthew Casey, you are the air I breathe, the food I eat, the water I drink. Yours are the lips I kiss; yours is the body I worship." The house groaned at that. Kelly rolled his eyes before continuing. "Yours are the eyes I adore. Matt, you are everything to me. Will you-"
"Yes, yes, Kelly Severide, yes! I'll marry the hell out of you." Kelly grinned and roughly kissed his new fiance.
"When did this become a thing?" Gabby asked Sylvie, pulling her back from the group flocking the couple.
"Severide and Casey have been dating for months. How did you not know this? They told everyone at once."
"I must not have been there. I- are you serious?"
"Yes? They just got engaged, do you need any more proof?" Sylvie sassed, going up to congratulate her friends.
"I love you," Kelly sweetly whispered before kissing his partner again.
"I know," Matt whispered back.