Chicago Fire Brett And Casey Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

Nothing came out of my throat except for a hoarse wheeze. Frank exaggeratedly mimicked me, pitching his voice mockingly. "Oh, no! Has the smoke damaged our great hero Emmett's brain? Pretending to be all woe-is-me now? If you were going to be this fragile, you shouldn't have become a firefighter in the first place!" The disgust on Cassadee's face could no longer be hidden. "That's enough. Stop embarrassing yourself." She roughly grabbed the strap of my extinguisher harness and forcefully dragged me to a crumbling corner of the wall as if she were dragging a dead carcass.

"Not that I don't find it inviting, but today, I just want to drink and watch the fireworks." "I didn't know you liked that." "Tell me you wouldn't like one of those nurses to throw themselves at you," Tristan looked mischievously at his brother, who blushed. "I'm not talking about them! I'm talking about the fireworks!" Griffin replied. "Oh... That. I don't like them," Tristan said, gazing at the sky. "They remind me of someone." "Who?" Griffin asked. "Doesn't matter," he shook his head as he walked away from the fence. "I need more drinks."

I fought to control the car, spinning through flames and smoke, gripping the wheel with every ounce of strength. After what felt like forever, no rescue came. Only Thomas’ mocking voice, saying, “So, what now, babe? All the nearest rescue teams ran. They’re pulling the fire brigade from the city. “Even then, it’ll be at least half an hour. Might as well… keep racing? “Go for it. We’re all waiting to watch you cross the finish line.”

“How can you say that? Barry is ready to raze the city looking for you. Those are not the actions of a man who feels nothing.” “But he and Heather got back together, she told me—” Cassie scoffed. “No, seriously. I saw them together, twice.” “Saw what exactly?” “The first time he was coming out of her room he only had his shorts on and she was naked. The second time she was wearing his shirt, and he was in the shower.”

Dear Reader, Sadly we have come to the end of Brett and Daisy's journey. It's been such a beautiful one no doubt. And I'm so grateful we went down this route together. If you enjoyed reading about Brett and Daisy, then don't forget to drop a kind review for me. I know you must be wondering what happened to Ugo Chike. If you are, then you have to see for yourself in my next book, "THE BADASS MAFIA BOSS QUEEN" (already out).

“Yeah. Looking through all these old files of dad to see if I can find anything to help you guys. I can’t do much being pregnant, but maybe I can find something in these.” “I think I’m ready to burn and leave.” Brett looked at me. Beau held out a match. “Do you want to do the honors?” I just watched as Brett took the match and scrapped it against the box. Noone walked with her as she approached the gas that saturated the ground. Her lips moved, but nothing came out. I was proud of the smile that spread across her face as she tossed the match down. She welcomed the heat from the fire on her face. Her heart had found some peace as we watched everything burn.

"You don't need to think about that, Cas. Brigitta and Uncle Ensio have done a lot. They teach us a lot as aspiring hunters." "But I don't like hunting and hurting others." Casey's face turned red. I don't know if it's because of a fever or something else. "Gin, you don't think I'm bothering you?" "Absolutely not, Casey. Go to sleep; let me hug your body and reduce your body temperature." That night, a storm was raging in the area where we live. Casey was asleep, and I was still awake. The sound of the windows being broken by the shower was alarming. Being alone at home on a stormy night was nothing new for us.

There were no regrets as they lost their innocence among the peaches and magnolia, and they lay beside one another holding hands and merely watching the leaves sway and the fireflies dance a neon ballet. Brett staggered into his room like a refugee. His computer monitor was on and the new conversation alert was flashing insistently. The pizza still sat on his desk. His curtains blew softly in the wind. But his head was foggy and clouded with endorphins. Had it all happened? He remembered hot kisses, her body under him, and an innocent kiss good-bye as they stood at the gate. And something more...

"How do you know my sweet kitten, Bardo?" "Well boss, my sister is engaged to her older sister Carrie" he says while gesturing to the other woman. "They've been together for 5 years and they've become close with my family. Casey is my little sister, boss. I just want her to be safe. Octavia and I have personally trained both of them. Carrie is obsessed with anything with a engine and Casey loves violence." he finishes saying just as a tow truck shows up. "Go ahead and deal with her truck. I'm taking them to the house just outside the city. You may come by tomorrow afternoon or I should say later this evening if you want" I say to them as I head back to my car. Memphis knows I'm done speaking