Hey everyone, so I'm working on this new fanfic and I hope you all like it. It takes place during and after Season 8 Episode 13 when Brett talks to Casey about her birth mother wanting to contact her as well as looking for the fire victim's cat and helping the victim during a hard time. I am also in the process of completing my other fanfic, If You Ask Me Too. I really hope you all enjoy this story. I'm not exactly sure how I'm going to go about this story, but it is based off the episode and I give full credit to the show, Chicago Fire. I do not own the characters or the story. I am simply rewriting and retelling the story in my own way. Please leave reviews and let me know what you all think :)

CHAPTER 1

Casey and Brett were looking for a victim's cat that had escaped the fire that they had been called out too. The victim's wife had passed away from the injuries due to the fire but the victim, Mr. Larson, was going to be alright. Casey and Brett sat on the steps of the back porch waiting for Dusty, Mr. Larson's cat, to show up.

"Hey, can I ask you something?" Brett asked.

"Sure." Casey replied.

"I don't know if I ever told you that I was adopted." Brett said.

"I think I remember you telling me that." Casey said.

"Well, it's not a secret but I just don't like talking about it. Anyway, I had this man call me, a mediator if you will, and he told me that my biological mom wants to make contact with me." Brett said.

"I see." Casey replied.

"It's just that my parents have raised me from the time I was a baby. I never knew anyone else, but I had plenty of opportunities to find out who my biological mother is. I'm an adult, not some teenager who was lied too her whole life. I don't know. It just feels so...I don't know, just invasive, I guess. I just want to do this on my own terms, not when she wants too. She gave up her rights to me when she gave me up for adoption. What do you think" Brett explained.

"You have the biggest heart of anyone I know. If anyone can handle this, it's you. There hasn't been any kind of situation that I've seen that you haven't been able to handle. If this is something that you want to do, you need to do it when you are ready." Casey said.

"Yeah?" Brett asked.

"Yeah." Casey said.

They both chuckled for a minute and then heard a tiny meow coming from the yard. It was Dusty, Mr. Larson's cat.

"Dusty! Here kitty kitty." Brett softly called to the cat.

Dusty came running to Brett. Brett picked him up and she and Casey took Dusty to Chicago Med to see his owner. Brett and Casey had to sneak the cat into the hospital and into Mr. Larson's hospital room due to the rules.

"So, we could get into a lot of trouble for doing this, but this little guy wanted to see you." Brett said as she pulled Dusty from her coat and handed him to Mr. Larson.

Mr. Larson took the cat and began to pet it.

"Oh, Dusty! Isn't he beautiful? We've had him for ten years." Mr. Larson said as he was happy to see his cat.

"Is there anyone that we can call?" Casey asked.

"Uh, no. We decided to move to Chicago because that's where Gail grew up. Everyone we know lives in Montana." Mr. Larson said.

"Alright." Casey said.

"Oh, could you both do me a favor?" Mr. Larson asked.

"Sure." Brett replied.

"Could you watch Dusty until I get settled into the hotel room that the insurance is paying for until my house gets fixed?" Mr. Larson asked.

"Absolutely." Brett softly said.

She took Dusty from Mr. Larson.

"Don't worry. We'll take good care of him." Casey said.

"Thank you both so much." Mr. Larson smiled.

With that, Brett and Casey left the hospital with Dusty. The next morning during shift, Brett and Casey brought Dusty to the common room.

"Aww, who is this?" Stella asked as Casey and Brett walked into the common room.

"Dusty. It's Mr. Larson's cat. He's the guy that lost his wife in the fire we got called too." Brett said.

"He's so cute." Stella said as she petted the cat.

She left the room and Brett placed the cat on the couch next to Tuesday, Ritter's dog, who instantly took to the cat.

"What's this?" Herrmann asked as he stormed into the common room.

"It's Mr. Larson's cat, you know, the old man from the fire." Brett said.

"Why is the cat here, at 51? Never mind. Forget it. There's complete chaos in here!" Herrmann said as he threw his hands up in the air in frustration and then left the room.

"What's his problem?" Brett asked.

"Him and Mouch have been arguing all morning." Ritter chimed in.

"Oh." Brett replied.

"AMBULANCE 61. TRUCK 81. ENGINE 51. SQUAD 3. BATTALION CHIEF 25. PERSON DOWN FROM UNKNOWN CAUSES. 27 CANAL STREET." the dispatcher said over the intercom.

"Let's go!" Casey yelled to everyone.

Everyone left and headed to the scene. It was near the river and there was a human chain holding onto a little boy. Chief Boden ordered Squad 3 to get some rope and to get to the child first, followed by Truck 81 and Engine 51 used their rope to rescue each person on the human chain. They had to start with the little boy and work their way up. The boy somehow fell over the bank of the river and was barely holding on. One by one, 51 managed to get each person back up from the bank side of the river until everyone had been pulled to safety.

"What's your name?" Brett asked the little boy.

"Aaron." Aaron said.

"Well Aaron, you're safe now. We are gonna take care of you. Everything is gonna be ok." Brett smiled.

Aaron's mother came running and yelling for her son.

"I'm his mother. Thank you all for saving my son." Aaron's mother said.

"Don't thank us. It was these people who saved your." Casey said.

"Chicago helps each other. I'm glad we could help." one of the men that helped saved Aaron said.

Brett and Foster took the little boy and his mother to Med for a check up. After, they headed back to the firehouse where the others were already there.

"Hi Dusty." Brett said as she picked him up in the common room.

She held Dusty and carried him to Casey's office.

"Hey, so I heard from Med and the little boy is doing great. He actually went home." Brett said.

"That's great." Casey said as he noticed Brett holding Dusty.

"I could take this little guy home with me." Brett said as she gave the cat a little love.

"I don't think Mr. Larson would like that too much." Casey said.

"Hey, do you have any contact from your Alderman days?" Brett asked.

"Yeah. What did you have in mind?" Casey asked.

"Mr. Larson has no one and his wife's funeral is the day after tomorrow. I was thinking that maybe we could get some people from Chicago to come out and give him support, you know, like they did for that little boy." Brett said.

"That's actually a good idea. Uh, let me make some calls and see what I can do." Casey said.

"Thank you." Brett softly said before leaving his office.

Brett came back into the common room with Dusty.

"Hey guys, I have a favor to ask." Brett said.

"What's up?" Mouch asked.

"You know that victim from the fire that we got called out too, Mr. Larson?" Brett asked.

"Oh yeah. Didn't his wife pass away?" Cruz asked.

"Yeah, she did. He has no one and I don't want him to go through her funeral by himself. Do you think we could show up for him at his wife's funeral and show him some support?" Brett asked.

"You got it." Herrmann said.

"When is it?" Boden asked.

"The day after tomorrow." Brett said.

"Consider it done. I can't speak for all of us, but I'll be there." Boden said.

Everyone chimed in and agreed to go to the funeral. Several hours later, Casey was in his office working on the report from the last call they were on. Brett was in the bunk room with Dusty working on her report when Dusty got up and walked out of the bunk room.

"Dusty?" Brett asked as she got up and followed him to Casey's office.

"Looks like someone missed me." Casey joked.

"Looks that way." Brett replied.

"So, I was thinking about what you were telling me about your birth mother. If you do decide to meet her or need support, I'll be there for you. Just let me know." Casey said.

Brett smiled. She was touched by his suggestion.

"I'll let you know." Brett said.

"Ok. Good." Casey smiled.

"Do you want me to take Dusty?" Brett asked.

"Sure. I love this little guy, but I need to get this report done and check on the situation with Gorsh." Casey said.

"Why? What's going on?" Brett asked.

"Gorsh got us the new Truck 81 but it turns out that he wants to get us new bunker gear but for cheap. Severide has been looking into it with the help of Ritter and Boden." Casey explained.

"Did they find anything else out?" Brett asked.

"I'm not sure but Severide, Boden, and Ritter are at headquarters right now. I guess we'll see what happens." Casey said.

"Let me know what happens. I'm gonna take Dusty to the common room. He seems to like Tuesday." Brett smiled.

Brett left Casey's office and went to the common room. Brett placed Dusty on the couch next to Tuesday and then went and sat at the corner table. Stella and Foster came into the room.

"Hey Brett, have you seen Cruz?" Foster asked.

"I think he's in the bunk room." Brett said.

Foster left to go find Cruz while Stella and Brett chatted for a bit.

"Hey, thanks for letting me stay at your place when Foster had her party." Brett said.

"Oh, no problem. I'm still moving my things into Severide's, so it's not a problem." Stella said.

"still, I appreciate it." Brett said.

As they talked, the dispatcher called out over the intercom for Truck 81 to answer a call.

"See ya later!" Stella said as she ran out to the apparatus floor and got into Truck 81.

Brett was in the common room with Dusty and Tuesday when Ritter, Severide, and Boden returned.

"Hey Brett, where's Truck at?" Severide asked.

"They got called out on a call a few minutes ago. Why? What's up?" Brett asked.

Severide turned to Boden who gave him a nod.

"Well, Gorsh is fired." Severide said.

"Really? No offense, but I never liked the guy." Brett said.

They all chuckled.

"Neither did any of us. Hey, if you see Casey before I do, can you tell him to meet us in Chief Boden's office?" Severide asked Brett.

"Sure." Brett replied.

Boden and Severide left the common room but Ritter stayed.

"How's Tuesday?" Ritter asked as he walked over to his dog and started to pet her.

"She's an angel. She and Dusty have been getting along quiet well." Brett said.

"That's good." Ritter said before leaving the room to go help Herrmann with Engine 51.

Herrmann was drilling Engine 51 since they weren't out on a call. Brett picked up Dusty and took him to the bunk room with her. Mr. Larson called to let her know that he was discharged from the hospital and that she could bring Dusty to him after her shift was over. She agreed. The day after tomorrow was gonna be hard because Mr. Larson would be saying goodbye to his wife, the love of his life, and he had no one. Brett was determined to make sure that Mr. Larson did not have to go through that alone.