I took a couple of pills. I had a flare up with my back.
- You need to get into rehab. - I will go to rehab.
- We're going to find a great place. - Maybe we should stop looking.
- You and Casey? - I got a lot of baggage, Donna.
- The past is the past, Wallace. - And I can't put you through that.
CFD is not right for everyone.
JONES: It's the one thing that I've wanted, my whole life.
And he's taking it away from me.
Tell Dawson I stopped by?
Jones. They... They just found her body.
We work a dangerous job.
We all knew that when we signed up.
A fire-fighter dies in the line of duty, we are shocked, our hearts are broken,
but in some dark corner of our mind
we are bracing ourself for that possibility.
When a fire-fighter takes her own life...
that is not a contingency that we can prepare for.
We can't change what happened. But we can learn from it.
We all missed the signs here.
And we can never let it happen again. So, you reach out to each other.
You be there for each other.
Not just for today, or this week, always.
I never want to see another member of this family slip through the cracks.
Let's go to work.
Let's go for a ride.
This place isn't so bad. How's it working out for him?
I don't know. I haven't checked up on him yet.
I've been too busy.
But Boden's speech got me thinking,
Bloom could use some more encouragement right about now.
Hey, Severide.
- Seriously? - It'll cheer him up.
- Come on, Mills. - No. I'll pass.
(LAUGHS)
All right. Room service!
(SCREAMS)
He was supposed to be in 109.
Well, I'm sorry to have to tell you this,
but Mr Bloom checked himself out.
- How long did he last? - About 12 hours into a 28-day program.
I've seen worse.
- Thanks for coming, Shay. - Yeah.
Listen, before you say anything, I know.
I am moving a little fast.
- It's not that. It... - Things haven't been perfect.
She's trying to make a big career shift,
and she thinks I'm on the fence about it.
That's why I want to let her know this is real.
And in light of recent events, why wait?
Tomorrow isn't guaranteed for anybody.
OK.
- You want to see? - Yeah.
Oh, this one. That's Dawson, right there.
That was my pick. Back me up. That was my pick.
- That was his pick. - It's really pretty.
- I'm gonna do it. - I'll get one in her size.
- What is it? - Er...
I'm on the case.
Hey, roomie. Cable bill's due. Make with the cheddar.
- $140?! - Yeah, that includes the set-up fee.
- Yeah, and your NFL package. - Your half is $70.
Haven't seen Clarke this morning. He still subbing over at 25?
- He's not subbing out. He transferred. - Just like that? No explanation?
No goodbye? What a jerk.
- That's her. - Gabriela Dawson?
- Oh, God, what did you do this time? - Yeah?
This note was left behind for you in Rebecca Jones' apartment.
- Why? - I wouldn't know.
(WHISPERS) Why would she leave me a note?
Only one way to find out.
(SIGHS)
(ALARM BUZZING)
PA: Engine 51, Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambulance 61.
Fire. Grand and Ashland.
(SIRENS BLARING)
You OK?
No. No, I'm not. I want some answers.
I mean, how does someone like Jones, who's so driven, so determined,
how does she just... give up on herself?
I don't know.
What's it say?
Nothing.
Oh, wow.
(SCREAMING)
Otis, make sure the pumps are shut down!
Everyone get in with extinguishers! Don't wait for 51!
(SCREAMING)
You've got to get my wife! She's in the car!
We'll take care of her. Get out!
- HERRMANN: Shay! - SHAY: Got him, Herrmann!
- OK, let's get you out of there! - I... I can't! I can't!
All right, all right, just stay put! Stay put!
Listen, she can't get out of here! She's in a full leg brace!
Let's get this fire out!
SHAY: Come on. Come with me.
(SOBS)
- I got you, Janice! I got you! - Sir, wait!
DAWSON: Casey!
Hey!
(ENGINE STARTING)
- What are you doing! - (TYRES SCREECHING)
CASEY: Stop!
MOUCH: Get all under the pick-up!
I got you!
- You're OK. - I got you.
- Get out of there, numbnuts! - Herrmann!
Sir, please step out of the vehicle, if you'd be so kind.
That was the dumbest move I've seen in a long time.
Yeah, Darwin Award thinking right there.
(CHUCKLES) What a call.
Hey, what do you guys suppose Jones said in that note to Dawson?
I'm just curious.
The other night Jones stopped by Molly's,
she was looking for Dawson.
- Really? What for? - No idea.
But she apparently went straight home and... you know the rest.
OK, you guys, pony up.
I talked to Bloom's old Battalion Chief in Denver
and I got an idea how to help him out.
First step, we fill up this boot.
$5. Really?
OK, do you guys know the warehouse fire that derailed Bloom's career?
Yeah, ten guys got killed.
- Cos of a tough call he had to make. - He was the incident commander.
That's right. Fire was in the structure.
He had to give an order, no one else goes in.
He made those guys stand there
and listen to their brothers dying over the radio.
They spit in his face, tried to go around him.
He wrestled a few of them to the ground. That's how he hurt his back.
He was trying to protect them but the way they saw it,
he abandoned all those guys inside. Got them all killed.
That is a heavy weight for a man to carry around, don't you think?
We can stop by the ATM.
Hey, I know why you're doing this,
but this guy's gonna keep letting you down.
- You know that, right? - Uh-huh.
But you're gonna try anyway.
When Jones first arrived at 51,
I made it clear that I wasn't someone that she could come to for help.
I thought she needed a little tough love.
- You can't put that on yourself, Kelly. - I'm not.
I... I didn't know where her head was at.
But if Bloom goes into a tailspin,
I can't claim that I didn't see it coming.
Look, you guys, you got to agree
that that's a pretty heavy weight for a man to carry around.
Look, personally, I would love to give to the cause,
but I have to subsidise Cruz's need
to see every single televised sporting event known to man.
Come on, man. We agreed we were gonna split everything 50-50.
Can we just focus for like, two seconds...
You could watch every single game at Molly's for free.
Oh, yeah, and then all my beer money goes into your pocket.
You'd like that, I bet.
OTIS: As if you ever pay a tab anyway.
- What did you say? - CASEY: Otis.
- I need you to clear out Jones' locker. - Why me?
Well, you're the one with the box.
- (SCOFFS) Great. - What is the big deal?
- Hey, Shay? - Mmm?
- I got a favour to ask. - No.
It has to do with Jones.
We need to clear out her locker,
but in the interest of gender sensitivity, would you mind?
(GROANS) God forbid you guys have to touch a box of tampons.
- I owe you so much. - You're going to hell, you know that?
It's worth it.
You guys just don't think that you owe Jones at least that much?
What do you mean, we owe Jones?
(SIGHS) Nothing.
I'm gonna leave this here for a while. You guys do what you think is right, OK?
Thanks.
I just...
I wish she left behind some clue as to why she did it.
Oh, you mean, like a note?
That note did not answer any questions, trust me.
Huh! She was in the class of 300.
A lot older than she looked.
I wonder what this ring would look like on a person.
- Whoa, what are you doing? Stop! - OK, I'm just goofing around, gosh.
Honestly, what do you expect to find?
I just want to know how a girl as tough as Jones
could let her father push her to the breaking point.
So it's all her dad's fault?
Don't go down that rabbit hole, Dawson.
Trying to find a rational explanation for an irrational act.
I made that mistake once, remember?
You know how it is, Chief.
Bunch of hard-ass fire-fighters avoiding real emotion at all costs.
- How are you holding up? - Not too bad.
- It helps to have someone to lean on. - Yeah.
Have you reconnected with Donna?
We are supposed to be talking about you.
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
- Chaplain. - Er, sorry. I can wait.
No, no, no. It's fine. We're all done here.
- Good to see you. - Good to see you, sir.
Er... Wallace. I'm real sorry about your candidate.
The Commissioner sent me over to check up on your house.
I got it covered, Bill. Or, at least I'm trying.
Look, Chief, I can go if you want me to.
But your people have suffered a loss,
and they may need help getting through this rough patch.
Peter Mills is one of my people now.
- Did you know that? - I did.
So don't botch it, the way you did with his father.
OK.
Hey! Chaplain Orlovsky's in the house! How you doin', padre?
Ah, real good, Christopher, thanks for asking.
- Yeah. - How's everybody?
- CRUZ: Good! - OTIS: Hey, Chaplain.
I need one of you guys to take this stuff
over to Chief Jones' office after shift.
Can't be me. I got to get my mother-in-law over to the podiatrist.
- (INDISTINCT TALKING) - CASEY: Guys, guys.
I don't care who does it, just make sure it gets done.
- Hey, Chaplain Orlovsky. - Peter, good to see you, buddy.
You, too. (CHUCKLES)
- My recipe book. - Huh?
Er, she needed a little help in that department.
Oh!
- Oh... - Oh.
- Oh. Nice catch, padre. - She was a bowler.
- Who, Jones? - This is a 300 ring.
- She bowled a perfect game. - Whoa, she was a serious bowler.
That is not how I would have guessed she spent her time.
Hey, here's an idea.
How about after shift, we all go out and bowl a couple of games.
You know, in honour of Jones.
Yeah, maybe.
Man, you guys are cold.
Why? Cos we're not in a bowling mood?
No, you should have been nicer to her.
- Whoa. - Excuse me?
I'm just saying that I know what it's like to be a candidate in this house.
And that girl, she tried like hell,
you guys wouldn't let her sit with the cool kids.
Hey, Mills, are you trying to pin this on us?
No. No, that's not what I'm saying.
Then what are you saying?
Mills! Severide wants to take another field trip.
Yeah, yeah, go on back to your squad buddies!
Hey, Bloom, you in there? It's me, Kelly. I'm coming in.
(TRUCK HORN HONKING)
Bloom!
What the hell? You just sit there and watch him give me the slip?
What? I honked!
(KETTLE WHISTLING)
- BODEN: Right here. - Hey, Chief, what's up?
Come on in, close the door.
You OK to take the fire-fighter's test next week?
Yeah, yeah, my paperwork's in order.
No, I mean, are you... Are you OK?
What with the Jones' thing and all?
(SIGHS) I'm pissed off, Chief.
- At who? - I don't know. Everything.
- I'll be fine. (CLEARS THROAT) - No, no, no. Don't you bottle that up.
I'm right here. You can talk to me any time.
OK. Thanks.
Have you given any more thought to where it is
that you might want to land when you pass your test?
I am more than willing to make some calls on your behalf.
Well, I don't mean to sound like a... a vulture circling overhead,
but doesn't 81 need a new candidate?
Jones' spot is not an option for you.
You must know that you have to find another company.
You can't serve under Casey.
You mean, because we're involved?
Give it some more thought.
(INDISTINCT TALKING OVER RADIO)
Hey. How are you holding up?
Why's everyone so worried about me?
I'm sorry. I mean, I'm good. Thanks.
Listen, erm, I got us into RPM.
They're booked like two months out
but I charmed our way in two weeks from Saturday.
- So keep it free. - Cool.
- We can raise a glass to Jones. - Absolutely.
(ALARM BUZZING)
PA: Ambulance 51. Sick person. 705 South Oakley.
(SIRENS WAILING)
In here! She's in here!
I don't know what happened to her! My beautiful girl, look at her!
- What's the matter, honey? - Show them, Ella. Let them see!
She insisted on going to this sleep-over last night.
I knew it was a bad idea, and now she's sick!
- Dad. - Sir, give us some space, please.
- She's running a fever. - Meningitis?
Meningitis?! Oh... Oh, that's perfect.
With these lesions? I don't know.
Sweetheart, does your head hurt, or your neck?
Ella, you see, this is why I didn't want you to go.
- Sir... - But you don't want to listen to me!
No, of course not!
- Let us examine your daughter... - She never listens.
- Not to me, her mother! - Hey!
Your little girl needs exactly one thing from you right now,
and that's your unwavering support. You understand?
Dawson...
Did any other girls from the sleep-over have these symptoms?
- I don't think so. - When did this come on?
MAN: Just this morning.
I mean, she had strep throat last week, but she got over that.
Strep throat?
Yeah, that's why I didn't want her to go.
- I figured her immune system was... - Was she on antibiotics?
MAN: Er, yeah. Amoxicillin.
- Heard of Stevens-Johnson syndrome? - No.
Get the fluids ready. We need to load and go.
Your daughter's having a reaction to the amoxicillin.
- She needs to get to the ER right now. - Oh, I'm sorry, sweetheart.
- Daddy... - It's OK.
Oh, my, God. I'm so sorry.
So, er, what else can you guys tell me about Rebecca?
I never had the pleasure of meeting her.
She was tall. Kind of funny sometimes.
- Funny, like a good sense of humour? - Mm-hmm.
So, Peter. You were teaching Rebecca how to cook?
- I was trying to. - So, you two were friends?
Yeah. Yeah, we were.
- They were bestest buddies. - Let it go, Herrmann.
He apologises for what he said, I'll let it go.
You know, I... I see a lot of your dad in you.
He was a pretty caring guy, too.
- Did you know him well? - Not as well as I wish I had.
Hey. What's the matter, Clarke, you lost?
Don't be like that. I had to transfer out.
- I had no choice. - Why?
You made Lieutenant. I didn't even know you took the test.
You son of a gun! Congratulations!
Why didn't you say anything?
You're waiting for your promotion to come through.
- I didn't want it to get awkward. - With you it's always awkward.
(CHUCKLES)
I'm happy for you, buddy. Come here.
- Yeah, I don't like people touching me. - See? Awkward.
- Look who it is. - To what do we owe the honour?
Just checking in on you guys. This whole thing with Jones, you know.
Yeah, it's, er... It's unbelievable, right?
Unbelievable. I'm working with her oldest brother now, Brandon.
And, er, this poor guy's beside himself.
That reminds me, from the guys at 25.
Hey! Awesome. Thank you, Clarke.
I hope Jones' brothers don't let their dad off too easy.
- Gabby... - I don't care if it's inappropriate.
I won't keep my mouth shut.
Please tell me someone's taking him to task for what he did to Jones.
Dawson, we were ready to go to bat for her.
It was up to her to stand up to him...
He wore her down! OK?
All she wanted out of life was to be a fire-fighter,
and she did it despite his constant discouragement and interference.
But he still had to take that away from her.
Look, all Brandon said about it was that she had depression her whole life.
Really?
Apparently she tried this once before, when she was 16.
And knowing that, he still bullied her?
He still berated her? Pushed her to the brink?
BODEN: Dawson...
We're talking about a Deputy District Chief.
You better keep that man far away from me,
because if I see him, he's getting both barrels.
BODEN: Donna.
- Hey. - Wallace.
Here's the thing.
I run into burning buildings for a living,
but I run away from relationships.
And I guess I just... I got scared, Donna.
And now, you were the best thing that happened to me...
I can't get into this right now.
I, er, I have a meeting with the administration.
I can come back later... after my shift.
I'll think about it.
- Hey. - Shh.
- What are you doing? - Hmm? Nothing.
(WHISPERS) You're in business.
CRUZ: Oh, so I should just paint a little white line
down the fridge, his side, my side?
Yo, I didn't freak out when he drank all the orange juice.
This was a really nice piece of walleye.
- Just call it fish! - And you left the dishes for me!
Have you two ever considered that maybe you've been roommates for too long?
- Oh, we just moved in together. - (CLEARS THROAT)
You want to pick this back up later?
You know, I don't need Judge Judy in my firehouse.
- Wallace... - I need someone who can be there
for my people, offer them support, spiritual guidance,
actually get them to open up.
I can't order your men to open up, Chief.
They have to find their own way.
You left Henry Mills to find his own way.
As I recall, he never quite found it.
Wallace, you've been holding that against me for a long time.
He was trying to repair a broken marriage, needed someone to lean on.
It couldn't be me, obvious reasons, which is why I asked you to talk to him.
And I had every intention of doing so.
If he hadn't walked into that fire carrying so much anger,
he just might have walked back out again.
You know what I think?
- I think you lost a good man that day. - He was a friend.
And, er...
I wonder if losing Rebecca Jones
has brought back some of the guilt that you felt
about Henry Mills' death.
Chaplain, if you can't help my people, get out of my firehouse.
Hey, Chief, you OK?
Chief Jones?
I brought Rebecca's things.
I just wanted to offer our deepest condolences
on behalf of everyone at 51.
And also to say...
...she would have made a great fire-fighter.
I was trying to protect her.
I didn't think she could handle the stress of the job.
I was only trying to protect her.
Instead...
(SNIFFLES)
RADIO: Ambulance 61, take in a traffic accident at...
I'm very sorry, Chief.
(SIRENS BLARING)
We got a driver pinned in the car, hurt but conscious.
What about the bus?
Er, kids on their way to the prom banged up, but nothing too serious.
Casey, Severide, we have a pin-in in the grey car.
- Get them out. - SEVERIDE: Copy that.
Dawson, check on the victim.
- Shay, assess these kids. - On it.
All right, whoever's injured, I want to take a look at you.
Hang in there, sir, we're gonna get you out, OK?
- Casey, we're good. - All right! Let's move this car.
Ready? Lift!
- I don't know where Paige is. - Huh?
You guys, where's Paige?
- Mouch, Otis, check the bus. - OTIS: Yep.
Sweetie, have a seat here.
Where was she sitting?
I don't know. We were all goofing around.
Then we hit something,
and the bus started swerving and that's when I hit my head.
- There's nobody else in here. - Why is this window open?
Oh, no. Chief!
- I think somebody was ejected! - Oh, my God.
The girl could have fallen out wherever the bus first lost control.
We are going to shut down the road, run a search.
My guys have been up this road, they didn't see anything.
We should have some fire-fighters take a look.
Be my guest, but I can't close this road.
You do realise you have a girl that is unaccounted for?
Yes, but my guess is that she got out with the others and she wandered off.
You have an open emergency exit! Somebody was ejected!
- Chief, let me talk to him. - I'm shutting down this road!
- I can't let you do that. - Truck 81, block off this road.
- Last warning, Chief. - Go ahead, Cruz.
(TRUCK HORN HONKING)
Mouch, Herrmann, Otis! Fan out, search back along the road!
This is my scene, Chief. Are you really gonna make me arrest you?
You're just gonna have to do what the hell you need to do.
Really?
- You've got to be kidding me. - You picked the wrong cop to piss off.
Oh, I haven't even started on you.
- You seeing this? - Yes, I am, Chief.
I got her!
We need a backboard and a black bag!
- Yeah, I'm on it. - Is she OK?
She's in good hands, just hold tight.
Officer Woodall? Is this really the hill you want to die on?
Whoa, watch her arm.
I got it. Stay out of my way.
Come on.
Paige!
I'm OK.
Hey. No harm, no foul.
- After you. I insist. - SEVERIDE: Hey!
Whatever's going on between you two, can you drop it?
I'll drop it when he apologises.
Apologise for what? For speaking the truth?
Knock it off, both of you.
Yeah? He's saying that we made Jones suicidal
- and I'm supposed to swallow that? - No! No!
Just own up to your behaviour
and admit that you could have handled things better!
- How dare you! - Herrmann!
I was the last one to see her alive!
You think I didn't wonder over and over again
what I might have done different?
What else I might have said that would have changed her mind?
Is this what you all took from what I said this morning?
Is this really how we're gonna get through this thing?
CAPP: Severide?
Bloom is inside.
Sorry, Chief. I got one more save to make tonight.
Hey.
See where those guys are.
Well, I guess I'm gonna get a lecture about skipping out on rehab.
Let's get it over with.
No, Bloom. I got no more lectures for you.
Yeah? Then give me my wallet.
Just relax, Capp's getting it from my locker.
What are you all looking at?
What, you need an audience?
You ruined my white board. That was permanent ink.
- I'll get you another one. - What is this?
I know. I'm not staying.
Severide asked me to pick these two up at O'Hare.
- SEVERIDE: Chaplain. - Lieutenant.
This is Damien and this is Aaron.
- Screw this. - Bloom, just give me one second.
You are a son of a bitch.
- Hey, it's not like that, Captain. - Oh. Captain!
Captain. Aren't you cute?
You can mail me my wallet.
We didn't know what happened to you, Bloom.
Now you do.
We're sorry.
That's what we came to tell you.
The way we treated you back in Denver, you got to understand, we were upset.
Oh, you were upset.
You were upset. I was the Captain!
Those were my men in there! They were my men!
We said a lot of awful things in the heat of the moment.
But we had a lot of time to think about it.
We were wrong. You made the right call.
If you would have let us inside,
we would've still been in there when the roof came down.
There's no question, you saved our lives.
Your boy could only afford two plane tickets,
otherwise there would have been a dozen of us here.
We all feel the same way.
This is my daughter, Lily.
She wouldn't exist if you hadn't tackled me that day.
Cos I was going in, Captain.
I was going in.
It's not easy losing a fire-fighter.
I've lost my fair share.
81 alone, Andy Darden, Rebecca Jones.
(SIGHS) I can't imagine.
You came here today to help.
I gave you a hard time.
I get it, Chief. You're just looking out for your house.
They're all that I got.
Talk to me.
I'm scared.
Of what?
Everything.
The future.
I don't know what's gonna happen, Matt.
That's why they call it the future.
One thing I know will happen for sure...
...you and I are gonna face it together.
Donna.
Wallace, I owe you an explanation.
No, no, I owe you an explanation.
Please, just listen.
You need to understand where my head's at.
When you pulled the plug on our relationship,
I had to assume that I'd never see you again.
So, erm...
...I need you to imagine how tough it's been this past week,
ever since I found out that I'm carrying your baby.
For Jones.
(PINS CLATTERING)