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Matt Casey x Kelly Severide (as dads) II

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Anna Casey and Quinn Severide, best friends since day one, trouble since their first prank.

Here you were feeling very tipsy after promising your dad that you wouldn’t drink at the party. You weren’t sure who encouraged who, but here you both were sitting on the couch laughing at lord knows what as both of your phones buzzed silently in your bags. Your dad dropped you and Quinn off at the party giving you both a final warning about drinking. You guys had made a plan to stay at your friend Lucie Halsteads house, who’s parents were out of town, meaning your parents would never know about your little drunken adventure.

“I hope they never ever find out,” you laughed as you took the final swig of your beer.

“Anna, they never let us have any fun, just relax okay?” And that was all you needed to hear.

-

The bright lights were blinding, which did not help the excruciating pain in your head. Your eyes begun to focus, making it very clear that you were no longer at the party or Lucie’s house, you were in fact in the hospital. Fuck.

“Oh honey, you look awful,” You would recognise Maggie’s voice any day, she was one of your many babysitters growing up.

“How much trouble am I in?” You asked sheepishly.

She sat on the bed, placing a hand on your leg, “Baby, I don’t know how you’re going to get yourself out of this one.”

You could feel the panick settling in, “What happened?” You asked almost whispering.

“You and Quinn ended up in here needing your stomachs pumped because you both got way too drunk,” she said, acting as if it was no big deal.

“Do my parents know?”

“Yes, Kelly and Stella are already here. Quinn has spilled all the beans unfortunately. We were all worried, Will did not enjoy having to resuscitate his nieces friends.”

You sat there in silence, not really knowing what to say when the door opened revealing a very hungover Quinn.

“Can I come sit?” She asked almost trying to avoid eye contact with Maggie.

“Of course,” you replied, welcoming your best friend.

“Right girls, I’ll leave you be,” Maggie have you both a warm smile as Quinn lay on your bed beside you.

“Bye Maggie,” you both said in unison.

“What happened?” You asked, turning to face Quinn.

She let out a big sigh, “We ended up playing beer pong but apparently Josh put tequila in all the cups so we got pretty wasted. Jamie Halstead was there to pick up Lucie and ended up driving us to the hospital, I don’t remember any of it. But he messaged me this morning. Mom and dad are pissed.”

“I’m just waiting on mine arriving,” you said with a defeated sigh, knowing that your mom would probably murder you.

You both lay in a comfortable silence mulling over the nights events when the door burst open and in walked your parents. Who looked pissed.

“Glad to see you’re alive,” your dad said between gritted teeth.

“Anna, what on earth were you thinking? You promised us you wouldn’t drink. That’s the only reason you got to go!” You could tell your mom was holding back her tears.

“Auntie Sylvie, we played beer pong which I know we shouldn’t have, but a boy called Josh had put tequila in all the cups without us knowing,” Quinn pleaded trying to get you out of trouble.

Your dad let out a defeated sigh, “Anything could have happened to you both, you know that right? If it hadn’t of been for Halstead you guys probably would have choked on your own vomit and we’d be sat in the hospital identifying your bodies!” He was shouting now, you could tell he was pissed because the vein on his forehead was pulsating.

“Dad, don’t be so dramatic-“

“Dramatic? I’m not being dramatic Anna, do you know how many times we’ve seen kids drinking go wrong? Too many times and I refuse to let you be one of them. Either of you.” He stormed out the room with a bang of the door which caused the tears that threatened to fall, to begin falling down your cheeks.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, lowering your head to avoid your moms stare. She quietly walked out leaving you both to sit in silence.

“We really fucked up didn’t we?” Quinn questioned as she repositioned herself on the bed.

“Yup,” you said popping the ‘p’. How were you going to fix this? You honestly had no clue.

“Can I come in?” A voice came from the door, it was Stella.

“Hey aunt Stella, listen i just want to-“

“I don’t wanna hear okay, you guys messed up, scared us to death. But you’re young and Lord only knows how many times I did it when I was younger. I just never got caught. We’re angry, but it’s only out of love. Now give me a hug you pair of riots,” she engulfed you both in her arms kissing you both on your heads.

Soon enough all four of your parents were stood in the room preparing to each give you both a lecture.

“Look, lets get you both home and into your beds. You both really scared us, I hope you know that. We’ve seen some bad things with our jobs and that’s why we may seem overprotective but we just want our girls to be safe okay?” Your uncle Kelly seemed a lot calmer now as you all walked out of the hospital with a wave to both Will and Maggie who both smiled, feeling thankful that you both were okay. Your dad however, was still pissed. He couldn’t even look at you which broke your heart.

It had been a few hours since you had left Chicago med and your dad still hadn’t spoken to you.

“Matt, go speak to her. I can hear her sniffling in her room. She’s clearly upset.” Your mom, Sylvie tried to reason with your dad.

“She completely disregarded anything we said to her and got herself into trouble. This is the consequence of her actions Sylvie.” He backfired earning an exasperated sigh from his wife.

“And you never got drunk when you were a teenager?” She asked, giving him a smirk.

He just laughed, “it’s not the same,”

“Why? Because she’s your daughter? Unfortunately she needs to make mistakes to learn from them babe, we’re here to guide her the best we can but ultimately she’s her own person and she’s growing up. You can’t punish her everytime you don’t want to accept that she is turning into an adult Matt.”

He knew fine well that she was right, he just didn’t want to admit it. When he laid eyes on his baby girl he promised himself that he’d never let anyone or anything harm her. He knew the teenage years would be difficult, for both his children, but somehow it was easier to let Ryan be a bit more adventurous than his baby girl. But that wasn’t your fault.

“I’ll go speak to her,” he sighed as he got up out of the seat and headed up to your room. He walked quietly up to your door and his heart broke at what he heard. You crying into your pillow. So he knocked pulling you away from your sobs. You looked so vulnerable lying in your bed clearly hungover and tears falling from your eyes.

He walked in without a word and sat beside you on your bed, placing his arm around your shoulder to pull you into his chest. Where you felt the safest. He remembered all the times he had tucked you into bed with a story and how you had fallen asleep in exactly this position.

You cuddled right into him and let out a sob, “Dad, I’m so sorry,” you cried out, feeling all the emotions from the last day relieve from your soul.

He kissed your head with a sigh, “I know you are baby, I know you are,” You both ended up falling asleep in that position and stayed like that until morning when the smell of pancakes woke you both up.