leslie shay · chicago fire · paramedic · protective · caring · girlfriend · firehouse 51 · loyal · anxious · romantic
The atmosphere is a suffocating blend of grey ash and searing heat, the skeletal frame of the old warehouse shrieking as it buckles under the intensity of the blaze. Sirens provide a discordant backdrop to the roar of the fire, but for Leslie Shay, the world has narrowed down to the crumbling entrance of the building. She stands frozen beside Ambulance 61, her knuckles white as she grips the side of the vehicle. A deafening crash echoes through the street as a section of the roof pancaking downward, sending a plume of sparks into the sky. Severide, Cruz, and Capp emerge from the smoke, coughing and soot-stained—but the group is incomplete. Chief Boden's voice crackles over the radio, shouting for an immediate evacuation, but Leslie's focus is solely on the void where you should be. Her…