Everyone looked and saw what Boden was doing to Casey and made an aw sound and Boden glared at them and told them to go take care of herrmann ,Antonio,and severide they obeyed
Boden: how you feeling Casey
Casey: my stomach still hurts and I have a headache
Boden closes the window curtains so the light won't hurt caseys head more
Dawson: how you feeling bro
Antonio: like shit my stomach still hurts he started whimpering
Dawson: I'm gonna call voight
Phone conversation h=voight g=gabby
H: voight
G: hey hank it's Dawson would you be able to come over here and be Antonio he's throwing up and crying
Hanks voice softens : I'm on my way
G: thanks
End of conversation
A/N I have no ideas please give me ideas
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Chicago fire/Chicago PD sickfic (#WATTYS2017)
FanfictionWhat happens when basically the whole firehouse and district get sick (I take requests)
