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- What's her name?
- I haven't given her one yet.

Amber seems pretty checked out.

Everything must be so confusing.

This is Amber's little girl.

I know the protocol is
to take them to the hospital.

If it's Amber or DCFS
that comes to get her.

We'll have you out of there
in no time, Shep.

I care about you.

I made it over at the shelter
where I'm staying at.

Shep hasn't stayed here in months.

He got scary, especially
with female residents.

Shep is at my building.

I'm coming over right now.

- Calm down.
- I warned you!

Carver!

He's trying to kill me!

Put your hands up and turn around!

Let's go. You made bail.

Ah.

Hell, I'm sorry to drag you
out here for all this, Chief.

Kidd explained the whole situation.

You have nothing to feel bad about.

- Yeah, well, I do.
- Hey, don't worry.

Mike Knowles, he's gonna
sort this whole thing out.

He's a lawyer with the Union.

Got contacts in the
state attorney's office.

He's gonna call over there
in the morning,

give them a refresher on
Illinois' self-defense statute.

With any luck,
they will drop the whole thing

before the brass gets wind of it.

So... so what, you're not
reporting this up the chain?

I don't see the need
to get IAD involved.

Let's just keep this quiet.

So, uh, what happens now?

Business as usual, far as I'm concerned.

The truck's parked across the street.

Report to shift in the morning.

See you in a couple hours.

How are you feeling this morning?

Oh, uh, fine.

I didn't sleep great.

I can't get that little girl
out of my mind.

I mean...

Amber brought her to us here
for a reason,

because she knew that
we would take care of her.

Well, we took her to Med,
where they'll make sure

she's happy and healthy until
DCFS finds a family for her.

I guess it just feels
strange dropping her off,

not knowing what's gonna happen.

Maybe on our next run to Med,
we check on her.

I was thinking the same thing...

just follow up, see that little face.

I know it'll make me feel better.

Then let's do it.

And he's the one that
ends up in handcuffs?

- Mm-hmm.
- That's crazy.

Wait, who's in handcuffs?

We're just talking about
the whole thing with Carver

- getting arrested.
- Wait, back up.

Carver got arrested?

Yeah.

Hey, guys. Carver got arrested.

Yeah, we know.

And Capp, we don't need a town crier

to get the word out.

Boden's trying to keep it off the radar.

Well, it's off of my radar.

How come I'm the only one
that doesn't know about it?

Truck 81, Squad 3, Ambo 61.

Person trapped, 2001 East Mendell.

Hey. You okay?

Never better.

Some idiot left the top hatch open,

- and one of my guys fell in.
- What's in the silo?

Dry cement. It's about half full.

How many access points we got?

Just the top hatch and the
release valve down below.

All right, ropes and trench gear!

- On it.
- Yeah.

- Show me.
- This way.

We're gonna go up, see what's what.

I'll let you know what we need.

In the meantime, raise
the aerial for an anchor point

- and to fly up equipment.
- Copy that.

Help!

Help me!

All right, uh, what's your name, buddy?

- Owen!
- All right, Owen,

we're gonna get you out
of there as quick as we can,

but we need a couple of minutes
to get our equipment up here!

- Can you breathe okay?
- Not really.

Getting crushed here.

Just keep calm and stay still.

All right, guys, grab a smoke
ejector, ropes, and harnesses.

Any free hands, lend them to Squad.

Copy that! On our way!

There you go.

All right.

Whoa... hey, hey, hey! Be careful.

We could open the release valve

and let all the cement
out from the bottom.

That would destabilize the cement.

It could make things worse.
We need to secure him first.

Are you okay down there, Owen?

No. Can't breathe.

- You gotta get me out of here!
- We should open it.

I'm telling you, this is the way to go.

No, sir. Please, don't. Don't... hey!

What the hell are you doing, Owen?

Hey! You need to back up
and let us handle this right now.

Hang on!

We're coming, Owen!

Get me out of here, please!

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Hey, Squad, be ready
with those ropes down there.

Copy.

I could use one of you guys on harness

shuttling stuff down and giving
me a hand down there.

- Okay.
- I can do it.

Okay. Gallo, get a harness on.

I'll take an air reading.

Good.

- Good.
- Hold!

Okay.

Let's just get this around you, Owen.

Hold.

- Got it.
- Crew's coming in.

Hang on there for me, buddy. Hang on.

- You got it?
- Got it.

We're losing him!

Hey, Gallo, come down here
and give me a hand.

Bring me down.

Come on. There you go. Come on.

- Please stay with me.
- Keep going.

Right on top of you, Cruz.

- Slack!
- Slack!

Good.

Oxygen's at 19 and falling.

Kidd! We need more air down here!

Copy.

Okay.

We got you.

- Back up to 20.
- Okay. Kidd!

We don't have enough time to trench.

Go ahead, dump out the product slowly.

- We're gonna dig him out.
- Okay, I'll dump on your call!

All right, Capp,
I need you to put tension

on this rope and hold!

Copy.

Okay, Kidd, when you're ready,

start dumping the product out slowly.

Starting to dump.

All right, that'll have to do.

Lift him up nice and slow,

and, uh, let's have medics
standing by with oxygen.

Okay!

Squad, bring him up slowly!

Come on. Come on.

There you go.

Keep going.

Hold!

All right.

Bring him down!

Hold.

Saturation's 84%.

All right, you find a vein.
I'll start the O2.

Copy.

Sir, can you hear me?

Sir?

Can you hear me?

Mm-hmm.

Let's get him down.

Excuse me. Hi.

Um, could you tell us which
room the rescue baby is in?

The one we brought in from Firehouse 51.

- The safe surrender?
- Yeah.

Yes, we just wanted
to pop in and see her.

Oh, good news.

DCFS found someone
to take emergency custody.

Wow, that was quick.

I... I didn't realize
that could happen so fast.

As a rule, they'd rather
newborns in a home

than a busy hospital.

A home? What kind of home?

I don't know much about it.

We don't get a lot of details.

But you mean, like, with a family,

not a home as in an institution, right?

I'm really not sure. I'm sorry.

Okay. Thank you.

I don't like it. I think it's too fast.

I know it seems that way...

I mean, how much vetting could
they possibly do in two days?

We've all heard
the horror stories of kids

falling through the cracks
because some bureaucrat

was cutting corners.

I'm gonna call DCFS
and get to the bottom of it.

I knew it.

You guys are on a group chat without me.

What?

No, you're on there, aren't you?

Did you hear my phone buzz?

This is why I'm out
of the loop all the time.

Dude, no, relax.

It's just a stupid group chat.
I thought you were on it too.

Well, I'm not.

I could add you, if you want.

That would be nice.

There are a million people on here.

Violet.

Cruz.

Mouch?

Does Mouch even know how to text?

Come on.

Okay.

Yeah, you let us know when you find out.

That Mike Knowles?

Is he connected with the
state's attorney's office yet?

He's still trying to get a meeting

with the ASA, but...

apparently the ASA
has reached out to the CFD.

That didn't stay secret for long.

So now what happens?

They're suspending you immediately

pending a full investigation.

You need to clear out your locker,
and vacate the premises.

I mean, realistically, I
don't see how IAD can make

a final decision until my
legal situation is resolved,

and that could take weeks, months maybe.

So I'm out of a job
when I'm broke as it is.

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Let Mike Knowles work his magic.

We are putting a lot of faith
in a grown man named Mike.

No, I gotta take this into my own hands.

How?

I don't know. Somehow.

Carver.

I am so sorry that I
dragged you into this.

I should have called the police,

- I should have left you alone.
- Screw that.

I beat the cops there,
and those few moments

could have made all the difference.

I mean, what if Shep had gotten
inside your building by then?

I'm glad you called me.

I am going to do everything in my power

to make this right.

Hey, I just talked to DCFS.

The baby's caseworker
is at our local office.

They said she'd be back this afternoon.

I was thinking maybe we could stop by?

Absolutely.

I don't think medics
are supposed to be this happy.

Well, hello.

- Hey, Dylan.
- Hey, guys.

Seem pretty jazzed for people
that deal with crisis all day.

What's happening?

Oh, we just got an update
on one of our patients,

which is nice.

I'm gonna head inside.
It was nice to see you, Dylan.

Same. See you soon.

I was just at the children's hospital,

and that kid Levi was back.
He was doing some PT.

Yeah, I remember him...

I pulled a quarter out of his
ear, and it actually worked.

Yeah, well, you won
his heart with that move

because he asked me to give you this.

Aw, that's so sweet.

I figured I'd bring it right by.

I tried calling, but you've been
a little tough to get a hold of.

Yeah, I'm sorry about that.

Busy shift.

We're still on for
tomorrow night, though, right?

Of course.

Thank you for bringing this by.

You bet.

Hey, as I said, Mr. Silva
is not available.

But you can make an appointment.

I'm not going anywhere.

I'll wait all day.

- I have nothing but time.
- Sir...

It's okay, Jonathan.

Come on in, Carver.

Berating my staff isn't gonna improve

your situation, you know.

You're rushing
to judgment here, Mr. Silva.

I haven't even been charged
with a crime yet.

And if I am, it won't stick.

This is no rush to judgment.

You already had a written
reprimand on your file.

The... the scrape I got in
with the bridge tender?

Even your sociopathic aide, Emma Jacobs,

could see that was a bunch of nothing.

It isn't nothing, Carver.

It got you a written reprimand.

It was up to you to stay out of trouble.

You can't blame this one on IAD.

You know, most firefighters

despise the Internal Affairs Division,

think you're a bunch of rats.

Thanks, I wasn't aware.

Well, I'm not one of them.

Remember that thing
in Bronzeville in 2014?

Fontana and Rainey?

I wasn't involved in that
case, but I know of it, yeah.

That was me.

You were the source on that one?

I was still just a candidate.

I would have been
blackballed if it got out

that I was cooperating.

And still to this day,
no one knows about it.

But I did it because it was
the right thing to do...

same reason I got physical
with that bridge tender,

same reason I got
arrested trying to protect

my lieutenant from a dangerous man.

My methods might get a little messy,

but I am only ever trying
to do the right thing,

and you're gonna ruin me over it.

Look, Carver, I...
my hands are tied here.

But if you can make
this legal mess go away,

my investigation goes away with it,

and you'll be reinstated.

I can promise you that.

Thank you. I'm honored.

Yes, sir. I'll see you then.

Thank you.

What's this big honor, Cruz?

That was Chief Fletcher.

You know, the... the chief
over at the Training Academy?

So apparently, Severide told him

that if he ever needed
a sub-in while he's in Alabama,

I'm his guy.

Guess who's teaching confined
space rescue tomorrow?

- Hey!
- Nice.

Yeah. Yeah, it is.

Although I don't know how
Chloe's gonna feel about it.

I haven't had a full day off
in I don't even...

All right, who added Capp
to the group chat?

Let me guess.

Is it a indecipherable,

yet somehow also vaguely sexual,

string of emojis?

Or another TikTok of frogs eating worms?

Nope, a mildly sexist meme
about lady firefighters.

- And Cruz has left the group.
- Damn straight.

I got too much on my plate
to worry about Capp's nonsense.

Hey, guys, truck up.

We need to go for a ride.

I'll round up Carver.

No Carver. He got suspended.

- What? Really?
- Ah, damn.

Come on!

And after all of that,

the mom decided to surrender
the baby to my firehouse,

so I rushed her to the
hospital for the second time.

And I guess that's why I feel
such a strong responsibility

to make sure she's safe.

Miss Brett...

Please... please call me Sylvie.

I appreciate you wanting to follow up,

but I can assure you
that she's safe and sound.

That's my job, and I take it seriously.

No, of course. I wasn't trying to...

The baby's been placed
in a wonderful home

with a family that has fostered a number

of newborns in the past.

I know them personally, and I promise

you have nothing to worry about.

Okay.

But are they just fostering,
or do they plan to adopt her?

Well, I can't discuss those details.

Okay, because if they're
only fostering her

and eventually she's gonna be placed

with a different family,
then how can I be sure that

she's gonna end up in good hands?

Like I said, that's my job.

You don't seem to want to accept
my assurances on that, so

is there something else you want here?

Yes, I guess there is.

I... I want...

What I want is to adopt this baby.

She said it was impossible.

She used that word, "impossible?"

No, but she may as well have.

She said it would take months
to get approved to adopt.

Even if I hire a lawyer
to fast-track it,

there are so many parents
waiting to adopt a newborn,

Amber's baby would get placed
within a few days at most.

And that's if the family
that took emergency custody

isn't planning on adopting her,
which they probably are.

I'm so sorry.

There was this moment

right after I said the words
out loud where...

my heart just filled up
with hope and possibility.

Look, I know this isn't what you wanted,

but everything happens for a reason.

And this experience,
as painful as it is, made you...

made you realize that
you want a baby in your life.

It's a beautiful thing.

And now that you know that,
you can start figuring out

how to make that happen.

But that's the thing.

I don't... I don't just want a baby.

I want that little girl.

And I don't know if it's because

our stories are the same,
or if it's the crazy,

miraculous way that she came
into this world, but...

The way I felt when I held her,

she wasn't a stranger, Violet.

I mean, she... she fit
perfectly in my arms.

Then I guess you can't give up yet.

No, I can't.

Mouch, make a right up here.

You know, Lieutenant,
if you just told me

where we were going, I could have

found a more direct route.

Okay, slow down.

Hey, aren't we near where
that garbage truck overturned?

All right, stop right here, Mouch.

All right.

I'll be back.

Uh, Kidd?

Are you familiar with the term
"witness tampering"?

I'm not a lawyer, but I don't think

you can go pressuring Shep
into dropping the charges.

I'm not pressuring anybody
to do anything.

I am just checking on a victim
that I helped out.

If, in the course of that conversation,

he happens to understand
that it is not right

what's happening to Carver...

Well, you aren't gonna
talk to him all by yourself.

Gallo, yes, I am.

You both will just spook him.

Stay here.

I'll be right back.

Hey, Shep.

Shep.

It's me, Stella.

Shep?

Here.

Shep, take some water. You look thirsty.

That's not what that water is.

It tastes like broken glass
is what that is.

Do you know who I am?

You're Stella with the...

you sicced the boyfriend on me.

Shep, we gotta get you
off the streets, okay?

Look, I'm gonna find you
a better place to stay,

someplace safe.

I'll come back for you.

I promise.

He's in pretty bad shape...

yeah, dehydrated, way off his meds.

That's too bad.

It's worse than too bad.
He's not gonna survive out here.

And what he needs is
long-term residential care.

Beds in decent long-term facilities

aren't easy to come by.

Well, I promised him
I'd find him a place.

- Joe Cruz.
- Hey, morning, Chief.

So glad you could come help out.

- You got everything you need?
- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, we're all set here.

Hey, thank you for asking me again.

Well, word is,
you are doing a hell of a job

as Squad 3's acting lieutenant.

No, I'm just holding down the fort

while Severide's in Alabama.

Uh, he's not in Alabama anymore.

His training session ended.

No, no, he's still there.

No, I'm pretty sure.

I'm buddies with one of the instructors

down there at the ATF complex.

They said they were so impressed

with your lieutenant,
they asked him to pitch in

on some big investigation.

Not sure where, though.

Huh.

Yeah, well, that's Severide for you,

always making big impressions.

I better let you get to it.

See you later, Chief.

Wow, that's...

That's pretty big news.

I don't know why I didn't tell you

about her when you stopped by.
That was weird.

I... I've been kind of
obsessing, obviously.

But it's not really news
because I don't even know

if it's... if it's gonna happen.

Right now it seems impossible.

You don't seem like
the kind of person that

takes impossible sitting down.

Can I have, um, a double
bourbon on the rocks, please?

- Anything for you?
- No, I'll stick with the rosé.

Uh, so what's...

what's your next move?

Uh, that's the problem.

I really don't know.

Baby's in foster home now?

Yes.

And they've fostered, then
adopted newborns in the past.

It's a big family.

Well, that sounds kind of nice.

Yeah.

And maybe it is.

It could be the perfect home for her

and I'm crazy
and selfish to pursue this.

Those are two things
you are not, Sylvie.

But maybe if... if you go
see her with that family,

you'll know if it really is
a wonderful home.

What, like show up at their house?

Why not?

I bet DCFS would approve a visit.

I've seen it done before with
foster kids at the hospital.

Hmm.

I think... yeah, that's a great idea.

Okay, that's it.
I'm taking Capp off the group.

We can... we can start a new
group and just leave him off,

you know, if you wanna
be more subtle about it.

The time for subtlety is over.

You cannot violate every rule
of group chats

and not expect consequences.

That's weird.

What's wrong?

This 872 number, it's not my contacts.

Do you guys know who it is?

No. I don't have it, either.

Me, neither.

Tony?

Hey, um, do you know
who this 872 number is

in our group chat?

No.

So you're telling me there's some rando

lurking in our group chat
for who knows how long?

Reading all our gossip, our griping?

The stupid jokes?

All of Capp's cringeworthy stuff.

Whoa, whoa.

We were texting you
about Carver's arrest.

For all we know,
this interloper could be

the one who tipped off IAD.

Now you sound a little paranoid.

I'm not paranoid. This is a problem.

- This is a massive problem.
- Thank you.

So I used all my paramedicine contacts,

and this is every long-term
care facility in the county...

most up-to-date list, anyway.

Oh, nice work, Mouch.

You could start working the phones

first thing in the morning.

Great.

And I already reached out
to this lady, Dawn.

She's the director over at
Levitt Street Girls Home.

I met her about a year ago

when I was helping that girl, Jenny.

The one who pawned her mom's ring?

Yeah.

So she said she'd put some feelers out.

It's a shot in the dark,
but I figure what the hell?

Hey, like the man said,

you miss 100% of the shots
you don't take.

Exactly.

Damn.

I have to get to the firehouse.

Herrmann, sorry, I gotta duck out.

- It's important.
- Yeah. Go.

Sorry for the late hour.

I didn't keep you waiting till tomorrow.

Never too late to meet
the legendary Mike Knowles.

- Sam Carver.
- Nice to meet you, Sam.

Did you connect with the ASA?

I did finally, yeah.

And where do we stand?

Well, I laid it all out for them,

your whole situation...
a decorated first responder

acting in self-defense.

I said to them, why don't
you guys just plead this down

to a class C misdemeanor?

It's a no-brainer.

But that's not how the
state's attorney's office

is looking at this.

They're sensitive to the optics
of a firefighter

beating up a mentally ill homeless man.

It's not a good look.

Wait a minute.

You do realize that
the homeless man in question

was stalking Lieutenant Kidd,

that she was the one
who called the police?

Well, he was on a public street,

and there's nothing like
a restraining order in place.

Oh, come on.

And we're also very aware

the firefighter in question

has two prior
disorderly conduct arrests.

Those were nothing.

I got swept up in a bar fight or two.

There were never any charges.

It's a pattern of behavior, Sam.

They're not gonna go easy
on you and risk the bad press.

They're planning on charging
you with felony assault.

What?

They want jail time.

The DCSF woman said you rescued her,

formed a real attachment.

Yeah, I just wanted to see her again,

make sure she's in a safe place,
which she obviously is.

I heard you two have done
a lot of fostering.

We have.

How many children?

Dozens.

- Adopted six of them.
- Yeah.

They're all out of the house now.

Our oldest has two of her own.

Oh, wow. So you're grandparents too.

That's amazing.

And are you... how are you
feeling about starting

this whole journey over
from the beginning,

if... if you don't mind me asking?

Oh. Oh, this baby?

No, no, no.

We're just her temporary custodians.

So you're not looking to adopt again?

If she had no other options,
we'd happily do it all again.

But this one, she's gonna
have lots of possibilities.

Maybe you're one of them?

Me?

Seems like you already
have a connection.

To be honest, it's my dream.

But this whole thing
came out of the blue,

and I haven't even begun
the vetting process.

And like you said, she's not
gonna have any problem

being matched with a family quickly.

And timing-wise, there's just no way.

Actually...

There is one way.

- Hey, I was starting to worry.
- I know.

I'm sorry I'm late.
I was at the foster home.

What? You saw Amber's baby?

I did, and she's doing great.

She's perfect.

The couple that she's with
are wonderful.

Violet, you're not gonna
believe what they said.

There is one way that
I could cut through

the normal adoption process.
It's not impossible.

Really? How?

Amber would have to be willing

to reclaim custody of the baby.

I know, she made it perfectly clear

that she doesn't want anything
to do with the baby.

Okay, and if she does?

If she does reclaim custody,
she could then designate me

as the legal guardian for the baby

and eventually the adoptive parent.

I know. I know it's a long shot.

But I can't help feeling like...

There's hope.

I'm so afraid to even
let myself imagine it

in case it doesn't happen,
but if it does happen...

What if I'm taking away her chance

to be with a better family?

- Not possible.
- I'm not even a family. I'm just me.

Am I crazy to wanna do this alone?

You won't be doing it alone.

You've got all of 51 behind you.

You know that, right?

All right. Thanks for your time.

You were right, Mouch.

- This is pretty hopeless.
- Ugh.

We still got
a couple numbers left to try.

You guys look busy.

Little bit. Why, what's up?

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Uh...

It's Dawn.

Hey, give me one second.

Hi, Dawn. How are you?

Really?

That is incredible.

Okay. Bye.

She found a place for him.

- At Hayvenhurst.
- That's a great facility!

But they will only hold
the bed for two hours.

They're sending a team to
pick him up at the encampment.

- I gotta go.
- Go!

- Ah, sorry, Cruz. I gotta...
- Yeah.

- I have to go.
- Yeah, no. Go.

- We'll catch up later.
- Okay. Thank you.

Hi.

Just give me a minute to find him, okay?

Okay.

Hey, Shep!

It's Stella!

Hello, Shep?

Stella!

Hey.

Who are they?

These guys?

Those are friends of mine.

Friends?

Yes.

They're here to help you.

They got a place for you,

a nice residential facility.

Yeah, they're gonna take care of you.

Come on.

Look, I'll go with you.

We'll look at it together.

And if you don't like it,
no one can make you stay.

You're gonna do this.

Wait, why me? This was your idea.

It doesn't matter who calls.

Right, so why don't you do it?

What's happening?

We're trying to figure out
who this 872 number belongs to.

I figure we could use the landline

to see if we recognize
the voice on the other end.

That's smart.

Hello?

Hello?

It's Boden!

Boden is the lurker.

It's over. We're dead.

He's been privy to everything...

rumors, smack talking,
inappropriate humor.

What's all this?

Somebody at some point added
Chief Boden to our group chat.

- Why would they do that?
- I added him.

- You what?
- Mouch? Why?

It seemed rude to exclude him.

Mouch! This is a disaster.

Ambo 61. Injured person.

460 West Wacker Drive.

Hey! Down here!

This way.

Heads up! Coming through.

- Oh, thank God.
- Get it off!

Get it off! Get if off! Get it off.

Hey, let's have a look.

- What's your name?
- Her name's Charlotte.

I... I turned around for a minute,

and she just started screaming.

Charlotte, we're gonna have you lay down

on this bench over here, okay?

Nice and slow.

- How old are you, Charlotte?
- Eight.

Eight?

You're already a fisherwoman, huh?

Yeah, I guess.

Charlotte, can you put
your hand down for a sec

just so we can take a look?

Yeah. You got it.

We have to immobilize that lure
before we can transport her.

I'm worried about the pressure
we'll put on it in the process.

Could drive the hook deeper.

I think I can detach the hook
from the lure there.

- What do you think?
- I like that idea better.

- Let's do it.
- All right.

All right, Charlotte,
this isn't gonna hurt at all,

I promise.

I need you to stay very, very
still, like a statue, okay?

I'm gonna hold your hands.

Good, good. You're doing great.

Okay, I'm gonna let you sit up.

Now, Charlotte, did you know
that your eyes

always move together?

So since we wanna keep
your injured eye very still,

we're gonna have to bandage your
good eye to keep it from moving too.

Is that okay with you if I do that?

- Okay.
- Yeah? Okay.

Here we go.

Okay.

Now close this eye.

- Okay. There you go.
- Okay, that's it.

Now we're gonna stand you up, all right?

Here we go. Here's my hand. Yeah.

You can come with us.

You're a natural.

What do you think?

Pretty nice place, huh?

You... you meant it, what you said.

What did I say?

That you cared.

Of course, I meant it, Shep.

I'll take you to your room now, Shep.

You ready?

Yeah, go ahead.

This is gonna be really good for you.

Hey, I know it.

Um...

You can tell your boyfriend
that I... I dropped the charges.

When they came looking for me
this morning, I told them.

What?

You what?

Since he was the only witness,

the state's attorney couldn't
make a case without him.

So they dropped it. It's done.

Done-done?

Done-done.

So let's not have any more fists

flying at the F&T Lounge.

Understood.

That was Frank Silva.

And true to his word,

he's calling off the IAD investigation,

lifting Carver's suspension.

And you are cleared
to return next shift.

Um, excuse me.

Oh, God, oh, God.
Here he comes. This is it.

Gentlemen, it was nice
knowing all of you, okay?

Hey, Chief.

Listen, about that group chat.

Yeah, about that.

Um, I must have done something wrong

'cause I'm not getting
your texts anymore.

Hmm.

Maybe I took myself off it somehow.

Uh, I can look into that for you, Chief.

- Those things can be tricky.
- We'll get you squared away.

- Would you?
- Yeah.

I miss those little videos
where the frogs

are eating the worms.

- They're hilarious, right?
- Right.

Thanks.

Have a little more faith
next time, guys.

- Cheers to that.
- Lieutenant!

Cruz.

Oh, we were supposed to
have a chat, weren't we?

- Sorry about that.
- No. No worries.

What's going on?

Um, I just, uh, wanted
to talk to you about Severide.

So look, I get that you two
don't wanna broadcast

this stuff to the whole house,
but as the acting lieutenant

on the squad, it would have
been nice to know

about his change of plans.

What change of plans?

You know, the fact that he's wrapped up

this thing in Alabama,

and now he's on some
ATF investigation in...

I don't even know where.

What are you talking about, Cruz?

Um, you know what? My bad.

I obviously don't know
what I'm talking about.

I... forget I said anything.

No, no.

Where did you hear this?

It was just chit-chat at the academy.

And those guys, they're always the last

to know anything, so...

I'm sorry I brought it up.

Really.

- Amber, hi.
- What are you doing here?

I really need to talk to you.