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How you been?
Good.

I haven't
seen you around
the firehouse lately.

I haven't been checking
in on the folks at 51
very much, have I?

It would be good for us.
The gang at 51 needs you.

Oh! Emergency!
Yes!

I sat next to the two
of you the whole night.

You're the one who should
be with Matt Casey.

What? Oh, no!

My whole life
is in that salon.

We found plenty of indication
to call this one an arson.

Hey, you can't be in here.
This is an active
investigation.

We've seen this before, right?

Feels familiar somehow.

I know who torched
the hair salon.

Someone my dad
was hunting
for 15 years.

Benny was obsessed
with this one arsonist
from back in the day.

He called him his white whale.

The guy was responsible
for at least eight fires

between 2002
and 2004.

Killed two people,
injured another six.

They never got an
ID on the suspect.

The only description came
from one of the burn victims,

who got a passing look
at a 30-ish male,

about six feet,
two bills.

Then all of a sudden,
the fires stopped,
trail went cold, until now.

What makes you think
he's responsible
for the salon fire?

Identical timing device.

Same kind of kitchen
timer jury-rigged
in the exact same way.

And he always disables the
electric meter during a break-in.

How do you explain
the 15-year gap?

I can't, but the notes in
Benny's book tell me that
this is the same guy.

Could be a copycat.

Except that a lot
of the details
weren't publicized.

Why didn't you give
OFI the notebook
along with the case file?

I wanted to make
a copy of it first,

thumb through it,
see if I can
figure this guy out.

I'll take a copy
to Hubble today.

Messenger it
and stay out of
Hubble's hair.

It's about time
OFI handled this.

You got a job here to do.

Come on.

What do you think?

I'll be curious to hear
what Hubble makes of it all.

I was handed this
and told to put it up,

but I do so under protest.

It's a retirement party
announcement. What are you
protesting?

This guy, Russ LaPointe.

I love LaPointe.

Everybody loves LaPointe.

He is a leather-lunged
firefighter,

does the CFD proud,
and he's a great family man.

So what's your beef with him?

Well, let me start
by saying I have
no problem with the fact

that he won every muster event
we were ever in together.

But when I was first
dating Trudy,

she came to watch
the hose roll
competition... Shut up.

Ah...

So I said to LaPointe,
"How about you
let me at least,

"you know, come
close this time?
My girl is here."

No go. LaPointe dusts me.

Couldn't risk losing
his beloved "Best Individual
Firefighter" medal,

so Trudy had to watch me
go down in agonizing defeat!

Yet, she married you anyway.
Hmm...

We'll swing by 77 later on
and you can meet him.

And I can bust his balls.
Yeah.

Oh. Hey, tell him
"good riddance"
for me.

Mouch.
Is he serious?

Wow.

How are you
already this tired?

Guys, I had a late night.

Just wanna get a few quick Z's
before the first bells.

Don't be boring.
Come have doughnuts with us!

Okay.

Morning.

- Hi...
- Good morning.

You okay?

We'll get her some water.
She's fine.

Yeah.
Cool.

What was that?
I don't know.

I started to say "hi," and I
swallowed my spit weird
or something.

Getting a little stressed out
when I see Casey.

Olivia said Casey and I
were meant for each other.

That is ridiculous.

Right?

No, not really.

Okay, well, I'm sure Casey
doesn't feel that way.

He was married to my best
friend. I dated her brother.

So? That's ancient history.

Forget the Dawson
stuff for a minute.

How do you feel about Casey?

Well, that's the thing.
I don't know.

Coughing fit says you do.

A'ight.

Truck 81, Ambulance 61,

injured person
at Polk Street
and Aberdeen.

- And there go the Z's.
- Come on.

Okay,
stay right here.

Hey! Over here!
Wait up a sec.

Hurry up!
He needs help!
What happened?

We were having
a Roman candle war,

and Aaron tried to shoot,
like, five tubes at once,

but they all blew
up in his hand.

Roman candle war?
Yeah.

Hey, hon, let me see.
What are we dealing with?

I can't find my fingers.

Uh, Casey? We're missing
two digits.

Copy that. I need
everyone over here!

Kidd, bring the TIC.
We got two missing digits.

Happened right around here?
Yeah.

I've been looking all over,
but I can't seem
to find them anywhere.

Just breathe for me, okay?

Draw up 5 milligrams of
morphine.
Coming right up.

Guys, watch your step.

Yeah!
Yeah, come on!

You gotta be kidding me.

This stupidity
is still going on?

Let's go, okay?

Why don't you go tell them to
stop before they get hurt too?

Hey! Guys! You gotta stop!

I got 'em!

Hey! Watch it!

Knock it off!

- Damn it.
- You got him!

Let's go.
Go, go, go, go!

Let me see that neck.

It's nothing.
It's not nothing.

There's a little carbon
debris in there.

Let's irrigate that
so it doesn't get infected.

I'll wash it out
when I get back.

Yep, okay.

Okay.

Promise you'll keep
this dry and clean
and change the bandage.

Sure.

Promise?

Go.

Excuse me. Yeah.
Hey, Chaplain.

Hey, guys.

Hey, pal.
How are you, man?

Good.
Good.

Good to see you,
Chaplain.

Yeah, it's been a while.

Too long, for sure.

My apologies.

Hey.
Hey.

Thank you for
setting me straight.

It's been nice checking in
on everybody.

No need to thank me, Chaplain.

Only folks I haven't seen
are Foster and Sylvie.

They're dropping
a victim at Med.

Ah...

Could be a while.

Okay, well, I'll catch
them another time.

Sure.
Excuse me.

What?
Nothing.

Just... That arson
at the hair salon.

Do you think Severide's
right, that it's connected
to the old Benny case?

I'm not sure.

Huh.

I'm looking for the old guy,
the one throwing in the towel.

Someone wake up Gramps over
there. He's got a visitor.

I'm not too old
to kick your asses.

Ah!
Herrmann.

How's your family?
Loud and annoying.
What about yours?

Hey, Jodi,
is she ready for you

to be taking up space
in her house all day long?

So she says. We'll see.

Ah. Hey, the gang over at 51,
they send their best,
except for Mouch.

He's still holding a grudge.

Over the muster thing? Ah...

Yep.
Now, that's a shame.

Anyway... Hey, this is my
candidate on engine,
Darren Ritter.

Hey.

He's one of the good guys.

It's nice to meet you, sir.

Ooh!

Kid like you,
future of the
CFD right there.

It gives me a boost,
really does.

It's a hell of a party
that you guys
got in the works.

Oh, no. No, no, no.
I'm not doing that.

They put all that together
without asking me.

Come on, I'm no party animal.
Ignore the flyer.

Look, I'll have everybody
over this summer
for a barbecue, okay?

I don't need some big event
where somebody's
gotta write a check.

Engine 77, ambulance assist.

All right, fine,
but guess what.

I'm gonna hold you
to that barbecue.

You got it.
All right.

Thanks for dragging ass over
here, pal. Really means a lot.

LaPointe.

If Herrmann says you're
one of the good ones,
I know it's true.

It's the good ones who get hit
the hardest on this job, kid.

You take care
of yourself, okay?

Yeah.

Captain Hubble.
Severide.

Here's that copy
of my father's
notebook.

You could have just
sent it over.

I tabbed a few pages,
stuff you should
take a look at.

Benny had
an interesting theory
about the arsonist's motives.

Great. I'll check it out.

He thought
the guy was targeting
centers of the community,

neighborhood gathering places.

There's a coffee shop,
rec center,
a couple lunch counters.

Yeah, I have the case files.

He thought the arsonist's
motivation was strong
antisocial tendencies.

Severide, I said
I'd have a look.

Right now, though, I have
to get to the forensics lab.

Thank you for this.

You think I'm wrong?

I didn't say that,
but there's
still a lot to figure out,

and I'm not betting
all my chips on Benny's theory

until I determine that
these cases are connected.

Hubble, this guy
strikes in waves.

There'll be two or three
more fires
in rapid succession.

If you don't get
in front of this,
someone's gonna get killed.

Lieutenant, I don't
need a lecture.

Hey, buddy.
Hey.

Hey, Chief.
Cruz.

Quick word.

We seem to have a
miscommunication.

When I told you to leave
Hubble alone,
that wasn't a suggestion.

That was an order.
I understood that.

And you went
over there anyway?
It was important.

Gentlemen, can we
have a moment?

Yeah, yeah,
sure thing, Chief.

Chief, there's
a deadly arsonist
out there,

and we have a body
of evidence that could
help us track him down.

"Us"?
Yeah.

I'm supposed to sit on
my hands when I have
knowledge that could help?

Severide, I know you have a
lot to contribute to this case.

I also know your judgment
gets clouded in situations

involving your father.

So I couldn't possibly
remain objective?

Remember who
you're talking to.

I thought I was talking
to a friend who had my back,

not a battalion chief
that's gonna ignore facts

and choose sides
based on rank.

Go home.
Chief.

I'm putting you on medical
until you clear your head.

You come back when
you're ready to do your job.

If it wasn't for me, Hubble
would still be investigating
this as insurance fraud.

But because it ties back
to a job Benny worked,

everyone thinks
I've lost all perspective.

Not everyone.

I'll back you up on this.
And I'm not the only one.

Thanks.

What now?

Cruz is acting
squad lieutenant.

No, I mean with you.
What are you gonna do?

I don't know, but I'm
sure as hell not going
home to stare at the walls.

I'll keep you updated.

What are you doing?
Party's canceled.

Why?

He didn't want a big shebang.

He's a humble guy,
that LaPointe.
Beg to differ.

Did he seem a little
down to you?

Nah. Retirement's just
getting him nostalgic.

Trust me. He's where
we all wanna be someday.

Going out able-bodied
with a full pension.

Let's get him to Molly's
tomorrow night.
Raise a glass. Huh?

Not as a big party, just as a
gesture of appreciation, huh?

You know what?
That is a great idea.

And I will cut the tap
beer prices in half
for the night too.

Nah, for real. Come on.

Well, at least
for LaPointe.
Yeah.

Niya.

Here, can I help?
Lieutenant, hi.

Call me Kelly.
Yeah? Okay.

You got a little
volunteer army
around here.

Yeah, some folks
from the neighborhood
insisted on helping.

I about cried.

That's nice.

You gonna be able
to rebuild?

I gotta try.

Has your investigator friend
learned anything about
who did this?

She's working some leads.

I just came by to see
if you could remember

any more details
that could help,

like, was there any
suspicious activity around
here prior to the fire?

Nothing I can think of.

How come your neighbor
over here isn't pitching in?

Gavin Harkey?

He's not really
the charitable type.

Yeah, he barged into
our arson investigation

all excited to sue somebody
over damage to his apartment.

What damage?
He's in the back side of the building.

His place wasn't touched.

What do you know about him?

Not a lot.

New to the building.
Just got out of prison.

Really? For what?

Vehicular manslaughter,
I heard. Drunk driving.

Served a pretty long stretch.

Fifteen years?

You'd have to ask him.

Be right back.
Yeah.

Hey, buddy.

Mind if I ask you
a few questions?

Why?

See if you know anything
about this fire.

Nope.
This a big joke to you?

Someone's livelihood
is in ruins.
Another's in a wheelchair.

Yeah, well,
life's a real kick
in the nuts, isn't it?

Hey! Come here.
Huh? Hey!

You're gonna answer some
questions, all right?

You ain't a cop. Get off me!

Hey! What's the
problem here?

Kelly, what's going on?

Hi.
Hey. How's the cough?

Oh... No, that was just
my spit going down
the wrong tube, you know.

Oh.

Matt Casey.

What?

That is the same bandage
I put on your neck yesterday.
Oh.

Yeah,
I was gonna change it,
but things got busy.

Unacceptable.

This has to be washed out
and the bandage changed.

I told you that.
You did, yes, and I'm sorry.

If there's not a new dressing
on there by the time I see you

at Molly's tonight,
you're in big trouble.

I'll take care of it.

Just one quick thing to do
first, and then right
home to handle it.

You better. I'm serious.

I know.

And I appreciate it.

Captain Hubble.

Can I bother you
for a moment?

Yeah.
Come on in, Casey.

Is this the salon fire?

I've got my entire staff
working on this case,

all hands on deck.

What can I
do for you?

There's a guy
who lives above
the salon, Gavin Harkey.

OFI ought to consider him
a person of interest.

How long have you been
running errands for Severide?

He'd have come by himself,

but he thought
you might take out
a restraining order.

Well, we interviewed
all the neighbors
in the building,

and not one of them
raised a red flag.

Harkey matches
the physical description

given by one of the victims
of Benny's white whale.

So do half the men in Chicago.
It's a pretty
vague description.

But Harkey also served
a prison sentence

that nearly accounts
for the whole time
the arsonist was dormant.

Ah... Here it is.
Gavin Harkey.

Oh...

This is the guy that barged in
on us while we were
combing the fireground.

He's the first one that
alerted us
to the power outage.

If he's the arsonist,
why is he aiding
in our investigation?

I don't know.
I wasn't there.

Severide was.

Well, then maybe he's seeing
something you aren't.

Are you telling me
you don't think there's
a chance he's right?

So we come up on
this accident scene, right?

Car hit a tree dead on,
split perfectly in two.

So I run up.

There's this
pimply-faced teenager

sitting in the driver's seat,
barely a scratch.

The entire half of the car
is gone. Nothing next to him
but cold air.

I say, "Hey, buddy, you okay?"

He looks up at me
and he says,

"Do you think my dad's
gonna notice the scratch
on his Camaro?"

How did you spend
35 years in public service

and still retire with
a full head of hair?
That's what I wanna know.

Ah...

Well, God gave me many gifts.
What can I say?

All right, I'm gonna go
see a man about a horse.

Mouch.
I got something for you.

Take it.

Look, Randy, I should have
helped you out
in front of your lady.

Take it, please.
No, Russ, come on.

That's all water
under the bridge, man.

I know how much
that medal means to you.
Don't give it away.

I don't need it anymore.
It's yours.

Okay?

She assured me
someone from OFI
would follow up with Harkey.

Someone, but not her.

She should drop everything

and drag the guy in
for questioning right now.

Agreed, but it's
an interesting
detail she brought up.

Harkey tipping you guys off
about the power outage.

She's missing the whole...

Here. "This arsonist
is playing
cat and mouse with us.

"He wants us to figure
out how he gets
inside these buildings.

"The closer he is
to getting caught,
the bigger the thrill."

Hubble would know that
if she bothered
to read Benny's notes.

Well, let's just see
what happens.
Maybe I got through to her.

What?

Nothing. It's just...
The ink.

It's a Flair felt-tip pen.

My dad always used one.

Used to always keep one
in his breast pocket

or tucked behind his ear.

You know, my whole life,

I've been trying to prove
that I'm better than Benny,

and with this stuff,
I can't hold a candle to him.

Are you sure?

And that was just
the first call.

So this mechanic,
working on the runway, right?

A lady mechanic...
You remember that, Dobbs?

Sure do.

So she's down there,

working on the landing gear
of this airliner, right?

Plane starts rolling.

This poor woman
gets sucked in,

and the skin... Damn,
if the skin isn't peeled
off her, toes to chest.

So that's what I come up on...

This lady hanging
there skinned like a cat,
still conscious,

staring right at me.

That must have been rough.

I'm on empty here, boss.
Refill.

I hear you, but,
you know, it's late.

Yeah, it's time to get
everybody in a cab.

I'm gonna take you home.
No, no, we're fine.

I know. Come on.
Right, guys? Come on,
we're gonna be...

We're fine. We're fine.
We're gonna be fine!

A lady dies in your arms
at Midway, no big deal.

Pretend it didn't happen.

Firefighters, we're tough!

Come on, my friend.

Okay. We're gonna be fine.

I know.

I got you, I got you. I got you.
Come on. Come on.

Guess they don't
really prepare you
for that at the academy.

The way the job
just gets inside your head.

No.

I guess not.

What the hell?
Smile.

Is he coming back to work?

He's trying to track down
a victim from
one of the original fires,

the only person who ever
got a look at the arsonist.

He's not letting
this thing go, is he?

Benny interviewed this woman
half a dozen times,

so he obviously thought
she was important to the case.

Hmm...

Maybe you should
reach out to him.

I already tried that.

Try again.

I have a feeling
you're the one
he needs right now.

Mmm.

What's that?

LaPointe gave me his medal.

Well, I was there when
he got it. This thing
meant the world to him.

I could tell.

Lieutenant, someone
needs to check on LaPointe

and make sure he's okay.

Please?

Trust me on this.

Christopher,
what are you doing here?

Hey, Jodi.
We kept Russ out
kinda late,

and we figured we'd swing by,
you know, see how he's doing.

Uh, he's actually
on shift today, so...

When's he due back?
We can stop by again later.

This is my sidekick, Ritter.
He's the Robin to my Batman.

Thing is, Russ doesn't
live here anymore.

We separated
a few months ago.

He got a place over at
the Walton Apartments
in Ukrainian Village.

He didn't want anyone
on the job to know.
He wanted to keep it private.

Ah, hell.

I'm sorry about that, Jodi.

Me too.

All right.

Man.

Russ is in
a bad way.

Hey, you know
my Uncle Anthony,

the New York firefighter
I always talk about?

Yeah, sure, we all heard
your Uncle Anthony stories.

You came on the job
because of him.

Yeah.
Yeah?

Yeah, but the thing
that I don't talk about...

He took his own life,
two years ago.

I think I took this job
to make things right
for him somehow.

But I always wish
I'd seen the signs.

Yeah.

You're seeing them here.

It's not too
late for LaPointe.

Excuse me, Ms. Spears?

I'm sorry. I'm looking
for Carol Spears.

I'm Lieutenant Kelly Severide
with the CFD.

Are you related to
Benny Severide?

This is awfully sweet of you.
Benny brought you up right.

Uh, I'm not sure about that.

Where do you want it?
The table is fine.

Thank you so much.
Sure.

The reason I'm here...

I'm looking into a case
that my father was working on

when he was
with the Office of
Fire Investigation.

Your case.

The guy who torched
that coffee shop,
I think he's still active.

I think he's
setting more fires.

Oh...

Look, I know this
isn't easy for you,

and I know that my father
grilled you over and over,

but can you just
walk me through
what you saw that day,

the man you saw?

Um...

It was the Donut Heaven
on California.

I had to wash my hands,

and when I went
down the little hallway
to the bathroom,

there was this man
doing something.

He didn't seem to work
there, but I didn't
think anything of it.

Then I was in the bathroom
for a minute,

and there was this...
This popping sound.

I come out,
and the whole
place was on fire.

That man, do you remember
what he looks like?

I'll never forget him.

Add 15 years to your
memory of him.

Are we in the ballpark?

I think so.

Yeah.

That's him.

Okay. Excuse me one moment.

Hi. This is Lieutenant
Severide. I need to speak
with Captain Hubble.

It's urgent.

No, I don't need you
to take a message. I need
to talk to her right now.

Like I said,
it's extremely urgent.

That's privileged information.

My apologies.

Would you like a cup
of coffee, Lieutenant?

Sure.
I'll put a pot on.

Yeah, she can call me back.

What's wrong?

Hang on.
I'm with Boden now.
Say that again.

Carol Spears isn't a victim.

She's the arsonist.

I thought Benny
believed her story,
but I was wrong.

The reason why he kept
coming back to her is because
something wasn't adding up.

Severide,
where is she now?

She took off,
but the real problem is,

I think she planted a device
to start her next fire.

She's gonna burn
down a church.

Looks like
we're not too late.

Assuming we're
in the right place.

In the name of the Father and
the Son and the Holy Spirit.

May God, the Almighty Father,
who fills the world with joy,

who gave you this,
His only Son, bless
this newly baptized child.

Fire department.

Can I have your
attention, please?

We need to evacuate
this building.

Please stay calm
and make your way
to the nearest exit.

What's happening?
We're in the middle
of a ceremony here.

Please, Father, quickly.
I'll explain outside.

Everyone, please,
do as they ask.

Nice and slow, folks.
Here we go.

Towards the exits, please.

Severide, where do we
start looking?

She likes to hide her device
in a back room.

Or is there a basement?
Hold on.

Father, how do we get
into the basement?

The door on the left.

Hey. Any idea what
she might have planted?

Her signature timer
was gas cans.

It's a low-tech, high-yield
incendiary device.

I don't see anything.
Keep looking.

Try the northeast corner.

Hang on.

I smell gasoline.

Got it.

Chief, is everyone out?

Almost. Why?

You find something?

Yeah. It's about to blow.

I need a hose line
to the basement and
an extinguisher right now.

51! Get out of the way!

Come on!

Clear the building!

Clear the building!

Casey?

Herrmann!

Herrmann!

Hang on, Casey!
I'm right here!

Come on.

Hit it!

Look at you,
putting out fires
over the phone.

Benny put us on
the 1-yard line.
I'm the one who let her go.

Well, before you
go off chasing
her down,

- a couple things...
- Severide.

Now she wants to talk to me.

Go.

Foster said I'd find you in here.
What's up?

My bandage came loose
on that call,

and I don't want you
to yell at me again, so...

Let's see.

Hmm.

But you definitely need
a new bandage on there.

Okay.

I'm gonna do it this time
so it doesn't just
fall right off.

It didn't fall right off.

Mmm-hmm.

You're pretty good
at this stuff.

You should maybe consider
a career in EMS.

Sounds exciting.

It is.

You're all set.

Yeah.

Herrmann.
Hey, LaPointe.

Jeez, what is this?
Just hear them out, Russ.

Hey, we're here
out of love for you, buddy.

I don't... I don't...
Hey, buddy, hang on. Hang on.

Listen to me, all right?

Right now, you're in crisis.

No, man, no.

Hey. And we are not
gonna leave you behind,

no matter what.

You know we do peer
support in the CFD, right?

Well, we've set up
a trauma retreat,

a place for first responders
to get the help they need

from people who understand
the pressures they faced.

What do you say, Russ?

Can we take you there?

Hey, it's gonna be okay.

Female arsonists
are less common

but more likely to suffer
from personality disorders,

and they're almost
always single.

When Carol Spears got married,

that relationship provided
enough emotional stability

to pacify her fire-starting
compulsion for 15 years.

Three months ago,
that marriage collapsed,

and now there's nothing
holding her back.

And she's in the wind.
So what's our play?

Lieutenant Severide,
you want to tell us
what we're up against?

Carol Spears isn't driven
by revenge or greed.

She's in it for the chaos,

so the fact that we're
onto her won't slow
her down one bit.

It'll probably make
things worse.

So whatever we do,
we better move fast.