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Gonna be ready to jump back into service

as soon as I get the sign-off.

The bullpen's understaffed.
It would be really good

to have you around the firehouse.

Jake Cordova.

I thought you didn't come to Molly's

'cause you used to
bang one of the owners.

I just don't understand
why you didn't tell me.

Matt...

Mom? What are you doing in Chicago?

I'm going to have
coffee with your father.

I need him to know he didn't break me.

- Hey, Mom!
- Oh, hey, champ.

Guess what?

We're getting back together.

Why didn't you two just tell me

you were seeing each
other from the start?

Ah... that's a...

That's a good question.

Well, I think it's wonderful.

Chicago's such a romantic city.

Mm.

Went to Smyth's for dinner on Tuesday,

and then the symphony last night.

He dozed off in the second half.

Hey, I closed my eyes

so I could enjoy the music.

This woman elbowed me so hard,

I almost fell off my chair.

Well, it sounds like a whirlwind week.

It really has been.

Hey, what are you guys doing tomorrow?

Maybe we could all have dinner together.

That... sounds...

No, there's a thing at Molly's.

You're always at Molly's.
You can't miss one night?

It's a fundraiser thing.

We got to get to shift.

Okay.

Yeah, yeah. We gotta get in early.

- Yeah... no, we got it.
- I got it.

I got it.

Maybe you can change
his mind about tomorrow.

Yeah.

So fundraiser at Molly's, huh?

Are you mad at me

for some reason?

Not mad at you.

I'm a little mad,

but not at you.

Hi.

- You play hockey?
- Oh, no, no.

This is a new stick
for Matt as a surprise.

He joined a weekly game
at Johnny's Icehouse.

That's sweet of you.

Well, he never buys
anything for himself, so...

Ever since this Cordova mishap,

I've been trying to... step up my game.

Mm.

Morning.

Morning.

Hi.

Uh, there any details about him

you'd like to share with me, or...

You know I'm not a
kiss-and-tell kind of girl.

Is he a good guy? 'Cause I'm always

in the market for one of those.

Then go shop.

See what you think.

Hey. Hey!

Hey, Connie does not like
to have her desk cluttered

when she gets in!

These guys.

It's unbelievable.

What?

How is physical therapy going?

Pretty well.

Can't be easy.

I am at that rehab facility
every morning at sunrise,

and every night, I
am doing the exercises

they gave me to work on at home,

sometimes three times,

even when it hurts like hell.

- That's great.
- Guess I didn't

think it would go so slow.

Otis,

you got shot in the neck.

A lot of people wouldn't
be walking after that.

Try not to put a clock on all this.

The important thing is you'll get there.

I hope so.

Thanks, Captain.

I scored, like, 18 points last game.

- No way!
- For real.

Come to the park with me. I'll show you.

You know, I don't know, man.

It, uh... I do average

about 92 points a game,

so it might get kind
of embarrassing for you.

Hey, why are you not
at school right now?

Is it some kind of holiday?

I failed another math test.

Teacher's just gonna be yelling at me,

so what's the point?

You know, uh, math was
my best subject in school.

Good for you.

Hey, look, how about I make you a deal?

How about you go to school today

and we'll work on your math work after?

I bet we can get those grades up.

- You serious?
- Hell yeah.

But...

you gotta get to school.

All right, yeah.

He's having a tough time.

Single mom, working a couple of jobs.

I failed math, too.

Truck 81, squad three,
ambulance 61, battalion 25,

multi-vehicle accident,
Adams and Racine.

Truck 81, squad three,
ambulance 61, battalion 25,

stand down. We are
rerouting that alarm.

This is squad three to main.
We're already on the move.

Negative, squad three.

We're dispatching other companies.

Stand down.

Hey! What the hell is this?

- You in charge here?
- Yes, I am.

You want to tell me what's going on?

Scoville, get these doors closed.

I need answers.

FBI.

Special Agent Nick Riordan.

I need to borrow your firehouse.

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Okay, listen up.

Special Agent Riordan and his team

are commandeering Firehouse 51.

- "Commandeering"?
- Quiet, Herrmann.

I'll let Agent Riordan explain.

Morning, folks.

Sorry for the short notice,

but your firehouse is uniquely situated

for our purposes.

Three days ago, a violent fugitive

named Martin Becerra

murdered a federal agent in St. Louis.

We believe Becerra is headed to Chicago

to seek help from his brother,
who lives across the street.

So we're parking it right here at 51

until Becerra shows up.

Yeah, well, good luck
staying out of sight.

Our doors are always
open to the neighborhood.

I understand that,

but we'll need to limit
activity at the firehouse.

Alarms, trucks coming and going,

anything that would draw attention.

How soon do you expect this guy?

It's hard to say. We
tracked his cell phone

to Decatur earlier this morning,

but he turned the phone off, so

at this point, all we can do is wait.

What you need to worry
about is sitting tight

and staying out of our way.

Excuse me?

The CFD have agreed

to cooperate with the FBI

on this one, so it's out of our hands.

In any case, the best way

to serve the neighborhood right now

is to support Agent Riordan and his team

in the capture of a violent criminal.

So let's do that.

- Whatever you say, chief.
- Copy that, chief.

Thank you, chief.

Sorry, fellas. We're
gonna need this table.

All yours.

In fact, we're gonna use
this as our staging area,

so if you could just
move all of this gear

out of the way, that'd be great.

Thanks.

I don't like these feds everywhere.

Makes it harder to corner
you in the turnout room.

Well, don't give up on that mission.

Never.

Hey, uh,

your mom left me a message

about dinner tomorrow night.

You sure you don't want to go?

Not a chance.

Seriously, that situation, those two...

Disaster.

How can you be so sure?

I mean, they seem genuinely happy.

I lived through it once already.

Trust me, it's not fun.

Maybe they're older and wiser now,

and you even said yourself

that Jennifer has come a long way.

This could be good for her.

You want to go with them, be my guest.

You look important.

I just mean, you're an officer.

Lieutenant Severide.

Agent Cortes. Julia.

Ah, Cortes, nice to meet you.

My boss wants to see you.

He's set up in your chief's office.

Sorry.

Important person stuff.

I just never heard
of anything like this.

"Reduced duty"?

Seems extreme.

Yeah, it really does.

We can easily be going out on runs

while they sit here,

staring at an apartment building.

So true.

Wish there was something
else I could do about it.

I do too.

- What's going on?
- What?

The, uh, thoughtful gifts,

the constant un-Gabby-like agreement.

Hey! Is it really that unusual

that I'm agreeing with
everything you say?

Look, I just want to
make sure that you know

that...

I love you.

Yeah, I know.

No need to change personalities on me.

You said you didn't want
any space between us.

See?

No space.

Sorry to interrupt.

Captain, the chief wants
to see you in his office.

He's got some feds in there.

Thanks.

Maybe we're going back into service.

Keep me posted.

Casey, come on in.

This is Captain Matt Casey.

He's my second in command.

Thanks for letting us
use your house, captain.

I know it's an intrusion.

Glad to help any way we can.

This is Martin Becerra's brother,

Maurice, 33 years old.

Ever seen him around the neighborhood?

No.

No, he doesn't look familiar.

He lives in apartment 1F,

but we need to confirm he's there now,

and not already with Becerra.

We're gonna need to do a little recon.

What does that entail?

I send a couple of my
guys into the building,

posing as gas company employees.

They nose around, see what they can see.

Any risk to the residents?

There's a lot of families
in there, a lot of kids.

I wouldn't worry about that.

We know what we're doing.

Remember that guy who ran
his little girl over here

when she was choking on a hot dog?

Yeah, Hector.

Yeah, they live there,

also on the first floor.

Why don't we go over there to see

how Isabella's doing,
take a look around?

I'm good with that, as long
as you keep a low profile,

and just you, not your whole company.

My firefighters don't freelance.

You're gonna need backup.

I could go. We both know the family.

- Okay.
- Good.

Connie.

Mind if I borrow this?

Okay...

Thanks.

Apartment 1C.

It's just a few doors down from Maurice.

- Hello?
- Hector.

It's Captain Casey
and Lieutenant Severide

from the firehouse.

We just stopped by to say hello.

Hey! Let me buzz you in.

Captain! Lieutenant!

Good to see you guys.

- Hector.
- What brings you by?

It's been a while since
we last saw Isabella.

We brought her something.

That's so sweet of you, but
she's in school right now.

Ah, of course.

But I'll... I'll make
sure to give this to her.

She'll be thrilled,
and sad she missed you.

So she's okay, then?

No long-term effects?

Oh, no, not at all.

I mean, a sore throat,
but that went away,

and the broken blood
vessels healed up, so...

Oh, good, that's, uh...
That's good to hear.

But I can't tell you how grateful we are

that you were there to help that day.

Get the... get the babies.
Put 'em in the crib!

Just wish there was some
way I could repay you.

Well, I... I take cash or credit.

- I'm kidding, Hector.
- I don't hear anything.

Help you?

Uh... I'm with the fire department.

- Yeah, and?
- Just doing a routine check

of all the fire
extinguishers in the building.

We do it once every six months or so.

Ain't no fire extinguishers in here.

All right. Uh...

You should get one.

Just keep it under your sink.

Have a good day.

What's going on, captain?

Nothing. Just, uh,

we'll stop by again after school.

Let's get the hell out of here.

You shouldn't have made contact.

It's not like I knocked on the door.

He just opened it.

Can you describe the guns?

Handguns. Automatic.

At least two on the table.

Probably another one behind his back.

Why did he come out? Did he hear you?

How would I know? He was nervous.

And now his radar is up.

His radar was already up.

All he saw was firefighters

talking to residents of the building.

No big deal. We didn't blow our cover.

Is that your professional opinion?

Agent Riordan, my men
tell you something,

you can take that to the bank.

Hey.

Paramedic.

My name's Dawson.

I just got word there's
a female civilian

coming up the front entrance.

We need her gone.

She's probably here for
the infant CPR class.

Get rid of her.

Hi. Uh, are you here for the class?

- Am I late?
- I'm so sorry.

We had to reschedule.

Uh, we left a message for everyone.

- Oh.
- It's gonna be next week.

Same time.

Hope she doesn't come early.

Well, I'm sure you'll be
fine, even if she does.

You can bring her with you.

Maybe I'll check the local hospitals,

see if they have any classes this week.

Sure, yeah, and Red Cross, too.

I'm...

I'm really sorry about this.

Another civilian entering the premises.

Said he's a firefighter.

It's nonstop in this place.

- Benny.
- Hey, Dawson.

- Hi?
- He a firefighter?

CFD battalion chief, retired.

Retired. He needs to go.

Oh, hell, you're a fed.

These guys are feds, aren't they?

He's family. We can vouch for him.

Scoville, we got news.

What's 51 gotten into now?

What's happening?

He activated his cell phone again.

- Where?
- How long ago?

A couple of minutes, in Bolingbrook.

That's less than an hour away.

Let's armor up and
triple-check our weapons.

We got the jump on this son of a bitch.

Let's roll.

Hey.

I didn't think they were letting anyone

in the firehouse.

You think your old man's
gonna be intimidated

by a couple of feds?

Where's Mom?

At the church, with her ladies.

Meanwhile, I thought I'd get tickets

to that "Phantom of the
Opera" sequel, but it turns out

it's already gone.

I better come up with
a replacement, quick,

or I'm gonna be facing a firing squad.

You know how that woman gets.

I'm sure she'll be fine either way.

What's going on with you, Kelly?

Lighten up, will you?

Got a lot of paperwork.

Look, I know you're not happy

about your mom and I
getting back together,

but it's happening,

and you're a grown man, so you're gonna

have to figure out a
way to deal with it.

I can deal with it. I-I'm fine.

It's Mom that I'm worried about.

What's that supposed
to mean? She's happy.

For now. How long do you think

you can keep up the
caring husband act, huh?

A week? A month?

And then what?

At some point, Benny's gonna come back,

and... we all know how that turns out.

You don't know half as
much as you think you do.

You think I'm wrong?

You think you're so damned smart.

Smarter than everybody else.

Me, your mom, Carl Grissom,

who, by the way, did
nothing but try to help you.

This has nothing to do with Grizz.

The hell it doesn't!

It's about respect.

You don't have any,

which is why you're never gonna

move up in this world.

You slam me all you want.

You've been doing it my whole life.

I'm used to it. I don't care.

At the end of the
day, this is about you.

The only reason why you're with Mom

is because you're old,

and you're scared, and you're weak.

You need someone to boost you up.

And we both know she deserves better.

You're not worth the energy.

- Whoa.
- Hey, hey.

Sorry about that.

Hey, um,

I wanted to say, don't
worry about Riordan.

He's under a lot of pressure.

You guys did great out there.

Yeah, thanks.

Hey, I just saw Benny
storming out of here.

What happened?

I, um... I better get
back onto the floor.

Yeah.

I just got into it with him.

Guy's so wrapped up in his own ego,

he doesn't care about anyone else.

- I'm sorry.
- Yeah.

Over it.

Yeah.

Copy that. Standing by.

It's so tense around
here. I feel like we

should play charades or something.

You know what? I'll play.

Fun!

Okay, I'll go first.

Um...

Movie.

Young male approaching the firehouse.

African-American, early teens.

Oh, damn it. That's Taye.

- We're on it.
- Look, hang on, all right?

I know this kid.

We're already dealing with it.

- Can I help you?
- Where's Joe at?

He's busy. We're real busy here.

Joe said to come see him.

Some other time, kid.

Hey...

Bad timing, Taye. I'm so sorry.

What's going on?

I-it's just a bad time. That's all.

You gotta go.

Taye!

Why'd you have to run him off?

He's a good kid.

You might trust him, but I don't.

Can't have him hanging around.

I was gonna help him with his homework.

Hey, pal,

I got one concern right now,

and that's to catch the scumbag

who killed my partner.

You gonna help out, or
you just gonna stand there?

Did you hear what he just said?

- That Agent Scoville.
- No, what?

His partner was the one that got killed.

No wonder why he's chomping at the bit

to get this guy.

Mm, that's tough.

Yeah, well, they should've
pulled him off the case.

Guy's too close.

He could snap, get somebody hurt.

I don't know. Remember that kid

got Otis shot, and Cruz
was gunning for him?

He needed help, Cruz set all that aside,

saved the kid's life.

It's called being a professional.

Ah, yeah, well,

we expect it from a firefighter.

Hey.

Hey.

Look,

I hope me being here
isn't making things awkward

for you and Captain Casey.

Oh, Casey? No, no, no.

No, it's fine.

He's not the jealous type,

and he knows that the thing between us

was nothing.

Oh.

What?

It wasn't nothing to me.

You can explain everything to Taye

the next time you see him.

He'll think it's cool, I bet.

Yeah, maybe.

What the hell?

Disturbance at the
back of the firehouse.

All hands on deck!

Copy that. We're on our way.

Freeze!

Hands in the air!

Turn around.

No. Whoa, whoa!

Whoa, whoa, no, no!
It's Taye. It's Taye.

It's the kid from before.

What happened?

He's just a kid from the hood.

You know him.

You're making a scene, Scoville.

He threw a brick through the window.

God damn it.

Inside.

Everybody!

Him too.

Come on, buddy.

It's okay. Just come inside, okay?

What happened?

Talk to me. What...

It's just a neighborhood kid.

What's this about?

Who put you up to it, kid?

No one put him up to it.

He's... he's just mad at us.

He's mad at me.

Target has arrived.

Repeat, target has arrived.

- North gate.
- Becerra.

Damn it.

Hurry up. We're losing him.

What now?

He's here. Becerra.

We're too late. He's at the door.

- You sure it's him?
- Positive.

Showed up in that gold Accord.

Scoville, stand down.

- We can still get him.
- Stand down.

You want him to make us?

We can't catch up to him in time.

Just hold your position.

Unbelievable.

Don't take your eyes off that building.

You three. I want some answers.

Sounds like the kid was just angry

because of how you ran him off.

So he smashes a window?

Point is, he wasn't sent here

to create a distraction.

It was just a bad break.

And it sure as hell wasn't our fault.

But we missed our
opportunity, all right?

And now he's holed up inside
a huge residential building

with dozens of potential hostages.

So why don't you stop pointing fingers

and start focusing on solutions?

Why do I have to stay here?

I said I was sorry.

You can go home soon, all right?

We'll just... just
hang here for a while.

Right? Now we can work on your math,

huh, like we planned.

Am I...

going to jail?

My dad's locked up.

I mean, I went to see him once,

but it's the worst place I've ever been.

You're not going to jail.

Take a seat here on this bunk.

I'm keeping you here

because I want you to be safe.

I got you, Taye.

I promise.

Right on. All right.

Let's see what we got here.

Oh, pre-algebra?

- Yeah.
- Ugh.

What's that, um,

fractions and square roots?

Yep.

Eh, all the good stuff.

All right, we'll get started...

The cautious play is to wait him out.

He doesn't know we're here,

and he can't stay in there forever.

Sure he can. Where's he gotta be?

He could sit in there for a year.

But he won't.

We bring in more manpower.

We watch every exit around the clock.

We gotta go in, boss.

It could get messy.

The longer we sit on our hands,

the messier it gets.

Right now, Becerra is barely settled.

He has no idea we're onto him.

We go in there, full throttle,
and kick down the door

before he has a chance to hunker down.

He's right.

We have the element of surprise.

We have to use it while we can.

What about the woman and the baby?

And all the other residents?

We planned for this kind of thing.

This is what we do.

My men plan for every eventuality

before we go into a fire.

Things still go wrong.

People die,

especially if our emotions

are clouding our judgment.

Yeah, well,

this is an FBI operation.

You don't get a vote.

Well, maybe I should.

The FBI have made my firehouse
complicit in this thing.

If it goes south and people get hurt,

we share the blame.

There is another way.

We once responded to a fire

inside Cook County Jail

and got caught up in a riot.

Inmates wanted to kill
a sheriff's deputy,

but we were able to sneak him out

by disguising him as a firefighter.

People trust firefighters.

They lower their guard
when they see us coming.

51 is back online.

You okay if I have Otis drive?

It's a great idea.

Hector, it's Matt Casey

from Firehouse 51.

Remember you said you wish

there was a way you could repay us?

Well, how about this?

Wait two minutes,

and pull the fire alarm in your building

and get your daughter outside.

I'll explain later.

Knew you would.

Thanks, Hector.

Okay, let's go.

What's going on?

Thinking of joining the FBI.

Matt...

It'll be fine.

Love you.

Hey.

Firefighter needs his
tools of ignorance,

so here.

Hold that down by your side.

It should hide the gun.

Perfect.

Hey.

I hope you get the guy.

For your partner.

Thanks.

Okay!

Let's do this.

Wait for dispatch.

Engine 51, truck 81, squad three,

- structure fire...
- Not yet.

1110 West Maxwell.

We need time to react,

get to the floor,

suit up...

And... mount up.

Nice and easy, Scoville.

Just take a breath.

You're a firefighter.

You're expecting a stove fire,

not a gunfight.

Nice and slow.

Don't run.

Keep moving, keep moving.

Fire department!
Evacuate! Come on, ma'am.

Everybody, we gotta go! This is a fire!

Hey, Isabella. Keep moving.

Everything okay, captain?

Just get outside and keep
her far from the building.

Shouldn't take long.

Let's go. You guys need to leave.

Fire department. Evacuate.

Fire department!

Clear the premises.

Fire department. Evacuate!

Fire department! You
guys need to leave now.

Let's go. You need to leave.

Last chance. We're coming in.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Hold up.

We're okay. There's no fire.

- We need to have a look.
- Man, there's no smoke

- or nothing.
- The apartment above you

reported smoke.

There could be an
electrical fire in the walls,

and you wouldn't even know it.

Better safe than sorry.

I told you, baby, we should evacuate.

It's okay. Let me handle this.

Sir, one way or another,
we need to have a look

inside your apartment.

Maurice, let me and Marco leave, please!

- Please.
- Jeannie, shut the hell up,

would you?

Sir, you're interfering
with an emergency response.

We're coming in.

Whoa, whoa!

- We don't have time.
- Whoa, whoa, stop right there.

Drop that stuff!

Easy.

Easy.

We're just looking for fire.

Let the place burn!

We're leaving.

Go to your mama.

Guys,

we're just firefighters.

All right? You don't have to do this.

Shut up and get to moving.

- Come on, man.
- All right, all right.

Stay back!

You heard him.

You better stay back too, buddy.

Get back!

- Watch you, boy.
- Don't even!

Get back!

Get back!

Hands in the air!

Drop your weapon! Drop your weapon!

I ain't going! Get back!

Get back!

No, I'm okay, I think.

Let's have a look.

The vest saved your life, but
it's gonna be a nasty bruise.

She's okay.

Hey, you can relax.
They're not going anywhere.

Good.

Hey.

There's a scared little
guy inside with his mom.

Maybe give him a once-over.

Will do.

Nice to have our firehouse back.

- Hear, hear.
- I don't know.

It was kind of cool,
having the "fibbies" around.

Did you just say "fibbies"?

Did you say "cool"?

Yeah, well,

I got to drive the truck.

Felt like one of the gang again.

Hey, dumb-dumb.

You're still one of the
gang. You always will be.

Hear, hear.

Ah, boy, here we go!

Coming here to commandeer my bar?

Think we've already
imposed enough on you guys.

I'm here to make sure
no one from Firehouse 51

pays for their own drink tonight,

so, uh...

- put it all on there.
- Now you're talking.

Not necessary, Riordan,

but absolutely appreciated.

Come on,

grab a stool and come join us.

Yeah, love to, chief.

Here.

- Oh, yeah?
- Oh, yeah.

How long have you been in 51?

Three years now,

but I remember how it
felt to be the new guy.

It's not fun.

Excuse me, fellas.

Hey, how'd it go with Taye?

He's home, safe and sound.

I set up a regular
time for him to come by

for math help.

You're a good guy, Joe Cruz.

You deserve a beer.

On me.

Oh, I cannot say no to that!

- Oh, God...
- Um.

No feds are here.

Mom's out with Benny.

Oh...

No, she's not.

Mm.

Is everything okay?

Uh, I will be.

What's going on, Mom?

What did he do?

Oh, well...

He broke it off.

Said he still loved me,

uh, but he wasn't sure he deserved me,

and that, uh, he didn't
want me to get hurt.

I told him, "Don't be an idiot.

"I'm not the woman I was

15, 20 years ago,"

but he, uh...

You know. He wouldn't listen.

Said this was for the best.

You know, funny thing is...

I really think we could've had fun.

I think...

This might be my fault.

Oh, yeah.

I know it's your fault, honey.

Your father wouldn't come
to any of this on his own.

He cares more about what you think

than he lets on.

- I'm sorry, Mom.
- No, don't be.

Don't be. You were trying to protect me,

like you always have,

and, uh,

truth is,

Chicago is a little fast for me, right?

And now the, uh, church
is up and running, so...

I'll be happy to get home.

- I'm glad you came.
- Me too.

Honey, would you get my purse

from your bedroom for me?

Please?

Yeah.

That boy...

Between me and Benny, we...

really did a number on him.

Don't give up

when things get a little rough.

The moods,

the women...

He's his father's son.

Sure.

Yeah.

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