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- You've broken the trust
with your lieutenant,

and there's no
getting it back.

- I came to 51 because I
wanted to get to know you.

- You'll get a job
at another firehouse.

- You think you put
Benny in the past?

You are Benny.

- Hey, Dom, what's going on?

- You called my wife?

- [groans]

- Stay the hell away from her.

- I drunk-texted Carver,

and he still hasn't
texted me back.

- You better believe
I deleted it.

I already lost that guy once,
and I am not

going to let it happen again.

[light music]

[blender whirring]

- 6:00 a.m. health smoothie,
huh?

You turning over
a new leaf again?

- I don't know.

You tell me.

It's my patented bourbon
breakfast smoothie.

What do you think?

- Uh, I think it's a little
early for a cocktail, T,

even for us.

- On a regular day, maybe,

but today
is a special occasion.

- Mm.

- Brandy at F&T Lounge
texted me,

and she said she can
get me three nights

a week behind bar
just to start.

- I didn't realize you were
applying for jobs in Chicago.

- Well, yeah, I figured
I'd stay around for a while,

unless you don't want me to,
then...

- Uh, it's not that.

You just--

I--I just wasn't expecting it,
that's all.

I figured you were
probably itching to get back

to your life already.

- No, I--I know it's
a big move, but I feel like

you're better when I'm around.

I know it's hard for a tough
guy like you to admit it,

but I think you need me, Sam.

And I know that I need you.

* *

[tense music]

- Nice sucker punch there
the other night, Dom.

Make you feel tough?

- Walked away feeling
better than you, I'll bet.

- You know,
good thing I downplayed

the whole thing to my guests.

Could have gone
real bad for you.

- Oh, that's right.

You're rubbing elbows
with aldermen now.

- Not just any alderman.

Molina's head of the
Finance Committee.

- Well, can you see
if he can do something

about that pothole on Webster?

It's like a meteor crater.

- Yeah, you know what?

Go ahead and joke,
but I could have

had you fired just like that.

And you know what? Who knows?

Maybe I still will.

Guess you'll just have
to wait and wonder.

- Well, it's official.

The city has finally
gone to hell.

- What happened, Cruz?

- Some scumbag
stole Javi's bike

right off of our back porch.

- Oh, man.
- What? The back porch?

- Look, the poor kid,
he spent a year saving up,

researching cycling websites
just to find this exact bike.

It was like his
prized possession.

- What kind of lowlife
steals a bike from a kid?

- I know, right?

And the look on his face, it
tore my heart out of my chest.

I could strangle the son
of a bitch who did it.

- Well, before you resort
to vigilante justice,

did you call the cops?

- Like they can
actually do something?

- Hmm.

If only you knew someone
capable of summoning

the vast resources of the
Chicago Police Department.

- Mouch, do not bother
Trudy with this.

I'm sure she's got
bigger fish to fry.

- She won't be bothered.

I think she'll
appreciate the chance

to show you cynics what the
boys in blue are capable of.

- I'm sorry, bud.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I, uh, I heard you
and Tori had a chance

to talk the other day.

- Mm.

- I hope it means
you guys can be friends,

or at least friendly.

I mean, she's decided to
stick around for a while.

[alarm blares]

- Ambo 61, person down
of unknown causes,

1804 South Morgan.

- I was walking past her door,
and I saw it was open,

and she's lying on the ground.

I don't think she's breathing.

- Okay.

[tense music]

Hand me the monitor.

Thank you. What's her name?

- I--I don't know.

We never really talked.

- No pulse.

But she's still warm.

- All right, start an IV.

* *

[machine beeping]

Ah, she's asystole.

- What does that mean?
Is she dead?

- Yes.

But we have to perform CPR
anyway, which, sir,

you might wanna step away
for this.

All right, start pushing epi.
- Mm-hmm.

All right, switch.

* *

All right, I'm gonna
call telemetry, report a DOA.

Start packing up.

[somber music]

* *

- Is it my sister?
Is she okay?

Chrissy.

Oh, my God.

What happened?

- I am so sorry.

We are not exactly sure.

When we got here, she was--

there was nothing we could do.

She was already gone.

- What about the baby?

- I'm sorry?
You're saying that she's--

- Yes, she's, like, eight
months pregnant with a girl.

[dramatic music]

- I feel movement.

And a heartbeat.

Yeah?

Okay, the baby is alive.

Okay, push epi again.
- Okay.

- I thought you said
she was gone.

- She is, but we're trying to
keep blood flowing to the baby.

Ambo 61 to Main,
we need another ambo

and a fire company assist
right away.

- Ambo 61, the next available
fire company

is 12 minutes out.

Next available ambo
is 15 minutes out.

- 15 minutes?

Oh, this city--

- That'll be at least
20 minutes before we

can get her to the hospital.

Stop compressions.

- [panting]

- Can you still hear it?

- Heart rate is slowing down.

She won't even make it
to the hospital.

- No, please, you can't--

don't give up.

Can you do a C-section
or something?

- We're not allowed
to do that, ma'am.

- Who cares?

If it'll save her,
then just do it, please.

- It is really not that simple.

- Novak.

I just did an obstetrics
rotation for con-ed

and gotta scrub in
on two C-sections.

- Can you do it?
- I think so.

But this is way,
way outside of our scope.

If this doesn't work out--

- I know. We're screwed.

- You should step away.

There's no point
in both of us risking--

- No way.
I'm not going anywhere.

We are in this together.

- [sighs]

Okay, continue compressions
and bag her.

* *

.

[tense music]

* *

All right, what's your name?

- Ivy.

- Okay, Ivy, I'm gonna make
a series of incisions, okay?

- Okay.

- Okay.

Here we go.

* *

Okay, I'm through the skin.

Now I'm cutting into
the fascia layers.

[breathing heavily]

* *

Okay, we're almost there.

I can see the uterus now.

Just one incision away.

[panting]

* *

- Oh, is that the baby's head?

- Here she comes.

- Please, please, please.

[panting]

- Okay, stop pumping and
clamp the umbilical cord.

- Okay.

- She still has a pulse.
It's faint, but it's there.

BVM.

- Why is she so blue?

- She's not breathing.

Come on, sweetie.

You can do it. Come on.

Come on, baby girl. Come on.

You can do it.
Come on. Come on.

[panting]

Okay, I'm gonna
start compressions.

* *

[baby crying]

[uplifting music]

* *

Oh, yeah, good girl.

- Hey.

- Still no word back
from Damon yet, huh?

- Radio silence.

- Do you know if he's
landed at another house yet?

- Ooh, no idea.

- Well, I am on the phone
with Personnel

every other day right now.

I can see what I can find out.

- Don't bother.

He obviously wants his space.

I should give it to him.

What's that?

- Floater pool roster.

Feels like I am scraping
the bottom of the barrel.

Have you ever worked
with this guy Bronkowski?

- What happened to Kylie?

- She's still my first choice.
She's coming by later to chat.

I just wanted to have
one decent backup

in case Pascal has opinions.

- I thought he said
this was your call.

- He did,
but for some reason,

he's still making me feel like
if I don't find a rock star,

I'll be out on my ass.

- You'll work it out.
You always do.

[gentle music]

I gotta finish this report,
though, I mean,

or else we're both gonna be
on Pascal's hit list.

- Right.

- Ugh, come on, Capp.

Loser buys Gene and Jude's
tonight, not next week.

- Okay, okay.

Uh, what's the
trump suit again?

Spades?

both:
Clubs.

- Hey.

What did Trudy say?

- Did you know
there were over 8,000

bike thefts in Chicago
last year?

8,000.

That's a staggering number,
isn't it?

- Hmm. Let me guess.

You were not able to summon
the vast resources

of the Chicago
Police Department?

- No, I was not.

But I did summon
the vast knowledge

of the Chicago
Police Department,

and Trudy says these guys
usually put their stolen goods

up on resale websites
within a few hours,

so she thinks if you jump
on it now, you--

you stand a decent chance
of finding it.

- [sighs]

- Come on, Cruz.

There can't be
that many websites.

Craigslist, OfferUp.

What else?

If we each search
a different one,

I'm sure we'll
find it in no time.

Come on.

[light music]

* *

- The docs think
the mom may have suffered

an amniotic fluid embolism.

- Oh, okay.

Uh, has the father arrived yet?

- According to Ivy,
Dad's been out of the picture

since he found out
Chrissy was pregnant.

Didn't want anything
to do with it.

So Ivy is going to
assume custody.

- I can't imagine what that
poor woman is going through.

- Yeah.

- The good news is,
the baby is in perfect health.

They're saying she could be out
of here in two or three days.

I gotta tell you, it took
serious guts, what you two did.

I don't care what the docs say.

You guys are heroes in my book.

- Thanks for the update.

- Oh, this can't be good.

Don't say a word,
and that is an order.

Chief Robinson.

- Mikami, this is Sean Turner
from the Illinois

State Medical Board.

- Investigative Unit.

- All right, I think
I know why you're here.

- Then you must know
that what you did today

was recklessly
and dangerously outside

your scope of practice
as a paramedic.

This is an extremely serious
breach of duty, Ms. Mikami.

- I would just
like to be clear,

and this will be
in my report, of course.

My partner was not
involved in any way.

- Violet.

- As paramedic in charge,
I made the decision

and physically
performed the procedure,

while Novak continued to
follow all termination

of resuscitation protocols
to the letter.

[soft tense music]

- Based on Mikami's record
and my observation

as her paramedic chief,

I have no reason
to doubt her on that.

- Pending a review of
the Medical Board of the state

of Illinois,
your EMS license is suspended

until further notice.

- I have to pull you
off 61 immediately.

I'll send a replacement
out to your firehouse

to finish out your shift.

Go home, Mikami.

* *

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[somber music]

* *

- Chief Robinson filled me in.

I'm sure she told you
you'd be on desk duty

until this case is resolved.

I requested that
you be able to do it

at chief assistant's desk
here at 51.

I thought it'd take some
of the sting out of it,

being among family.

- What do you think
is gonna happen to me?

- EMS licensing, it's way out
of the jurisdiction

of the CFD, unfortunately.

And the state medical board
doesn't care

what anyone in your
chain of command has to say.

- They're gonna revoke
my license, aren't they?

- I don't know.

* *

But just because your superiors
at the CFD can't do anything

doesn't mean no one can.

You've been
a paramedic forever.

I'm sure you know
somebody with influence

in the public health world.

The right advocate could
force them to see the optics

of what they're doing to you.

* *

- Ooh, check this out.

Some bonehead is selling
a 10-foot pool table

for 300 bucks.

- Why are you looking for
bikes in the furniture section?

- For your information,
pool tables are

in the sporting goods section.

- Yeah, and bikes
are in the bike section.

- There's a bike section?

Oh, that explains everything.

- Oh, my God,
this is pointless.

We're never gonna find it.
- Wait.

- What? Let me guess.

You found a really good deal on
a lightly damaged croquet set?

- No.

A blaze orange RipRock 24
with black trim,

posted about four hours ago.

- Really?

- It's even got the orange
circles on the handlebar grip.

- That's totally Javi's bike.

- That dirtbag
wants 150 bucks for it.

- Uh.

Okay, okay, so what?
What do we do?

Do we reach out to him,
tell him we're interested

and wanna check it out?

- That's a terrible idea.

Just offer him 300 for it.

- What?

- You gotta reel him in
with an offer he can't refuse

so he won't sell it
to anyone else.

- That is a--

that's actually
brilliant, kinda.

Yeah, yeah, okay,
send the message.

- And the bait is in the water.

- Thank you for seeing me on
such short notice, Ms. Goodwin.

I know how busy you are.

- How are you getting along?

- So you heard about
my case then, I take it?

- Oh, I know broad strokes.

Dr. Asher had a similar tragedy
happen on her watch.

But how can I help you, Violet?

- Uh.

I'm--I'm not exactly sure.

My chief suggested that I--

no, um, the thing is,
I don't really know

how the medical board works,

but I heard that if I can get
someone with some influence

to advocate for me, maybe they
could help persuade the board

to think about...

I don't know, the optics of
the whole situation, I guess.

- The folks on the board
are all MDs.

And I'm sure I don't need to
tell you doctors are not known

for their charitable view
of paramedics,

so I wouldn't expect them
to go easy on a paramedic

who took actions that,
right or wrong,

are the strict purview
of licensed medical doctors.

- So that's it then? I'm done?

- Well, what you asked me
before about getting someone

with influence on the board
to speak up for you,

I don't really think
that'll help.

You don't want someone like me
there arguing medical facts.

You want someone who's got some
serious political muscle

in City Hall,
at the State House.

That's who will get
the board's attention

and remind them
who they answer to.

- Awesome. Thank you.

Hey, I just got off the phone
with Garcia in Personnel.

He says Damon's been
working at 20's house

the last couple shifts.

You know, in case you wanna
pop by there.

- I get what you're
trying to do,

but he knows where to find me.

- Yeah, but he is confused
and pissed off,

and you're his older,
wiser brother,

who had a lot of good
and valid reasons

for wanting me
to keep him on Truck.

And those are the same reasons
why you should not

stop trying to reach out
to him.

[phone dings]

Oh, Kylie's here.

- All right,
go round out your rig,

and we'll talk about this
later.

- Or you could just
go see him because I--

I don't really have anything
more to say about it.

- Hi.

- You're turning me down, huh?

- I'm sorry, Lieutenant.

You've been--you've
literally changed my life,

and I'm so grateful for that.

- You don't have to apologize
for being happy at 46.

- It's not that.

I mean, it's a good house,
but every firefighter I know

would kill to be at 51,
especially me.

You know what they
call me at 46?

MK.

It stands for Mini-Kidd.

My fear is that
if I work under you,

I'd never be able to shake
that stupid nickname.

I'd always feel like
I couldn't hack it on my own.

- I get it.

And you don't have to feel bad.

I--I--I'm the one that
should feel bad

for putting you
on the spot like this.

- No.
[alarm blares]

- Engine 51, Truck 81,
Ambo 61, child trapped.

Ladder rescue.
- Go get 'em, Lieutenant.

[dramatic music]

[sirens wailing]

* *

[indistinct radio chatter]

- What's going on?

- My daughter's up there.
The wind just picked her up.

- Truck 81 to Main,
we need a ComEd tech

at our location ASAP.

Mouch, raise the aerial.
- Copy.

- And, Engine,
get all these people back.

- Everyone, move back, please.

- Hang on, Riley.
The firemen are here.

- Hey, hey,
we are gonna get her,

but I need you to step back
right now for your safety.

Come on.
[electricity crackling]

[loud boom]

[onlookers gasping]

.

- Ritter, be ready to hit that
kite if it catches a spark.

- Copy that.

[dramatic music]

- Hang on, sweetheart.
- Mommy!

* *

- Charge the line.

- Bull's-eye, Mouch!

All right, Carver, with me.
- Copy that.

[loud boom]

[crowd gasps]

* *

Okay, Riley.

Hey, we're gonna have you down
in two shakes, all right?

But I gotta tell you
something important.

That line that you're holding
has electricity in it,

so it can't hurt you as long
as you don't touch us

and we don't touch you.

Okay? And we won't.

We'll get you down, okay?

- Got you.
- What are they doing?

She's gonna fall.

- Hurry up and grab her
already, will ya?

- We're gonna go to the leg

that's farthest away from us,
okay?

- Back a little, Riley.

There you go.

Perfect.
- Good.

[loud boom]

- All right,
we're almost there, Riley.

Almost.
- Pick up your leg.

That's right.
- Watch it. Watch it.

Stay strong.

Here we go, Riley.

Okay, on the count of three,
let go of the line.

I know it's gonna feel scary,
but we got you.

We're not gonna let you fall.

Here we go. You can do this.

[loud boom]

[electricity crackling]

Okay. Riley, come on.
You can do this.

Let go.

Come on, Riley,
you can do this.

- It's okay. It's okay.

- Come on. Let go.

[electricity crackling]

Okay, we gotta do this now,
Riley,

on the count of three, okay?

We got you.

One, two, three.

- [yelps]

- We got you.

We got you. We got you.

- Stay still one more second.

- I gotcha.
- Yep.

- Whoo.

- Is she okay?

[soft dramatic music]

* *

- Totally fine, right, Riley?

- I'm okay, Mom.

- You guys were--

thank you.

* *

- Have a good one, Herrmann.

- Hey, you too.

- Hey, Chief.

- Glad I caught you.

What's up with you putting in
for another floater next shift?

You were supposed to find
a solid, permanent replacement

for Damon ASAP and not
keep the revolving door

spinning indefinitely.

- Yeah, well, it turns out my
first choice wasn't available,

so I'm vetting more candidates.

And I'm trying to be
extra thorough about it

because I know how important it
is for this next one to stick.

- It sounds like
you're overthinking it.

Just--just get it done,
Lieutenant.

You have one more shift.

[tense music]

* *

[sighs]

- I was wondering if you'd get
here before we went off shift.

- Yeah, I'm just settling
into my glamorous new life.

How does it look on me?

- I hate it.

It's like watching
a white rhino in captivity.

- [chuckles]

- What did Goodwin say?

- Oh.

She didn't use
the word "hopeless,"

but that is basically what
she said, unless I can get

some heavy hitter from
City Hall or the State House

to go to bat for me.

Do you know anyone like that?

Because I sure as hell don't.

- Well, you can't just give up.

There has to be
something that we can do.

Maybe--
maybe you just have to throw

the CFD under the bus.

Blame it on our
horrible response times.

- Not a bad idea.

I take it your contact at Med

didn't offer to take up
your cause.

- No, she would do it
in a heartbeat.

Uh, she just doesn't think
it would sway the board.

She thinks what
I really need is someone

with serious political muscle.

If anything is gonna make
a difference,

she thinks it's that.

[suspenseful music]

- Well, hang in there.

* *

- Maybe I should call
my state senator.

I am a voter.

- Hell yeah.

State senator, congressman,

take it all the way
to the president.

- Yeah, you know what?
I'm gonna do it.

[keyboard clacking]

- He got back to me right away,

so I told him to meet
at the baseball fields on 14th.

- Okay, so it worked.
He took the bait.

What?

Do you think he
suspects something's up?

- No, I don't think so.

- So what's the problem then?

- When he messaged, we saw that
his screen name was Goliath187.

- So?

- You know,
the police code for homicide.

What if he's
a homicidal maniac?

- Ugh.
- Or a giant?

- There is such a thing as
taking a vigilante crusade

too far, don't you think?

It's just a bike.

- No, it is not just a bike.

It's Javi's bike.

I don't care if this guy's
handle is PsychoFiremanKiller.

I'm going to that
baseball field tomorrow,

and I'm getting that bike back.

You guys are gonna come
with me, though, right?

- I messaged every
elected official

in the state practically
begging for help,

and all I have to show for it
is an inbox

full of politely worded
auto replies.

- Your tax dollars at work.

- I just hate that these docs
on the medical board

are the only ones
that get a say.

- And I'll tell you this.

That job is strictly for docs

who couldn't hack it
in the field.

- Mm-hmm.
- Right?

If these guys knew
half the insanity

that we have to deal with
every single day--

- Mm-hmm.
- Yep.

- You guys have, like, the most
interesting job in the world,

seems like.

- Never a dull moment,
I'll say that.

- So what's, like,
the worst thing

y'all have ever seen?

- Uh, I'll tell you
the funniest thing

that happened to me.

- You said the worst thing,
didn't you, Tori?

- Or the funniest
if that's what you--

- No. No, no, no, no, no.
Let's talk about the worst.

I think it's cool.

I mean, we all love
reliving our darkest traumas

for random
people's amusement, right?

- Easy, Vi.
She didn't mean anything--

- Oh, you don't need
to talk for her.

She's an adult,
I'm pretty sure,

and her question
was crystal clear.

So you wanna know
the worst thing?

All right, well, let's see.
- Violet.

- For me, it would be a tie
between the six-year-old boy

who had half of his face shot
off by a stray 9-millimeter

bullet or watching my
boyfriend get crushed to death

by thousands of pounds
of concrete while saving

a stranger's life, Tori.

[tense music]

* *

I'm sorry, you guys.

I'm sorry.

* *

[apprehensive music]

* *

- [knocking]

- It's open.

What do you want, Dom?

- I'm sorry.

There's no excuse
for what I did.

- Punching me, you mean?

- Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, I was way out of line.

And I'm sorry, like I said.

- [scoffs]

- You're a real piece of work,
you know that?

And I don't believe this
apology thing for a second.

So it's obvious
you're saying all of this

because you need
something from me.

So go on.

Spit it out.

- It's not for me.

* *

.

[birds chirping]

- Jack Damon around?

- Truck 68 is on a run.

Something I can help you with,
Lieutenant...

- Severide.

- I've heard good things
about you, Lieutenant.

Your squad is based at 51?

- Yes.

That's--that's
how I know Damon.

He was with us for a while.

I--I'm just
checking in on him.

How's he getting along?

- He's a good kid,
good firefighter.

Seems to fit in okay.

His lieutenant was thinking of
putting him on full-time, but--

- Something happen?

- Maybe you can tell me.

When his lieutenant asked
why he left Truck 81,

Damon seemed a little evasive,

didn't wanna talk about it,
which felt like a red flag

to me, so I told his lieutenant
to put a pin in it.

- Well, I think you're right.

Damon is a good firefighter.

Uh, 51 was just--

we got a new chief
shaking things up.

Everyone's trying to adjust.

I--I don't think
it was the best time

for a kid right out of the
academy to find himself there.

But I have seen him in action.

And I'm sure if you
give him a chance,

he could be more than
a good firefighter.

He could be a great one.

[apprehensive music]

- Psst, psst.

Hey, here he comes.

- You TonyLoco?

- Yeah, that's me.
- Let me see the money.

- What?

- You said that
you'd give me 300.

Let's see it.
- Okay, relax, kid.

I'm not gonna rip you off.

I'm a civil servant,
not a thief.

[light music]

* *

- You want it or not?

- Well, I gotta
test ride it first.

- Fine.

But you break it, you buy it.

Don't go too far,
just to that lamp post.

Stop there.

Stop.

Hey, that guy's
stealing my bike.

Stop.

- How does it feel, Goliath?

Ha-ha!

- Really?

- Hey, any news about Violet?

- Uh, not yet.

The hearing's this afternoon.

- Okay, I can see
the old hamster wheel

turning there, Herrmann.
What's on your mind?

- That Pascal, he's got
a real bug up his ass

about Truck, doesn't he?

I mean, he's got Kidd sweating
bullets about her next hire,

I mean, like, it's gotta be
the second coming of Christ

or he's gonna
take away her bugles.

- And?

- [exhales]

And I was thinking that maybe
I could do something to help.

- If it's what I think
you're thinking,

I think
it's the perfect solution.

- Really?

- It's a brilliant plan
and bold and selfless,

everything you'd expect
from a future battalion chief.

- All right,
take it easy there.

- But the real question is,

what are you gonna do
about Engine?

- I got an idea for that too.

- So I get to work at desk
for a year at half my salary

before they fire me.

That's the good news?

- Hello, Mikami.

- [sighs]
If you are here to put

the final nail in my coffin--

- I'm not.

In fact, if I had any influence
on this board, believe me,

I'd be trying to get them
to reinstate your license.

You know as well as anyone

I do not
casually excuse violations

of our protocols, but I have
also come to believe

that there are rare cases
where a great paramedic's

lifesaving instincts should
trump all other considerations.

Yours is one of those.

[apprehensive music]

Morally, ethically,

you did the right thing
in my book, Mikami.

* *

- So they're not gonna
come down on my side, are they?

[elevator doors slide open]

- Violet Mikami,
this is Alderman Molina.

- It is an honor to shake
your hand, Ms. Mikami.

I heard about your heroism
in the line of duty.

I had to come down here today
to address the board on behalf

of my constituents at
the 25th Ward and this family,

who owe so much
to your brave actions.

- Sorry.
I'm just--

[soft music]

* *

- Her name is Chrissy.

- She's perfect.

* *

.

[apprehensive music]

* *

- Alderman Molina just called.

The board's decided
to dismiss the matter

and reinstate your license.

And with the baby
there to shame them

and the alderman
threatening to make sure

every voter in Chicago would
know

all the board members by name,

I guess they had
no other option

but to do the right thing.

- Thank you, Chief.

That was--

I--I--I don't even know
what to say.

- You've already said it.

- [exhales]

[soft music]

* *

- Hey, Chief, wait up.

I just, um--

I wanted to tell you, um--

I just wanted to say that I--

I think you're awesome.

Amazing, actually.

What you did for Violet--

I--I'm not sure if you
are totally aware of this,

but she is one of the best
paramedics in the CFD.

So you didn't
just save her job.

You saved a lot of lives.

* *

- Why are you being
so weird, Dad?

What's the surprise?
- Capp...

I got your bike back.

- That's not my bike.

- What? Of course it is.

Look, RipRock 24,
blaze orange, black trim.

It's even got the circle
thing on the grip.

- No, it's nice.

It's just, this one's
a lot older than mine.

Where'd you find it?
- That's him.

That's the guy
who stole my bike.

- Oh, no, no.

No one stole anything here.

This is really a big
misunderstanding.

Um, it's actually
kind of funny.

So, see, my son--

- Is not my concern here.

You owe this young man $300.

- Um, right.

But If I would have known
it was an older model--

I mean, look at all
the dings and scratches.

It's not worth 300.

- Maybe you should
have thought of that

before you rode off on it.

Now, a deal's a deal.

What?

You're gonna stiff
a 13-year-old kid?

Now, that's a new low
for the city.

You know, in my day,
we looked up to firefighters.

You were role models
in the community.

Now you're just
common street thugs.

- Do you take Venmo?

[soft dramatic music]

* *

- Hey.

- I heard you came by the house
and talked to Chief McVay.

She offered me
a permanent spot.

- I'm glad to hear it.

- Why would you do that

after everything
that happened at 51?

- Hop in. I'll show you.

- Award of Valor five times.

I'll never get over that.

- It makes you wonder how a guy
could do that much in a career.

Benny did it by sacrificing
every other important thing

in his life.

I did that, too, for years.

The only thing that mattered
more than proving myself to him

was proving that I wasn't him.

Took a hell of a
long time to realize

that I would never be Benny,
and that's a good thing.

- I'm sorry.

I should have never said that.

- I know I'm not Benny.

That's why I talked
to your chief.

I'm not going anywhere, Jack.

And I don't want you
to waste any more time

trying to live up to or fight
against the name Severide.

What you should do is
go out there, and--

and you make Damon a name.

* *

- And I have to say,
even though Herrmann's bursts

of inspiration are generally
known to cause more problems

than they solve--
- Hey.

- I'm sorry, have you seen
the massage chair lately?

- You guys are killing me.

- What is this big idea?

- I wanna move over to Truck.

If you'll have me, Lieutenant.

- Is this for real?

You're not yanking my chain?

- Ever since he filled in
for Mouch last year,

I knew Truck is where
Ritter wanted to be.

So Godspeed.

- Herrmann!

- [laughs]
Ahh!

- You are a kind,
generous human.

I just--I--I--I am serious.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Listen.

The only reason why I even
considered it is because

I have the perfect person
that can come fill in on Engine

if I need help.

Hey, get over here.

- Girl!

- Hi.

I'm so sorry
for the other night.

I was not in a good place,
clearly,

but it was not cool of me
to take that out on Tori.

- Uh, I get it.

I, um, I'm just glad
the medical board

did the right thing in the end.

- Me too.

- Friends?

- [chuckles]
Friends.

* *

You know,
the thing about friends,

and I mean real friends,
is that they tell each other

the truth, even if it hurts.

Right?
- Mm-hmm.

* *

- Take care of yourself, okay?

You deserve to be happy, Sam.

* *

- [sighs]

[dramatic music]

* *

[wolf howls]