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Stephen Vale reached out.

He sure didn't
miss a beat, did he?

Don't screw up
everything we've been

working so hard to rebuild.

Stay the hell away from her.

Carver has a new girlfriend.

This girl could
just be a distraction.

He has no idea how
you're feeling.

Engine and Squad--
that's the same crew for years.

Your rig has more turnover
than the Cubs bullpen.

Why is that?

Damon!

Your lieutenant ordered
you to stand down.

I know you heard her.

If you tell her,
she'll fire my ass.

Damon lied to me.

You lied to me.

We can't work at
the same firehouse.

One of us has to go.

Damon's not a bad kid.

There's just
too much baggage here.

51 isn't the place for him.

I can't argue with that.

Good, because my mind
is made up.

I'm going to Chief Pascal,

and I am telling him
that I want Damon gone.

Hey.

Yes, I was angry.

But at the end of the day,
you told me the truth.

And I know that you were just
trying to do right by family.

Damon is going to land
on his feet.

You went home
with the hot guy

from your karate class?
- Uh, jiu-jitsu.

And, yeah,
Violet wasn't into him, so.

Wait.

Are we talking about the guy
that you showed me pictures of

with the abs?

She wasn't into that?

Right?

Okay, so, how was it?

Well, it turns out,
he lives with his parents.

So we all watched
"Call the Midwife" together.

And I was home by 12:30.

Ooh.

Oh.

Hey, Vi.

Hey.

How's it going?

I'm fine.

Totally, totally fine.

Totally fine.

Are you, though?

I hope you're not mad
about Marcelo, because,

trust me, you made
the right move.

No.

When I was leaving
the club last night,

I may or may not have
drunk-texted Carver.

Oh, damn.

Yeah.

- "You up?"
- No, worse.

I said that I missed him.

And he still hasn't
texted me back.

Oh. Damn.

Yeah, I almost
called in sick today.

Okay, well, whatever.

Who hasn't sent a drunk text
or ten that they've regretted

in the sober light of day?

Well, maybe he just
hasn't seen it yet?

Doubtful.

Or maybe it meant
something to him

and he's waiting
to talk to you in-person.

Knowing you guys,
I bet that's it.

Hmm.

Morning, Chief.

Morning.

What did you do to your hand?

Caught a guy's belt buckle
when I hit him.

Or if my wife asks, I went a
little hard on the heavy bag.

Morning, Lieutenant.

Getting a jump start
on the day.

Yeah, I wanted to clean
the ladders before shift.

And I was hoping to catch you,

get a chance to explain
what happened

on the call the other day.

- Let's talk later.
- It'll just take a minute.

Later, Damon.

Truck 81, Squad 3.

All right, let's pack up
that ladder, roll out.

51 to Main, we're en route.

Hold on, sweethearts.

51 to Main, we're on scene.

Copy. 51 on scene.

All right, Engine.

Lead out.

Help!

We got a victim,
second floor, delta side.

Engine 51 to Truck 81,

what's your ETA?

Two minutes out.

All right,
we can't wait that long.

The whole building's gonna
be in flames by then.

Doherty, Clarence,
you cover us.

Ritter, grab your Halligan.

We're going in.

Ritter, break the door!

Copy.

Good job.

Fire department! Call out!

In here!

Hey! You all right?

Let's get you out of here.

Come on.

Anybody else in here?

I'm not sure.

I can clear the rest
of the room.

- All right. Do it quick!
- All right.

Come on.

Fire department, call out!

- I got him.
- Okay.

I got you.

Chief, we're
just clearing out

the rest of that second floor.

But that--that smoke is
getting pretty angry.

Ritter, evacuate now!

Copy that. I'm on my--

Ritter!

Ritter, can you hear me?

Truck, primary search on one!

Squad, mask up.

Secondary search on floor two.

Let's move!
- We got you, pal.

Clarence, let's get
another line on this.

- Copy.
- Pulse is tachy.

Let's pull him out
to do a workup.

- Field strip him right now.
- Yep.

Ritter, hang tight.

You got this.
You're doing great.

You're doing great.

We got you, pal.

Novak, hold C-spine.

Ritter, there was a blast.

You fell out of the building.

But you're okay.

Pupils are equal
and reactive.

Okay.

Lungs are clear bilaterally.

All right, he's stable.

We have to get him to Med
to do a full workup

and rule out any
internal injuries.

Here, I got him.

Get him to the rig on three.
One, two, three.

There we go.

Okay, let's get him
out of here.

Chief.

Go. We got this handled.
You go.

You thinking gas explosion?

Gas leak ignited
by a pilot light?

Maybe.

You guys finish up here.

I'm gonna take
a look upstairs.

Copy.

Hey, you gotta stay back.
You can't be in here.

My parents own this building,
the restaurant.

What happened?

There was a kitchen fire,
led to an explosion upstairs.

My parents speak some English,

but I help with the rest.

We got an alert that
the alarm went off

and got here as fast
as we could.

How did the fire start?

It's too soon to tell.

Thank God no one was here
when it happened.

There was one person
we pulled out.

Who?

I don't know.

A younger guy,
brownish hair, beard.

I don't know.
He's on his way to Med.

He's getting checked out
for smoke inhalation.

That's Cody.

Cody rented the apartment
upstairs from us.

But he was a bad tenant.

He threw ragers at night,
refused to pay his rent.

My parents were finally able
to get him evicted last week.

What was he doing back here?

Squad 3 to 51, a couple
of bays flared up.

I need a hose line back here.

Hey, you guys stay back.

This is still an active fire.

How's Ritter?

He's all right for now,
alert and aware.

They're gonna run
a CT scan on him.

And a couple more tests,

some blood work to check
for his internal injuries.

I'll tell you,
that is one tough kid.

That fall would have
cracked me in half.

Hey--

Hey, Chief, you have a sec?

I do.

I wanted to let you know,
Ritter is doing good.

We're keeping tabs on him,
seeing how he improves.

That's good to hear.
Thanks for the update.

There is something else
I want to talk to you about.

Go ahead.

I need to put Jack Damon
back in the floater pool.

You've never
mentioned any issues

with him in your reports.

From what I see,
Damon's a solid firefighter.

He can be, yeah.

But I just found out
that he disobeyed

a direct order on that
speedboat call last shift.

Then he lied about it.

And there have been
some questions

about his honesty
in the past too.

If there were problems,
I shouldn't

just be hearing about it now.

You're right.

I should have
flagged it sooner.

And once again,
there's turnover on your rig.

That is true.

And I don't want
to make excuses.

Then don't.

As chief, I'm the one who
makes the final decision

about who stays and who goes
in the firehouse.

And I'll decide
if your leadership

is part of the problem.

Dismissed.

Let me talk to Pascal.

I'll tell him the whole
Damon situation is on me.

No way.

It will only make me
look weaker.

And I appreciate the offer.

Pascal will think
you're doing it

because we're married,
which he has already

raised that as an issue.

We can't do nothing.

We got ourselves into this.

We got to just let it play out,

hope that Pascal arrives
at the right decision.

Van Meter.

Hmm.

Hey, Captain.

All right, copy that.

Yeah, I'll check in
with Chief Pascal,

and I'll meet you over at OFI.

Okay.

Hey, was that about
the restaurant fire?

Van Meter says he's
got some evidence

he wants me to take a look at.

They think that it's
more than just an accident?

He's not sure yet.
He alerted PD too.

But it's not their top priority
since no one was badly hurt.

What?

Ritter could have been killed!

It's only by the grace of God
that he landed in those bushes!

Listen.

If this was arson,

you need to find out
who did it.

- Keep me posted.
- Same.

Any trouble clearing
this with the new chief?

No, I got the full go-ahead.

You weren't expecting that?

Yeah, never know with him.

Pascal's kept a tight rein
on things since he got here.

Every chief likes to
put their stamp on a new house.

But the guy
I worked with years ago

always did right by his crew.

Not a surprise
he'd do that now.

You know him?

Yeah, he helped us out
on a couple of cases

back in the day--
hell of a firefighter,

loved getting his hands dirty.

So your hunch was right.

The fire started in the
restaurant kitchen downstairs.

Apparently,
this place had people

lined up around the block,

specialized in Hong Kong
street food.

This was the gas line
that ran upstairs

through the apartment.

Well, if the downstairs fire
severed

the line inside the wall,
the gas would rise

and build up,
just waiting for a spark.

Damn.

Ritter's lucky to be alive.
- Mm.

You're Lieutenant Severide?

Cody.

Yeah, I called
your firehouse,

and they said you were here.

What the hell did
you tell the Chens?

Whoa, what are
you talking about?

I'm Captain Van Meter,
Head of the Office

of Fire Investigation.

Why don't you back up,
tell us what this is about.

I was getting treated
when David rolled up

to my hospital room,
talking all kinds of crazy.

And he accused me
of setting the fire.

Why would he think
you did this?

Because the Chens
raised the rent on me,

by, like, a stupid amount.

And, yeah, I was angry.

Did you make any threats?

I might have.

But I wasn't dumb enough
to burn the place down.

What the hell were you
doing there this morning?

I left some stuff behind.

So I dropped by
this morning to grab it.

Next thing I knew,
the building was lit up.

Did you hear or see anyone
while you were there?

Yeah, right before
the smoke started.

I heard a car peeling away.

Did you catch
the make or model?

No.

I was trying to get
in and out of there fast.

Last thing I wanted to do
was run into the Chens

and get caught up
in their drama.

What drama?

The old couple was always
arguing, night and day.

I was glad to get out of there.

You were looking
for me, Chief?

I was. Have a seat.

I heard there was
an issue between you

and Lieutenant Kidd on
that boat call last shift.

I wanted to hear your take.

Oh, okay.

There was sort of a...

miscommunication,
I guess you'd say.

What kind
of miscommunication?

Well...

I thought I was
following orders,

but it turns out, I was wrong.

Were Lieutenant Kidd's
orders unclear?

To be honest,
sometimes she's clear.

But sometimes, she's not.

Look, I'll admit,
I'm still pretty green.

I only have a couple years
on the job.

But I just want to get better.

I'm trying to do
the right thing, Chief.

I just don't always know
what that is with her.

Hey, I just got
a text from Dwayne.

He's at Med with Ritter. Okay.

"X-rays came back normal.
No internal damage."

- Oh, thank God.
- Mm-hmm.

And he's going in
for the CT scan now.

Okay.

Still no text back
from Carver?

Nope.

Yeah, I tried to bring
it up with him earlier.

He practically sprinted
away from me.

Well, whatever.

He's doing you a favor.

Oh, yeah?
How, exactly?

He's letting you
off the hook.

He's pretending he
never got the text.

Well, if that is the case,

then I can just pretend
I never sent it,

and that I am not
some smitten idiot.

Hey, smitten idiots
are the best kind.

Ambulance 61,
child injured.

Unknown causes,
375 West Superior.

He's inside, in the bedroom.

It's my grandson, Oliver.

I watch him after school
every Wednesday

while my daughter works late.

We were playing,
and I got a phone call.

And I was only gone a minute.

What kind of pills
are in here?

Mainly anti-anxiety.

Benzos.

How many did he take?

All of them.

I just filled the container
this morning.

Six minutes out.
How's he doing?

Sats are dropping.

Come on, let's go!

Move your asses!

Are you kidding me?

Whoa, hang on, hang on.

Oh, crap.

Crap, crap, crap, crap,
crap, crap, crap.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

What happened?

Pothole must've
knocked something loose.

Oh, damn it.

61 to Main, we broke down.

Our patient is a red.

Can you send an ambo
to 35th and Union?

61, no units available
right now.

Will update.

He's going into
respiratory arrest!

All right, grab
the small pediatric i-gel.

We can't wait.

Stay tough, Oliver.

You're gonna be okay.

Okay.

Let's try that.

Okay, come on.

Yes, okay!

Hang on back there.

Here we go.

Did the chief say
anything else?

No.

I know he had
a conversation with Damon,

but I got no idea
what the upshot was.

I'm just trying not
to go crazy here.

Van Meter thinks
pretty highly of Pascal.

Maybe this will all
shake out the right way.

We'll see.

Okay, well, I got to run.

PD still hasn't budged
on taking the case,

so I'm going full fire cop.

You got this, Kelly Severide.

Severide around?

He's at OFI.

Huh, well, I was gonna go
finish up with those ladders,

if that's cool with you?

Go for it.

Lieutenant Kelly Severide.

You and your parents have
a minute to talk?

Okay. Come on in.

I hope you weren't
waiting long.

I had to drive my dad
to a doctor's appointment,

on top of everything
else today.

I took the day off to help
them get it all sorted.

You don't work
at the restaurant?

Sometimes I do.

But I've also got
a part-time gig

at a boutique on Oak Street.

What about Cody?

We're still looking into it.

There's nothing
tying him to it yet.

My dad thinks it was him.

Yeah, I get that.

But the fire started
in the kitchen,

so we need to prove
that Cody was there.

Were any of you guys
at the restaurant this morning?

No, no.
We don't open that early.

Why?

Cody heard a car pull out.

He also said that
he's been overhearing

your parents fighting a lot
and that they raised the rent.

Was your family having
any money troubles?

No.

Business was good.

Always a crowd.

What was the fighting about?

This is private,
between husband and wife.

If I don't get answers,
it's just gonna

make things harder for them.

My mom wanted to sell,

but my dad built this place
from nothing.

So he wanted to keep it.

They had different opinions.

Do you guys have any idea
how the fire may have started?

What do you mean,
it's your fault?

What is she saying?

My mom has this
old rice cooker.

It's been on the fritz.

She thinks she left
it on last night,

and it shorted out
and caused the fire.

You think it was
the rice cooker.

How would that happen?

Hey, what are you doing here?

I heard you're
checking out soon.

But you need
our approval too.

Yeah, they're sure there's
no damage to your spine

after landing on
your tank like that?

Let's take a look
at the bruising here.

Hey, okay. Stop.

No. Stop, stop.

I have been
thoroughly examined.

Meanwhile, what the hell
have you been up to?

Oh.

Oh, just my bad-ass partner
beating our rig into submission

so we could save a kid's life.

No, Novak saved him.
I just got us here.

If we had been
a minute later,

the reversal agent
might not have worked.

I talked to Severide,

asked him to loop me in
on the investigation.

He says if he finds
anything actionable,

he'll let me know.

Oh, good.
You didn't slip into a coma.

So you're breaking out
of here soon, huh?

Yeah, I should be,
but people keep stopping by.

Well, I can only
stay for a sec.

I took a detour with the rig
while I was gassing it up.

But before I forget,
Cindy made baked ziti.

And she wants to bring
it by your place later.

Are you gonna be home?

She didn't have to do that.

I am not that badly hurt.

I will be back next shift.

Are you crazy?

You don't say no
to Cindy's baked ziti.

Well, I mean, we'll
take it off your hands

if Ritter doesn't want it,
because we do

have the rest of the shift--

Whoa, easy,
I never said that.

He actually never said that.

Hey, Chief.

Ritter's been released.

Violet just sent me a list
of all his test results.

Oxygen levels normal,
heart rate normal,

blood pressure normal.

So all normal?

Yes, indeed.

That's really good news.

I've been impressed with what
I've seen so far from you,

Mouch, a guy who's been on
the job as long as you have,

still pushing yourself
to the next level.

Well, thanks, Chief.

It's been a challenge,

but I'd like to think
I'm up for it.

Would you be willing
to take the test

and step up to lieutenant
if I needed you?

Of course, yeah.

But there's no room at 51
for another lieutenant.

Well, not just yet,
but stay ready.

You never know.

Rice cookers have
a fail-safe.

They're designed
to turn off automatically

once the food inside is cooked.

What if the sensor is broken?

Then it won't stop heating.

The food inside will
eventually burn and ignite.

The fire will spread,
and if left unchecked...

This is where Helen said
the rice cooker would be.

I don't see anything.

If the cooker caught on fire,

it would have melted
into the table.

This table is empty.

Check this out.

Charred plastic.

There's more over here too.

It's the rice cooker.

With a debris radius like
that, this thing didn't burn.

It exploded.
- Yeah.

How the hell does
that happen?

Hey, Mouch.

What's up?

Everything okay
with you and the chief?

Why would you ask that?

I don't know.

There's just some weird
tension in the air.

And it kind of feels like
it's around the two of you.

You're not wrong.

I went to the chief,

and I asked to have
Damon transferred out.

Damon has not been honest
about a bunch of things.

Is that what the fight
after the boat call was about?

Yeah.

But Chief Pascal,
he rejected my request.

In fact, he threw it back
in my face,

and he pointed to
the turnover on Truck

and questioned my leadership.

So now I'm the one
on the chopping block.

So Chloe and I
checked in on Ritter

a couple hours ago,
but he was all set up.

Dwayne took the day off
to take care of him.

- He is literally the best.
- I know.

I keep forgetting he's a cop.

I hope he never
has to arrest me.

That would be so embarrassing.

So, hey,
how'd Ritter seem to you?

You think he was planning
on coming back next shift?

As far as I know.

He seemed pretty pumped
about that fire,

you know, getting to be
the first one on scene.

Hey, Herrmann,

a couple of tequila shots
to start things off.

All right, coming right up.

Everyone, this is Tory.

Tory, that's Herrmann,
Cruz, Novak, and Violet.

- Hi.
- Hey, y'all.

I heard the ambo
broke down on a call,

and you fixed it on the spot.

Oh, yeah, it was just
the ambo battery,

which I remember
you helped me get going

when my own car broke down.

Well, I'm sure you would have
figured it out for yourself.

Well, glad to meet y'all,

especially the famous Violet.

Hey, anybody else want in?

No, I'm actually gonna
get going.

Long day. I'm gonna call it.

Glad we could finally meet.

Me too.

Sorry I'm late.

Some personnel issues that--

What is it?

I got a call from Ally Nuñez.

Her husband works
at 118, remember?

Okay?

She was at some fundraiser
the other night,

Stephen Vale's place.

Dom, did you go to his house
and hit him?

Yes.

Aww.

You got jealous?

I did.

Hot-headed man.

Mm-mm. Ignore it.

They don't want to give up.

What the hell?

Sorry for bothering
you at home, Chief.

What is it, Mouch?

You were right,
what you said.

I am dead set on
becoming a lieutenant

before my career is over.

And that's because
I have been lucky enough

to be inspired by some of the
best lieutenants in the CFD,

like Stella Kidd.

And you came to my house
to tell me this?

I didn't want you to make any
decisions before you saw these.

Her record speaks for itself.

And since I know you believe
knowledge is power,

I took the liberty of pulling

some of her older records
for you,

especially those
concerning turnover.

All I ask is that
you take a look.

Thank you, sir.

And, again, I am sorry
for the interruption.

Okay, Captain,
got the public records

for David Chen
that you requested

and the latest chem analysis
from the scene.

- Thanks, Flanagan.
- Thank you.

Anything stand out?

David wasn't lying.

The restaurant was doing well.

But I see here,
he did try to take out

a second loan on his home.

He got into some
financial troubles,

decided the best way out was
to drive over to the restaurant

when his family was busy
and handle it himself.

The lab found large quantities
of mineral turpentine

and petroleum distillate
inside of the rice cooker.

Paint thinner, on the inside?

Someone turned this cooker
into a bomb.

- See you tonight.
- Mm-hmm.

- Have a good day.
- Mm-hmm.

Hey, hon.

I thought that was you.

You know, you left in such
a rush the other night,

we hardly got a chance to talk.

Yeah, sorry about that.

I was--I was pretty beat.

You know,
I just wanted to say,

I know you're still carrying
a torch for Sam.

But texting him
sweet nothings at midnight,

I am not cool with that.

You better believe
I deleted it.

I already lost that guy once,

and I am not going
to let it happen again.

So maybe next time
you have an impulse

to send another
sad late-night text,

you just put yourself
to bed, okay?

Cool.

Sam said you were really smart.

So I knew you'd get it.

Hey, Chief.

Thanks for coming in early.

- Yeah.
- Have a seat.

No problem.

Here for whatever you need.

I wanted to let you know,

I'm putting you back
in the floater pool.

What?

Wait--wait a minute.

I mean, I know I've
made some mistakes,

but I'm not the only one.

You said so yourself.

I've learned a lot
since we spoke,

both about the house
and Lieutenant Kidd.

Now, I was concerned when
you first said

the lieutenant wasn't decisive,

but then I went over the
moment in the restaurant call,

when she thought
Ritter was hurt.

She didn't miss a beat.

Still gave clear orders
to the rig.

She was clear
on that call, yes.

But--
- I looked into her past calls,

and I learned
very much the same.

You've broken the trust
with your lieutenant,

and there's no getting it back.

Dismissing you from this
firehouse is the only option.

Oh! Hero in the house!

Whoa, everyone,
everyone, calm down.

I heard you grabbed
a Halligan

and popped those hinges
like a pro.

But let's be honest.

The real hero here is
the shrub you fell onto.

So we brought you
back a souvenir.

We named it Reggie Bush.

You guys are the worst.

Oh, I missed
the presentation!

Oh.

Don't do your own
stunts again, okay?

Mm-hmm.

Hey, is that Dwayne
I saw in the briefing room?

Yeah, Severide asked him
here this morning,

said there's a breakthrough
in the case.

You said there's
an update on the fire?

We found evidence
confirming it was arson.

I thought it was an accident.

The rice cooker didn't burn.

It was rigged to blow.

That's crazy.

Who would do that?

Your mother?

She wanted to sell
the restaurant, correct?

But when your father refused,
she decided to burn it down

and collect
the insurance money.

Mom didn't do this.

Stop it.

Yes.

I did.

What?

No, no.

She doesn't know
what she's saying.

I get wanting to protect
your family, believe me.

But you can't save them
from themselves.

Cody heard a car that morning
outside the restaurant,

someone who had access,

someone who drives.

We're pulling up CCTV
from the area right now.

Who do you think
we're gonna find on it?

Or we can arrest
your mom right now.

I did it.

Why?

We gave you everything.

Including the restaurant,
once your parents retired?

That's why you wanted
to hold on to it.

But she wanted
something different.

Is that true?

I didn't know
how to tell you.

You and Mom were
fighting so much.

This way, you could just take
the insurance money and retire.

And I could live my own life.

Which is why
you wanted to sell

and why you took the blame.

Did you know?

I do.

Grace was unhappy.

No.
- Let's go.

No.

No, no, no, no.

No.

Sad situation there.

Mm.

You know, after you got
launched out of that window,

on the way to Med, I don't know
who texted Dwayne,

but he just about
beat us there.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

The look of worry on his face
when he came running in?

You got a good one there.

- I do.
- Yeah.

Don't screw it up.

Trying not to.

Lieutenant.

Yes, Chief?

Damon's done at 51.

There's a floater
on shift today.

But I'm gonna let you decide
who permanently fills

the spot on Truck.

That--that's--

thank you, Chief.

I appreciate that.

Let's make sure
this one lasts, okay?

You'll get a job
at another firehouse.

This is the best thing for you.

Trust me.
- Trust you?

I came to 51 because
I wanted to get to know you,

learn from you.

But you abandoned me
the first chance you got.

And you were too busy
working an arson case

than to help me out
when I needed you the most.

You think you put
Benny in the past?

You are Benny.