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(Tw: angst, mentions suicide, self-harm, depression) (Author's note: I do not own Chicago Fire, Med, or PD. I also do not own any media mentioned in writing.) "Fire, I understand. It's dangerous, hungry, beautiful. It destroys everything it touches. Even the most bizarre burns have a hidden pattern. It's predictable. But this? It doesn't make any sense. Why me? Why now?" "See, Fire is the devil's only friend. And that last relationship? It went up in smoke, and you got yourself burnt something awful." "Yeah. I know I did..." Standing in the wake of two deaths that rattled Chicago to it's core, Randy "Mouch" McHolland and Christopher Herrmann find themselves searching for a place to start over, while trying to save each other, as well as themselves. However, in the dead of Chicago winter one fateful night, the two find an unlikely spark that ignites a fire between them, which burns deep into their personal and public lives. Can they contain the spark? Or will it kindle into a full-fledged blaze?
Loving Lazarus
