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sylvies-casey · 22 days
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CHICAGO FIRE 10.04 THE RIGHT THING
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thebookreader12345 · 1 year
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Newborn
Pairing: Evan Hawkins x reader
Summary: Evan didn't think he could be any happier, but that all changes when he gets to hold his newborn son in his arms
Requested: Yes, by anonymous
Warnings: mentions of c-sections/surgery
Word Count: 1,165
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"Hey beautiful," Evan greeted and peaked him head into our bedroom. "You up yet?"
"No," I grumble sleepily from where I was snuggled up in blankets. "I don't want to get up."
"But you have to get up," Evan retorted and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Today's the day! We're finally gonna get to meet our little munchkin!"
"Please stop calling the baby that," I beg. "I'm only excited for today because we'll finally give the baby a name, and then you don't have to use that ridiculous nickname."
"You secretly love it," Evan teased and leaned down to press a kiss to my forehead. "Now come on and get up. We've gotta be at the hospital in like an hour."
"Ugh," I groan and sit up. "All right. I'll get ready then."
"How are you not as excited as me right now?" Evan asked. "I'm freaking out!"
"I am excited, honey. Seriously," I assure him and send a small smile his way. "I'm just not excited for this surgery."
"I get that," Evan confessed and put his face down by my swollen stomach. "You just had to make things difficult, didn't you?"
"Babies are breech all the time, Ev," I notify him. "It's actually pretty common. But I'm glad the date is finally here because in a few months I can get back to work!"
Evan laughed. "You and your work, Y/n. You're a workaholic!"
"I'm not a workaholic. I just love my job!" I defend.
I was working as a firefighter at Firehouse 51 on Squad 3 when Evan and I had met. He had worked with Violet on Ambulance 61 for a few shifts while Sylvie was off in Oregon visiting Matt. We hit things off right away, and the rest was history. I hadn't been able to work on Squad 3 since I found out I was pregnant, so it's been about 9 months. Luckily, Chief Boden let me work in the office with Kylie so that I could still be around everyone.
"I know you do, Y/n," Evan confirmed and hopped off the bed. "I've got all of the hospital bags downstairs by the door, so as soon as you're ready, we can head to the hospital."
In no time, I was all dressed and got myself situated in the passenger seat of the car. Evan loaded the rest of our things into the backseat, and within half an hour, I was set up in my hospital room in the labor and delivery wing of Chicago Med. I was on my phone when Evan walked in with the ice chips I had asked for, and he set them down on the tray next to my bed.
"Thanks," I murmur and continuing typing away at the keypad on my phone.
"Who are you texting?" Evan inquired.
"I was texting my mother that we got to the hospital. But then Stella texted the group chat with me, Sylvie, and Vi, and now they're blowing it up with messages on how excited they are to meet the baby. The amount of emojis being used right now...." I trailed off and placed my phone on the table next to me. "I need a break."
"I think I can provide a distraction from that. Since the moment's finally here, what do you think? Boy or girl?" Evan posed.
"I know that you and all of the guys at 51 want it to be a boy," I bring up. "And the fact that your side of the family is mostly guys only helps with that."
"But?" Evan prompted.
"But nothing. I'd be happy with either," I admit. "I think a girl would be easier, especially if I'm gonna be doing this whole parenting by myself for the first few months."
"Whoa whoa whoa," Evan interrupted. "What gave you the idea that you'd be doing this all alone?"
"Well I just figured that it'd be hard for you to take all that time off," I reason.
"Y/n, you and I are in this together. I already put in time off for the first week after the baby is born, and after that I'll only be going in 3 days a week instead of 5 with shortened hours," Evan informed me.
"You're the best, Ev. I love you," I say and lean over to peck his lips.
"I love you too," Evan returned. "Not get some rest. You're gonna need it. That means you too, munchkin."
A Few Hours Later........
"You doing okay?" Evan asked from where he was seated next to my head in the operating room.
"Yeah," I reply. "I'm good. Are you okay? You look like you're about to start bouncing off the walls."
"I might just do that," Evan revealed jokingly as his foot tapped anxiously against the floor. Suddenly, it felt like a huge pressure was lifted off of me, and then crying pierced the air.
"Congratulations you guys. You're now the parents of a healthy baby boy," the doctor announced.
"Did you hear that, Y/n? We have a son," Evan gushed.
"You do. And he's beautiful," the nurse told us and placed the baby on my chest.
"He's got your nose, Ev," I note as I held the baby against me.
"That he does," Evan agreed and pressed a kiss to my head.
The next hour or so was a blur. The rest of the surgery went by pretty quickly, and before I knew it, we were back in the recovery room excited to spend time with our newborn. The nurse wheeled our son into the room and placed him into my arms, and the baby cooed softly.
"You guys have a beautiful son," the nurse asserted.
"Thank you. Um, our co-workers and family are waiting for a name and a picture," Evan claimed and held up my phone. "They can't come in until after work. Would you mind taking a picture for us?"
"I would love to," the nurse responded and took my phone. As soon as she took the picture, the nurse handed the phone back to Evan and excused herself from the room.
"All right dad. Here you go," I offer and pass him our baby in exchange for my phone. "I know you've been dying to hold him."
"Hey munchkin," Evan greeted softly and rocked the baby back and for.
"Evan, we agreed that once the baby was born you wouldn't call him that," I lecture.
"Sorry," Evan apologized and stared down at the baby lovingly. "Hey, James. Welcome to the world buddy."
As Evan was busy gushing over the baby, I was typing out a text message to all of Firehouse 51. They were very impatient, so I figured I should do this now rather than later. I sent the picture that the nurse had just taken, and below it I typed out a text before hitting send.
"Welcome the newest addition to the Firehouse 51 family, James Christopher Hawkins."
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laurens-german · 2 years
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No! No. No. No! He was just looking at me. Please, Chief, let me try. I got you. Let me try. I got you. No! No, no! No! No, no, no, no, no.
CHICAGO FIRE — 11.03 'Completely Shattered'
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la-dahlia · 1 year
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CHICAGO FIRE | 11x02 & 11x11
Hawkami + hotel surprise
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chicagofirecentral · 2 years
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VIOLET MIKAMI & EVAN HAWKINS Chicago Fire S11E01 | "Hold on Tight"
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halsteadsass · 2 years
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I just had to watch evan being killed in the most traumatizing of ways. I will never forget the way violet started to do cpr on him despite his eyes being open and unresponsive while screaming, “evan, no. talk to me, evan. talk to me! I CAN SAVE HIM.” I can barely catch my breath before having to move on directly to saying goodbye to jay. i’ll never get to see hawkami or upstead ever again. im not okay. im very much crying my eyes out.
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anhandfulgirl18 · 2 years
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Every single thing to come has turned into ashes...
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hangmanshoney · 2 years
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Is it just me, or does this particular chicago wednesday feel like an utter shit show and it’s not even over yet?!
Like i literally feel like I’m watching the entire one Chicago universe implode before my eyes and the writers expect us to be happy about it or at least just move past it & keep watching?!
From that unbearably cruel fire ending to seeing jay turn into the one thing he’s always hated & said he wouldn’t become right before they write him out - I literally cannot think straight besides the sheer heartbroken anger fuelling me rn.
My brain is freaking scrambled and I honestly cannot see how these decisions are gonna get them anything but a loss in fanbase?!
MAKE. IT. MAKE. SENSE.
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girlinlotsoffandoms · 2 years
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will never stop missing them.
or recover from losing them.
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cowboybuckleys · 2 years
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windshield91 · 1 year
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Station 19 (lucas Ripley)
The Good Doctor (Neil Melendez)
Chicago Fire (Evan Hawkins)
911 Lone Star (Gabriel Reyes)
Why shows keep killing my favorite characters despite their potential?
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taliaaurora · 2 years
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I'm Here For You - Evan Hawkins
Warnings: none.
A/N: English is not my first language, so I’m sorry for any mistakes. I hope you have a nice day/night and enjoy this! 💕
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The sound of the front door opening made Hawkins let you know you were home. You would usually get back from work around 8 am, but what was not usual was you not stopping by his office to kiss him and say good morning. You walked straight to your bedroom and shut the door right behind you.
As a good husband, Hawkins knew exactly what to do. You didn't have to say a word for him to know what happened. He knew you better than anyone else. 
That's why he stopped what he was doing and followed your steps, quietly opening the bedroom door and making his way over to the bed. He lifted the covers just enough so he could slip to your side, wrapping his arm around you as he pulled you closer to his chest.
"Though shift?" He whispered, earning a nod in return. You turned around to face him, wrapping your leg around him and resting your head on his chest. The sound of his heartbeat always calmed you down. 
"It's okay, hun. I'm here." He whispered, kissing the top of your head as he ran his hand up and down your back, making you fall asleep within minutes.
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taeposts · 2 years
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11.02 - Every Scar Tells a Story
Hawkami - Violet Mikami + Evan Hawkins
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laurens-german · 2 years
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EVAN HAWKINS, VIOLET MIKAMI SEASON ELEVEN, EPISODE THREE — COMPLETELY SHATTERED
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la-dahlia · 2 years
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CHICAGO FIRE | 11x02
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chicagofirecentral · 2 years
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Jimmy Nicholas as Evan Hawkins in Chicago Fire S11E02 | "Every Scar Tells a Story"
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