Or really, what should be the recap for episode 3×20, “You Know Where To Find Me.”
These past two weeks have been a perfect storm of sorts- a perfect, maddening, grasping-at-straws, throwing around ridiculous theories till we crack ourselves up-type storm. The home stretch of the season is not only a TERRIBLE time for a two-week break, it’s also just downright evil. We’ve had all sorts of teasers floating around to tide us over, but at the end of the day, they’re just that: TEASERS. Without actual episodes to
help us sleep at night watch, the Speculation Game continues, and honestly, the Speculation Game kind of sucks. You can only throw around so many what-ifs before you end up with Will being next week’s serial killer and look around saying, “wait, what?!?”
And now for something completely different-
The indicators have been there for weeks. The promo gave it to us on a silver platter, then a new paramedic was spotted on set. Charlie Barnett was spotted everywhere but Chicago, and then these tweets popped up during the closing credits:
Peter Mills has left the building.
Various incantations of EP Matt Olmstead’s interview are floating around the web explaining why they chose to emotionally destroy us. Basically, the writers felt like they had exhausted all possible storylines for Mills and his character had come full circle. I call BS, but I’ll discuss that plus the other things in this episode another time.
A major character leaving in something other than a bodybag is uncharted territory for Chicago Fire fans, so I’m honestly not entirely sure how to proceed. This is the first episode that has ever made me shed actual tears (the group hug got me); I’m super sad, but also trying to convince myself that the writers were right. The struggle is so real right now, y’all.
So… in lieu of a full-episode recap (thanks, Time Warner Cable, for making sure I missed the episode when it aired), I’m going to use this space to give Mills my own, personal, Buzzfeed-style send-off.
I now present to you, ten things we will miss about Peter Mills:
10. His swagger.
I know we’re all aboard the Good Ship Dawseypop, but that doesn’t mean we can’t appreciate Millson for what they were. You can’t deny that young Peter Mills had to spit mad game to land Gabby early on.
IT NEVER STOPS.
IT’S MISTA STEAL YO GIRRRRRL!!!
I’m not even going to talk about the kiss at the end of 3×20, cause not only am I not worried about it, but it was sadly kind of terrible. I’m going to ignore it, and you should, too.
9. His friendship with Brett.
From their adorable first meeting.
To the time things got real, but they still had each others backs.
Right till the very end.
We are all Sylvie in this scene, only she cries a lot prettier than most of us did watching this episode.
8. His bromance with Pouch.
7. His role in this iconic scene.
Miss you, Shay.
6. His compassion for others- like when Newhouse was in over his head:
Or when Casey broke down after Hallie’s death.
5. His devotion to his family.
4. And how he always wore his heart on his sleeve.
Even if it occasionally got him in trouble…
3. How he was seldom afraid, in any situation, ever.
Psycho holding a knife to a cop’s throat? No problem.
2. How he never gave up when the going got tough.
Like when Dr. Halstead wanted to “black tag” Severide.
SUCK IT, WILL. I’m still bitter.
1. And how even though he sometimes overstepped his bounds, at the heart of it all was a good kid who just wanted to honor his father’s legacy.
Thank you, Charlie, and Godspeed, young Peter Mills. We’re gonna miss you like crazy.
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