1: this is my first fanfic, please review and let me know your opinions, so I can grow.
2: I do not own anything or anyone related to Flashpoint. All characters outside of my OC (Diana, Alice, and the occasional odd bad guy out there) are owned by Pink Sky Entertainment and Ava Mar Entertainment.
3: I love FLASHPOINT and will try to representing/portraying them well.
It was a seemingly calm stormy night as patrol continued for 13th Division Constables Diana Clinton and Alice Dawson.
"Gosh Diana, for this to be a Friday in our division…it's fairly quiet." Alice said as we rounded the corner into Little Italy.
"Alice you know better than to say that." I quipped, "Things can change in an instant."
"Di, you worry too much." Alice tried to assure me, "It's going to be a peace…"
She was cut off by an explosion rocking the driver's side of the vehicle. The explosion caused the patrol car to spin and slam into a tree on the opposite side of the road from where the explosion occurred. Some onlookers in a restaurant called 911 as soon as the explosion happened.
"911, what is your emergency?" The dispatcher asked.
"Yes, a bomb just went off at the Rigatoni Palace in Little Italy." The onlooker said.
"Do you know if anyone is injured?" The dispatcher asked.
"A police car was blown across the road as the building exploded." The onlooker said.
"Alright, we are sending out Fire and EMS right now." The dispatcher assured the onlooker.
I came to quite slowly and with a big headache. I glanced around me and noticed we were far from where we started and Alice wasn't moving. I reached over to find a pulse…..it was there but really faint.
"Diana?" Alice asked in a raspy voice.
"Hey A! Don't talk you are pinned and looks like your leg is crushed." I replied unhooking myself from the seatbelt. "This is Constable Diana Clinton," I started into the radio, "We have an 11-99 at the corner of Bathurst and College. My partner is in need of serious medical attention."
"Alright constable we have units on the way. Do you know if anyone else is hurt?"
"I do not but I am going to check the building itself." I replied as I exited the vehicle. "Alice, EMS is right around the corner, hang on."
The EMS arrived within seconds and quickly began working to release my partner from the car. Fire appeared right after EMS and quickly put out the fire. While, talking with the Fire Chief about what happened, I heard a voice.
"Aiuto!" the voice came again still low. (Help!)
Without thinking I ran into the building, with the Fire Chief ordering me to come back. Then the voice came again. This time it was a male voice.
"Aiuto! Auitaci!" The man said again. (Help! Help us!)
"Sono qui per aiutare."(I am here to help) I replied back recognizing he didn't understand English.
"Aiutaci a favore!" (Help us please!) He replied back.
"Io sono un agente di polizia quiper aiutarti." (I am a police officer here to help.)
"Siamo stati intrappolati nella stanza sul retro." (We've been trapped in the back room.)
"Quanti siete dietro?" (How many are you back there?)
"Ci sono Quattro di noi." (There are four of us)
"C'e qualcuno che male?" (Is anyone hurt?)
"Si, mia moglie e intrappolato sotto alcune macerie." (Yes, my wife is trapped under some rubble.)
"Va bene, vado a trovare un modo per tornare li." (Alright, I'm going to find a way back there.)
Right at that moment, I heard a strange yet familiar voice over my radio.
"Constable Clinton! What are you doing?" Parker asked.
"There are people trapped in the back room of this restaurant." I replied quickly still trekking over the rubble carefully.
"And what do you think you are doing back there?" He asked with frustration in his voice.
"I am trying to get them out," I replied, "The wife is trapped under some rubble and is losing blood."
"That's not your job," He started back at me, "Leave it for Fire and EMS and get back out here."
"I am sorry I cannot do that. I am already at the door to the back room. Its blocked by some rubble, but this part of the restaurant really isn't damaged, unlike the front. This appears to be just aftershock damage." I replied in explanation.
"Are you saying that…" He started.
"I don't know what I am saying just that I believe I can help them since I am already here." I said as I cleared the rubble and entered the room. I entered the room and surveyed the scene. There was an older man kneeling next to a woman on the ground, pinned under some rubble. He must be the one I was communicating with earlier. In the back corner I noticed a younger boy and girl huddled together, and it appeared to be he was comforting her. The older man noticed me and turned to me frantic in the face.
"Ciao! Io sono Diana! E che tua moglie?" (Hello! I'm Diana! Is that your wife?) I asked nodding at the woman under the rubble. Who I have noticed is unconscious.
"Ciao! Si!" (Hello! Yes!) He replied tearing up just a little. "Riesci a farla uscire?" (Can you get her out?)
"Io credo che poso." (I believe I can) I replied kneeling next to the woman.
"Diana Clinton! What in the world do you think you are doing?" I heard my boss yell in my ear.
"Boss, she is pinned bad and is losing a lot of blood." I said, "She needs to get out of here a.s.a.p. and I am here so why not help."
"Diana this is not your job, get out of there." Boss started in on me.
However I tuned him out as I heard Fire getting closer and turning to get the father and son to help lift the rubble off the woman so I can pull her out.
"Va Bene! Sollevare su tre!" (Alright! Lift on three!) I commanded, "Uno! Due! Tre! Sollevare!" (One! Two! Three! Lift!) With that we safely pulled the woman free right as Fire and EMS were coming through the door.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~About 15 minutes later out front of the restaurant ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Grazie! Grazie mille!" (Thank you! Thank you so much!) They kept thanking me.
"Il piacerie e mio! Contento di aver potuto aiutare!" (My pleasure! Glad I could help!) I am smiling and turning towards the waiting commanding officers who were giving me quite unhappy looks.
I know my Italian is a bit rough, and all translations are coming from Google Translate, please give me a little slack please.