"What is that?" Leslie asked in a quavering voice. She could barely keep her eyes open from the pain that was escalating from her leg, but she could clearly see the smoke spewing from her wrecked car.

Andy raised her eyes to see what Leslie was talking about. Sure enough, there was smoke hurriedly filling the space of the small car, sending out sickly fumes that she knew couldn't be great to breathe in.

Andy had been sitting with Leslie, who was trapped in her wrecked car, for hours while Sam went off to track down the man who had shot at them and kidnapped his own son. Now they were waiting for ambulances and fire engines to arrive, but they were backed up from a fire over on the other side of town.

And now they couldn't wait any longer.

Andy coughed roughly as she pushed her way out of the passenger seat of the car and went to the trunk. Popping it open, she pulled out a device that would hopefully be able to help Leslie out…

Before it was too late.

Andy wasted no time in going back into the car, sweating in spite of the Toronto chill.

She jammed the device she held in her hand under the steering wheel, trying not to harm Leslie's leg anymore.

"Okay, when I say so, I need you to pull, no matter how much it hurts," Andy instructed, meeting Leslie's panicked eyes. "You can do this," Andy said, putting strength and reassurance into the words.

Leslie coughed, but nodded. She placed her arms on either side of the car to support herself and lift herself up.

Andy started cranking the wheel up, trying not to stress herself. The smoke was coming in more rapidly now and she began to wonder if she would even have enough time to get them both out.

But she knew she had to try.

With one last heave, Andy saw that the wheel gave just enough so that Leslie would be able to slide out.

"Now!" Andy cried, and Leslie heaved up, screaming in agony.

Andy's hand left the device once she was sure that Leslie was far enough out. Supporting Leslie's leg, Andy helped her out of the car. Leslie lay on the ground, breathing heavily, but otherwise fine.

Andy felt relief coursing through her body and went to follow Leslie to safety.

That's when she realized that when she had released the device holding the steering wheel up, she had inadvertently trapped herself in Leslie's place.

Andy's heart picked up speed as she tried to get herself out, but because she was panicked, her movements were frantic and she couldn't get out.

Andy could hear sirens in the distance, but she wondered if they were close enough to get here before the car burst into a brilliant ball of flames.

Then she remembered Sam. He was her last hope.

Her trembling hands fumbled for her radio at her side.

Probably not the smartest idea, starting another multi-chapter RB fic. But after last week's episode, I honestly couldn't resist! Can't wait for next week's episode. But while we all wait...hope this hold you over :)