I DONT OWN NCIS: LOS ANGELES
It was a normal day at the NCIS office in LA until a fire started on t him first floor and everyone evacuated the building forgetting the 2 techies that helped the NCIS ops team. Eric Beal a typical young Californian surfer geek and Nell Jones a pixie like young woman with spiky red hair where sitting in the ops room talking, neither of them noticing it had gotten very quiet. All of the sudden they both started coughing and wheezing. Eric opened the ops room door to get some air, but only smoke came bellowing in. Nell was getting to the ground so that the smoke wouldn't bother her lungs so much but then everything went blank. Eric saw Nell pass out and went to grab her purse to get to her cell phone and found not only her phone but an asthma inhaler as well. Eric ran straight for Nell not even thinking about the burning in his lungs. He had to get her out of the building and someplace she could breath he picked Nell up gently and ran for the fire escape on the side of the building with Nell and her inhaler in his arms. He could feel her slow labored breaths up against his chest as he ran. When he got outside the fire department was close so Eric ran faster towards the front of the building.
Hetty, the boss saw them first and ran towards them. "Mr. Beal is she alright!" Hetty asked in a frenzy of panic. Just then Nell's breath started to get steadier as more fresh air came into her lungs. Pretty soon an ambulance came into the courtyard. The paramedic checked all of Nell's vitals and said she was fine but would have to come to the hospital to be observed over night. Eric recognized the driver's voice as he called to the paramedic but couldn't place it, and since he hadn't seen the drivers face he had nothing to wrack his brains for other than a voice so he let it go.
Not knowing that if he had placed that voice a whole lot of trouble might not be happening now.
