Authors Note: I love this show and I've quickly become a Jake Heather shipper. This is set during the pilot and as the title suggests its Heathers thoughts all the lines in Italics are from the episode.
Disclaimer: Not mine if it was Jake and Emily never would have had a thing and him and Heather would kiss already. I also don't own Ole' McDonald, and the names Tony and Dave are totally made up.
Heather's Thoughts
"We finally found a garage that can fix it. We had to take a detour." I told the principal at the grade school were I teach. 'The kids don't mind the detour.' I thought as I half listened to the group sang Ole' McDonald. "We'll be back in an hour Ms Mache." I added suddenly there was static on the line. "Ms. Mache?" I asked. "Hello?" 'Must be a dead zone.' I thought.
About five minutes later the kids started chattering about a deer that was running along the side of the road. "That's weird, I wonder if it's hurt.' I thought as I stepped to the window to look that's when I saw the reddish orange looking mushroom shaped cloud off to the west. Suddenly the bus crashed.
The pain in my leg told me it was probably broke. I called to the driver Dave, but he wasn't moving at all so I knew he was either unconscious or dead. I hated the decision I made then, but it was the only thing that I could do to protect the kids and get help. I had to send two of the kids for help they needed to get back to town and I couldn't drive the bus.
"Julie, Lucas." I called. "Here." They called and came to stand in front of me. "I need you two to go for help. You'll be fine I promise. I can't do this or I would so I need you two to be brave and do this for me. Can you do that?" I asked. "Yes." They answered as I handed Lucas a flashlight. They headed of the bus. 'God keep them safe and lead them to help.' I thought silently.
Half an hour later they returned with a very handsome rescuer. A good looking guy with dark hair opened the door and immediately checked on the driver. "Is he alive?" I asked and then he turned and looked at me. That's when I saw the blood running down his cheek.
'Our rescuer doesn't look much better than we do.' I thought. "Yeah. You okay?" He asked with gentle blue eyes. "Yeah. I think my leg is broken." I answered. "Can you feel your toes?" He asked. "Yeah." I answered as he shrugged out of his jacket and wrapped it around my leg.
"Don't worry about me. Worry about them." I told him referring to my class. "Is anybody hurt? Huh? Anybody?" He asked the kids his attention immediately switching to them. "Stacie's sick. She can't breath." Tony answered, causing me to become even more worried as our rescuer started hobbling down the aisle.
"What's wrong? What happened?" He asked. "When the bus stopped she was like this." Tony answered and showed our rescuer how Stacie had been sitting.
He was so gently as he spoke calmly to Stacie to get her to show him her neck. "Do you have an ice pack? We gotta keep this swelling down." He told me. "Lucas, the first aid kit is under the seat." I told the young boy as calmly as I could not wanting the children to become any more frightened than they already were.
I could tell the guy was worried even though he tried not to let me and children see it. Stacie quit breathing right after he placed the ice pack on her neck. 'No' my mind rebelled against that thought 'She can't be gone.' Our hero seemed to be confused for the next couple of seconds and the children were in tears as was I.
After a couple of seconds he gathered himself and went into action mode asking if any one had pens. "We have pencils." Brave little Lucas offered. "No. I need a tube something hollow, a straw." Our rescuer said.
"I have a straw." Julie offered. I could tell she was proud to be able to help. I just wish I could help too. All my brave kids ran to Julie when he told them to take their straws to Julie. He had Tony hold Stacie's shoulders while he cut a hole in her thought, he then stuck the makeshift tube he had made from the straws in to the hole he had cut. 'Give him strength and give us back Stacie.' I thought silently. Tense seconds later I let out a deep breath as he sat down in relief after Stacie started breathing again. I couldn't help but look at this handsome man, who had come to our aid and saved Stacie's life, with a sense of pride that I didn't fully understand.
"How'd you learn to do that?" Came curious Lucas's voice. "Military school." Our hero answered. "Were you a solider?" Came the natural question from Lucas causing a breathtaking smile to cross our handsome rescuers face. I couldn't believe it when he answered "No. A screw up." 'No way is he a screw up after all he just did to help us.' I thought.
"Now I'm going to see what I can do to get us out of here." He said to me. "Don't let Stacie get up. Talk to her, explain why it's better for to stay lying down." He gently ordered. "I will." I answered and he left the bus. When he got back on the bus he went and picked up Stacie and laid her down in the seat behind me. "How is she?" I asked already knowing that the answer wasn't good. "We have to get her back." He responded then had Lucas and Tony help him move Dave to the back of the bus.
"Ms Lisinskie, are we going to have school tomorrow?" Julie asked in an innocence that made me feel a little better. "We'll figure it out honey." I answered not sure of anything myself let alone if we were going to have school or not. "I don't know." Julie told me.
Our hero started the bus causing the children to start chattering amongst themselves almost like nothing had happened to them. 'I wish I was that resilient.' I thought. Amongst all their chattering though I could hear Stacie's breathing becoming more and more labored. "Hurry." I told our rescuer.
I could tell he was on the verge of passing out a few minutes later when he asked me "Does this bus have a gas can?" I shook my head no. 'What else can go wrong?' I thought. "The bus. When it stops..." He trailed off. I took a moment to compose myself then I turned towards the kids. "Okay. Kids listen to me when the bus tops again were going to need you to walk back to town and get help okay." I said.
"I don't know where we are." Lucas answered. "You get to the stop sign turn left." The rescuer answered. "Which ways left?" Lucas asked. 'Well that's easy enough to answer.' I thought. "Hold up your hands." I said and when they did I said. "Stick out your thumbs the one that makes and L is left." I showed them.
We finally got back to town and found everyone at the gas station. Our hero opened the door and in true hero fashion said "Help them. Help em'." Then he turned and locked eyes with me. "What's your name?" He asked causing me to realize that we'd never introduced ourselves. "Heather." I answered. "Jake." He told me.
"It's nice to meet you Jake." I answered feeling relieved as most of my kids got of the bus and most of them ran to their parents. "You too." Jake answered. The paramedics then helped me off the bus and away from the handsome Jake who had saved me and the kids.