I know I said I wouldn't post anything… but since I've been around for years now I thought it was time to try it out. So here it is, my first (posted) fanfic. It may be really confusing and just… weird!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Third Watch characters.

Timeline: After Jimmy proposing, before Jimmy leaving and Kim finding out she's pregnant.

Chapter one

Kim and Carlos hadn't got a call in about an hour now… The calls helped Kim take her mind off the whole Jimmy-situation but just driving around the city without anything to do made it hard not to go over things in her head… over and over again.

Her and Jimmy were finding their way back to each other and Joey was thrilled, but it had happened before. And just as fast as they had grown close Jimmy had suddenly messed up, shattering her heart and trust in seconds.

He's older now… a better man… He said it himself and so did I. He won't hurt me again, will he?...What if he hurts Joey again?

She played with the ring on her finger.

He's proved to me that I can trust him hasn't he? And he loves me… I know he does! This is what I want… right?

She sighed as she realized that all she did was confuse herself more… But if she couldn't even figure out whether or not she trusted herself to trust him, was this marriage thing a good idea?

"Kim? I'm talking to you!" Carlos' annoyed voice suddenly broke through her troubled thoughts and she confused looked at him.

"What?"

"Here I am trying to talk to you and you're like 200 miles away, what's up with you? If you don't want to talk to me just say so… don't ignore me like that!"

"Carlos I… I'm, whatever…" She looked out the window. She could feel Carlos' eyes staring at her almost burning wholes in her neck. She turned towards him again.

"What was it you wanted to talk to me about?" Maybe Carlos' stupid thoughts could take her mind off of Jimmy?

"We're stopping at the bank… I need to get some of Kylie's adoption papers."

Kim frowned. "That's what you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Yeah, just wanted to let you know we're making a stop"

Kim shook her head. Here she thought she had managed to miss something deep and important...

OOOOOOOOOO

"Carlos… we're actually working, if we get a call-"

"Then we'll return to the bus and take the call… c'mon Kim I need to get these papers! Now please push the button for the elevator for me."

"What bank is in the basement anyways?" said Kim as she pushed the button. "Will our radio's work down there?"

"They're moving… between offices ore something, I don't know"

"So the only way down there is by these elevators? That's not very smart…"

"No, there are stairs as well on the other side of the building… why am I answering this anyway?" Carlos didn't care about the reason his bank had for being in the basement. He wanted his papers and that was it.

The elevator doors opened and Carlos and Kim as well as another man in a suit that had joined them stepped in.

Kim glanced at the man in the suit. He looked to be about her and Jimmy's age. She wondered if he had a wife and a kid… She thought about the risks he put himself through everyday… probably not that many. Did his wife watch him propel down buildings in that suit? Nope. Did his child worry about never seeing his or her daddy again when he went to work? No.

"We're getting off now!" said Carlos standing ready by the doors when the elevator stopped.

"You don't say?" smiled Kim. Carlos rolled his eyes.

The man in the suit stepped out and immediately turned to an "employees only" door and used his key card to open it. He disappeared.

The queues stretched almost all the way through the bank over to the elevators. Carlos sighed. This was going to take a while.

He placed himself at the end of the second queue. Kim joined Carlos in line. She took a look around the bank. In front of them stood a mother with a baby on one arm and a little boy, 4 or 5 years old maybe, in the other hand. The boy was complaining about standing there… he seemed anxious to get out of there.

Kim smiled to herself, the poor kid would be there for a while unless the 20- some people in front of him and his mother suddenly decided to leave.

Carlos sighed loudly and shifted back and forth… he looked quite similar to the young boy in front of them. The line next to them was just as long as their own. There were only two clerks working at the bank today, a mistake clearly.

"They know it's a bank holiday tomorrow, they have to! I mean they're working in a bank aren't they! What jackass decided to call in sick the day before a bank holiday… when half the city's here!" Carlos whined.

Kim ignored him. In the other queue next to them stood a blond young man. He smiled at her.

"What a little sunshine you got there!"

She smiled, immediately noticing his British accent.

She turned to Carlos. "See, people think you're grumpy!"

Slowly, the queue got shorter. But not fast enough for the little boy in front of them.

"Mom, can we go?" He asked tugging at her hand, letting himself fall back and forth, leaving his mom keeping his weight up with her hand, balancing the little baby on the other arm.

"Jonathan stop it, stand still!"

He twirled and stomped… he played with the hem of his shirt, trying desperately to enjoy himself in any way.

Kim was starting to feel like a bored kid herself and looked around the bank once more. She looked towards the benches in the back expecting an old man sleeping or something. Instead the 3 wooden benches in the back were filled with teens.

Mostly girls, were sitting almost on top of each other… talking, giggling and playing. On the floor in front of them sat a young woman, maybe 20 years old. She was wearing a blue t-shirt that on her back said 'Staff'. She smiled at the teenagers and said something to them that made them all laugh. Kim couldn't hear what it was.

An old lady was finished at the front of the queue and made her way back to the elevators. She was about to step into the elevator when a bunch of papers slipped through her hands and landed in a mess on the floor.

Kim walked over bending down to help the old lady collect the papers. A few of the teens came over and quickly started to gather the spread out documents as well.

"Thank you!" The old woman was very thankful since her old back kept her from bending down. Papers together again she stepped into the elevator.

As the doors closed Kim turned to the teenagers.

"Nice of you to help out!"

One of the girls nodded and was about to say something when suddenly the whole building shook. Dust from the ceiling rained down like snow and the word earthquake popped up in Kim's shocked and confused mind.

Someone screamed and with a loud crack the ceiling came crashing down.

Kim threw herself down on the floor and took the girls with her.

The blocks of cement came down all around them dividing the big room into two. Carlos and most of the people queuing ended up on one side of the blocks and Kim, teens and waiting people on the other side. Kim heard the mother cry out for her little boy, she heard screams of fear and pain and then, nothing. Complete silence seemed to consume the whole room.

Kim lay completely still almost afraid to move on the floor. She could feel the dust from the ceiling in her eyes, making them itch. She was on her stomach with on arm covering the back of her head and the other arm stretched out, resting on the back of one of the teens.

The room stayed in complete silence. She slowly moved a few toes… and then tried a few fingers. They all seemed to work fine.

Coughing lightly she slowly sat up looking around the room. Trying her neck she looked up discovering that the inner ceiling was what had crashed down around them. The cement that was the floor on the ground floor was cracked but still intact above them.

How the hell had this just happened?

All around her people were slowly trying to move toes and fingers, most of them finding everything to be in order… at least on her side of the big cement blocks dividing the room. The other side she couldn't even see. A big wall of debris had in a few seconds, that felt like hours, settled itself between her and Carlos.

She herself had a minor cut on her left upper arm but that was it. As people found the ability to move they also discovered their ability to talk again and suddenly the room was filled with cries and calls for family members and friends. Kim realized that many of the people around her had family or friends on the other side.

"Carlos!" She called. No answer… for all she knew, everyone on that side could have been crushed.

She walked around the room lifting small blocks and debris off of people helping out the best way she could.

She saw many of the teens slowly making their way back to the benches staring at something. Kim frowned and walked over to them. She followed their gazes and her eyes landed on the young woman with the staff t-shirt. On her knees the young brunette slowly crawled over to the blocks. She put a hand on one of the blocks and sat there completely still for what seemed like an eternity.

"Susanne?" One of the girls called.

"Han var här… alldeles nyss" cried the young woman suddenly. Kim couldn't understand what she said. She turned to the girl who had called out for the young woman.

"Swedish," She said looking at Kim.

"What's she saying?" asked Kim looking at the woman again.

"She wants to know where he is…" the girl stated.

"Who?"

"James"

So that was the first chapter. If you want me to continue let me know! Any bad spelling or weird grammar? let me know as well… I would love to be a native speaker but that's not the case (I just got another email from a girl from… Florida somewhere I think wondering if we really don't have penguins walking around in Sweden, and we really, really don't)