AN: I know the last chapter was short, but i wanted the initial rescue to be it's own chapter. A lot more takes places in the rescue than does in the call. I do hope you enjoyed the last chapter and enjoy this chapter!
Pulling up into the long dirt driveway of the house, you could see the fire blazing out of the windows. You could easily see that this was a family's house and that children lived there. There were bikes and baby toys sprawled out on the lawn. The men at station 51 hated having to go on calls involving children. They loved when they saved children and no harm was done, but sometimes this wasn't the case.
Captain Stanley jumped out of the engine just as it slowed to a stop. " Roy , Bellingham, get your gear on and look for people inside! Kelly, Lopez, get an inch and a half!" then he took a deep breathe and grabbed the handi talki. " LA this is engine 51, give me a second assignment at this location"
"10-4 engine 51"
Everyone fled to their duties. They were there to save lives and those lives depended on how fast they moved. Roy knew this and every time there were people inside a burning structure, he feared that he may be too slow.
While fastening the last bit of their gear, Roy and Bellingham ran towards the house.
" I'll take the upstairs!" Roy shouted as he ran in. Bellingham nodded.
On his way up the stairs, he noticed paintings on the walls that seemed to be done by children. They couldn't have been done by anyone older than about 4 or 5.
He turned the corner, and barged into the first room. it was a little girl's room. There was a crib and a toddler bed. There was nothing in there besides a few shirts, onesies, and pants on the floor next to the beds. Neither of the kids were in the room. He started yelling in hopes to find the victims faster.
" HELLO! IS ANYONE UP HERE! "
Hearing no reply, he moves into the next room. It's a boy's room. A little boy. He also didn't have much except for a few clothes on the floor. He only had about two or three shirts and pants. All of them were ripped . As Roy looked in the bed for the child, he heard faint coughing from behind him. He spun around and saw a child, laying in the corner. The boy was dirty, coughing, and seemed to not notice Roy's presence.
'Oh my gosh!' was all Roy could think as he grabbed the child and ran out of the room. The child lay limp in Roy's arms as he frantically ran down the stairs. As he made his way out of the house, he could see his partner taking vitals on the baby and toddler.
The boy was no longer coughing as Roy laid him down. When he looked up from the boy, he could see his partner had stopped taking vitals .
"Roy.. they didn't make it...they were so close to the fire that they took in too much smoke.."
'No .. No they can't be dead.. is he even sure? Let me see for myself!' Roy started checking their vitals . He confirmed that they had infact, died. Now his thoughts had transferred to the boy completely. There was no way that Roy could live knowing that he let this boy die . He just knew that there was still hope.
As he got on the phone with rampart, his partner started the boy on oxygen.
" Rampart, this is Squad 51, how do you read?"
"We read you loud and clear 51" , came the wonderful voice of Dixie McCall.
" Rampart, we have three victims . Victim number one and two are Code-F 's. Victim number three is a male, approximately 3 years old. Smoke inhalation"
" Squad 51, put him on 6 liters oxygen and start an IV D5W TKO. Is the patient conscious?" said Dr Brackett, with concern.
" Negative Rampart,the patient is not conscious. IV D5W TKO and 6 liters oxygen. " Roy looked at Bellingham, and watched as he set up the IV.
"10-4 squad 51 . Bring him in as soon as possible."
" 10-4 rampart. "
Roy hung up the biophone and looked at the children. 2 of them covered in blankets and one covered in dirt. Roy felt the lump in his throat come back. He slowly picked up his HT.
"LA this is squad 51. Can you respond a second ambulance to this location. "
"10-4 squad 51" .
Roy stood up and led the ambulance attendants over towards the victims. He told them they were to get the boy. Roy picked up the drug box and biophone before he made his way to the ambulance. He thought of his own two kids, Chris and Jennifer. He thought about how the boy looked much skinnier than Chris, although chris was about 2 or 3 years older than the boy. He thought about how the boy looked so fragile, just like Jennifer. He was so small...
As he climbed into the ambulance, he saw the other squad that had been called, bring two adults out. Roy assumed that they were the 'd have to find out later...
On the way to the hospital, the boy started to regain consciousness. He was still out of it but he was awake. His eyes were closed and he started moaning.
Roy didn't even think twice about getting on the line with rampart.
"Rampart, this is squad 51. Patient is now regaining consciousness. "
"10-4 squad 51. what's your ETA?"
"ETA is about 2 minutes." Roy said as they turned the corner into the parking lot. He knew that corner by heart now as it was just before the turn to back into the ER entrance.
Putting a soft hang on the boy's shoulder, Roy felt the boy tense up almost immediately. he took his hand away and frowned. " You're gonna be alright. " He told the boy, hoping he could hear Roy.
'I hope..." He thought as they started to back into the ER entrance bay.
