Matt started to pace. He was running his hand through his short blonde hair and was slowly beginning to realize how panicked he was feeling. He was stuck in a small room, that seemed to have one door, other than the one they came through, that was locked. They where trapped and he did not like the thought of that. Above the door there was a little glass panel, Matt had a light bulb moment and suddenly felt a wave of power course through his body. Walking over to a table, ignoring Gabby's question of what he was doing, he pushed it towards the door and climbed on top.

The floor was covered in a white rolling substance that created an eerie looking fog across the area that he could see. Matt was no chemist but he knew that an industrial factory like this one would not be storing dry ice - the only other chemical compound he could think of that would create this illusion of a ground hugging mist.

Resting his head against the window frame he tried to force the panic that was clouding his mind to the side so he could think clearly. That second, the chemical compound 'sulfuric acid' came into his head and he stopped dead. That panic he was feeling slowly had started to make his mind race, to make him think of thoughts he didn't want to see, and the fact that they where all possible of coming true terrified him.

"Matt, what is it?" Gabby called from his feet making him look down at her. He could see the terror in her eyes, but he could also see the strength she was showing that she thought was hiding the fact that she was scared from him.

Matt climbed down off the table and walked over to her, his arms outstretched. She walked into them and instantly buried her face into his chest. "Nothings happening." he said quietly on instinct, without thinking, and instantly regretted it.

"Don't you lie to me Matt!" she cried angrily as she pushed him away. Her emotions of panic and fear now getting the best of her. She was scared and he knew that - the thing was, there was nothing he could do. Gabby turned and looked at him, tears now streaming down her face. "Please tell me what's happening." she whispered, it was like she had known that she had acted in the wrong way and now she was trying to act like the first responder she really was.

Walking back over to her, Matt put both his hands on her shoulders and she looked up to him. He took a deep breath before he started; "I don't know how it happened but what my guess is that over in the waste disposal shoot, the left over aluminium that they use for whatever they make here came in contact with the sulphuric acid they where storing, it wasn't on the record paper but its the only thing I can think of right now that would cause this - that was the first explosion we heard, okay?" He stopped to make sure she understood. Gabby nodded before he carried on. "What I think happened was that the explosion caused one of the large containers to rupture and now the acid is leaking out onto the floor. That stuff is poisonous, so if the workers couldn't find shelter-"

"Are we safe in here?" she asked, her normal confident self now reinstated. She had this look in her eyes, the one she got when they where on a bad call the he loved to see. It was like every single cell in her body was on fire - she was glowing with fear and anticipation.

Matt let go of her and headed for the door that he had previously tried and found that it was locked. "We're safe for now in here but if the acid reaches this part of the warehouse, that is when I have a prob-"

"Matt!" Gabby called making him look round. He followed her gaze until he found what she was looking at. Underneath the door, the same misty cloud was beginning to roll through and into the room.

"I need something to block the bottom!" Matt shouted making her react instantly.

They both began searching the cupboards and the lockers that where situated in the room until Gabby called out that she had found something. She came bounding over to him, a roll of red packing tape in her hand - it was moments like this when he knew he had fallen in love with the right girl. Hurrying over to the door, Matt and Gabby both got on their knees and desperately tried to cover the gap between the floor and the bottom of the door. After a few layers of tape, they had finally been able to block out the chemical that was entering their safe space.

A little while after the drama had happened, Gabby was sitting silently at one of the unmoved tables. Matt looked up from his hands and read her posture. Her shoulders where slouched forward and her arms crossed on the table. He knew she was scared (so was he) but the fact that they where stuck in here until the sound of sirens became audible, there was nowhere for them to go. He walked over and took a seat next to her, sliding his arm over her shoulders to try and calm her but he couldn't help but see how venerable she looked. Gabby had been pushed into an unfamiliar environment that she wasn't ready for. None of them where ready for it, but at least Matt had more of an idea of how to react in a situation like this. Gabby was great at her job, she was the best paramedic in the city and everybody knew that, but when it came to the firefighting side - he knew she was scared. "Hey, look at me." he said quietly to get her attention. She looked round at him and gave a little smile. "I know you're scared, because I am too, but just remember that we're here - together."

Gabby reached forwards and wrapped her arms around his neck, before resting her chin on his shoulder and letting her head lean against his. "I'm glad that you're not in here alone." she started, her voice so quiet Matt had to concentrate to hear her. "I was just thinking about how Louie would feel if he lost us. I mean he's already gone through it - it would break him for good if he had to again!" she pulled back so she could see him. "We can't do that to him Matt."

"And we won't, I promise you that we will be going home."

"You can't say that." She replied, sounding like she was about to say something else but didn't.

"Don't you trust me?" he asked with a little smile, he knew she would smile back.

"I trust you."

Suddenly, the door that was locked in the corner or the room began to pound. Both Matt and Gabby stood up from their seats and looked at the door in both shock and confusion. Through the frosted glass, the figure of an overweight man was using all of his weight to get through. Just as Matt started to move cautiously towards it, him signaling for Gabby to stay back, the door swung open and with a mix of thick black smoke and the coughing of the man, the room felt eerie once more.

Hurrying over to closet the door so no more of the toxic smoke could enter the room, it was made clear that the man was holding something. As the smoke began to dissipate, Matt and Gabby both saw what the man was holding and it was at that moment they could feel their hearts enter their mouths.

In the hands of Mac, who was now able to control his coughing fit, he lifted the gun in his hands and pointed it at both Matt and Gabby in turn. "Which on of you started the fire?!" he demanded.

Now Gabby was realizing why her sensors where going off so bad when she first met him. She could tell that he was more than what he had said he was, she had never felt so terrified in her life.

Mac turned and slowly started walking towards Gabby, the shotgun he was holding out in front of him the height of her chest - his eyes cold filled with fury and panic. His voice rose to an uncontrollable level of anger as he pressed the barrel of the gun between her two breasts - she knew that that was the place he would choose. Just before Matt was about to speak, Mac roared: "I said, which one of you started the god damned fire?!"