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A/N: Hey! Thanks to all my reviewers, and you will learn that I am a major Kevin/Lucy fan. Also, sorry if I gave the impression that Kevin was going to be in a car accident. That story got really old to me having read many versions, some good some bad. I have never read a story quite like the one I am writing so I figured If I won't do it, who will?
Chapter 2: The Nightmare Begins
"Oh.my.God," Kevin whispered as he stood in shock of the sight before him. Never had he expected to come home to this.
"Lucy!" he screamed as he climbed the garage apartment stairs two at a time, expecting Lucy to be in their bed. Surprised when he did not find her safely away from the burning house, the words from their phone conversation just hours before rang in her ear.
"You're lucky. I was just leaving to go to the house for the night."
Lucy was in the house with the rest of her family. Fearing for his family's safety, Kevin jerked the phone out of its cradle. As he dialed 911, he dashed down to the ground floor and snatched a rag from a nearby shelf.
"911. What is your emergency?" the operator finally answered after many long, muffled rings.
"My family's house is on fire!" Kevin yelled into the receiver as he cautiously approached the kitchen door. He could now see flames engulfing the usually perfect kitchen. "The address is 185 Conway Drive," Kevin continued hoping the fewer questions the operator had to ask, the more quickly help would arrive.
"Where are you, sir?"
"I just got home!" Kevin ducked as a side kitchen window was blown out, shattering glass everywhere.
"Not getting in that way," he whispered to himself.
"You're not going inside, are you?" the operator replied, overhearing his comment.
"My wife's in that burning inferno!" Kevin yelled, shocked the woman on the other end expected him to just sit and watch his families' lives be threatened. "I'm a cop. My brother's a firefighter. Just hurry!" he continued thrashing the phone behind him. Praying that the fire hadn't spread outside of the kitchen, Kevin dashed around the house to the front door.
~~~
"Mommy!" David's tiny voice traveled down the dark hallway. Unfortunately, his parent's door was closed, so he could not be heard. David carefully approached the doorway of the room he shared with his brother, Sam, and looked out into the deserted hallway. Although no one was there, smoke that had filtered up the stairway now occupied it. David's eyes widened at the sight of flashing lights and sparks at the bottom of the stairs. He only knew and understood one thing about the situation before him: it wasn't good.
"Sam! Wake up!" David coughed as he vigorously shook his brother's arm.
"What," Sam finally answered sounding groggy.
"I can't find mommy or daddy. The hallway is too dark and it smells bad," the little four-year-old replied.
" What is that?" Sam choked out after finally smelling the smoke lingering in the room.
"I don't know. Let's just find mommy." David again cautiously crept towards the doorway, this time followed by his brother.
"I can't see anything!" Sam said as he peeked into the foggy hallway. "Come on." Sam led his brother towards the stairs away from the kitchen. The two thought the farther away from the smoke and bright lights they were, the safer they would be. David was first, sliding down the bumpy, carpeted stairs to the front walkway. Sam soon followed him and landed at the bottom with a soft thud. Hand in hand, the two brothers opened the front door and retreated towards the garage apartment searching for help.
~~~
"Lucy, wake up!" Ruthie awakened her sister.
"What's wro." Lucy stopped as smoke filled her lungs. "What's going on?" she mumbled.
"There's a fire somewhere in the house. We need to get out of here!" Ruthie replied.
Coughing, the sisters stumbled down the attic steps only to find more and thicker smoke. Ruthie would have screamed at the sight she saw if she hadn't been choking on smoke. The fire had apparently spread from the kitchen, up the stairs, and into the hallway.
Lucy heard Kevin call her name from somewhere near her, but she could not see. Hoping to find a wall or something in front of her to guide her and her sister to safety, Lucy reached out her left hand. Suddenly, a spark like a lightning bolt blasted from the fire nearest her, grabbing Lucy's hand in the process.
A/N: Man I love cliffhangers. It feels so good because every writer always did it to me, so now I can do it! Yeah! Anyways, again, I hope you liked and please review. Thanks to my pal, BebopQueen, for posting this for me. Her Harry Potter fic is really good if you're interested in that type of thing. I will update as often as I can. School just started up, but I will write whenever I have time, at the very least once a week, so don't give up on me! But I have also learned how writers feel when they get reviews. It makes me want to write faster to make you guys happy, so more reviews.quicker updates!
A/N: Hey! Thanks to all my reviewers, and you will learn that I am a major Kevin/Lucy fan. Also, sorry if I gave the impression that Kevin was going to be in a car accident. That story got really old to me having read many versions, some good some bad. I have never read a story quite like the one I am writing so I figured If I won't do it, who will?
Chapter 2: The Nightmare Begins
"Oh.my.God," Kevin whispered as he stood in shock of the sight before him. Never had he expected to come home to this.
"Lucy!" he screamed as he climbed the garage apartment stairs two at a time, expecting Lucy to be in their bed. Surprised when he did not find her safely away from the burning house, the words from their phone conversation just hours before rang in her ear.
"You're lucky. I was just leaving to go to the house for the night."
Lucy was in the house with the rest of her family. Fearing for his family's safety, Kevin jerked the phone out of its cradle. As he dialed 911, he dashed down to the ground floor and snatched a rag from a nearby shelf.
"911. What is your emergency?" the operator finally answered after many long, muffled rings.
"My family's house is on fire!" Kevin yelled into the receiver as he cautiously approached the kitchen door. He could now see flames engulfing the usually perfect kitchen. "The address is 185 Conway Drive," Kevin continued hoping the fewer questions the operator had to ask, the more quickly help would arrive.
"Where are you, sir?"
"I just got home!" Kevin ducked as a side kitchen window was blown out, shattering glass everywhere.
"Not getting in that way," he whispered to himself.
"You're not going inside, are you?" the operator replied, overhearing his comment.
"My wife's in that burning inferno!" Kevin yelled, shocked the woman on the other end expected him to just sit and watch his families' lives be threatened. "I'm a cop. My brother's a firefighter. Just hurry!" he continued thrashing the phone behind him. Praying that the fire hadn't spread outside of the kitchen, Kevin dashed around the house to the front door.
~~~
"Mommy!" David's tiny voice traveled down the dark hallway. Unfortunately, his parent's door was closed, so he could not be heard. David carefully approached the doorway of the room he shared with his brother, Sam, and looked out into the deserted hallway. Although no one was there, smoke that had filtered up the stairway now occupied it. David's eyes widened at the sight of flashing lights and sparks at the bottom of the stairs. He only knew and understood one thing about the situation before him: it wasn't good.
"Sam! Wake up!" David coughed as he vigorously shook his brother's arm.
"What," Sam finally answered sounding groggy.
"I can't find mommy or daddy. The hallway is too dark and it smells bad," the little four-year-old replied.
" What is that?" Sam choked out after finally smelling the smoke lingering in the room.
"I don't know. Let's just find mommy." David again cautiously crept towards the doorway, this time followed by his brother.
"I can't see anything!" Sam said as he peeked into the foggy hallway. "Come on." Sam led his brother towards the stairs away from the kitchen. The two thought the farther away from the smoke and bright lights they were, the safer they would be. David was first, sliding down the bumpy, carpeted stairs to the front walkway. Sam soon followed him and landed at the bottom with a soft thud. Hand in hand, the two brothers opened the front door and retreated towards the garage apartment searching for help.
~~~
"Lucy, wake up!" Ruthie awakened her sister.
"What's wro." Lucy stopped as smoke filled her lungs. "What's going on?" she mumbled.
"There's a fire somewhere in the house. We need to get out of here!" Ruthie replied.
Coughing, the sisters stumbled down the attic steps only to find more and thicker smoke. Ruthie would have screamed at the sight she saw if she hadn't been choking on smoke. The fire had apparently spread from the kitchen, up the stairs, and into the hallway.
Lucy heard Kevin call her name from somewhere near her, but she could not see. Hoping to find a wall or something in front of her to guide her and her sister to safety, Lucy reached out her left hand. Suddenly, a spark like a lightning bolt blasted from the fire nearest her, grabbing Lucy's hand in the process.
A/N: Man I love cliffhangers. It feels so good because every writer always did it to me, so now I can do it! Yeah! Anyways, again, I hope you liked and please review. Thanks to my pal, BebopQueen, for posting this for me. Her Harry Potter fic is really good if you're interested in that type of thing. I will update as often as I can. School just started up, but I will write whenever I have time, at the very least once a week, so don't give up on me! But I have also learned how writers feel when they get reviews. It makes me want to write faster to make you guys happy, so more reviews.quicker updates!