Author Note: WOW I was so shocked with the reviews I got, thank you so much. I really don't know what to say, I do hope you like this chapter just as much, I'll try to write faster but that writer's block is chasing me and man I'm starting to weaken. Thanks your reviews help me fight it, THANKS A TON!!!!

Special Thanks; Bee thanks again for always letting me bug about you about the story and just continuing on about it. Boscogirl thanks for listening me and my stumpy rants, and Debbie thanks just for being so nice, and to anybody else THANKS AGAIN!


Chapter 5-Storm Rages On

"1,2,3" With a grunt Faith used all the strength that she had in her legs and arms and pushed the stuff off that laid on top of her. The dust scattered again as the rubble fell onto other fallen wood and broken material. Breathing heavily Faith got up but didn't get far for she fell back on the ground pain ripping through her. Letting out a yelp as she fell to the floor.

"You okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine."

It surprised her, for the most part her partner would have ran over trying to help her up but he didn't move a muscle or she didn't even hear him move towards her. She tried to stop the amount of fear beginning to grow and why she didn't hear him at all but his heavy breathing.

Getting up very easily she began to move around feeling for the flashlight hoping that she would find it unharmed with no damage done and to find it working properly, so she could see her partner clear as day.

"Please, let me find it, please." she spoke these words to herself.

She felt something sharp and she brought it to her mouth. Faith knew it was bad and the human mouth being the worse place for all the germs and bacteria but it was almost instinct to put a wound and almost kiss it better. After the pain numbed a bit she continued to search being a little bit more careful and with her hope declining of ever finding the flashlight she felt it.

"Yes."

Feeling for the button she gave a slight prayer as she pressed it and with great glee it snapped on almost blinding her.

"Bosco,.....I can't see you, where are you?"

Her light flashed everywhere but she didn't see him at all and turning each way she looked for him but he just wasn't there.

"Over here." His hand wiggled his voice horse as he tried to get her attention.

Then as the light shinned down she saw his dusty finger wiggling back and forth. She realized why he had hesitated he was under a pile of rubble and god knows what damage was done when he had fallen.

Being careful she made her way towards him, watching every step in order not to hurt her foot in the process and to not to fall into another little gap in the wreckage.

When she felt some of it creeping she quickly stepped towards him and grabbed his hand sticking out of the little hole.

"Don't worry Bosco I'm going to get you out of there."

In return she got a grip from his hand.

(Sonya)

The world had sounded like it was ending right then and there as everything was being thrown about. The screams soon subsided as the twister moved on. Sonya blew some hair out of her eyes and looked around.

"Everybody okay?"

She saw some people nodding and from the look of things everybody was okay and nobody was hurt too greatly.

"Okay then."

From her sitting position on the floor she gets up and begins moving towards the door where visible damage has been done to the city with wires down and fires breaking out everywhere.

"Lady, where you going?"

"I think I'm not needed here and everybody is okay."

"No we should sit here and wait for emergency to get to us."

"You're absolutely right,....for yourself and the other people here, but for me, I didn't come all this way and sit here when I'm needed," opening the door "if I find an emergency worker I'll be sure to tell you kind people are here." She smiled and then after that left.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

(Firehouse)

After a few minutes of complete silence people started to wake up trying to figure out what had happened.

"What the hell hit us?"

Jimmy stood up and with just enough light he could see how the boat had just practically parked itself in their station.

Carlos stood up and let out a low whistle. If he had been an inch closer or just had watched it come and hit them, he would have been under the thing.

"I would have to say a big ass sailboat."

"Everybody okay, nobody hurt?"

Jimmy Doherty walked over to where they kept the flashlights picked a couple and handed them off to a couple of the other firefighters.

"Hey give me one."

Carlos walked over with hand open but Jimmy shined the light in his face that made him abruptly stopped closing his eyes in protest to the shine of the light.

"No, see we need these and you just might break the only ones we got."

"I'll pretend I never asked."

"You do that."

Jimmy with a couple of other firefighters continued to wake people up and see how everybody was. Nobody was hurt too bad only stunned. Then Jimmy noticed who was missing.

"Walsh, Walsh where are you?"

Everybody began to look around at the debris and question in Jimmy's voice but nobody could find him and then Alex remembered where he was.

"Upstairs."

They pointed their flashlights at the stairs but the boat cut them off.

"Dammit nothing can be easy can it?"

Jimmy then walked to the window and opened it.

"Here, this leads right to the rooms up above."

Alex, who was standing next to him, took his flashlight and he got something to stand under him and in no time he was out the window grabbing on the gutter and part of what made the window and climbing up to the next roof. The rain poured, making him shake his head to get the water out of his eyes.

He came up to the window and tried to peek in but being guys the windows weren't to clear enough to look in so he pounded on it.

Seeing movement he saw Walsh come to the window and open it.

"Christ Jimmy I could of sworn that you were a monkey in another life."

"Hah very funny help me before this monkey falls."

Walsh grabbed the back of Jimmy and pulled him in the slinkiness caused Jimmy to not be able to get a good grip and so there he was wiggling inside half of him hanging out and half of him inside but with enough pulling and tugging he was inside.

"My hero." Walsh batted his eyes.

Both men stood up and that's when Jimmy noticed Walsh in his boxers, Jimmy looked down and gave him a grin.

"Hey I was about to take a shower and then this huge tremor knocked me off my feet you think I was going to go into the shower after something like that?"

Walsh then walked to the bed that had his stuff and then put it back on.

"So how we getting out of here?"

Jimmy shrugged.

"Same way I guess."

Looking over at the window he looked back and then at Jimmy.

"Nothing is ever easy with you is it?"

Shaking his head he added a 'nope' and a grin to match it.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

(Sonya)

As Sonya walked here and there, helping people along the way, she wondered if she was actually making more of a hassle then giving help, that was until she walked down a street.

So far she had been looking for any survivors, any cries of help, or just hoping she was walking towards where people were gathering then she heard something.

Running towards what she thought was rushing water she didn't stop till she came to a bridge that had collapsed. A bus parked right in the middle of it.

From were she stood it had collapsed but it was small enough that the water could and was rushing everywhere making the people inside trapped.

Screams could be heard hands smacking on the windows pleading for some kind of help. But the only problem Sonya couldn't do it alone.

"Don't' worry I'm going to go and get help."

(55-Charlie)

It was there and then it wasn't. People were screaming holding their loved ones and hanging on for dear life and the next the twister was gone.

"Davis you okay?"

"Yeah, you?"

"Peachy."

They jumped down from the cement block and looked up asking other frightened folks who where still propped up against the bridge seeing if they would be okay. Sullivan turned around to ask another person when Davis tapped him on the shoulder.

"Sul?"

"Yeah?"

"The only thing is not okay is the squad car."

Sullivan turned to see Davis looking at the other side of the tunnel, where the car was, were it had been picked up and thrown. It was flipped over and smashed beyond recognition.

"Crap."

"How are we going to get back to the Precinct, Sul?"

That is when a woman came running up to them.

"You boys made it I see."

They looked away from their once squad car and to see Sonya standing in front of them.

"You to." replied Davis.

"Of course, but no time to chit chat men, I need your help well some people uh need your help there trapped come with me."


As they were walking down the street towards the destination only Sonya knew Sully spoke up.

"Look Sonya I...."

"Oh don't play the guilt game here, come on, I wish I was wrong and that this stupid thing had never even touched the ground but it did and that is what we need to focus on now, no reason to play the I told you so, deal?"

She turned to look at Sully.

"Yes."

"That's what I thought." She gave a small smile and then continued on walking.


It didn't take them long and they had arrived. Davis just shook his head looking at the scene before him.

"Sully we can't handle this alone."

"Yes we can."

"Sully...."

Davis held his partner's arm as he placed one foot on the fallen bridge and just that little bit of weight from the officer's foot shifted the weight and began to make it fall further into the ragging water. Sully lost his footing but quickly recovered with Davis also bringing him back.

"Your right we have to get the firefighters and EMS in here this is too big for us."

"Sul how are we going to get them here, our radios don't work and we have no wheels."

Sonya coughed to get their attention.

"I'm sure I can get some for you."

Both looked at each other and back at her.

"What do you have in mind?"

"Step out of the car sir, Police Business."

"I have to get to work."

"Okay I don't think so. You're not a fan of the weather channel I can see. Well believe me you don't have to go today and judging by the looks of it you need some time off, don't worry we will return it in pristine order.

"But how do you find me?"

Sully got into the drivers side while Davis got into the passenger, Sonya opening the back seat door. Before the two could answer the man's question about to contact him Sonya beat them to the punch.

"Geeze you act like you never been pulled over before, registration duh."

"But...."

They took off and all the man could do was stand there trying to reply what just had happened to him and his car.

(55-David)

"Hold on, I'm coming, well have you out in no time, it's okay."

Faith heaved and threw anything she could pick up off her partner's body.

When she got the last board off of him she could see he looked surprisingly okay. Although on the side of his head a gash was producing blood making it run down freely down his face other then that he looked as though it was normal to fall down into a basement.

"How do you feel?"

"Like I had fallen into a basement."

"Bosco, I swear you have the luck of the Irish, never seen anything like it."

Putting her hand down Bosco weakly grabbed her hand and shifted his weight to her own and helped him up. He staggered and knowing he was probably a bit light headed she made him lean his weight on to her and she helped him walk.

"I don't believe in luck remember, and I'm sure is hell no leprechaun."

"I know, speaking like a Italian man."

"Damn straight."

Faith maneuvered Bosco over towards the wall and leaned him on it.

"You going to be okay, I'm just going to check to see how to get out of this mess."

Bosco waved her off as he nodded but then stopped realizing that was causing his head to hurt even worse from the movement.

He watched as partner cautiously made her way towards what looked like a door. When he watched her another wave of nausea hit him and feeling his legs get numb and heavy he let his back slide downwards slowly coming off his feet. He wondered why he didn't feel so good as he blacked out.


Faith looked around the basement for the door that would lead him out of the room and upstairs. She saw the door and was almost dancing inside. Opening the old ragged door she flashed the little light that she had up the stairs and her hopes were dashed when she noticed the few stairs leading up were rotten away and some even broken.

"No wonder nobody even comes here to squat, it's a freaking death trap all over," sighing "just great." Carefully she made her way back towards Bosco.

"Looks like we have to...." Her words trailed off when she noticed Bosco was slumped over on the ground.

"Bosco?" Quickly moving she got closer and with instinct checked for his pulse. It was very steady. With in inward sigh with relief she than took of her jacket and placed it under his head. Even though he was breathing regularly or what she hoped was regularly she began to wonder why he passed out, it was never a good sign, it had to mean something was wrong.

Looking up she wondered how the hell anybody was going to find them.

(Yokas Apartment)

The kids had been scared but Fred made sure the kids were not in harms way. The tornado that had struck the city didn't even come close to where they lived. Yet as he looked out at the window and watched as a squad car flew by he wondered if his wife was safe. He prayed so hard that she was okay that her partner was watching her back and that they both stayed safe.

"Come on Faith," looking down at his watch he let out a sigh "you only got this amount of time before I go searching for you and by God let me find you in one piece." His terrified mind was almost at ease when Emily walked in.

"Dad?"

Turning around he looked.

"Yeah?"

"Charlie, and I, I thought that maybe you wanted to play a board game to pass the time take Charlie's mind off of the tornado?"

Emily was so frightened for her mother even for Bosco and what would happen but she thought the best thing was to get their mind off of this and onto something that could share some light while they waited and hoped.

"Sure."

She smiled and daughter and father walked into the room of his children.

(NSSL)

Adam sat in his chair leaning on one of his left hand the other on the desk. Intently watching the TV he could not keep his eyes off it even though his mind screamed to pull always and stop this horrible truth.

"Oh my God."

"Well you stop saying that."

He wasn't sure why he snapped at one of his colleges that he normally was friendly with. Seeing the hurt cross the features of his friend, instead of saying sorry he ignored it and continued to watch the screen.

"Hey flip to MSNBC see what they're saying."

The one holding the remote did so and they could see the funnel clearly as though it was destroying stuff in front of them right then and there live.

"We cut into regular broadcasting to bring you this, I really don't know what to say but this picture says it all."

"You know they pay him a fortune he should be able to know what to say."

"Ron shut up."

Everybody watched as the cameraman focused on the funnel then out of know where a little blur behind the reporter was growing bigger by the second. They couldn't even grasp what happened. Watching live they would watch as the reporter get lifted off his feet and the camera dropping and hearing the faint of a door and feet.

Having enough Adam grabbed his coat.

"Where are you going?"

"Where do you think? I can't stand here watching this knowing Sonya is near some where amongst all that," putting on the coat. "I'm going and nothing can stop me."

Adam turned and walked out as his friend called out to him.

"Be careful man."

TBC....