Faith sat in the waiting room, a cup of steaming coffee in her hands. Lt. Swersky had stopped by along with many members of the Precinct. Now she sat alone, it was dark. She had closed the blinds, although she wasn't sure why. The shooting had been running non stop in her head, the sudden shots, the body of Bosco falling, the fear of losing her partner fresh in her veins, the helplessness of not being able to help him. She sipped her coffee and closed her eyes. Alex and Doc had told her that everything was looking good; most of the shots had hit his vest, except for the one stray bullet. It had flown at an awkward angle and pierced his right shoulder.

'There you are, Faith.' Procter said as she came into the room, 'Bosco's awake and asking for you.'

'Thanks,' Faith mumbled standing up to follow her. As she emerged into normal hospital light she noticed that some police officers were still there, along with some detectives. They all looked up as they saw Faith go by; she turned and walked into Bosco's room. Mary shut the door and left.

Faith looked at her partner, he was clearly half awake. His eyes were dropping, and he looked worn out. Faith came up beside him and sat down,

'How you doin' Bos?' She asked him quietly

'I'm okay,' he replied softly

'That's good, how long you gonna be out?'

'Doctor said maybe a month; my arm is completely useless right now,' He said looking down at the limp arm at his side.

'Don't worry about it, it'll feel better tomorrow,'

'I'm gonna be too drugged to feel anything,' Faith could tell that not being at work for a month was tearing Bosco up inside. She knew that he was edging to get those guys who had shot him, frankly, she was too.

He and Faith talked for a long time, until Bosco finally gave into the drugs and fell asleep. Quietly, Faith back out of the room and back out into the hall. A detective was right behind her and startled her when she turned around.

'Sorry,' He mumbled to her, she nodded, 'I need to ask you some questions about what happened to you. If you would follow me, please.' Then he led her to another room

Faith sat down, the detective opposite her,

'Faith, my name is Detective. Darius Tsarr, I'm just going to ask you some questions and all I need is what you remember.'

'Alright,'

'Where were you when Officer Boscorelli went inside?'

'I was…outside, Bosco had told me to stay there,'

'Why did he do that?'

'I assume he thought it was a false alarm, he was doing a sweep of the area.'

'What do you remember after that?'

'Nothing, I heard the shots and then some footsteps, I was a little more concerned with my partners well being at the time.'

'So you didn't actually see anything?'

'No.'

'Thank you for your time, I hope your partner gets better.' Then Faith got up and left. She felt a little uneasy when she walked back out, but she did notice that neither Sully nor Ty were there.

Sully stepped back once he saw a sudden burst of flame sprout from the fire escape. He jumped right into Ty Davis and the two of them were flattened against their car. Kim looked up from Carlos' text book and stared, mouth hanging open. Carlos stood up and gazed at the fire.

'What the heck was that?' Sully called out to the paramedic's

'Does Lieu know or Jimmy?' Kim asked ignoring Sully's question

'Probably not, it looks like they can't tell what is happening up there. Last I heard, they were all still stuck on the ground floor,' Carlos replied being unable to take his eyes away from the fire escape.

Smoke was not coming out; on the other hand, the door was just on fire. The bright orange flames danced, curled and started crackling in the sky. The cool air was not enough to cease them. It was twice as unfortunate, that neither Jimmy nor Lt. Johnson had noticed the fire raging on above them.

'I can't get this fire out.' Jimmy cried desperately blasting the stairs with his extinguisher. The other firemen were having just as much bad luck with it as he was. The gasoline was ceaselessly fuelling the fire to no end. Every time they made a break, it flared up again.

'This is starting to seem impossible,' Gerardo complained as he coughed a little through the mask.

'I wonder what is going on up there,' Jimmy said quietly to himself before calling out an order, 'On the count of three, we all spray at once, aim at the bottom stair. Got it?' The others nodded as Jimmy started to count, 'One……Two…..'

'Billy? Can you hear me? Wake up man, your starting to scare me.' D.K. called to him as he regained his focus. He struggled to remain awake as he felt a fresh stream of blood course down by his right eye. Billy Walsh was lying across his feet, and he tried to poke him. The fire still blazed on around him, and he could feel numbness through his head.

'Billy? You got to wake up, I can't move with you on me.' Still silence, sighing, he lied back down and thought. It was hard to move, let alone concentrate. He didn't know how long he sat there, he was too tired. Struggling to get up again he noticed what he hit his head on. A computer had fallen of the table during the fire and had a dent in it. D.K. cursed slightly before rolling Billy away from him with all his remaining strength. Being able to finally wiggle his feet he too rolled over. He pulled himself towards his fallen comrade and felt his pulse. Billy was breathing fine, D.K. sighed again, but this time in relief. He pulled himself upwards using the side of a cubicle for support and studied his surroundings, through blurred eyes.

He felt a fresh breeze and an open door. He leaned down and grabbed Billy, under his arms and began to pull him towards the door. It was difficult. The fire had placed a desk in his path. Pushing it to one side he began to pull him again. His arms were losing feeling, but he couldn't leave him here.

He finally made it to the door and sat on the fire escape with Billy safely beside him.

'Help! Sully, Ty, anyone,' He cried when he saw Davis and Sully nearby, 'I need help.'

Sully heard the cries and so did the others. The raced to the fire escape and climbed hurriedly up their twisting steps. Ty was the first to reach the two firemen and he knelt down by them. He was soon joined by Carlos and Kim, behind them was Sully.

'Ty, move,' Carlos said kneeling down beside them. Davis got up and back away, Kim immediately took his place. Carefully they removed the firemen's helmets and heavy equipment.

'D.K., are you still in there?' Kim asked as she tried to stop the newest stream of blood. D.K. could hear a faint voice calling him, he tried to respond, but he was too tired. He closed his eyes and passed into unconsciousness.

'Sully, go back down and try to get the others, tell them we need help, now.' Carlos demanded as he removed Billy's stuff. Sully did as he was bidden and raced back down the stairs. He raced along the path that the Firemen had created and walked right into Jimmy.

'There you are.' Sully said coughing

'What's going on?' Jimmy called to him. Sully could barley breath so he motioned for Jimmy and the other to follow him. Racing back outside, Sully took a long deep breath of fresh air.

'Your guys came out, they need help though. Kim and Nieto are with them, but they asked for you.' He mumbled through the deep breathes he was taking.

'Lieu, D.K. and Billy are out of the building, but they are down. You need to come out now.' Jimmy cried into his radio and followed Sully to the fire escape.

After nearly a half an hour, and another bus, all the crews left the area and made their way to Mercy hospital.