The siren idled down as Tommy pulled it onto the scene. He parked the squad behind Engine 78. The apartment building was well off, so when the second alarm went out Squad 55 was dispatched. Lieutenant Johnson got out of the cab and immediately headed for the command post for their assignment.

Inside the building two firefighters were searching for anyone who might be trapped.

"I can't see a damn thing!" one of them said

"Me neither. Let's keep going." The other replied

They made it a few more feet back the hallway they were in before disaster struck. They couldn't see the fire race across the ceiling to know that they were about to have it cave in on them. Flaming debris fell around the pair.

"Danny!" The firefighter called for their partner, "Where are you?"

He was only a few feet from his partner. "We gotta get out of here." He called to his partner. Only problem was, now he was in the center of the room and his partner was not right there with him. Soon there was a loud cracking sound as the floor had given way.

"Danny!" His partner cried falling through the floor.

He rushed to the hole, "Taylor!" He called. He keyed up his radio mic. "Engine 78 to command, MAYDAY we have a firefighter down, MAYDAY, MAYDAY, MAYDAY!" He looked down into the hole for any sign of movement. The fire was impinging upon his partner.

Back outside the building the firefighters heard the Mayday call. Squad 55 was designated as the RIT team and so immediately DK, Jimmy, Walsh, and Lombardo prepared to enter the building.

"Mayday is coming from Engine 78 Firefighter Gamble. Last known position was the fifth floor rear." Lt. Johnson prepped his men before they went in to search. "Get them out of there." He knew he didn't have to add that part because he knew come hell or high water that the four of them were not going to come out of that building without the victims.

Kim and Bobby waited for the downed firefighter; Doc and Jerry were waiting as well.

The four fought their way to the forth floor. They could hear a PAS alarm sounding. Someone definitely was down. They strained to hear the alarm over the roar of the fire. They carefully dodged their way through the debris and towards the noise. Jimmy Doherty had recognized the voice of Danny Gamble on the radio. Jimmy looked up to Danny and was willing to do whatever it took to get him out alive. But first they needed to concentrate on the downed fire fighter.

"This way." Walsh motioned to the rest, "It's coming from back there."

Soon the PAS alarm was joined by another alarm. It was not a good sign to any of them. The low air alarm started to sound on the fire fighter's air tank. It was a steady click at first, then the clicks all ran together. They needed to hurry because the fire fighter was not moving and out of air.

"We gotta move." DK says.

At least they had the capabilities to buddy breathe, but that did no good if the other fire fighter was unconscious, or even worse- dead. But death was not an option. Not for these guys at least. You could go 6 minutes without oxygen before your brain started to suffer damage. Well at least that's what they were taught. Unconsciousness was a little tricky because your body is already compromised; now you're not even awake to make sure that you continue doing the basic functions.

They moved some debris out of their way to get back the hallway. And soon they were greeted by fire.

Lombardo quickly took the line and sprayed the fire so that they could get to their victim. The sound of the PAS alarm was now deafening. It was no wonder why fire fighters were always fidgeting with their air packs or swaying back and forth- they simply did not want to hear the sound of their alarms.

They moved into the room and saw the hole in the ceiling. They found the pile of debris and the source of the PAS alarm. Quickly they threw pieces of ceiling tile and beams and planks off of the downed fire fighter. The facemask was cracked. Walsh acted quickly and removed the cracked mask; he took his own off and held it to the firefighter's face.

"Alright, you two get her out of here and Lombardo and I will search for Danny." Jimmy said to DK and Walsh.

They nodded in agreement and radioed out.

"Squad 55 to Command, we have one downed firefighter, on the way out now." DK called.

Walsh and DK carried her out towards the exit while Jimmy and Lombardo continued on.

"Danny!" Jimmy yells trying to get a location

"Up here!" Danny yells back. "My leg's pinned."

"Alright, we're coming to get you." Jimmy calls

DK and Walsh reach the door. Walsh has been buddy breathing the whole time on the exit.

Kim and Bobby rush a stretcher up to the door. They quickly take the SCBA off of the firefighter's back and place her on the cot. Lt. Johnson walks over.

"Alex Taylor?" He questions himself. He was good-friends with her father.

Kim quickly worked to cut the bunker coat off. It was easier to do an assessment without the bulky coat in the way. Bobby quickly worked to start a line.

"She's not breathing!" Kim calls out as she preps to intubate

"Line's in." Bobby announces

"Tube's in!" Kim calls as she begins bagging her.

They quickly do an assessment before moving Taylor to the bus. Walsh was standing there watching.

"How long you been out of your mask?" Lt. Johnson asks

"About 5 minutes." Walsh answers

"I want you to go get checked out too. Besides, looks like Kim could use an extra set of hands." Lt. Johnson says

"I'm fine Lieu." Walsh protests

"Go!" Lt. Johnson asserted his authority and Walsh listened.

Kim was grateful for the help. "Every time you need to breathe, squeeze the bag." She instructs Walsh.

He nods. Kim starts to assess for other injuries as well. She exposes the legs and sees the rotation.

"Damn it!" She says and Bobby yells back to see what the problem is. "External rotation, probable fractured femur!"

It was nearly impossible to do anything now. Kim didn't have the extra hands to do anything more than just stabilize the fracture the rest of the trip to the hospital.

"Danny!" Jimmy called again

By now Danny recognized who was coming to get him.

"Jimmy! Back here!" Danny called

"Alright, I see you." Jimmy calls out

"Watch the floor!" Danny reminds Jimmy of why they were in there in the first place.

"We gotta get this shelf off of him." Lombardo assesses.

"Alright, you lift, I'll slide." Jimmy says

Lombardo takes a position to lift the shelving unit.

"Alright, on three. One… Two… Three." Lombardo counts off

Danny yells as Jimmy pulls him out.

"Can you stand?" Jimmy asks

"I don't think so." Danny replies

Lombardo and Jimmy each get on a side of Danny and they help him out. It was obvious that he had broken his ankle in the collapse.

Bobby and Billy wheel the stretcher into the ER while Kim stabilizes the femur fracture. Dr. Mitchell and the trauma team immediately start to work on the firefighter.

Walsh has a chest X-ray and is cleared to return to duty. Doc and Jerry bring Danny in.

"How's Alex?" he asks

"They have her in surgery right now." Kim replies

"For?" Danny asks

"She fractured her femur." Kim responds

Captain Taylor enters the ER and walks up to the desk.

"I'm looking for my daughter, Alexandra Taylor." He says to the nurse

Dana looks at him quickly. "They sent her to surgery about 10 minutes ago."

Captain Taylor turns to Walsh.

"I heard that you were one of the ones who rescued my daughter." He recalled to Walsh

"Yes sir. I didn't realize it was your daughter." Walsh replies

"Thank you son. If you ever need anything feel free to call me. I cannot begin to repay you for what you did." Captain Taylor adds before heading up to the surgical waiting area.

Walsh stood in the middle of the ER hallway and just watched the people move about. He always seemed to manage to be in the right place at the right time. He wondered how he always managed to do it. But at least he knew that he was on the right path in his career. He finally realized his potential to be a great firefighter.