There is a body laying on a table under a bright light with a white sheet draped carefully over it. The mortician prepares the body for embalming for the funeral process. He mixes the embalming chemicals so that he can begin. After a short time he begins to feel ill and falls to the ground, spilling the fluid on the floor.

His assistant enters the room about 10 minutes later.

"Jeffrey?" She asks as she looks around. She spots him on the ground and runs to him. She cries out loud. "Jeffrey?"

Bobby and Kim pull up in the ambulance and they are met at the door.

"Quickly, in here." The assistant says

"What happened?" Kim asks

"I don't know, he was embalming a… a body when I came in to see if he wanted any dinner, I found him on the floor." The assistant explains

"What stinks in here?" Kim asks wrinkling her nose in disgust

"Do you know what chemical he was using?" Bobby asks

"I think he was using a formaldehyde solution." The assistant says

"That shouldn't cause him to pass out." Kim begins assessing the man. "He's not breathing." She says quickly.

Bobby checks for a pulse. "He's arrested." He announces

"Get the paddles!" Kim orders

"Something's not right here." Bobby says aloud

"Tubes in!" Kim announces

It's work at a feverish pace.

"He shouldn't have arrested." Bobby says

"Charge to 200." Kim says, "It is if he's been doing this all day."

"Charged to 200." Bobby checks

"Clear!" Kim shocks the man. The jolt of electricity goes through his body.

The assistant suddenly begins to vomit. "I don't feel so good." She says

"We gotta get out of here now!" Bobby realizes that this now classifies as a Hazmat situation, his eyes were beginning to burn.

"300." Kim says, "Clear." This time it caused something that they hadn't expected.

"Move!" Bobby pushes Kim to the floor as a spark ignites the gases. "Let's go!" He grabs Kim and the assistant and they run for the door.

"Wait, what about Jeffrey?" the assistant asks

"If we don't get out now, we're all gonna end up like him." Bobby says as they dive through the door in time to watch a fireball race towards the door. The glass shatters in the doors. "Boyd 55-3 we need fire and Haz-Mat at this location." He yells into the radio.

The medics pick themselves back up and force the assistant out of the building.

The alarm sounds at the Firehouse. "Squad 55 respond for an explosion at 118 2nd Ave."

Jimmy looks up, "Isn't that where Bobby and Kim just went?"

"Let's go!" Lt. Johnson orders

Bobby and Kim moved to the back of the medic unit. They put the assistant on oxygen to help get the concentration of gas out of her lungs. Kim was flushing Bobby's eyes with saline to get the chemical from them. She hadn't even realized that her hands were beginning to itch.

The Squad pulled onto the scene and immediately the firefighters jumped out.

"What do we got?" Lt. Johnson asks

"Formaldehyde vapors ignited during resuscitation." Bobby told him

"Where's the victim?" DK asks

"Still inside. We couldn't get him out in time." Bobby admitted

"You been crying Caffey?" Jimmy asked noticing Bobby's eyes

"No." Bobby responds

"Walsh, DK get around there and shut off all electricity and gas lines to that building. I don't want any secondary explosions." Lt. Johnson orders "Jimmy and Lombardo I want you to get a line on that fire. Start backing it down. And for Pete's sake get your masks on!"

"Yes sir Lieu." Walsh orders

Tommy was already checking the connections of the lines to the Squad. The pump could produce the pressure that they would need to get the line in operation. Tommy then ran to the hydrant and flaked the line so it was ready for operation.

Soon the line came to life and Jimmy and Lombardo had water flowing onto the fire. They figured that there couldn't be much formaldehyde left due to the explosion, but Lt. Johnson wanted to be safe.

DK and Walsh found the gas shut off valve.

"This is it." Walsh points out as he kneels down to turn the valve. "Alright, let's get the electricity shut off now."

Walsh stands back up and he and DK approach the electric panel. Walsh reaches in to shut it off and as he pulled the handle a hiss was heard.

"Get down!" DK yelled.

The back wall of the funeral parlor broke open as a fireball rushed through. DK and Walsh each rolled over and looked at the flaming room. They looked at each other.

"What the hell was that?" Lt. Johnson asked

"We need a line to the back of the building." DK radioed

"What happened?" Lt. Johnson returned

"Back wall blew out." DK replied

"You two okay?" Lt. Johnson asked

"Yeah, we're fine." DK responded

Some firefighters came around the back and started to work extinguishing the fire. DK and Walsh returned to the front of the building.

"Someone order a barbeque?" Walsh cracked

"What happened?" Lt. Johnson asked

"Shut off the gas, as I shut off the electricity there was a hiss and then the explosion." Walsh replied

"It was relieving the pressure." Lt. Johnson had seen similar actions before. "Glad you're okay."

"Thanks Lieu." Walsh responded.

DK and Walsh looked over to the medic units that were now on scene. Doc and Jerry were treating the assistant. Kim and Bobby were both sitting in the back of another medic unit.

One of the medics was flushing out Bobby's eyes. The other was looking at Kim's hands.

"They okay?" Walsh asked

"Yeah, they'll be alright." Lt. Johnson replied

Walsh sat on the tailboard of the Squad. Lt. Johnson had wanted them to relax a bit before they got back to fighting the fire. He took his helmet off and slid his hood down. He brushed his fingers through his hair.

"That was close." He thought to himself as he looked at his gear.

There was a new scorch mark on the reflective striping on his sleeve. He had thrown his arm up to help protect himself, it was instinct. He took a deep breath, pulled his hood back up, and put his helmet back on. He stood up and walked back towards the fire and resumed fighting it. After all, that's what he was there for.