"STOP! Please stop" the solitary man cried out, his emotional state fragile as the streets around him was riddled with chaos.
"Faith we got to go!" Kim called out as the boy was loaded onto the gurney.
Faith nodded in response, dropping her shield she took hold of the woman "your son needs you now, lets go"
The woman for the moment struggled until she looked at the paramedics waiting to move. The woman's tears rolled down her face as Faith gave her a hug and lead her to the bus "lets' go".
They weren't having much luck staying away from trouble. As the three emergency service personnel made their way down the alley, shots began to ring out.
"GO GO GO" Bosco yelled pushing Carlos to move, he in turn pushed Grace.
Running down the alley, Bosco glimpsed back, a single man was in a firing stance, the burning bus his back drop.
"MOVE" Bosco shouted as he crashed yet again into Carlos, whilst trying to get his gun out of his holster to return fire.
"Here!" Grace instructed, heading over to a side door, hoping and praying it was open.
"Arrggh" Carlos suddenly cried out, nearly stumbling he was grabbed by Grace. "Nieto?" Bosco glanced over as the medic was pulled inside the building.
Bosco stood shocked for a brief moment, but feeling a sharp pain in his leg brought him back to reality. Looking up the alley the gunman still stood; weapon in hand and firing. Bosco wasted no time following the paramedics through the door, looking inside the large room he saw Grace immediately tending to Carlos. He stood in the doorway, taking in a deep breath, his gun now securely in hand.
Grace glanced at him as he peeked outside "I hope he knows what he's doing?" she whispered to Carlos.
"Bosco? Yeah. Yeah he does" Carlos answered, whimpering as Grace examined the gunshot wound to his arm.
"Take care of him" Bosco said before stepping back out into the alley to take out the threat.
"Don't leave us!" Carlos called after him, but his words were to no avail, as the sound of gunfire resumed in the alley.
"Coward" Grace tried to laugh, but if Carlos hadn't said it, she definitely would have. They were paramedics after all, it was the cops that dealt with people and guns, not them.
"He shot me" Carlos whined, looking down at his bloodied arm, ignoring his partners comment and feeling the pain of his wound.
"You think" Grace's sarcasm could go unmatched "look it's not that bad, just a scratch."
"You're kidding me, it hurts like hell" Carlos protested as Grace tried to 'clean up' the wound.
"Don't be such a big baby, you can be brave…." The two paramedics jumped as the door flew open.
The fire was intense; several other engines had been called to the scene. Walsh wiped the sweat from his brow. "Come on Jimmy, I know you can move faster than that!"
"Shall I tell them how you know that Walsh!" Jimmy yelled back, the banter bringing a smile to the faces of the others firefighters, it was enough to give them the lift they needed as the fire raged on.
Lieutenant Walsh let out a chuckle as his attention was turned to a burning car across the street. "Hey DK, we're gonna need a hose on that!"
"He's gone" Bosco pushed the door to, before holstering his weapon. "You ok?" if the circumstances were different, he would of laughed at the faces the paramedics pulled as he burst through the door, but he saw the fear in their eyes.
"It's just a scratch" Grace replied.
"I need stitches" Carlos added seriously, now fiddling with his bandage Grace had put on and wincing as he caught his wound.
"We shouldn't stay here, you okay to go?" Bosco had lost the man who was firing at them; after a brief gunfight he had run off when the officer started making his way up the alley. The only trouble now was, someone knew they were there, for their safety they had to hide.
"Where? I'm not going back out there" Carlos protested.
The siren blasted, and Levine switched the lights on. Kim stayed in the back continuing to work on the young boy.
Turning off Lexington, the streets were lined with people taking over the streets. There was no way they could go at speed, Levine struggled at times to avoid a collision.
Making their way from Lexington, Levine saw the burning bus, subconsciously slowing she saw Officer Monroe walking around the vehicle.
"Levine, come on!" Kim called out, noticing the ambulance had slowed almost to a stop.
"But" Levine tried to protest, but with the patient in the back being her priority she continued the journey to Mercy.
"Roof?" Grace suggested.
"Good idea, we can see what's going on in the street, come on" Bosco looked to the internal door the other side of the room to lead the way.
"You okay, you're limping" Carlos observed as Bosco made his way across the room.
"I'm fine must of caught my leg on something" Bosco replied trying to stop himself crying out.
"Let me see" Grace bent down to pull up his pants leg.
"We haven't got time" Bosco hopped out the way "come on".
Carlos was about to say something 'smart' about his wound being worst anyhow, but then he saw the blood seeping out onto Bosco's shoe.
"Bosco, you really need to let us take at look at your leg" he said with concern.
"I will, but now we move" Bosco opened the door and checked the corridor, gesturing with his head; the paramedics followed the instruction and left the large room.
Bosco could feel the burn of his injury; each step seemed to bring more pain, but with it he felt he had to be strong for his two companions.
The building appeared deserted, they did try and knock on a couple of doors to ask for help, but only got doors slammed in their faces. Obviously this wasn't the time for good will.
Movement down the end of the corridor suddenly caught the officers attention, "we better hide"
"Janitor" Carlos quickly responded.
"What?" Bosco and Grace almost said in unison.
"There!" Carlos pointed to the janitors store; Bosco and Grace made eye contact with each other and rolled their eyes.
"What?" Carlos shrugged as he opened the door using his good arm.
Carlos made himself at home as Bosco secured the room.
"Come here" Grace requested as she sat the medic bag down. Bosco reluctantly done as he was told for once, he was in too much pain to argue.
Carlos sitting on a crate, kept an eye on his partner and the cop, sniffing at something that turned his nose up "DAMN THAT'S NASTY!"
"Looks like you've been shot" Grace prodded at Bosco's open wound.
"Great" Bosco winced at the pain and tried to pull his leg away, feeling for a moment a weakness he didn't want to show.
"I'll get this sorted, then finish off checking that face of yours" Grace looked up to Bosco's smirked expression "you're going to need stitches"
"Like Carlos huh?" Bosco chuckled trying to mask the agony he was in.
"What?" Carlos looked over his shoulder, then stared back to the pot that had made his sticky hand.
"Never mind" Grace laughed at the childlike actions of her partner.
"Any sign?" Monroe asked Finney as he rounded the burnt out bus.
"None" shrugging his shoulders the missing medics were nowhere to be seen.
"Get him Davis!" Sully called after his partner, as he pulled up trying to catch his breath.
Ty was chasing down a suspect; the race had already gone half a block as they ran towards the burning car DK was trying to put out.
"HEY, DON'T GO NEAR THE…" DK's final words were drowned out by the explosion of the car's petrol tank.
Sully stood in shock as he witnessed his partner fall to the ground "Ty?"
"SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP" the solitary man cries continued, he was ready to crack!