Taylor searched through the rubble, hoping to find some trace of her father. They were methodically searching grids to find whatever they could. She found a searchlight and an axe head.
"I think I may have found someone." She said softly
Jimmy and Lombardo came over to her and helped pull off rubble. Then they found the back of a coat.
"Lieu, we got one." Jimmy said, it was a mixed reaction because they had found a fallen brother but unfortunately it was another funeral that they would attend.
DK brought in a stokes basket and a flag to carry him out.
"Johnny Westin from Ladder 60." Jimmy said
"I went to the academy with him." Lombardo recalled
"I worked with him for a bit at 78." Taylor added
"Let's carry him out." Jimmy faintly smiled
The group slowly made their way out amid the salutes of their coworkers. A group of guys approached them. The 78 was visible on their helmet shields.
"Mind if we take it from here?" One of them asked
The guys slowly took over the positions. Jimmy patted on of the guys on the shoulder and then the four stood and watched slowly as the group carried him away.
Taylor pushed her hair out of her face. She slowly packed her duffle bag full of her clothes.
"You going home tonight?" Walsh asked
"I'm going to see how mom's holding up." Taylor admitted
"You need a ride?" Walsh asked
"Thanks, but I'll just take a cab." Taylor said
"It's on my way." Walsh added
"Sure. Thank you." Taylor replied
"Can I ask you a question?" Walsh asked
"Sure." Taylor shrugged
"I want you to be honest with me, it's okay." Walsh paused, "How are YOU holding up?"
Taylor was glad that everyone cared so much, but she was starting to get worn down from everyone asking how she was.
Taylor sat down on the edge of her bunk and threw the t-shirt that she had in her hand into her bag. She took a deep breath.
"I have my moments." She admitted, "Some days are harder than others. He's still missing Billy, he's not dead. He can't be dead. He's missing." She started to cry
Walsh could see the pain in Taylor's eyes. She stood up and hugged him.
"We'll find him. I promise, we'll find him." He said as he wrapped his arms around her.
He pulled the Jeep up in front of the home of Beth Taylor. Taylor gazed at the front porch.
Alex was playing on the front porch as she heard her dad's car pull up. She stopped pushing her fire truck around the porch and looked up.
"Daddy!" She exclaimed as she went running down the steps
"Alex." He smiled as he put down his bag and picked up his little girl.
"Did you have any fires?" She asked
"No honey. I didn't have any fires today." The firefighter laughed as he picked up his bag and headed into the house.
"Well, here we are." Walsh said
"Thanks Billy." Taylor said as she picked up her bag. "See you tomorrow."
"Yeah." Walsh smiled, "Taylor, try to get a little sleep okay?"
Taylor nodded as she closed the door. Walsh watched as she walked through the gate and up the stairs to the front porch. Soon she disappeared into the house and Walsh pulled away.
