Pam closed her eyes briefly as she found herself walking down a long corridor. Frowning, she turned around, only to see a spiked wall closing in on her. She started running just before the floor dropped out from below her.

When she landed, she found herself in a small room with no exit. Standing, she groaned in pain when her ribs started hurting. "Ralph, where are you," she shouted. "I need help..."

Pam's eyes widened in horror when she found the room start to fill with sand. It quickly filled up the room, growing higher and higher until it was over her head.

She felt herself start to suffocate where there was a hand pulling her out of the sand. Once she was out, she turned to thank the person only to recoil in horror. It was a monster, and he grinned wickedly as he drew near to Pam. Knowing that she was injured , Pam did the first thing she knew and swung out...

"... Take that you creep..." yelled Pam in pain when she felt her blow connect with something soft.

"OW! Damn it," shouted a familiar voice, which then softed its tone realizing where the punch came from. "Davidson, honey can you hear me?"

Opening her eyes again, Pam frowned when she saw Bill was covering his eye with his hand. "Bill... I'm so sorry. I thought you were..."

"It's all right," said Bill, relieved to hear Pam talking. "I'm just glad to see you're awake again. You went out on me for a minute, and I was having trouble trying to wake you."

"Still, it doesn't mean..."

"I said that I didn't care if you called me every name in the book right now if it kept ya awake and I meant it, but I didn't want a Purple Heart." said Bill firmly as they heard sirens in the distance.

Pam smiled when they were getting louder and stopped at the school. "They're here!" said Pam with a soft cheer.

"Yeah, I hear them too," said Bill. "It means you and Villacana will get to a hospital soon."

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In Ralph's classroom, things weren't going quite as well. After they had cleared the broken glass from the windows, Cyler, Chaffee, Paco and the others were trying to move the tree from the windows as a way to get out of the classroom, and cheered when they heard the firetrucks in the distance.

Over where Ralph and Tony were, however, it wasn't going as well. "So, you're thinking about trading in the Villacana Pirhana for a motorcycle?" chuckled Ralph. "Come on, what type would you get, a Harley Davidson?"

"Yeah, you know, I've been liking those Harley Davidsons I've seen on the roads." said Tony, "I know of a guy who rebuilds them from a skeleton and..."

Frowning when the teen stopped talking about motorcycles, Ralph turned to look at Tony, who looked dizzy. "Tony are you all right?" said Ralph worriedly.

"Think so Mr. H, the room just spun..." said Tony, only stop and blink a couple of times as he felt darkness closing in.

Ralph frowned when he saw the teen's eyes roll back in his head. "Tony, come on stay with me man..." started Ralph, only to hear the teen let out a breath before shuddering and lying still. Ralph put a hand on Tony's neck, and found a heartbeat. When he put his ear next to the teen's mouth, however, he didn't hear a breath. "Damn," said Ralph as he began artificial respiration.

Hearing Ralph cuss, Cyler saw Ralph give Tony mouth-to-mouth. He kept the other students from rushing over, but stood ready to give help if necessary. After a few breaths, Ralph was relived to hear Tony cough and start breathing. The class sighed in relief, knowing Tony was back with them.

Ralph smiled and started to sit back up fully only to feel a hand grab him by the jaw in a weak grip. "All right, who's the creep who just kissed me," said the teen groggily.

"Come on Tony, Mr. H just saved your life," said Cyler bluntly as he walked over to the two, though he too was relieved to hear Tony awake and fighting again.

Tony opened his eyes and saw Ralph and Cyler looking back at him. He shook his head and loosened his grip on Ralph's jaw slightly. "By kissin' me?"

Ralph freed his face from Tony's grip. "No Tony, you passed out and stopped breathing," he said. "I had to give you artificial respiration."

Tony pondered the thought and smiled weakly. "OK, this time it's fine ... but you'd better never kiss me again like Sleeping Beauty unless you need to do that again."

Ralph chuckled softly. "And I hope to never have to fulfill the second part of that comment again. How are you feeling now?"

"The same, sore, tired and now embarrassed." Turning to Cyler, Tony frowned. "And I better never hear you say anything about this to anyone."

Cyler smiled. "Don't worry, your ego will stay intact. Mr. H, why don't you take a break and I'll stay with Tony for a while."

"You sure Cyler? I don't need you two to start fighting..."

"Mr. H, you kiddin'," promised Tony. "Right now, he could knock me into next week, and I want it to be a fair fight."

"He means we won't," said Cyler, and Tony rolled his eyes. Ralph shook his head, realizing the two teens were trying to bring levity to a grim situation.

Cyler chuckled at his teacher's reaction. "Come on Villacana, tell me more about those motorcycles you're considering now..." he said.

As Tony started chatting with Cyler, Ralph frowned, realizing that things were getting worse, but did see a way to help. Looking at the window, Ralph noticed that the kids had nearly pushed the tree over.

Ralph pondered the situation, and realized that the suit could help now and not reveal itself. He stood up. "All right guys. It looks like you've almost got the tree to where you can get out."

"Yeah, but we need Cyler's help," said Paco. When Ralph frowned, Paco continued. "Well, you're hurt too, Mr. H."

"I'm fine, and Cyler traded out with me to keep Tony awake, so I'll help. Now, give me a space and we'll push it together."

The class nodded and they took their places. Ralph pushed with about half the force as the others with all their strength, and within seconds, the tree rolled foward, landing to the side of the other tree.

Ralph smiled. "Terrific," he said, covering the windowsill with one of the student's coats. "All right, now what I want you guys to do is climb out one at a time until you're all out and head to the front of the school. I'm sure Principal Knight is relaying information to the firetrucks as they arrive. Rhonda, I want you to tell them that we have an injured person in here that we can't move and need the paramedics ASAP."

Rhonda nodded, and the class started climbing out the window. Ralph walked back over to where Tony and Cyler were and sat back down.

"Listen, the paramedics and firefighters should be here shortly and we'll get out next," said Ralph simply.

Tony coughed again, wincing at the pain in his ribs. "Mr. H, why don't you and Cyler here carry me out to them?"

"Too risky. You said your ribs hurt, and if we move you and your ribs are cracked they could break completely."

"Can't be that bad if they do," said Tony.

"No... that'd be worse, especially since you have a broken leg too," said Ralph as he pulled the communicator from his pocket. "It's better you get carried out on a stretcher. Bill can you read me?"

"Yeah, I hear ya kid," said Bill's voice over the communicator. "What's going on..."

"Did you hear the fire..."

Tony groaned. "Maxwell's been out there all the time?"

Cyler shook his head. "Not quite Tony. He and Miss Davidson were in the school when the earthquake hit too and they're lost in it somewhere. Mr. H and Mr. Maxwell have been talking on that walkie-talkie for some time to get updates about the situation."

"Man, that's rough. Mr. H are they..."

"Hold on Bill... They're all right Tony," said Ralph briefly, deciding not to say that Pam was hurt. He turned back to the communicator "Now..."

Cyler decided to continue for Ralph. "Yeah, Miss Davidson has been talking with him too. Besides Tony, you were out like a light for sometime and Mr. H's the only one in this room that knows first aid. If he left, you would've died earlier."

Tony frowned. "Didn't think of that. Hope those medics get here shortly so Mr. H can go find Miss Davidson and Maxwell."

Oblivious to the teens' conversation, Ralph continued talking with Bill. "So, how's Pam doing?"

"Fine kid, but she has one hell of a right hook though. "

"She hit you?"

"Yeah, but it was from a nightmare she had. She dozed off and I had to wake her. Then she slugged me after she called me a creep..."

"Well, he was hun," said Pam's voice clearly, apparently taking away the communicator from Bill.

"OK, but we're going to have to owe him dinner for it," said Ralph, chuckling when he heard Bill mention something about sirloin and poultice in the same sentence. "And while I'm guessing she gave you a black eye, you're not having steak tartare, Bill. Listen, the rest of the class is out save Tony and Cyler and once they're out, I'll help get you two out."

Bill, recognizing that Ralph meant use the suit, cleared his throat. "Gotcha kid. Out."

Ralph put the communicator in his pocket and smiled. He knew that within a few minutes, he'd be able to help out Pam and Bill... this time with the suit's help.