Dean arrived at his house and took out his extra pack from the back of his truck. The bottom of the house was in flames. He stopped. He could feel the panic attack rearing its ugly head. TJ ran over to him with Abel and Austin.
"Mom and Malia are still inside", his son shouted.
He could hear the fire truck coming.
"Dad", Abel shouted, shaking him.
He finally looked at his son. Tears staining his cheeks.
"Mom and Mal are still inside. I know you're scared, but we need you right now. Please", Abel cried.
He didn't know what it was, but his adrenaline kicked into overdrive. He quickly put his gear on.
"TJ, get the hose and put it on full blast. Aim it at the fire and don't stop till the fire truck gets here", Dean ordered.
TJ nodded. Dean went over, grabbing the blanket from the back, he wet it and placed it over his head.
"Be careful dad", Abel shouted.
Trish, Catrina, Alberto, and Dwayne were enjoying dinner when they got the call from Nikki about the fire. Catrina called Mia to let her know. Getting to the house, they had watched Dean disappear inside.
"What is he doing?", Trish yelled, while Alberto held her back.
"His job", Abel smiled.
Mia and Chad raced to the house. Spotting the firetruck as it pulled in. She ran over to her mom.
"Its okay. Dean went in for them.", Catrina said.
"It was him, wasn't it? Jason", Mia asked.
Jason locked the bedroom door. He hovered over Isabelle, Malia crying at her side.
"You thought you could leave me, Mia", he said.
Isabelle pushed herself towards the window, making sure Malia stayed behind her.
"I'm not Mia, Jason", Isabelle said, but she wasn't sure if he heard her.
Her face hurt from when he hit her.
"You left me for him. For that loser who can't give you everything and anything you want", Jason continued.
He closed the space between them and kicked her. She gasped for air. Malia screamed and cried harder.
"Daddy", she called for Dean.
"If I can't have you, he won't either", Jason said.
Before he could hit her again, the door was kicked open. Jason turned to see Dean. Dean looked at his wife and daughter.
"Jason", he started.
"You. You did this. If you and your wife wouldn't have gotten into Mia's head, I would still have her", Jason said.
"You think I was going to sit around and let you hurt my sister. Think again. Now step away from my wife and daughter", Dean shouted.
In the hall, the roof collapsed. Dean flinched and Jason noticed. A smirk growing on his face.
"Afraid, Dean", Jason said.
"I won't repeat myself, Jason", Dean said.
The smoke was starting to enter the room quickly. Isabelle sat up, seeing something moving outside, it was Roman on a ladder.
"Mia is mine", Jason growled.
Roman quickly pulled Malia out and handed her off to Seth.
"Its okay, uncle Roman and me have you", Seth whispered softly to Malia.
Handing her off to Randy, who wrapped her in a blanket before taking her to an ambulance. Catrina and Celina ran over to her.
"I need to make sure there's no smoke in her lungs", Xavier said.
They nodded. Trish joined them with Abel and Mia.
"Where's mom?", Abel asked.
Spencer and Roman climbed in through the window. Jason spun around and tried to approach them to stop them. Dean tackled him. Jason lifted his feet and planted them against the wall, pushing them back and stumbling into the hall.
They both coughed and Dean removed his emergency gear. It was too heavy.
"Jason, its over. We have to get out of here", Dean yelled.
Dean could see Roman and Spencer working to get Isabelle out. He swallowed, not so sure if he was going to get out. Dean closed the space between him and Jason, putting him in a headlock.
"I'm getting you out one way or another", Dean growled, dragging Jason to the room and then to the window.
Roman climbed back in and helped. Apart of the roof, fell on Jason's leg and he screamed.
"Shit", both Roman and Dean said.
Dean grabbed the wet blanket he used, it was drying out and fast. He used it to help Roman lift the burning wood. Dean coughed hard. Roman removed his mask and placed it over Dean.
"I can't", Dean shouted.
"You can. Now take it and put it on, that's an order", Roman shouted.
Jason's legs were burned and he was screaming in pain. Spencer popped back in and helped. Dean looked down at his hands and noticed they had also gotten burned, but not as bad as Jason.
"The house is going down, we need to get out", Roman said.
Spencer pulled Jason out, Seth helped. Kane, helped Dean out, his hands were now in pain. The floor board creaked, Roman was about to fall through. Dean reached out and took his friend's hand. While holding the window with the other.
"I got you", Dean shouted.
Kane and Randy reached in, the burn blisters on Dean's hands were bleeding, but he was not going to let go of Roman till he was out and safe.
Trish checked on Isabelle before running to the back to look for her son. They tried to stop her, but she pushed through.
"Ma'am, stop", someone shouted after her.
"Dean", she called.
"Yeah", she turned at the sound of her son's voice.
He was sitting next to Roman, getting his hands wrapped by Kofi. She collapsed next to him and hugged him.
"I'm okay mom. How's my family?", he said.
"Fine, all good", she said.
"And Jason?", he asked.
"They got him in an ambulance and took off. They did the same with Izzy just now, Catrina went with her. The kids are with Celina and Jon", she said, cupping her son's face in her hands.
"I need to get to the hospital to be with my wife", Dean said.
Trish nodded. She and Roman helped him up without using his hands. Mia ran over to him with Abel and they hugged him.
"This is all my fault", Mia cried into his chest.
"Hey, look at me, Mia", Dean said.
Trish set an arm over her shoulders to comfort her.
"This is not your fault. That son of a bitch is crazy. We didn't know he would do this", Dean said.
He wiped her cheeks with his arm.
"Your hands", she gasped.
"Will be okay. I would sacrifice my hands over and over again, if it meant saving my family", he said.
She nodded.
"Malia doesn't stop crying. We've tried everything to calm her", Abel said.
"Take me to her", Dean replied.
They did. She saw him and pushed her way out of grandpa Jon's arms. She ran over to him and he didn't care how much pain his hands were in, he lifted his daughter into his arms and held her close.
"Daddy", she cried.
"I've got you. Its okay baby", he whispered to her.
Isabelle woke up to the sound of beeping. She groaned and looked over with groggy eyes. The machine was blurry till her vision focused. She sat up when she remembered Jason.
"Its okay, relax. Everyone is fine", Dean said softly.
She looked around the room. Malia and Abel were in the hospital bed beside hers, fast asleep.
Mia and Chad were on a cot with Austin cuddled between them. Her mom and Dwayne sitting on the couch, Catrina's head on his shoulder. Trish and Alberto were on the floor in a pile of blankets. She was sure they weren't comfortable, any of them.
She swallowed and Dean handed her a cup of chipped ice.
"Slow", he whispered.
"No one wanted to go home without making sure you were okay. Doctors also want to keep the kids to make sure they didn't inhale a lot of smoke", Dean explained.
He hissed and she noticed him looking at his hands.
"You got burned", she said.
"Doctor said it wasn't bad. They'll heal and I can still work after", he smiled.
"Where is Jon and my grandma?", she asked.
"Bringing a change of clothes for everyone. Diapers for Austin", he said.
She nodded and touched her head when it hurt.
"You've got a mean concussion. When he hit you and then your head hit pretty hard against the floor.", Dean said.
"He thought I was Mia", she replied.
Dean nodded.
"TJ and Dwayne spoke to him. Also his family, his parents aren't bailing him out of this one. Too much damage done apparently.", Dean said.
"You came in to get us", Izzy smiled.
He returned it.
"Thanks to our son, who knocked some sense into me. I would never forgive myself if I lost you and Mal.", he whispered.
He leaned in and kissed her, placing her hand behind his head to keep their lips connected longer.