Ahhhh, I'm sorry! I owe you all an apology for missing my planned update day but over the past few days I was pulled back into work and have been super super busy, sadly this does mean that I didn't get to do what I had wanted and write out some chapters ahead of time, but every spare second I am jotting down notes etc so when I actually have tie to myself I can get some chapters done...I was thinking that I would have a specific update day that I would aim to upload a chapter on everyweek, It's a toss up between Fridays and Saturdays?

Alsoo, I do not live in America (if you look on my profile I have more of an explanation) therefore don't know much about how things really work over there so if there are any mistakes or things you dont understand I apologise...Hence I also don't really know the form for firefighters so I'm sort of making it up to go along with the story so maybe you guys could just tag along and go with the flow? If you think that I have made a drastic mistake at somepoint send me a PM and I will try and correct it. But who knows...Jesse might not be a firefighter for long...;)

LASTLY Thank you to each and everyone of you that read, followed, favourited and reviewed this story, I am so grateful and appreciative.

So onto the chapter, I hope you enjoy...

She hadn't had the easiest life that's for sure. Her parents divorced when she was 13 which broke her heart.

She had always thought they were a typical happy family and was the biggest daddy's girl imaginable. They did everything together so she began to notice when things changed. They had less family days out, and less family dinners. There was always tension in a room between her mom and dad and they continually bickered and argued. Then one day he just left. Barely a goodbye was uttered to Beca as her dad left her and her mom for some blonde 'monster'. And from then on she changed. She refused to talk to him, to see him and to even acknowledge him when he came for a -very rare-visit.

In turn she also distanced herself from her mother, becoming more sheltered and reserved. She spent her days mixing music and only leaving her room if she absolutely needed to. They argued often about it and the day Beca turned 18 she gathered her belongings and spare money and left. She slowly and surely made her way to LA and got a night job at a club as a waitress. It was an awfully degrading job but it paid her bills and allowed her to save up enough money to move to a safer, more secure part of LA. She found solace in a girl named Chloe who offered her a job at her cafe and from there on things got better. She made friends and had the opportunity to play her music to the public. Then one day someone from a well known producing company had inquired about her tracks and went on to offer her a job. Immediately agreeing to this incredibly lucky break, Beca started living her dream and her life was good, great even.

But here she was, sprawled on the floor, searching for some way to free her ankle. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. It seemed like something that would be in those stupid movies or TV programmes but nope this was very, very real. She cursed as she yet again failed to free herself. Beca's body was fatigued and she was almost ready to give up...almost. (She is Beca Mitchell after all and would not go down without a fight) Well that's what she would at least like to think.

Slowly she started to break down, as the realisation that she was too weak to lift the beam and that the situation was hopeless, started to emerge. It was now a matter of waiting. Waiting to be saved or waiting to die...

Luckily it didn't seem to be the latter as out of nowhere she felt a hand on her shoulder and looking up the same fire-fighter from earlier was standing over her. He bent down to look her in the eye.

"I'm going to lift this and as soon as I do I need you to pull your ankle away, okay?" he spoke with urgency as the flames continued to grow and he saw Beca's exterior weaken.

Beca bit her bottom lip and looked at the man with tears in her eyes unable to respond. He noticed her hesitation and nodded slightly, gently grabbing her shoulders and looking into her vulnerable eyes.

"What's your name miss?" he asked softly.

"B-Beca" she managed to stutter.

"Okay, Beca? I know you are scared. To be honest so am I but I promise that I am getting you out of this place alive. I just need you to trust me and move your leg when I lift the beam. Alright?" He smiled encouragingly at her and squeezed her shoulders in support.

"Okay" she managed to whisper, so quiet he almost missed it.

"Okay Beca, on the count of three." He positioned himself appropriately and gathered the beam in his arms ready to lift. Beca watched anxiously. "One...Two...Three" He lifted the heavy object and Beca quickly slipped her ankle from under it, wincing at the pain of moving it.

Seeing her leg was out of the way the fire-fighter dropped the beam and headed to her side.

He looked on concerned as coughs wracked her body and he quickly gathered her in his arms despite her weak protests. Following the route he made into the building, Jesse moved as fast as he could to reach safety. Glancing at the woman in his arms he couldn't help but feel a need to protect her.

This was his first major job as a fire-fighter and he knew already he had broken quite a few rules, but knowing that there were people in the building he couldn't fight his instinct to get them. He knew you were supposed to work out a strategy first but he didn't care. Once he had encountered Beca and the young girl she was protecting he knew he had done the right thing but leaving Beca when she was trapped was extremely hard. When he emerged from the flames with the girl he had once again ignored the protests surrounding him and headed straight back for the trapped woman, knowing that there was no way in hell he was breaking his promise.

He was broken from his thoughts as he saw the exit ahead of him and quickened his pace. He noticed Beca had started to drift into an unconscious state and he ran with all his effort to the nearest ambulance. As soon as he put her down he was dragged away by a fellow member of his team. He wanted to stay with Beca and know she was safe but his job was done. He had to leave her and help finish the mission. He looked back over his shoulder and saw her gaze flicker over him. Confusion, fear and something that resembled hope resonated through her eyes.

Quickly he turned away. He couldn't look any longer.

Soo...I hope it didn't suck too much? Maybe let me know? Also a wee sidenote...I will try and keep my profile updated on my progress with the chapters so that you guys have an idea of when the new update will be! So far I'm thinking of Fridays as the update day so the next chap should be up by then...Let me know what you think, I'd be happy to send a preview of the chap to those wanting one?