I don't own "The Rockford Files" or "Emergency", I'm just borrowing the characters. I'm not making any money from this story. I do own the story and the character of Lt. Shawna Williams. Any characters not mentioned on either show are pulled from thin air and belong solely to me. I would love feedback and crave it, so I know whether to keep working on this story.

Thanks, Karen

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Chapter 2

Roy DeSoto and Johnny Gage were helping out at Station 29 in Malibu, when the station was hit with a serious case of the flu. They had just finished dinner when the klaxons rang out.

"Station 29, Station 19, Squad 36. Explosion at the Sandcastle Restaurant. 26 Paradise Cove. Police unit on scene reports a second explosion at that address. Ambulances, police and a chopper are en route."

"Station 29, KMG-365," the captain responded into the mic as he wrote down the address and handed one off to Roy. The squad pulled out of the station with sirens blaring and lights flashing.

"Two explosions," Johnny said.

"Yeah. " Roy spoke with concern in his voice as they sped toward the scene.

"And at this time of the evening it was probably crowded," Johnny replied with a frown as he noticed the dark smoke rising in the air. "There it is," he replied as he pointed toward the smoke. The squad pulled in ahead of the engine and managed to find a place to park where they could possibly set up a triage area. They were followed by two other squads within a couple of minutes.

"Station 19, try and hit the back side of the structure," the captain of Station 29 advised since they were the first on the scene. The six paramedics were checking out people who were leaning against their cars or sitting on the ground and most of the injuries were smoke inhalation and some minor cuts and bruises.

"Captain," the officer replied as he ran toward the fireman.

"Yes officer."

"Sir, I have a gentleman that says there are still at least three people still inside.

"What?"

"The gentleman over by my cruiser said there are at least three more people still inside and one of them is a female sheriff's officer."

"DeSoto, Gage, Peters," he called to three paramedics.

"Yea cap," they all replied in unison as they ran over.

"The officer says there is a sheriff's officer inside and possibly two others. Take two hoses and do a sweep of the building."

"OK," they all replied as they went to grab their gear.

"A female officer?" Johnny questioned. "You don't think that it's Shawna do you?"

"I doubt it," Roy said. "She's probably in Los Angeles."

"But she does work for the county now," Johnny said as he put on his oxygen tank and then he did a quick scan of the parking lot and his heart almost stopped. "Roy, look!" Johnny pointed to the Mustang in the parking lot.

"Let's go," Roy said. The three paramedics went into the front of the building with two hose jockeys. Johnny was walking between each of them scanning the debris for survivors. Then his trained eye noticed someone trapped under one of the roof timbers. He patted each hose jockey and pointed straight ahead.

They found two of the three victims, the owner of the restaurant, Ken Stephens, and his cook, Neil Jenkins. They had managed to get them out when the glint of something shiny off to the right caught Johnny's attention. He made his way toward the shiny object and then noticed it was a badge and attached to the badge was Lt. Shawna Williams, pinned under one of the beams. Johnny pulled a glove off his hand to feel for a pulse. She had one but it was very weak, almost unnoticeable.

"Damn it Shawna, don't you dare die on me!" he told her as he took his air mask off and placed it over her face. He then began looking at how she was pinned and how big the beam was when he felt a hand grab his shoulder.

"Johnny, on three we'll lift this beam," Roy told his partner. "One, two, three." They both lifted the beam off Shawna and laid it to the side.

"I don't know how serious she could be hurt and I don't want to carry her over my shoulder," Johnny told Roy.

"I'll grab her arms, you get her legs, and we'll carry her out that way." Johnny put his air mask back on, and then they both picked Shawna up and carried her out of the building. They gently laid her on the blanket spread out on the ground. Johnny shrugged out of his gear as Roy raced over to the squad to grab the necessary equipment. He was grateful when one of the officers raced over to help him. They carried everything back to where Shawna was laying on the ground and Johnny had started CPR.

"County General this is Squad 29," Roy called the local hospital over the biophone as he began taking Shawna's vitals and another officer was helping Johnny with the CPR.

"Go ahead Squad 29," the nurse responded.

"Come on Shawna, I need you to fight," Johnny spoke to her between breaths.

"County, we have three victims of a restaurant explosion. The more serious of the three is a female, 36 years of age, who was trapped under a beam for about ten minutes or so. We've started CPR, vitals to follow."

"Come on sweetheart, you've got to fight," Johnny was urging her. Roy took her BP, pulse and respirations and then called back the hospital.

"County, vitals are BP is 60 by palpation, pulse is 25, and respirations are 12 and labored."

"Squad 29, start IV with D5W, insert esophageal airway and transport as soon as possible."

"10-4 County. IV with D5W, insert esophageal airway and transport. We have a chopper standing by and will be flying her in. ETA is approximately 10 minutes."

"10-4 Squad 29," the doctor responded. "Sounds like we might have some internal injuries also. Lets get X-ray down here for a full set."

"Yes doctor," the nurse replied. Meanwhile back at the scene, Johnny was inserting the esophageal airway while Roy started the IV. Johnny had noticed there was one man who was watching them very intently and he never took his eyes off Shawna.

"Esophageal airway is in," Johnny replied as he attached the ambubag to the airway tube so he wouldn't have to keep giving her breaths. The officer was however still doing the chest compressions.

"IV is in too. Lets get her on a backboard and get her to the chopper," Roy told his partner. He went to the squad to get the backboard and he noticed the man standing beside the patrol car watching Shawna intently. He then walked back over to where Johnny was and with the help of the police officer, they gently rolled Shawna onto the backboard and strapped her down. Once she was secure, the three men picked up the backboard and walked to the chopper. They slid her inside, Johnny and the officer climbed inside and then they lifted off heading toward County General.

"Shawna, it's Johnny. I need you to fight with everything that you have inside you. I can't lose you sweetheart," he kept telling her as they continued CPR. Roy was finishing up at the scene when Jim walked over to him.

"Excuse me."

"Yes sir."

"Can you tell me where they've taken Shawna Williams?"

"County General," Roy replied.

"Thank you," Jim replied. He walked back over to his car and he and Rocky left for the hospital. "Please God let her be all right." He prayed all the way to the hospital.