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Roy saw drivers intercept his tour kids even as they clustered around the first little boy lying in the street who was already waking up from his faint. DeSoto leaned heavily on the garage frame for only a moment before he went back towards the squad. Only half of it was buried. He touched Cap on the arm, who had staggered to his feet to hang onto the squad's mirror. "You better?" he asked as he pulled the passenger side door open for the paramedic helmets there and got out the two turnout coats from the side compartment he could reach. He handed Johnny's to Cap to wear and put on his own. "Yeah, I think so. I think a board hit me in the head when I pushed the boy out of the way..." he gasped, catching his breath.. "I heard Kelly's blast just now. Any sign of Lopez?" Roy shook his head. "Not yet." Then he thought of something else. "Mike!!" And he yelled to the kitchen which was now dark. A part of the roof outside had fallen over the window, blocking out the sunlight. The smell of gas was very strong when they both got there to where the door was partially jammed open. Looking through the cracked glass window in the door, they saw a pair of legs on the floor... Lopez's... "Marco?!!" Roy started to push on the door, trying to break it out of its jammed frame. "No, you need an air bottle in there. Go!" Cap said, pulling him away. Roy ran back to the squad, shoving and kicking away debris to get to the right store compartment. He got on his tank in record time. He was back at the kitchen entryway when Cap finally got the door open with a crowbar. |
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Hank coughed as a wall of gas boiled out over him. "Get him out first. Then go back for Stoker and the woman.." Cap ordered Roy as DeSoto put on his face mask and reset his helmet over it.. A small form shot out from under their feet, from the darkness, yelping.. It was Bonnie.. She disappeared through a crack leading to the backyard as if on a mission.. Roy sighed in relief.. "Bonnie's alive. Gas can't be too bad in there.." he shouted through his face plexiglass. He got to Marco and grabbed him by the shoulders. Even as Roy did so, he shouted. "Mike!! Miss Thorne!!?" He couldn't see anything at first as his retinas still burned with sun dazzle.. But then he saw that the side door had been chopped down with an axe and opened and he caught a brief glimpse of Stoker carrying out Miss Thorne into the only direction he could, into the backyard.. She seemed out cold and he seemed to be hurrying more than just because of the gas danger. ::She must be worse off than Marco if Stoker left him behind.:: Roy thought. Then Cap's HT crackled as Roy finished dragging Marco out near where outside air was pouring through the children's escape hole washing away the gas fumes. Roy listened to a new incoming voice even as he watched Cap get Marco's airway secure for a listening check. It was Chet.. ##I'm ok, and two twin girls and the boys who were with me. We're out in the yard! I don't see Gage. But I think I know where he is.. Bonnie's digging through a brick pile..## came Kelly's voice. ##The woman's respiratory arrested. Stoker's working on her now.## Roy pulled off his mask and tank and snatched up the HT Cap had left on Marco's stomach. ##We hear you Chet. Hang on. Marco's unconscious, too. Let us get a handle on his situation and we'll be right there! We got the rest of the kids out. L.A.'s on the ball and the gas is getting shut off..## He heard the sirens from the approaching police car arrive and shut down. Very soon, Roy heard someone climbing over the debris in the driveway and a face peered into the place in the torn main doors where the children had gotten out. |
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It was Vince. "You boys ok in there?! Everyone's fine out here by the road!" Roy shouted from his place by Cap and Marco, talkie still in hand and to his ear, listening to Chet's continuing report even while he shouted at Vince. "Go to the yard Vince.!.. Johnny's trapped and Stoker and Chet's got an arrest victim.. We'll get out there with the gear soon as we can..Marco needs us right now." He ducked when Vince's body weight and movement jarred tilted rafters and made plaster pieces fall onto the three of them as he hastened to go where directed. Roy glanced back down to Marco, removing his overcoat. "Cap, is he still breathing?" -------------------------- |
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***************************************** Date: Mon, 21 Oct 2002 23:37:20 -0700 (PDT) From: "Patti Keiper" <theaterhost@voyagerliveaction.com> Subject: Digging by Daylight.. Hank looked up. "Barely. He's gonna need O2 and I think something else is wrong with him. He feels awfully hot to me." "Yeah well, we gotta get him out of here first. Who knows when the gas company will get L.A's stop order. This earthquake might have given them higher priorities.." Roy said. "Last thing we need is 100 % O2 mixing with all the fumes in here." "Hey..Knock it off, t-that's my line." Cap quipped. Roy grinned, which levelled, as he concentrated on a quick assessment of Marco's condition. He got a grip on Lopez's carotid, and paused as he got an initial breathing rate visually. "Marco's doing well enough for an evac, Cap.. Watch him a sec. I'm going to see if I can free up a stokes for him and the resuscitator. Stoker's gonna need it if that school teacher's down too deep." "I remember hearing about her.." Cap shook his head, trying to clear it. "Yeah. That's right..S-Sounds like a plan.." Roy looked up at Cap. "Hey. You all right to be alone for a bit? You still look groggy." "It's nothing. I'm only a little woozy. Go.." he said, meeting Roy's eyes evenly with his own to show the truth in his words. DeSoto studied Cap for a moment but was finally convinced. He ran. He got to where the squad's rear compartment was and started to lift off rafter beams and ceiling pieces until he got down to the rescue truck's heavy equipment locker doors. Miraculously, he got everything he needed free in half a minute. He set the biophone, drug box, defib, O2, and the IV box next to the squad stokes on the brick strewn floor in the only narrow space available. Along the wall map's baseboard. On a whim thought, he grabbed shovel. ::There's not much digging Chet and Vince can do getting to Johnny with their bare hands.:: That done he shouted. "Cap.. How're you doing?!" Hank didn't answer right away. |
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