When you think of heroes, you see capes and masks, but what about the scrapes and bruises? The etched scars that are permanently tattooed onto their skin and in their hearts.
Cassandra Fields is a rookie firefighter looking for her purpose in the w...
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LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA OCTOBER 29TH, 2018 8:33 P.M.
"HEN DO YOU THINK I'M A BITCH?" Cassie suddenly asked out of the blue looking up from her phone, while Hen and Buck spent their downtime doing various tasks that ranged from reading books to being complete dorks in the stations sitting area.
"Only a bad bitch." Hen joked earning a high five from Cassie.
"What about you Evan? Do you think I'm a bitch?" Cassie asked Buck, still not over what happened last week, and she made sure he wouldn't forget it. The animosity she had for the man was long gone, but now it was just unfair pettiness that seemed to never end.
"I-" before he could respond the alarm went off, earning everyone's attention, saving his ass from Cassie's daily torments about how he and Taylor Kelly called her a bitch on camera last week. Not his finest moments. And if he hadn't learned already, Cassie wasn't one to let things go easily. Not until she was ready, and by the looks of things, who knew how long that could take?
Jumping into action, everyone sprinted to grab their black and neon turnout gear and loaded themselves into the bright red fire engine. Halloween was just around the corner , so who knows what kind of trouble people had gotten themselves into? Cassie was expecting horror movie antics gone wrong, however she wasn't expecting a guy to get sucked into a grave plot, like some sort of zombie.
"So we have one guy still missing?" Bobby asked the man in charge of the cemetery.
"Yes, it's horrible. Elisio and Stavros were preparing Mrs. Mandechek's final resting place, and they just got sucked in." The man panicked rushing after the team fearing for his workers lives.
Chimney had placed an oxygen mask on Elisio who was covered head to toe in dirt, and apparently he was unable to help his co-worker, Stavros, when they were digging a plot for a grave. "Sir can you tell me what happened down there?" Bobby inquired looking over his injuries, making sure he was conscious enough to give them enough information about the situation.
"Me and Stavros were... digging a plot..." Elisio coughed from the amount of dirt he had inhaled. "When we got pulled in, it was like the grave was digging itself." He finished holding onto the oxygen mask, as it was the only thing helping him breathe properly at the moment. Cassie then began to check his vitals while Chimney observed the area where they had been sucked in carefully beside her.
"A sinkhole." Chimney announced pointing his flashlight in the direction of the backhoe, the bright light of his flashlight catching all of their confused expressions. "The quake shifted everything around down there. We're all basically walking around on eggshells and bubble wrap. See it?"
