Pruitt
"Bishop!" I called when I arrived.
Maya looked over.
"Move this ladder into position. I'm going up."
I had slid my firefighter pants and boots on.
"You can't, sir. The roof is too unstable. Whoever vents that roof will fall in."
I sat my hat on a silver tin.
"Copy that. Move the damn ladder."
"Captain, wait! Wait!"
"Bishop, I hand-picked every member of this team."
I slid my firefighter jacket on.
"Not all of you were the best recruits but I picked each one of you specifically. Because you were the right mix, the right magic to become a family."
I was zipping it.
"A crew that would love each other, risk their lives for each other. That's what I have to do today for my family."
I zipped it all the way up.
"Sir, yo-- You're not well. You can't."
"Exactly. That's why I'm gonna save my daughter's life and I'm gonna do right now what I've done for the last 40 years of my life. Which is be a damn firefighter. Now, you get me on that roof. That's an order from your Captain."
"Yes, sir."
Maya set up the ladder.
"Maya, you tell Andrea that everything I did, every single thing I did her whole life I did because I loved her. I know I made some mistakes but I loved her. You tell her that."
"Yes, sir."
I climbed up the ladder.
I coughed before getting off the ladder.
Lawrence
"Copy that. What's... Hey. Someone's on the roof. A male. Around 60."
"Damn it, Herrera. Hot-headed probie." I commented.
Pruitt
I exhaled sharply, pulling my pants up higher.
I wielded the axe.
I hit the roof.
Warren
"Bishop, my patient is stable. We are headed to Grey Sloan for further treatment." I informed her over the radio.
"Bishop?" I called when she didn't answer me.
"Copy, Warren."
I heard it in her voice.
Maya was upset.
"Is something wrong?"
"Cap-- Captain Herrera is on the roof."
"Finish closing and get him to the hospital."
"Yeah."
I took the surgeon gown off.
I opened the doors.
I threw the surgeon cap back in there.
Captain Herrera was on the roof.
Pruitt
I was breathing heavily.
I went back to hacking away at the roof.
