*Dispatch, Elmwood Engine 1, Squad 1 on scene.*
We pulled up to the scene just behind the engine, instantly met with heavy smoke puffing out from the roof of the small house. Aaron pulled the truck over, and we hopped out to the outside compartments, quickly throwing all of our gear on. Alycia stepped out of the side door of the rig, her eyes glued to the building in fear, and I hated that I didn't have time to settle her nerves, especially after the conversation we just had.
"Alycia!" I called out, earning her eyes and I pointed to Chief Paulson who had just finished his walk-around. "Go to the chief and stay with him! Everything's gonna be fine!"
Her worried gaze burned into mine, clearly apprehensive about leaving me, but knowing she had no choice, she slowly moved in the direction of the Chief, her eyes following me all the way to Joel.
"Y/n! Grab a line and stretch it to the front. Aaron, grab the Irons."
I rushed to the engine, grabbing the preconnect and flaking out the line before taking a knee over the nozzle and putting my mask on.
"WATER!!" Joel shouted out to Eric at the engine all while slamming the head of his axe into Aaron's halligan bar, prying the door open.
*Command to all crews, fire's gonna be at the Charlie Delta corner*
Within seconds, Joel and Aaron had the door open while thick, gray smoke poured from the inside, surrounding us instantly.
"Y/n, stay on my ass! Let's move!" Joel ordered, and I pulled the line inside, hitting the ceiling with the stream in hopes to cool down the room. The smoke was heavy, causing our vision to be completely lost into the darkness, so I heightened my own senses, being sure to keep track of where I was as to not get lost.
"GET DOWN!" We were only about 3 feet inside before the heat forced us to get low, so we crawled our way inside, running into scattered pieces of furniture as we caught the sight of the orange glow to our right.
*Command to all crews, we're getting reports of a missing child. Possible victim.*
This is not going in a very good direction.
"DAMN IT! SWITCH TO A PRIMARY SEARCH!" Joel ordered, and I quickly penciled the ceiling, cooling our environment as we started searching. But as I was moving forward into the house, my foot caught a dip in the hardwood floor. I swiped the heel of my boot across it, trying to feel what it was until my foot pushed through the gap in the floor.
"WATCH OUT GUYS! WE GOT A HOLE IN THE FLOOR!" I warned, holding an arm behind me to guide the rest of our team away from the crater. Something about the new discovery triggered alarm bells in my head. Despite the fact that the smoke was reading a fire on the main level, a hole in the floor is a very ominous sign, which told me that this might be a lot worse of a fire than we thought.
*Command to all crews, victim has been found, false alarm. Continue suppression as usual, no other occupants*
"GUYS PULL OUT, WE GOT A POSSIBLE BASEMENT FIRE!" Joel pushed us back, almost as if he had read my mind. Together we followed the attack line to the front door, nearly tripping over each other due to the broken furniture that fell into our path.
"Ow, god damn it! WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!" I followed the sound of bickering in front of me until I caught the white light of the outside door, and I was met with the cool air.
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Under Suppression
Fanfiction**Open Flame Sequel** "Bravery isn't the absence of Fear, but courage in the face of Fear" In a career with one of the highest suicide rates in the country, the need for mental health resources for health care workers is higher than before. With hos...
