Altruism | Part Four : Love

Episode Six

"thank you" Ana murmurs, hoarsely, when a firefighter hands her a bottle of water.

She takes small sips, feeling the cool liquid soothe her sore throat. Her nose and throat are burning from the inhalation of smoke. There is little that can be done about her nose but the water certainly helps her throat.

The sound of sirens is giving her a little bit of headache from where she's sat in the back of an ambulance, a blanket wrapped around her. The number of police cars and firefighters on the scene is definitely too many, but when the first responders found out whose apartment was on fire, they very quickly arrived at the scene.

Smitty is currently on a run to procure her donuts. Ana really isn't in the mood to eat but Smitty seemed so desperate to help that she couldn't deny him anything. 

Meanwhile the detectives and Sergeant Grey are trying to figure out who the hell set her bed on fire, but their anger is clouding their brain, making it almost impossible to get anything done.

Lucy, Nolan, and Aaron are their runners, chasing after lead after that ends up being dead end after dead end.

Tim, surprisingly, is very calm, or at least the most calm out of everyone. He was the first to arrive on scene and after making sure Ana was being taken care of, he's been contacting the FBI and CIA to pool all of their information together. 

Tamara is sitting next to Ana, asleep on Ana's shoulder and wrapped in a similar blanket to the one Ana is wearing.

The reason Ana's throat is so sore and she has a few first degree burns is because she insisted on rescuing Billy, Max, and Moose. Not that Moose really needed rescuing, when Ana left the front door open, he was out of there as fast as a lightning bolt. Billy was also easy to grab but Max is a kitten and was not in the mood to be picked up, despite her life literally being threatened.

Cats can be pretty stupid sometimes.

All three of Ana's animals are safely at Tim's house, he swung back by his house to drop them off and to get Ana some clothes. Underneath the blanket she's wrapped in, Ana is sporting one of Tim's old military shirts and his sister's leggings. 

"Nugget, got a call for you" Tim says, walking over, holding a vibrating phone.

"thank you" Ana says, hoarsely.

Tim gives her a smile and kisses her forehead.

"hi" Ana answers the phone.

"nugget, are you okay? Tim said they don't know who the stupid bastard is but I swear to god once he's in prison, I will beat the shit out of him. I'm not kidding nugget, this is unacceptable, targeting you? Caine and Thomas are livid and so am I-..." Oscar starts to ramble over the phone.

"Oscar?" Ana asks, interrupting him, while Tim lays Tamara down on the stretcher in the ambulance.

"of course it's me, kid, who else do you think it would be?" Oscar questions.

"you're in prison, how are you on the phone right now?" Ana asks.

"the warden gave me a phone" Oscar shrugs.

Ana frowns. "okay... but I'm okay, you really don't need to worry"

"all I'm doing right now is worrying! You know what we would do if something happened to you?" Oscar inquires.

"no..." Ana trails off, not sure where he's going with this. 

"we would literally all perish off the face of the Earth, a world without you in it... it'd be terrible, please don't leave us, nugget" Oscar pleads.