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"Help Is Not Coming"
Season 2, Episode 3

"Ryles." Hen shouted, trying to get Rylin to gain consciousness.

Her head was pounding, feeling like she just got hit by a bus. She groaned as she slowly opened her eyes, "What the hell happened?"

"Well. Based on our surroundings, it seems that we fell under a bunch of debris." Hen struggled.

"Are you okay?" Rylin asked.

"Yeah- just trying to get this thing off of me." she said as she struggled to get a bit of rubble off her leg.

Rylin started towards Hen seeing as she had a clear pathway toawrds her, but as she went to move, a sharp pain surged through her ribcage.

After nearly yelling in pain, Hen spoke up. "Don't move, you probably broke a few ribs when you landed."

Rylin groaned in response, carefully leaning back on a pile of debris.

"Bobby!" Hen shouted as she attempted to radio the team. "Buck! Chim!?" she called. "Rylie, my radio's broken. Mind checking yours?"

Rylin slowly held up her radio with a sigh. It was crushed during the fall. "Hate to say it, but mine's broken too."

The two started shouting, trying to see if the team or anyone for that matter, was down there with them.

"Hey! Hello?" Hen called out. Coughing was heard not to far from the duo.

"What is it, Hen?" Rylin shouted, her breathing getting heavy. The next few minutes, she ended up sitting in silence. She was aware Hen found someone and had her attention focused on whoever it was. She didn't bother shouting anymore.

"You okay?" Rylin breathed as she saw Hen coming towards her with a solemn look on her face. Hen explained to Rylin about the 122 firefighter. She was unable to save him.

"Think you can walk? Well- crawl?" she asked, realizing there isn't much standing room under all the debris.

"Yeah, but it's gonna hurt like a bitch." Rylin managed.

"We'll take it easy. We just need to get out of here." Hen said. Rylin nodded in response.

After continuously trying to barge their way through cars and scraps, they had no luck.

"Dammit!" Hen grunted in annoyance. She tossed a crowbar she had found earlier on, then leaning against a car.

"Hey." Rylin said, shuffling over. "We're gonna get out of here, okay?"

Ignoring Rylin, Hen took her phone out of her pocket, opening wait seemed to be the voice memos app. Rylin watched sadly as Hen spoke into her phone, giving a message to her wife, Karen.

As soon as Hen ended the voice memo, Rylin was quick— despite her possibly broken ribs— to hug Hen. There was no words said. Rylin was close to giving up alongside Hen.

Maybe this is what she deserves, she thought. Her mother never wanted her to become a firefighter. It's too dangerous. Her mom said. It's a job for men. You'll never make it as a firewoman. Her mom said.