Heartless • Evan Buckley

His head's in a microwave?

Chanel slipped the gauze off his leg and grimaced, "He's losing a lot of blood. Keep pressure on it" she said throwing the gauze away, Buck moved closer and put his hands on his leg a little too hard

"Not-not too much pressure" Eddie stuttered grabbing the device to grab the grenade, after a second Eddie managed to grab the grenade, "There it is"

"All right, so pull it out. Come on" Buck glanced up at him, "I got to.. be careful" he said slowly pulling it out

"The sensor measures the distance traveled based on how many rotations the shell made after the launch. The key is not to turn the shell while we pull it out" Eddie explained

"Okay, yeah, so dont turn it" Buck muttered, "Just breath, you got it"

"Just have to..." Eddie groaned slipping the grenade from his leg, "Buck grab the box" Chanel said slipping between the two and placing new gauze over his wound

Eddie slowly and carefully put the grenade into the box, they all let out a breath of relief as it didnt explode, Eddie and Chanel looked at Buck as he put the lid on and accidentally moved it

They waited a second before letting out another breath in relief, Chanel held onto his leg as they carefully took Charlie out of the ambulance, she switched the gauze once more cleaning it off before tightly securing it around his leg before they wheeled him into the hospital

"You're badass under pressure, brother" Eddie turned around to look at Buck, "Me?" Buck chuckled

"Hell yeah. You can have my back any day" Eddie said taking his gear off, "Yeah. Or, you could, you know.... you could have mine" he said making them laugh

"Deal" he nodded, the two shaking hands as Bobby and Chanel walked over to them after she cleaned up

"Nice work, fellas and Chanel, im glad you three made it out of there. Mainly Chanel" Bobby joked putting an arm around his daughter's shoulders

"The guys a professional, Cap" Buck smiled patting Eddie's shoulder, "I was never really worried"

The four jumped, Buck quickly pulling Chanel back when all the sudden the grenade went off in the ambulance making it explode, "Holy fuck!"

"So... you guys hungry?" Eddie turned towards the three, "I.. i could eat" Chanel shrugged

The next day Chanel was dressed in her scrubs as she made her way to the fire house, she had just got out of surgery, this dude got dared to eat 10 marbles and it didnt go in his favor

She changed into her firefighter pants and button up before flopping on the couch with Buck, "Promise me you'll never be dumb enough to eat 10 marbles" she muttered

He chuckled leaning back in the couch and playing with her hair, "Tell me Nels, did someone eat 10 marbles and you had to cut em open?"

"Yes" she groaned placing her head on his lap and closing her eyes, "For 10 bucks"

9-1-1 what's your emergency?"

"Yeah. We-we need help. My friend got a microwave suck to his head"

"His head is stuck in a microwave?"

"No.. it's cemented on"

"Up and at em!" Bobby called out when the alarm went off, "Chanel, get dressed, we might need you" he added making the girl groan and stand up

The group had arrived at the call and got out of the firetruck, Chanel had her bag around her shoulder as she looked at the mansion

Some dude ran down the stairs and ran over, "Quick. They're in the back!" he said walking besides her, "We put a tub in so he could breath. I think the cement smushed it"

Chanel raised a brow as they began to job towards the back, "Is this like... some youtube video?"

"Dont judge. Followers equal cash" he said shortly, the group quickly following him towards the back yard

"What his name?" Bobby said as they ran over to in face see a dude with a microwave cemented onto his head, "Jessie"

"Jessie, this is Captain Nash, LAFD. Can you hear me? All right, he is totally cut off in this thing. Let's get some screwdrivers, try to get this frame off" Bobby said, Eddie grabbed a screwdriver as Chanel grabbed a blood pressure cuff, wrapping it around his arm and before also checking his pulse

"Chanel, what do we got?"

"Pulse 120, BP, 150/110" she replied as he began to panic, "He's panicking"

"All right, he's starting to choke"

Chanel placed the stethoscope down, "His saliva has probably aspirated through the breathing tube and clogged"

"Hey, hey, hey"

"Hold on one second" they all began to talk at once as Jessie stood up and began to panic

"Relax"

"Calm down!"

"Jessie, calm down!"

Chanel gasped when he turned around only to fall into the pool and immediately suck towards the bottom, Eddie and Buck quickly jumped into the pool and grabbed him

"Watch his neck" Chanel said as they carefully pulled him out of the pool and laid him down, she crouched down and grabbed his wrist, "His pulse is weak. I have no reparation"

Chimney turned towards the two dudes, "Is there a plastic bag in there or something?"

"Yeah, we put it on his head before we poured the concrete. Please dont let him die. He's my best friend since kindergartner"

"I cant get in there"

"Yeah, we had 30 minutes to get him out of here. Now we got 30 seconds"

Chimney leaned down and began to rub his chest lightly, "No response to sternal rub"

"Pulse is fading. Still no respiration" Chanel spoke up, "All right, Buck, once we get this frame off, you and I are gonna go hammer and chisel on that block"

"Starting compressions" Chanel said seeing his pulse dropping even lower, placing her hands over the other and on his chest before she began to count

Buck and Eddie finally got the film off the microwave, "All right, Buck, you're hammer, im chisel. Let's go" Bobby said passing him the tool

"I can do this" Buck nodded watching Bobby stick the chisel into the cement, Buck grabbing the hammer and beginning to hit it, "Again. Again"