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Ian had never ran on so much devastation and adrenaline. So much chaos was still going on around him. Soon enough the fire department would be there. Criminals would be running for their lives, and the every-man-for-themselves mentality would start to kick in. Ian wasn't everybody though.

As the house crumbled and burned all Ian could think about was how to get back in. He knew he wouldn't get back out if he did but this was Mickey in there. He always knew in the back of his head some day they would find each other again. It was supposed to be Mickey and Ian till the end of time.

Ian scooped the shards of class from the window. "Ian what are you doing?" Debbie shouted with so much fear in her voice. Her brother had completely lost it and she didn't know how to save him from himself. "Ian no!" she cried aloud. Ian couldn't get in because a piece of debris had been blocking the window now. He tried to move it to side but the fire made it impossible. "Lip!" debbie yelled with a strained voice.

"I gotta find another way in." Ian didn't think clearly or rationally, just quickly. As he tried another window Lip made his way over with someone Ian hadn't seen in a long time. They tried to take hold of him but now that he was prepared they couldn't detain him.

"You don't gotta do this man." Lip tried to reason with him. Ian could hear the sirens from afar. He knew once the firemen got there he wouldn't be able to get inside.

"No! You don't understand. Just help me please!" He screamed and paced and cried and felt like he was running out of options. Ian punched through the window in frustration.

"Ian! If you go in there you and Mickey are not getting out. You will not come out! The house is falling to the ground." Lip screamed at Ian to get him to listen to him. Ian ignored him and started to climb the window. Lip quickly pulled him out. He pushed him to the ground and punched him in the face three times. "Hey!" He screamed in Ian's face as he squirmed to get lose. "This house is about to go. You're not getting in there!"

"Yes I am!" Ian screamed back. He saw firemen rushing towards the house. Ian was too late. "Nononono." Ian cried and began to settle down under Lips hold. Ian was shaking uncontrollably but stopped fighting. He turned his head to see Mandy on her knees as Debbie held her. She had tears in her eyes and a sick looking feeling. "I'm so sorry." Ian apologized but he doesn't think Mandy heard him.

Everyone else had bailed and it was just them next to the house. "Can you get him out of here please?" Lip asked the man. "I'll take the girls."

"I got him." Steve began to lift Ian up off the ground with Lip. Ian couldn't even process what in the world his ex-flings son and sisters ex-con artist boyfriend was doing here. It started to feel like some elaborate dream Ian painted in his head. He began to believe it when he thought about it more. He went along with the idea that none of this had happened and Mickey was somewhere safe and far away from this disaster. Ian found himself numb and able to follow Jimmy-Steve to his car.

They got inside the car and started driving. Ian couldn't say anything. He just watched at sights pass by him. They all felt like blurs of colors and insignificant matter darting past his eyes at fifty miles an hour. Ian started to wonder why they were driving for so long in circles but realized he didn't care to know the answer. "Hungry?" Steve asked.

Ian slowly turned his head and locked eyes with steve. That was his way of giving him his answer. Ian didn't want to eat, or talk, or breathe he just wanted Mickey. Just the sound of his name in his head brought on a stabbing pain in his stomach. Ian realized he wouldn't survive the car ride without talking to Steve. "What are you doing here?"

"I was helping a friend." Steve didn't go in to detail because he knew that would mean explaining everything and he knew Ian couldn't handle that right now. "It's crazy how much you guys have grown up." He made small talk. "It's just hard to grasp you know? Like you could be gone for what feels like a little while and when you get back it just feels like everything is different."

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