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Building collapses were some of the worst kinds of disasters he dealt with. Rubble fell indiscriminately and unpredictably and as good as he usually was at evacuation, he hated himself when he missed anyone.
But why of every person here did it have to be you?
"(Y/N)! (Y/N), if you can hear me, say something!"
The reply was shaky and quiet, but coherent. "I-I'm here..."
Oh thank God! But you were still buried under tons of rubble and he could sense your racing pulse. In the event you'd sustained an injury you could go into shock, and he needed to make sure you were stable enough to assess yourself for injury before he accidentally sent you into more stress.
"We've got a civilian under the rubble here! Conscious but unknown condition. We need to uncover them quickly!" One of the other heroes present radioed out for assistance in his earshot. You'd have plenty of heroes here to help you in a moment, but for now he needed to keep you from getting hysterical - an extra challenge considering he was bordering on edge himself.
"Mondays, am I right?"
"Haha, it's Thursday, Hawks."
"That's right. Oh well, early weekend, you think?
"The boss will probably still ask if I can come in later today when this blows over, actually!"
Oh good, you were cognizant and even capable of humor! An excellent sign. Already some other sidekicks were pulling off the major chunks of debris, and he was soon able to see you, if only barely.
"How does Fiji sound?" He was uncharacteristically grasping at straws for conversation topics as he pitched in to pull rubble off of you with his feathers.
"Fiji?"
"Three days in Fiji after this is over! You know, that long weekend coming up!"
"Don't you have work?" The two of you knew there were others around trying to mitigate disaster, but you two talked as if you were alone.
"I'll do all the paperwork overnight and take emails. I'm sure they'll cut me some slack. How're you doing?" Finally now that he could see your face, still shaken, but whole aside from superficial scratches.
"Besides the chunk of concrete on my back I'm ok."
"Can you feel your toes?" If you were crushed under a piece of rubble you could have a spinal or internal injury. "Can you wiggle them?"
"Yeah, I can." Thank God.
From there the other heroes were able to help free you and Hawks personally carried you to the safety after checking you for injury.
"I gotta keep going, but HypoHelper here should take good care of you. He has to, I know where he lives!"
The medical hero accepted you from his arms graciously, having done the same song and dance with Hawks before; and Hawks returned to help cleaning up the mess which, thanks to his help, didn't take long. Soon he was back to check on you.
"You look awful." You quipped in his direction as he accepted a cup of tea and sat still for the first time in hours. Looking into the cup he saw the surface of the liquid quake and realized he was shaking.
"It's just life or death. Happens every day." He joked, but a very heavy sigh escaped his chest and left him feeling light headed.
"The good news is that it looks like I get the long weekend after all. I still don't know that you will, though."
He gave a dry chuckle. "Heh, well maybe after thinking it over, a staycation is a better idea than all those moving parts anyway. How about movie marathons and takeout instead?"
"Deal."
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