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Date Posted: 09:42:40 10/03/06 Tue
Author: Crwe
Subject: inside
In reply to: The Crew 's message, "Inside" on 09:17:57 10/03/06 Tue

He fell down, on his knee�s next to his commander - grabbing the burning debris with his bare hands with Remy. They got a hole big enough for the people to crawl through and he instinctively worked with Remy to pull the people out and get them out into the hall and then out the door. �Braden is in the building, got the page from him. Going to go find Kyr and Haylie.� He stated to Remy, his head cocked to the side, his breath catching gently as he tried to gain control of his emotions enough to be useful. He needed to help his friends that weren�t already out, he needed to be the hero he was trained to be. �Don�t do anything stupid, Remy, think of Chase and Shay.� With that he turned around, spinning on his heel to go check the rest of the floor. He wasn�t even thinking about what was going on, about how it had happened, he was just focusing on getting everyone out. He stepped over bodies, there was no help for the dead, he had to focus on the living.

He had been on the floor above her when he heard her crying out. His eyes took in the flames all around him, covering the area where her voice was coming from. �Reese! Reese, baby, I am here!� He called out, squinting against the smoke that was tearing at his eyes. He could tell that his skin was heating and blistering, the blisters probably already popping but he didn�t feel anything, he was just focused on her. �Keep talking to me baby!� His shirt was on fire, shit. He tore it off of himself, moving bare chested through the flames as quickly as he could, feeling them lick at his neck and abs but trying to go fast enough where he himself wouldn�t catch on fire. �Talk to me Reesey! Let me know where you are, come on baby, just talk to me!!� He called out loudly, encouraging her as he found the hole and then realized that she was below him. Fuck.

She was crying out for Kyr even as she tried to be brave and think rationally. God, had getting pregnant ruined all her training? She looked for an escape path but could find nothing and she couldn�t risk jumping from the hole because the jar could injure the baby when she landed, however roughly. �Kyrian!� She called out with a whimper, her brow furrowed, she couldn�t think of any way to get out of there and she was starting to panic. She was trying not to inhale to much smoke, she didn�t want to hurt the babies lungs...oh god her baby. Her hand moved to her stomach, closing her eyes as she shifted to bring her knee�s up to her stomach, as if in a protective, cradling position around her swollen belly, protecting her child from the flames and debris.

She had been in the car, the nanny at home with Chase, when she had seen the smoke coming from the direction of HQ. Flipping on the radio, she heard the newscast and quickly, a little dangerously, made her way there. As soon as she saw the flames licking up the building she cried out, running towards the place. She had to get in there, she had to get to her husband. He was in there playing hero, she knew it and she needed to get to him and make sure he was ok. She was almost to the doors when someone grabbed her around the waist, another agent who had made their way out. �Mrs. McLean, you can�t go in there, the commander wouldn�t want you going in there.� The man started and then groaned as Shay kneed him in the balls and continued up the steps again. She squealed, writhing in the man�s arms, using her nails on his arms. �Let me go! I need to get to him! He needs me! Let me go!!!!�

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