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    That day is forever burned into my memories, as the start of everything bad in my life.
    I was 22, I had been in fire fighter training since I had gotten out of high school and had graduated from the academy and been placed in a house 2 years ago. After a accident I had complications that pulled me from that job, but my love was at that station.
    Being a firefighter I was also certified as a paramedic, it was a required certificate he serve. Just encase the ambulance hadn't shown up and there was a medical emergency. So I took the open job at the station as a paramedic.
    My brother, Colton, is also a firefighter. He's about 4 years older than me and is in another house in about 2 districts over from the one I'm in.
    That day there was a building collapse in their district but because of how big it was we were called over. I saw my brother run into the building as I stood outside. Caring to the 20+ construction workers they had pulled out. Smoke inhalation here, a few abrasions, some burns, nothing serious.
    There was so much going on that I didn't see Colton walk out as our Chief told everyone to evacuate. The building was to unstable to be safe anymore, and right after that I heard the blast. The sound of glass shattering as the windows were blown away, falling to the ground as smoke rolled from the now open windows. "Colton wasn't out! Colton wasn't out!" I heard someone yell, and as I heard his name my head shot up.
    I looked around to see if I saw him, surely I had, he would of come over and given me crap but he hadn't yet. "No, NO!" I shouted, feeling the needle I held in my hand drop to the ground, the world stopped as I realized where the explosion had been and where he had last reported in. He was in the floor below, the floor had to have fallen onto him or trapped him.
    I heard my name, and I saw people move but I ran into the black smoke as it rolled through the door way. "Colton! Colton!" I shouted. Running to the stairs as I grabbed the railing, covering my mouth as I felt the smoke already filling my mouth.
    I followed the sound of the alarm that was strapped to his gear, it went off if the wearer wasn't moving enough. "Come on, Come on..." I muttered as I followed the noise. Jogging into the area that he had last checked in.
    It was a mess, beams that held up the walls had fallen, pieces of dry wall, pieces of the ceiling, and insulation. Dust and smoke clouding my vision but I heard a cough. "Colton, Colton!" Coughing as I caught a view of him, illuminated by the outside light through a busted window. Finding my way through the mess I reached my hand out for him to grab. "Come on, grab my hand! Grab my hand damn it Colton." I muttered as I looked at him. Blood dripping down his face, running into his eyes as dirt was dusted onto his face.
    He shook his head, not putting his hand out and he had this look on his face, tears now dripping down his face. "Shiloh, stop. You can't pull me out, there's a beam against me."
    "No! I'm not giving up!" I growled in frustration with the situation. "Squad 3, I need back up. There's a beam and I need something to cut it! I need some help!" My finger on the button of the radio that was connected to everyone else's. I waited a minute, two, I heard muttering but I no response. "Squad? Chief?" I pleaded as I watched my brother.
    "I'm sorry Shiloh...We can't send anyone up. It's to dangerous." I heard the chiefs voice through the muffled speaker and I shook my head.
    "No, I just need some help! Just send one person up!" My voice now chocked up as I watched my brother as he head lean forward. He knew what was going to happen.
    "Stop Shiloh...Just stop. Get out before more of this falls and kills you." His voice breaking as he looked back up at me. Tears cleaning the dirt and blood from his face.
    "No! I'm not going to leave!" I muttered looking at him, feeling and tasting the tears as they fall. One drop at a time. I heard the creking of the building and suddenly felt a force grab me. Turning as I saw the Chiefs face and felt him pulling me away. "NO! STOP!" I shouted as I tried to wiggle from his grasp, but he wouldn't let up. "I can't leave him! He's my brother!" I cried out as the Chief picked me up. Dragging me down the stairs as I heard the ceiling collapse in the same room we had just been in. "NO!" I screamed as I felt my body go limp. My body shaking as I felt my heart breaking inside of me. The last family member I had left, gone. My brother who I had grown up with and my best friend who I loved more than anything in the world. Gone, like that.
    The next thing I remember was standing outside the building. Everyone was lined up in two lines outside of the door I had run into about an hour ago. They went up to fetch his body, and I heard them coming down the stairs. And soon they emerged. Three men, carrying a stretcher, his body laying still and silent as they carried him out.
    I stepped out of line and took the metal handle of the stretched in my hand, feeling the cold metal against my hand. Keeping my eyes straight ahead, scared to look at his body, scared to look at everyone else in fear that I would break down.
    I helped them carry the stretcher to the ambulance and pulled him up inside. Closing the door and hitting it softly in order to signal the driver that it was OK to leave. I watched the van pull out, the tears now washing away the dirt and filth that covered my face. My hands shaking by my side before I felt a hand on my shoulder. Gripping it tightly, the Lute-nit of the Squad looked into my eyes as I turned to him. He put his arm around me and lead me away. Taking me to the Squad truck and back to the station.
    As we pulled into the garage I jumped out of the truck and walked inside. Keeping my head down as I stepped into the locker area. Sitting down on the bench as I held my face into my hands, feeling my body shake.



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    Skylar was a paramedic who was helping at the scene. She had gone back with the firefighters checking on them as well. It was a terrible accident and she wanted to make sure everyone was ok. She noticed before they pulled into a the garage that one man jumped out and walked in. Once they parked she got out quickly. Sky went into the building quickly leaving the others to find the man who jumped out. Sky walked into the changing room slowly. A frown on her face as she looked around as she walked through. She got to the end and saw the back of the young man who had jumped out of the truck. She tilted her head and stood still as she looked at him before her eyes widened in realization. He was the man who ran into the building after the other and was pulled out. She slowly walked over to him and stopped a foot away. "Hey.." She spoke in a quiet voice trying not to startle him. Sky knew what it was like to loose someone close to her. Her brother had died in a car accident a few years ago while she was training to be a medic. She bit her lip as she looked at the man in front of her with sadness. "I wanted to come in and check on you... I saw you jump out of the truck before everyone else. I'm a paramedic." She spoke making sure to keep her voice soft and comforting.

    Sorry, I'm super inactive right now due to finals and the end of school. But my last day is Wednesday and I will be back and as active as ever! Sorry about this, hope your still interested.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]I sat there, head in my hands not looking up as I heard her walk in, figuring it was just someone else coming in to grab a fresh pair of clothes that weren't soiled with soot or even blood. My uniform stained with my blood and others from working on various patients that came out. I had also gotten a pretty nice gash on my cheek when I was being pulled out, a piece of the metal beam catching my face as the body collapsed even more. But as I heard her voice and felt her touch I looked up, blood still dripping down my face from the gash. Whipping my eyes and the blood with the sleeve of my shirt, the pair of gloves I was wearing sitting next to me, those too stained with blood.
    Just looking up at her, I didn't say anything else. My eyes red from rubbing them and crying, my body shaking as I held cries deep down in my stomach. My hair messed up from grabbing fist full of it and beating myself up on the inside. I didn't feel like talking, I just wanted to sit here and listen to someone else or just by myself. [/fancypost]
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    Skylar felt a pull on her heart when he looked up at her seeing his red puffy eyes and cut on his cheek. She watched as he wiped away the blood and tears he was trying so hard to hold back. She smiled weakly at him and moved her eyes to his cut. "Let's get this cleaned up first." She spoke quietly to him. Skylar brought her equipment with her when she walked in. She turned her body to face him completely and opened her bag. She got out the alcohol wipes and the steri-strips used as stitches. She moved closer to him and looked into his eyes. She knew to be catious because sometimes people lashed out on her. "This will hurt only for a moment." She spoke trying to keep him calm. She moved her eyes back to the gash and moved her hand up to gently hold his face. Sky's hands were softly and gentle as she tilted his head up slightly. She began to clean around the cut with a wet cloth then used the alcohol wipes to gently clean the wound. Her eyebrows were furrowed together as she concentrated on her work. Sky then placed the steri-strips over his gash. She finished and put her stuff away. Sky didn't move from her spot as she looked back up at him. "I'm sorry for your lose." She then spoke after a long moment. "I lost my brother three years ago from a car accident. We were close, so I know how it feels. It is a terrible thing." She spoke. Sadness filled her eyes but she pushed it away to focus on the man in front of her. She kept her eyes on his that were still red and puffy. He looked as if he were about to burst into tears but was holding back. Sky knew it was unprofessional but she couldn't help herself. She wrapped her arms around the man and moved closer. She had her arms around his back and his face next to hers. She rested her chin on his shoulder and closed her eyes. Sky had one hand on the back of his shoulder and the other at the bottom of his head and top of his neck. "It will get better. I promise." She whispered to him and closed her eyes. She knew that she wished that someone was there to just hold her when it happened to her but people left her alone.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; font-size: 20px; text-align: justify; font-family: ms mincho; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -4px;]✧ —Shiloh Lark[/fancypost]
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]Feeling the weight of the bench dip as she sat down, I looked over at her. Whipping my runny nose and my tears, hearing her soft voice tell me that she was going to clean the wound. Almost like I was a child, but I needed it. I needed to just be comforted right now and it felt great. Nodding as she got everything out I felt her finger tips on my face as she titled my head up. Dabbing the gash with various cleaning stuff onto the wound. Wincing just as the alcohol sizzled and cleaned the wound so it wouldn't get infected. "Thanks..." I muttered softly as she finished everything up. Listening to her story and realizing we have a little bit more in common than we thought.
    "I'm sorry...It sucks..." I sniffled as I looked over at her, watching her put her things away before she turned and hugged me, feeling her hand gripping my shoulder, her chin on my shoulder. I sat there for a minute before I hugged her back, burying my face in her shoulder, I was fine for a minute before the picture of watching my brother, sitting under all of that rubble, filled my head. Replaying the scene over and over as if I could stop it. Figuring out what I could of done, if I had gotten there sooner, if I could of pulled the rubble off of him. My eyes clouded as I felt tears stream down my face. [/fancypost]
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    Skylar felt his tears stain her uniform and she tightened her grip around him. She held him close to her and stayed silent knowing nothing she could say would help but only her comfort. After a minute the hand on the back of his neck moved up to his hair gently running her fingers through it gently. Sky was glad that he had hugged her back and buried his face in her neck accepting her attempt to help him. The hand on his shoulder loosened as she began to trace shapes into his back to calm him. "It's ok to cry. I know it hurts." She whispered to him. "I'm here." She added after a moment. She tilted her head to lean against his. Sky hated seeing other people in pain, that is why she became a medic, so she could help people. She felt her heart aching for the man she held knowing how he felt. Sky refused to open her eyes knowing they would water and she soon would cry as well as memories of what had happened to her brother rushed back. She stayed strong and kept calm so she would worry the man knowing she would only make it worse.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]Sitting there for a few moments I pulled away and wiped my eyes. "I'm sorry to un-load on you like that. Can I make it up to you by taking you out to dinner, or a drink. Or what ever." Trying to occupy myself and postpone going to an empty home later tonight. The first time of many that it would be empty and I hated that. I didn't want to go home and not have my brother hide behind the door and attack me as I open it. Rubbing my eyes until I couldn't feel anymore tears on my face.
    Looking back at her I heard the alarm go off that there was another call coming in.
    "Fire Truck 61, Ambulance 6..." The announcer said an address as I stood up and brushed the worst of the dirt I could.
    "I''m sorry, I need to go." Scrambling for a piece of paper in my pocket I wrote down my number and handed it to her. "Can I text you when I get off and we could figure something out?" Offering a fake, smile I walked out of the locker room and down to the ambulance. They all seemed to turn as I shut the door behind me. Shocked expressions on their faces as I walked over to the ambulance to grab my gear.
    "Are you sure you can go out?" My chief asked as he placed a hand on my shoulder.
    "Ya...I'm fine." I said softly looking up at him. Pulling away as I pulled myself into the passenger seat of the ambulance and headed out.



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    Skylar slowly let her hands slip from around him towards herself. She smiled softly at him with concerned eyes. "It's ok." She spoke softly. "Of course, that sounds perfect." She spoke glad that he wanted to see her again. She felt that she made him feel comfortable enough for him to let it out. Her eyes snapped up to the speaker listening. Sky looked back at the man and stood just as quickly as he did. She watched him pull out a piece of paper and write some things down. She took the paper and saw it was his number and name. Sky looked back up to him and nodded her head. "Yeah that's good." She spoke before watching him leave. She wasn't on duty any more since she wasn't even supposed to go to the last one but wanted to anyways. Sky bit her lip and walked out to where the men were loading up to go to the fire that was happening. She watched as they finally drove away after only minutes. She sighed softly and called a cab and headed home. Sky sent the man, Shiloh a text simply saying that it was Skylar from the fire station, just so he would have her number, she didn't expect a text back knowing he was on the job. She hoped he would be ok. Sky got home quickly and showered and put her clothes in the washer. She put on a pair of skinny jeans and a black tshirt with her hair down and waited on the couch watching the news wanting to know what was happening.


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    As we approached the scene I saw the fire leaping from the windows, casting awful shadows and pumping smoke out of the stone building. Getting out of the ambulance I covered my mouth and waited. The memories of only moments before rushing through my head as I tried to forget it all and just work. Soon people began to come out, firefighters with civilians draped on their arms. Coughs filled the air as I worked.
    Coming home was a relief and at the same time a punishment it seemed. I walked into the empty apartment, no noise. No game already on. He would of been off before me and would of been watching the hockey game already. But no sound escaped from the T.V. Walking into my room I threw my work bag onto the bed and walked into the bathroom. Looking at myself in the mirror as I pulled my shirt off. There was a burn mark on my arm from where the fire had licked me when I went in. Another on my chest to the side, soot covered my face and any part of my skin that hadn't been covered. Sighing I stepped into the shower and rinsed off.
    Getting out I pulled on a maroon shirt and my leather jacket on over it. Covering the rest of the burns that had traveled up my arm since I had my sleeves rolled up at that time. A pair of jeans and sneakers to pull it all together. "Want to grab dinner at the new Thai place on 8th? And then a drink at Sam's?" Sam's was a local bar that was opened up by a couple of the firefighters at my station. It's were all there service people went in the area. Especially after a day like this most people wanted a drink to aid in forgetting the day.
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    Skylar had been flipping through channels when her phone went off. She jumped and her hand went to her heart as she looked down at her phone. She relaxed and grabbed it seeing that it was Shiloh. She smiled softly at the text. She was glad he was still willing to go out and get his mind off of the terrible events of the day. that sounds great, I will be there in twenty minutes. she sent and got up from the couch. Sky turned off her tv and looked for her keys. She found them a few minutes later and walked out of her apartment and locked the door behind her. She went to her car and drove to the Thia place he had mentioned. She pulled up and parked in the parking lot and go out. She took a deep breath suddenly feeling a little nervous. Sky knew it wasn't a date but she hadn't been out with any man even as just a friend in a long time. After her brothers death she drowned herself in her school then once she graduated, her work. After a few months she felt better about everything but had gotten into the habit of working all the time as much as she good, picking up extra time, staying over. She made great money off of it but has been saving so that one day she could actually buy a house. Sky locked her car and walked into the restaurant. She didn't see Shiloh and looked at the time on her phone, it only took her about fifteen minutes to get there. She stood to the side and waited patiently for him to show up. Her eyes went around the restaurant from what she could see. It was a pretty nice place, nothing super fancy but that was more than ok with her.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]Placing my phone on my dresser after the shower I sat down on my bed for a minute. Soon it all just kind of hit me, I felt like all of the sudden someone shoved a bunch of rocks into my stomach. And the tears began to roll down my face. The only sound in the apartment was now my silent sobs. I wrapped my arms around myself as my head fell against my chest. Wanting so bad for the apartment door to open and my brother step in. I longed to hear his voice again, yelling at the T.V as the game went on. Not caring if they could actually hear him or not. I wanted to have him throw his dirty under wear at me the nights that I passed out drunk on the couch. I wanted him to be here and be my brother again.
    My body shook as I cried, wanting it all to end. The pain of it all. Then I heard the ding of my phone. Looking up, my eyes and cheeks now wet with tears. Wiping them away with the palm of my hand I stood up and walked over to the dresser. Seeing her reply, I wanted to smile but I just couldn't. OK, I'll meet you there. Sending the text real quick I walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. Walking over to the cabinet and pulling out a bottle of liquor. Un-screwing the cap I took a quick little swig and set the bottle down.
    Shoving my phone into my pocket as I walked out of the apartment. Locking the door behind me as I walked down to the parking garage. Grabbing my car and driving to the new restaurant. Pulling up to the restaurant I saw her car already parked and looked at my watch. "Sh*t...I'm a few minutes late." I muttered under my breath as I hurried out of the car. Shutting the door behind me as I walked up to the restaurant. Opening the door I saw her and pulled on a little smile. "Hey sorry, I got caught up in traffic." I said with just a little chuckle. A lady calling us over as she lead us over to our table. Pulling a chair out for her I waited to sit down. [/fancypost]
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    Skylar had been looking at her phone at the time and looked up at the door hearing the bell. She smiled softly seeing Shiloh. She looked over him seeing that he had showered and changed. She couldn't help but think that he looked very good. She quickly lifted her eyes back up to his. "It's alright." She spoke softly. Sky looked over to the lady who called them over and nodded her head, she glanced back at Shiloh before walking ahead. She felt her small smile grow as Shiloh pulled out her seat for her. "Thank you." She spoke and sat down. Sky watched him sit down across from her. She bit her lip softly as she thought of what to say. She hadn't been out in a while and even with her friends she rarely went out. She wasn't a very social person so she didn't know what to talk about. She didn't think it would be very good to talk about his brother right now so family would be something she would avoid. Sky didn't know if talking about the fire would also trigger anything about his brother. She internally sighed getting annoyed at herself for not being able to start a simple conversation. She could feel her cheeks heat up with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I am haven't been out in a long time. I am not the best at starting conversations." Sky spoke shyly and looked down at the table.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 410px; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify; line-height: 11px; margin-top: -7px;]Ordering a soda for myself I looked at the menu, looking up when I heard her say something. "Don't worry about it...My brother was always the really talkative one of the group. If we ever went on double dates he would be the life of the party." A small chuckle as I remembered a specific date we went on. I mean it wasn't really a date because it was with a set of sisters. It was more or less Beckett was on a date and her younger sister and I were hanging out. We were under aged, we were 20, so we were both of their designated drivers. I had a lot of fun that night, the most I had had in awhile.
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    Skylar ordered herself a water after asking her question. She smiled softly at Shiloh as he spoke of his brother. She was surprised that he had even mentioned him and didn't seem too upset about it. She bit her lip softly as she thought about his question. "About four or five years ago. I am not exactly sure. I have always been interested in it." She spoke after a few moments of thinking. Sky scanned the menu as she looked for what to eat. She was quick to decide and set her menu down. She wasn't very hungry seeing as it was later. "What made you want to become a firefighter?" She asked Shiloh. She folded her hands togetehr and set them on the table in front of her. Her eyes watched Shiloh with caution, making sure he wasn't going to break down once more or get angry quickly. Lots of people she had talked to after losing someone would break down, get very anger and vicious or shut down. Sky hadn't seen him shut down yet so she was hoping he wouldn't and also wouldn't get too vicious.