Bruce

*As we pull up to the complex, I swing around to side B. I spot the hydrant for the front intake and I hop out. I grab the standpipe supply and I run it over to the connection on the building and make the hook up. I run back to the wagon and grab a section of 4in and make the connection to the standpipe pack. I run around open the hydrant in front of the engine and clear it out. I hook my front intake up and I note that its a blue top. I take the side caps off and attach a gate on each side.* 'Might need some more water' *I say aloud. I hook the front intake 4in to the hydrant and charge it. I run back around and open my intake at the pump panel and I charge the line to the building* "Engine 1 driver, to Engine 1 officer. Building has water"

*Sitting on the bumper of the wagon feeling the fall air sipping a cup of coffee the tones start dropping. I jump up, set my cup to the side and run to the drivers door. I jump in, fire the truck up and flick the lights on. I release the brake and put the truck in drive waiting for the crew to get in*

*As Kilo takes off, I see a black blur shooting down the sidewalk. About 4 seconds later I see him spinning through the air and slamming onto the ground and I hear Kilo growling excitedly.* P:'Ow! Ow! Ow! Get the dog, get the dog!' 'Put your hands out to the side before I take my dog off!' *The suspect complies and I grab Kilo by his colar* 'Kilo, Los!' *Kilo lets go of the suspect and I pull him back holding his collar incase the suspect decided to do something dumb* 'Go ahead and cuff him Rich'

'I'm going to tell you one more time to leave or you're going to jail' P:'Man, fuck you! Make me' *He turns to me tosses his arms out to his side and starts backing away towards the door of the club* 'Alright, suit yourself. You're under arrest turn around' *I start moving towards him* 'Get fucked' *He turns and starts to run away down the block* 'Wrong move buddy. Stop or I will release my dog!' *I see him look over his shoulder as I hit the door popper* 'Kilo, Get em boy!' *Kilo comes flying out the back of my cruiser and I can hear claws on pavement as he takes off like a missile after the suspect*

*I turn onto East Side Dr. and I kill my lights. Kilo starts to bark and to circles in his kennel as we pull up and my put my into in park. I step out and hit the lock on the exterior handle of my Durango.* ”232 Central I’m 23.” *As I start to walk towards the front door, Kilo starts aggressively barking. I can see the bouncer and the presumed unruly patron standing off to the side having what looks like a heated discussion. They both stop and look at me as I walk up and to see the source of the barking* ’Whats going on tonight?’ B: ‘This dude can’t read the no weapons sign. I told him to either check his piece with us and he can get it when he leaves or he can leave.’ P: ’This is bullshit, this is a free fucking country. It’s my right to carry a gun’ *As he speaks I can smell the alcohol coming from his breath and his speech is slurred* ’Yes sir it is, put this is a private establishment and they have the right to refuse to allow you in with a gun. Plus, it is illegal to carry a firearm while under the influence’ P: ‘Naw. Naw. Naw. This is BULLSHIT. I ain’t had shit to drink, this motherfucker thinks he’s better than me and can bully me around.’ ’Look sir, let’s walk to my car and figure this out.’ P: ‘Naw I ain’t going no fucking where. You can’t make me do shit.’ ”232, 217 step it up.”

*Sitting in my car watching TikTok I hear the CAD ping for a pending call. I put my phone down and look at my open computer.* ’Well this should be fun. Kilo, wanna go have some fun buddy?’ *Kilo perks up and sticks his head through the divider and starts to yip as I flick the lights on and put the car in drive* ”232 Central, enroute”

*Hearing the call come in I head down to the engine, seeing the other two get in the back* ’Guess I’m driving today..’ *I mutter to myself* *I grab my gear and toss it in the drivers compartment. I climb behind the wheel, hit the battery switch and fire the truck up. Reaching up and hitting the emergency master I pull out of the firehouse closing the door behind us and turning behind the ladder* *As we pull in behind the ladder at the construction sight, I look to Noel* ’I recon the ladder and rescue are gonna handle the rescue, what do you want from us to support them?’

*Parking my truck in the lot, I grab my duffel bag and walk in the door. I drop my bag off to the side in the bay and I head into the day room and take a seat in my usual chair* ’Mornin guys. How are y’all?’

*I walk into the room and head over to the corner. I lean against the wall sanding in the back* ‘Jones here’

*Knowing im late I head to the Lts. Door, I knock* 'Hey Lt. I'm here, my fluffy partner made one hell of a mess in his kennel last night and I needed to clean that up before I came to work'

*Walking in the back door, I see everyone has their assignments.* 'Sorry Cap. My truck took a shit this morning and I see that my text never went thru.'

*As Jen and I get the last FF secured and passed out of the truck I step out through the hole cut in the roof. I turn and survey the damage done. I look to Jen and suddenly feel exhausted.* 'Boss, I'm tired. Lets get this wrapped up.'

*Hearing the possibility of runners we move to the back. I pull in the leash on Kilo* ’Kilo, Zit’ *I monitor my radio waiting to hear from the inside team*

*As the rescue breaches and takes over care of Jen's patient and she moves towards me.* 'I recon as soon as they get him out if they can get a stokes basket or something in here to us we can start and try to get this guy out.' *I reach down to recheck his pulse, feeling a weak but steady pulse* 'Pulse is there, its real weak but its there'

*I climb down the ladder behind Jen. Once in there I realize how tight of an area it is, I take a look around taking everything in as I step off the ladder* 'Jesus Christ it smells like death in here' *I see Jen going to the first of the two firefighters. Hearing her checking him I move to the other. I see him still strapped into his seat but unconscious and hanging sideways, I can see the slight rise and fall of his chest. I move to him giving Jen room to work.* 'Hey dude! Wake up!' *With no response I give him a sternum rub, I get a slight response nothing more. I start look around his head for obvious injuries. I see blood coming seeping from the left side of his head, I turn to Jen* 'Lt. my guy is unconscious, he is still strapped in and is breathing. I have blood seeping from the left side of his head. I really don't want to unhook him and have him fall till we have more resources in here.'