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Chim was directing the last of the people on to the mail trucks. They had rescued the people from the office building and were on their way back to the closest make shift hospital, when they came across a group people walking towards them, desperate for help. They made room on the trucks and were again on their way.
Chim drove one truck and Bobby drove the other. Hen sat in the back of one, while another on their crew, also with medical training, sat in the other.
Hen decided to check over the people, knowing that it would take a bit for them to get to their destination. Everyone seemed to be more shaken than anything, a few scrapes and bruises. She finally came upon a woman who was hugging a child closely, the hoodie covering his head, which was buried in her shoulder.
“Ma’am? May I look at your child? I want to check for any injuries.”
She glanced up, looked a little confused, so Hen repeated her question again.
Her english was a little broken, but she could understand her well enough.
“No mine. Found. He OK. Looking for Buck.” The woman nodded though, loosening her grip on the child, who whimpered a little.
Hen’s eyebrow furrowed, not sure she understood her correctly on the last part.
The woman made encouraging sounds and the child stirred, moving the hoodie off his face.
As soon as the head turned, Hen felt the blood draining from her face.
“Christopher?!”
The boys eyes popped open and a big smile spread across his face. The smile turned into a frown as he looked around the space. Panic seemed to set in.
“Auntie Hen! Did you find Buck? Where’s Buck? We were separated from the firetruck.”
Hen tried to calm the child as she moved quickly to her radio.
“Uh, Cap? Have you heard from Buck at all? I have Christopher back here with me. Said they got separated.”
“Hen? Am I hearing that correctly? Buck was at the pier with Christopher?”
She quickly asked Chris if that was correct.
He nodded. “Buck saved so many people! Something happened and I fell off into the water. I heard Buck yelling for me, but it was all too fast.”
“Affirmative Cap. You might want to let Eddie know.”
“I just did, Hen. He had no idea. Haven’t had an update from them all day. Relieved that Chris is ok. We should be there in a few minutes. Hopefully Buck will have found his way.” Worry making way into his voice.
They finally parked at the entrance to the hospital and Eddie was anxiously waiting for them.
The woman who had been holding Chris, insisted on holding his hand until they were out of the vehicle and on safe ground.
Eddie stepped closer to the pair and knelt in front of the boy, who was looking down.
“Mijo?”
Chris’s head snapped up, and gasped.
“Oh, papa! We gotta find Buck! He saved me. He saved me!”
“We will figure this out Chris. Buck is strong. If he is looking for you. He won’t give up.”
Eddie thanked the woman for finding his son and taking good care of him. They talked for a few minutes before parting ways.
“Espero que encuentres a su amigo. Tu Buck?”
He nodded. “Gracias. Estoy seguro de que está bien.”
But, he was really worried. He took his phone out and tried to call Buck’s phone. But it went straight to voicemail. He glanced around and gasped when he saw Maddie running up.
“Maddie?”
Chimney, who had been working on a few people, glanced up in a gasp.
“Eddie! Oh! You found Christopher! Oh, oh! Where’s Buck?” Tears already forming in her eyes. Chim extracted himself from tending to a patient and coming to Maddie's side.
“What? We don’t know. We were trying to figure that out. Why are you here?”
“He called me a little while ago, really upset. He had to borrow someone’s cell phone. He couldn’t find Christopher. He wouldn’t tell me if he was hurt or not. But I could tell he was in some kind of pain. I told him about this place and he said he was making his way here. I thought he would be here by now.”
“How long ago was that?”
Maddie looked at her phone, scrolling for a second. “Um, maybe 20 minutes since our phone call.”
Bobby was listening intently.
“If you think he is injured, it might take him some time to get here. If we don’t hear from him soon, we will start a search party. Did he say where he was coming from?”
Maddie just shrugged, looking lost.
“Alright, well, maybe he made it here and is being tended to and passed out. Let’s do a preliminary walk around here first.”
Hen stayed with Chris, so she could look over his injuries. He faired pretty well, except for a cut on his cheek and maybe a little dehydrated.
They spread out in different directions and checked each bed that was occupied.