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    All Shook Up, Ch. 3

    Story written on October 6, 2005 by Foxfire.
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    As the dust begins to settle…

    Jenny sped across the distance between the houses, leaping through a hole in a crumpled section of the house and landing clumsily in Bette and Tina’s living room.  She steadied herself and pushed past debris until the found where Bette’s shouts were coming from.

     

    Bette was on her knees, savagely ripping pieces of rubble from a pile in the kitchen, tossing things behind her.  Jenny ducked, narrowly being missed by a chunk of something unidentifiable.  “Bette, I’m here!  Where’s Tina?  And the baby?” Jenny managed to get out, her breath coming in short gasps as she bent slightly at the waist while trying to catch her breath.

     

    “Angelica’s fine.  It’s Tina!” Bette shouted, not bothering to turn around or slow down her digging.

     

    “Where is she?” Jenny asked, slowly getting an idea of what Bette was about to say.

     

    “Under here!” Bette told her, a sob escaping her throat.

     

    “Where’s the phone?”

     

    “Lines are probably down.  My cell phone was on the counter.”

     

    Kicking at the junk on the floor, Jenny cleared a path toward where the counter once was, thankfully spying the cell phone after several moments of digging.  “Please work, please work,” she murmured to herself, flipping it open, breathing a sigh of relief as the screen lit up and came to life.  Holding the phone up to her ear, she stood there shaking as she waited for a 911 dispatcher to answer.  After several rings, a pre-recorded message came on.

     

    “We’re sorry, but due to an overload of calls, our systems are currently tied up and all dispatchers are unavailable.  You can choose to wait a few minutes or try calling back later.  If you need help sooner, try calling your local police or fire department directly.  Thank you for your patience.”

     

    “*****!  I don’t have a few minutes!” Jenny screamed, turning around and throwing the cell phone at the wall in anger.

     

    Bette looked up briefly.  “Help isn’t coming,” Jenny was forced to say.

     

    Jenny quickly dropped down beside her and joined Bette as they dug through the rubble.  After a few tense moments, Jenny suddenly exclaimed, “I see her!  I see her!”

     

    Bette nearly pushed Jenny over as she moved across the floor to see.  She heaved a sigh of relief as she realized things might not be as bad as they’d first looked.  The refrigerator had only landed partway on Tina, trapping her lower body as she lay sprawled and face down.  The debris from the wall and ceiling had covered her up, making it look far worse.  Jenny leaned down and felt Tina’s outstretched wrist.  There was a pulse; weak, but it was there.  She nodded at Bette, whose relief was visible on her face.
     

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    1. Here I thought hurricanes were bad. At least with a Hurricane you know that it is coming your way and you can get out of the way. There is no telling when an earthquake is coming. Love the story. Hopefully all will survive and piece their lives back together again. Keep writing.

    2. Lara died,Tina under a frig.Jenny house is burning,Mark is out cold Alice and Dana is chewed up and spit out and Our Shane and Carmen Lord only Knows. Thanks god it fan/Fic. You are giving our girls hell. Angie slept through the whole thing. Thanks for this.

    4. pressing, firing, hooking, killing(?), dropping… you did a lot. ditto to another. only complaint is you just cut at the most curious point. I love the way you write by the way. thanks, foxfire.

    16. Wow, major drama. Feel bad Lara is gone, Shane/Carmen were not sure, great job of depicting the events of an earthquake especially in southern Ca. Feels like your version of the Northridge quake. Hope our other girls make it through okay.

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