It was an inferno. Fire everywhere. Bette easily saw the culprit. A kitchen fire. It must have been a gas leak because Bette smelled the dangerous gasoline in the air.

Shielding her face with her arms, Bette ran through the flames and up the stairs. “Hey!” She yelled out, “I’m a fire fighter! I’m gonna get you out! Where are you?”

“Here!” she heard the little voice respond over the cackling of the flames. She knew the house was due to explode any minute. She rushed into the room and picked up the boy. Fire had already blocked the only entrance, and she was completely dry from the water. Now she was wet with sweat. She looked out the window at the blonde woman who was looking up at her worriedly.

“Two floors is not that bad,” Bette whispered, “hey buddy, hang on to my neck okay?”

“Okay?” the boy said clinging on to Bette’s neck as Bette pried the window open.

“What’s your name?” Bette deadpanned climbing out to the ledge. The blonde woman looked nervous now.

“Danny,” he responded.

“Okay Danny, hang on,” Bette said, “I’m Bette.”

Bette jumped into the air clutching Danny tightly as his mother’s scream filled the air. Bette controlled the jump, bending her knees to land on them. The impact was brutal and she fell to the floor in pain.

The blonde woman was at their side instantly. The sirens of the firetrucks were approaching.

“Explosion! We have to move!” Bette cried pushing the woman back.

The woman reacted instantly, grabbing her son and moving back. She crawled behind her, unable to move her left leg. The red firetruck was there, and two firemen were already pushing her away from the scene just as the loud explosion filled the air.

“Gas leak, be careful,” Bette said to the firemen.

They nodded and ran to the truck, one of them turning to say, “medics are on the way.”

“Oh my God!” the blonde woman said falling to her knees beside Bette, “are you alright?”

“The question is are you alright?” Bette smiled.

The woman blushed and hugged Bette as best as she could with her son snuggled to her chest. “Thank you, thank you, thank you soooo much!”

“There’s no need, I was just doing my job,” Bette smiled, “how you doing Danny?”

Danny looked at her and smiled, “are you Spiderman?”

“No,” Bette laughed, “if I was I would have swung out of there instead of jumped.”

“Oh,” Danny smiled.

“I’m Tina Kennard by the way,” the blonde woman said shaking Bette’s hand.

“Captain Bette Porter, but please call me Bette,” Bette said.

“How can I ever repay you Bette?” Tina said.

“You can stop being in burning buildings.”

Tina giggled and grabbed Bette’s hand, “thank you.”

TBC