9-1-1

All right, we got an EV. Let's get two attack lines going, now.

Looks like the fire hasn't reached the EV yet, Cap.

Yeah, it doesn't need to. The heat's enough to cook the battery.

In about five minutes, we're looking at a thermal runaway.

Should we check the battery with the thermal imaging camera first?

No, first we make things safe, all right?

I want you to get me a perimeter. Cones all around.

- Copy that, Cap. - All right, Diaz, anyone else in that car?

All clear, Cap. Only one.

- Okay. - I've got you, buddy.

Let's get him on some O2.

All right, I got a trapped victim and a battery cooking.

Ravi, get me a water curtain on that EV. Keep it cool.

Coming up!

- Hey, Buck. - Right here, Cap.

Ma'am, shield your eyes.

Okay. Cap, we got her.

- Gurney! - Okay. Good work, everyone.

Once we get our friend on a gurney, we're gonna pull back.

All crew, set for defense. I repeat, all crew, set for defense.

- All set. -

No…

No!

Madd...

Don't you look to me for comfort. You murdered my son!

You're up early.

Mmm. So are you.

I promised Jee I'd make her pancakes.

Already done.

Plus, I made lunch for both of you guys and a little puree for baby Nash.

So, you didn't sleep?

I did. And I have regrets.

Do you want to talk about them?

Well, don't really have to call Sigmund Freud on this one.

I'm having nightmares about my new probie.

So what was it this time, fire or flood?

Hit and run. With a side of Athena.

But we really should put a pin in that one.

Okay, maybe you'll sleep easier when Harry starts.

Today's his first day, right?

Why do you seem scared? I thought you wanted Harry in the 118.

Yeah, I did, but now, I think I'm having captain's remorse.

Hey, you are going to keep him as safe as anyone can.

If anyone can.

When you guys said you wanted to come over for breakfast,

I wasn't expecting anything this elaborate.

Well, you're looking at Harry's congratulatory breakfast

for his first day at the 118.

- So, where's Harry? - Exactly.

I got up early to cook.

And I got up even earlier to come over to help cook.

Except he had already left before either of us had even gotten out of bed.

Something about making a good first impression.

I just didn't know what to do with all the food.

Well, Harry's loss is my gain.

Pass me them pancakes.

Oh.

Aw.

Hey, Cap, you want a mocha?

Chocolate mocha is for children, and shouldn't you be stocking the rigs?

Our new probie is gonna think the 118 is full of slackers.

Probie already stocked the rig.

He's already here?

That's my man. Putting his ex-probies to shame.

Right here, Cap.

No.

Yeah, by the time I got in,

he'd already completed a mess run and two loads of laundry.

Oh, really? And what is this?

It's coffee orders. You want something, Cap?

Ravi said you liked that spot down the street.

Yes, yes, I do want something. Thank you very much.

But Ravi here is gonna get it for me.

Me? But he's the probie.

You want him scalding himself on his first day?

Not particularly.

He trips, the lid slips, bam! Third-degree burns.

All courtesy of Buckley's mocha.

No, I'm sending someone with more experience.

More experience getting coffee?

Cap, I worked at a coffee shop.

Yeah, coffee is the only work experience he has.

Don't worry about it, Harry. Ravi's got this.

- - Okay, here we go, rookie, first call.

That's what I'm talking about. Let's go.

Or let's stay.

Cap…

You've had a big morning. You know what? It's better that you hang back, okay?

What should I do while you're gone?

Just take a break or a nap, you know? Maybe watch some TV.

TV?

Yeah, it's a long shift. You know what? You should pace yourself.

Copy that.

Reed.

- Reed. -

- Baby, get down. You'll hurt yourself. - Mom.

I'm Super Reed. I never get hurt.

Okay, you'll get injured.

- Oh, can I help? - Careful.

Sweetie, you and knives don't mix.

Superman has a force field.

You practically have a punch card at urgent care.

You never let me do anything fun.

- No wrestling. - Sanctioned combat.

No football.

Wrestling, plus a ball.

No roller skating.

Who said anything about roller skating?

Lance's birthday party.

He said you probably won't let me come.

Baby.

You never said anything about Lance having a party.

So I can go?

Reed, what's my most important job?

To keep me safe.

But Superman can keep himself safe.

And someday, you'll be able to do that too.

Till then, it's you and me, okay?

Like Batman and Robin.

I knew you'd say no.

I'm the only kid not going.

You're not other kids.

They think I'm a freak.

It's too dangerous.

I hate you!

Hate me all you want, but I am your mother,

and I will protect you no matter what.

Mom…

Mom, I'm okay.

Mom?

Mom!

Okay, I'm here to help. What's going on with your mom?

She's not moving. Our house is on fire. 1812 Queen Street.

Firefighters are on their way. I'm Maddie. What's your name?

Reed. Please help us.

There's so much fire shooting out of the wall.

It sounds like a gas line. You said your mom's not moving?

I think she hit her head. She won't move.

Mom. Please.

Mom, you got to get up. The house is on fire.

Mom, please. You promised. You and me, like Batman and Robin, right?

Reed, do you have a path to the front door?

- Yeah. - I need you to go.

Run outside, wave your arms so firefighters can see you.

I'm not leaving my mom.

Reed, she would want you to be safe. I need you to get out of the house.

No!

Okay, do you have a fire extinguisher?

In the cabinet.

Did you find it?

Reed.

Maddie, there's a knob here where the stove was.

That's the gas shutoff.

It's on fire.

Then step back. Leave it alone.

But it will stop the big fire, right?

Reed, do not touch that knob.

It's red-hot. Reed.

- Here goes. - No, no, no, don't.

Reed, listen to me. The firefighters are almost there.

Reed, are you there?

Reed, are you okay?

It worked. It worked. I feel fine.

Why would you stick your hand into the fire?

Do you know how dangerous that is?

I guess, but the house was on fire.

You're tough as nails, pal. This must hurt like heck.

Not really.

Nothing hurts me.

Reed's not your average kid.

He has CIP. Congenital…

Insensitivity to Pain. Yeah. Wow, that's pretty rare.

Yeah, so I've learned.

Protecting him from himself, it's my full-time job.

He feels no pain.

And it's a pain in the butt.

Well, today it was a superpower.

Okay, Cap, kitchen's overhauled.

- You, great work on that gas line. - Thanks.

Good job.

- You saved your house. - Not to mention your mom.

All right, let's load up and go.

All right, nice and easy, buddy.

- Try and keep this still, okay? - Okay.

Careful, kiddo. Don't trip on your cape.

Mom, I'm fine.

Can't protect him from everything.

911, what's your emergency?

I'm at the Church of the Pentecostal Temple of Prayer.

The devil has entered Sister Abigail.

We were exorcising the demons from her, and now the devil's got his teeth

in Brother Isaac.

When we arrived, the young woman was on a table…

In restraints.

Her blood pressure and heart rate were elevated,

and her body was spasming severely.

But the call you were responding to didn't mention any of that?

We were told she had bitten the minister, but when we got there, we realized…

There was something else going on.