*Zac*
He was driving as fast as possible, which to him was annoyingly slow, but there was damage to the road, crashed cars, scared and hurt people and fallen debris everywhere he had to zig-zag through.

He had gotten a message from David that his wife and daughter was okay, the hotel had only suffered minor damage and he was thankful to hear that.

It felt like his brain was on high speed, every thought crystal clear, every trace of fear and panic packed away, pushed to the back, which he was grateful for right now.
His phone rang, it was Tom and he put in on speaker phone. "Hi Tom, how is it looking ?"

"I have talked my way onto a rescue helicopter, they are dropping me of at Dana point you should get past there". His voice high, to be heard over the helicopter landing in the background.

Zac couldn't help but smile, it was so typical Tom, he could talk himself  into anything if necessary. "Great, we should be there just around the same time then".

"Zac be careful right ? I know you want to get there as fast as possible, but it wont do any good to get yourself killed on the way there". Tom said, his voice telling that he hoped to make Zac be just a bit careful.

He sighed, of course both his father and Tom was right, but the only thing he could think about was getting to Amelia. "Yeah okay Tom, I will try".

"And Zac, you need to be prepared for a shock, I have seen the first pictures coming out of there, and it looks really bad, but keep hoping no matter what okay ?" Tom sounded worried.

Zac breathed in deeply, he had to keep hoping, hope was all that kept him from falling to pieces. "She is okay Tom, she has to be okay".

"See you soon Zac". Tom hang up, hoping that Zac was right and she really were okay, he wasn't sure his friend could handle losing her like that, he wasn't sure he could.

When he got outside the city it got a little easier to get through and Zac stepped on the pedal, he had turned on the radio and the news was discouraging to say it mildly.

The earthquake had reached 8,8 on the Richter scale, the worst to hit the area and they expected a lot of bad minor quakes to follow, it had hit the whole coastline, from San Diego and up to San Francisco, but LA had been hit the worst.

He didn't really want to hear about the devastation, it sounded like something from a bad disaster movie, but he had to keep the channel on to hear warnings and which roads were accessible.

As he got closer to Los Angeles the destruction got worse and it got more difficult to get through.

When he drove through San Clemente it looked like scenes from a war movie, building reduced to rubbles and dirty bleeding people walking around in a daze, the sight made his heart ache.

On the other side of town was Dana Point and he parked, hoping Tom wasn't far behind. He tried calling Amelia again while he waited, but it still went straight to voicemail
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He sent a text to his father, telling that he had arrived safely to Dana Point and was waiting on Tom.

About five minutes later he heard the helicopter, and then he saw it come into view, touching down so close he felt like ducking his head, Tom jumped out and the helicopter took of.

"How are you holding up ? Are you okay ?" Tom pulled him into a warm hug and looked at him worried.

Zac nodded, thankful not to be alone anymore. "I have to, I can curl up and cry when this is all done, thanks for being here".

"No problem, you couldn't have kept me away, Luke is most certainly going to kill me, but that I have to deal with later". He smiled sheepishly.

They got into the car, looking in over Los Angeles, there was smoke rising in many places and Zac said. "We take the car as far as possible, but I doubt we can just drive through".

"Nah I think you are right, her apartment is on the other side of the city right ?" Tom buckled his seatbelt.

Zac nodded. "Yep Santa Monica, and she said she would go home to pack, so that have to be the best place to start".

"Let's get going and hope we can get at least some of the way if we stay on the coastal road". Tom said, hoping that they were both getting back out alive.