Long days do not always seem to have a purpose. As Ty left from work, he saw no purpose in how late his part time job had kept him. He sighed as he left the restaurant. It was his last day working there and that had to mean something. He walked out of the building and looked back at it from his car parked out front. A smile crossed over his lips as he read its glowing sign. He had no need for the part time job anymore now that he was taking a real job at the fire station. He would no longer be just a volunteer. The idea was wonderful as he climbed into his car. As days grow longer, many times people start to get angry at the world. His car would not start holding him up yet again. It took him another five minutes with the help of a fellow employee to jump off his car. He was just glad he had his jumper cables. He rolled down his window with the engine of his old silver taurus whined. "Thanks," he said softly with an awkward smile. The female who had helped him laughed at him. "Ty, you would have drove back up here just as you got home to do the same for me. We have worked together for three years. Stop being so awkward with me and have a good night. See you around," she said with a smile waving to him. He waved by and pulled out of the lot. He turned on his radio and watched the road carefully with his tired pale green eyes. The way back to his house was a long one. He thought about his day and wondered why it had been so long. He had missed dinner with his sister passed through town today because of the day. He could see any reason for it to have been a good thing. His optimism kept telling him to search for a reason for it to have been necessary though. He was about half way home and on a less traveled road when he saw it. A broken down car crashed on the side of the road. Fire just starting on it. His mind had no thoughts in it anymore. From that moment on he was instinct. Quickly, he pulled off the road and went to the drivers aid. It was young female who he could tell was in bad condition. He immediately called 911 and starting to pry open the door. He told their location and the situation. Carefully, he pulled her from the car as he would any victim such as her. He took her away from the car fearing it might explode from the fire on it. All his training in first responses told him exactly how to deal with her. He kept her breathing until they arrived to take her away to the hospital. Her car was completely consumed by its flames by then. He watched her off and it hit him. Those moments just then were the reason his day had needed to hold him. He needed to be the one to find her. No one less would have known what to do.