He's on a rooftop and there are sirens, and he can hear Abby's screams.
Some odd, strange, detached part of himself wonders at this, being on the other side of this. He's been through this once before, except this time, he is not the survivor.
But everything else hurts.
Not just physically. He's lying there, two bullet holes though his heart, and he knows exactly what is happening to his body. Which systems are shutting down, what is happening to his brain, what his heart is doing.
Right now it's not doing anything. He figures he has a couple more seconds of meaningful consciousness next.
And all he can do is cry out in his mind.
Abby. Joe.
Joe will grow up without him, and Abby will be without him. And he wishes, wishes so bad that this was not happening. That he was able to survive this.
i. cw: gunshot wounds, murder, hand crush injury, violent death, mention of family death
He's on a rooftop and there are sirens, and he can hear Abby's screams.
Some odd, strange, detached part of himself wonders at this, being on the other side of this. He's been through this once before, except this time, he is not the survivor.
But everything else hurts.
Not just physically. He's lying there, two bullet holes though his heart, and he knows exactly what is happening to his body. Which systems are shutting down, what is happening to his brain, what his heart is doing.
Right now it's not doing anything. He figures he has a couple more seconds of meaningful consciousness next.
And all he can do is cry out in his mind.
Abby. Joe.
Joe will grow up without him, and Abby will be without him. And he wishes, wishes so bad that this was not happening. That he was able to survive this.
He's not going to survive this.
Something is wet on his face and it's not blood.]