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"Do it," Skye whispered, "Thats why you're here right?"

Ward took a deep breath. His mined raced and his whole body shook,

"Unless," Skye said, louder this time, "unless you really are the coward I thought you were." The silence hung between them. Ward's gun pointed, unmoving, at Skye. His arm was trembling and his eyes were fixed on Skye's. Skye's beautiful deep dark eyes.

"This is pathetic, Ward, really. I thought you were better at being a heartless douche," Skye continued, taking a step toward eyes narrowed, "Do it, ward." She breathed in. Skye felt her hand start to shake. Nerves fled her entire body. She was terrified, more terrified than she had ever been. She kept her body still and her mind fixed on Wards hand. The gun.

"Skye, I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry," Ward breathed. Sweat beamed on his brow and he felt the terror rise in his throat.

A tear dropped from Skye's eye as he tensed his grip on the gun.

"Don't be sorry," Skye whispered. She was only steps away from him, "Just do it. Kill me-"

Ward pulled the trigger.

...

The gun went off. May could barely hear the sound of the gunshot echoing down the hallway.

That wasn't supposed to happen.

The gun was never meant to go off.

May stood in terror for a whole minute before she decided to move. Nobody had left the room. May approached the door slowly. She dreaded what she would open the door to see. Her hand grasped the metal door nob as she twisted it slowly and flung open the door.

...

The noise was so loud, Skye was tempted to plug her ears. But before she could, an agonizing feeling hit her leg. Skye cried in pain as she fell to the floor. Without missing a beat, Ward scooped Skye into his arms and fled the room through a door that Skye had failed to notice.

She felt everything. The pain in her thigh, Wards arms on her back, the cold touch of the gun in Wards hand, and Ward. His chest rising and falling. Her vision was clouded as she glanced ahead to see a black SUV. She watched as Ward approached the vehicle and slowing down in the midsts of the craziness to gently place her head down on the seat. Ward quickly climbed in next to her.

She was lying in the back seat of a car. That much she knew. The throbbing pain in her leg made her aware of every single thing she was touching. She lifted her head at the feeling of a warm bandage. Ward was sifting through a white box, causing the contents of the box to occasionally spill out, and according to Skye, making a funny noise.

"Hang in there," Ward whispered. He tightened the bandages piling on to her leg. Skye stared at Ward, slipping in and out of consciousness. Her head suddenly became too heavy for her to carry as she threw her head back to the seat.

"Skye, stay with me!" Skye heard war yell as she slipped unconscious.

...