"Holly! I'm home!" David called, coming through the doors of his and his wife's mansion. "Holly! Honey! Karis!"
He and his wife had just recently added a new baby boy, Andrew to their family of three. Their other child was a three-year-old girl, Karis.
He ran to his son's bassinet to find the baby boy no longer breathing. As tears threatened his sea green eyes he heard a muffled cry come from the backyard and dashed out the back door, but stopped dead in his tracks at what he saw.
He saw his wife, Holly, on the other side of the pool, bound and gagged. She had just managed to move the cloth out away from her mouth.
"David, honey, you gotta get outta here! He's gonna kill you! David, go now!" Holly demanded with pleading eyes.
"What's going on, Holly?! Who's gonna kill me?! Where's Karis?!" David shot questions at her.
"She's safe! David, you have to go, now!" Holly screamed, and then there was a gun shot. Holly gasped and looked down at her tummy, where blood was pouring out of her, from where the bullet went through.
"HOLLY! NOOOOOOO!" David screamed.
"David, I love you." Holly whispered softly, but she knew David had heard her by the way his eyes showed the same amount of emotion as the day they met.
"I love you, Holly!" was the last Holly Brooklyne Rivers leave her husband's mouth, followed by another gunshot, then everything was gone…