E/O Challenge: Storm
Hi guys, it's been a while since I've been able to post a challenge story. Real life has been manic these past months. Really glad to be back! This one's dedicated to my good pals Dizzo and Amberdreams – we've just finished watching Jus in Bello together thanks to Facebook messaging and this crept into my head straight after. Hope it makes sense – I found myself way out of practise with drabbling.
All dead – Henricksen, Deputy Phil Amici and even sweet-virgin Nancy – they were all dead!
He should've known better; should've stayed around longer; should've known it was just the calm before the storm.
And suddenly he found himself on the floor, the room spinning; Sam kneeling beside him calling out his name, puppy-dog eyes full of concern.
Maybe it was shock; maybe it was blood loss. More likely it was the gaping bullet-wounds reminding him that he really should've gone to the hospital.
He didn't feel his brother lift him from the floor, didn't even hear Sammy's tender words of reassurance.