Just a short little one-shot about Mary's death... Enjoy.

He saw it coming.

There was no way to stop it.

He was going to die.

Time slowed.

He

was

going

to

die.

And then Mary was on the ground.

Bleeding.

She had taken the bullet.

The sharks swam slow circles, unaware of the turmoil.

It was fatal.

There was no hope.

He had broken his promise.

Mary was going to die.

And John had every right to kill him.

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