It's been almost 8 years since the episode Legend first aired and introduced NCIS: LA (and ended with such a cliff-hanger!) I still love this episode. And totally unexpectedly there came an idea about writing a poem. But I have to admit that poetry is an unknown territory for me. Well, maybe not only for me, because there are only five poems in the whole NCIS:LA fandom :) ...

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the recognizable characters, they all belong to Shane Brennan.

He didn't see any warning,

They were just light-heartedly joking.

He got out of the car,

Another car was passing by.

Sam shouted his name,

But it was too late.

He's already falling to the ground,

Unable to make a sound.

Bullets are ripping his body apart,

High walls around his heart

Can't save him this time.

Tomatoes, fruits and blood,

One huge red flood.

Crimson stains are spreading fast,

All over his chest.

The blond girl just stands here,

She wants to come near,

But suddenly turns around,

She's nowhere to be found.

Russian mobsters, all the lies,

Is it the reason for the gunfire?

It's suddenly getting cold,

He can't move, Sam turns him 'round.

He holds him, he shouts and cries,

Urges him to wake up.

His body is lying, limp,

Sam is kneeling beside him.

Soft brown eyes full of worry,

He wants to escape the agony.

He can't hold his eyes open any longer,

Wishes his will was stronger.

Sam – one of the few he can trust –

His face will be the last,

The last thing he's gonna see.

Between them it was a true camaraderie.

He wants to kick and fight,

But this is not a simple crime.

He can't solve it with his fists.

Just don't give up, this is it.

He's in so much pain,

He can't go on, he can't.

Ambulance is on the way,

Can he dare hope and wait?

He still doesn't have a name,

The mystery will remain.

What if he never finds,

From where he comes…

He's already been through so much,

This can't be the fate's final touch.

He doesn't feel anything anymore,

Just the cold, the cold…

Is there fear in his eyes?

What if he dies…?

If you like fanfic poems, I suggest reading Betz88's The Day the Music Died (House, M.D.). That's a definition of a Poem.