Authors Note: So, the following happened. I got a PM, got asked to do a two-shot of LiS on what would have happened if the gun had had a bullet left, got carried away with the idea, rewrote it like 10 times and FINALLY stuck to this 2,130 word-heavy piece of brain-goo, thanks to. A second one (the second choice) will follow, just bare with me, I'm only a few weeks away from my finals (go me!). Thanks Fishtail.5Kid for the request, there you go buddy.
Enough said. Read. Enjoy. Give me chocolate (I really like chocolate). Repeat!


Frank appeared out of nowhere. I can't believe how fast this whole scene went to shit.

Chloe and I were just talking so peacefully and even though she handed me her gun, I would have assured her, that I won't shoot at anything. After she shot plenty enough I just thought that a nice stroll by the tracks, or maybe a ride at the ocean would be nicer than shooting at other targets.

The gun was heavier then I expected it to be and even with two hands the weight was enough to lower my arms slightly. The pistol appeared so small and not at all dangerous. I never would have guessed, that such a thing could be so heavy and right now, it weight a shit ton.

After Chloe freaked out about the bracelet Frank wore – something about it being Rachel's bracelet – he threatened her with his knife.

My eyes widened in shock and I acted on instinct. My hands moved in front of my body and with one quick move, I had the gun in a shooting position. Frank didn't even notice something, not until Chloe looked in my direction. Her eyes were wide in shock and fear and her lips were slightly parted.

Frank just looked at me with his hazelnut brown eyes, showing no emotion at all. He lowered his hand slightly.

It seemed like he was surprised, to see me like this, standing with a gun in my hand, pointing the deadly end in his direction. I was surprised myself, that I brought up the courage, no... the dumbness, to point that weapon at a human being.

What was I thinking? Was I willing to shoot him? Could I do that? No.

I just wanted to stop him, stop him from threatening Chloe and make him go away. I just wanted to scare him away.

"Please. Step back." He couldn't believe, what I was doing. He raised his other hand and tried to talk me into putting the gun down, but I didn't.
If I would put that thing down, he would get away with whatever he wanted to do.

"I said, step back."

No reaction. Frank closed his eyes and breathed slowly in and out. Chloe still had her hands held up high. By the time she noticed, that Frank had lowered his arms, she did too. Her eyes met mine.

She looked at me so desperate, like she wanted me to solve this whole probably thought, that I could just reverse time and get away with her, before Frank had appeared.

Technically I could have done it, but I didn't know how much time already went by and I was afraid of fucking this whole situation up even more.

I shook my head slightly to let her now, that I couldn't do it. She bit her lips and probably cursed mentally.

Frank had already lowered the knife and his other hand, but he still didn't move. He looked at me with a questioned face.

"You can't do it. You're just a little Girl." he said with a provoking voice.

What?!

My body tensed. I held the gun higher, pointing straight to his face and looked him in the eyes, dead serious.

There it was again: Chloe in a life-threatening situation. Perfect. It was in my hands to save her again, but I had only a few options.I could have lowered my gun back there, when he first questioned my attempt to scare him away, but I would have never done that.

Frank would just get away with whatever he wanted and the way he treated Chloe got me furious. I had only two options and I wanted to look how the first would have gone.

Frank's knife was dangerously close to Chloe. Her eyes were even wider in fear then before and sweat began to form on her forehead. The green-blue of her eyes shimmered in the sunset light. It looked beautiful, but the frown on her face destroyed the beautiful picture.

The temperature seemed to rise. Even though we were outside, the sky was in a burning red, just like my blood. I got goosebumps all over my body and shook visibly. I was scared. Who wouldn't be in my situation. There was no turning back now.

"Put that gun down or I will end this!"

There it was. The split second I waited for. Frank used his knife-hand to point at me again. As he pointed it down to the ground, as to show me where to put my weapon, I shot.

The sound was like two blades who crossed for the first time on the battlefield. Two steel like things crushing against each other, then Frank's voice. His hand was slightly injured after I shot at his knife. The force of the bullet had knocked it out of his grip and had bent his hand pretty hard. The little blade was lying on the ground, just a few steps away and his silver color had a little black spot, where the bullet had hit it.

I couldn't believe I actually had done it, but there I was. And there was Frank. Unarmed.

Chloe quickly realized what happened. With a good aimed kick in the back of his knee, she brought him down to the ground. She swiftly got to the knife and picked it up. Frank was still on his knees and Chloe gave me a quick look. Her face was different.

There was no fear anymore, only anger and hatred. Until I had realized, what she would do, Chloe blasted her body against Frank's, fist first, directly in his face and brought his entire corpus to the ground. His face was in the dirt and was held there by Chloe's elbow. She brought the knife up to his face, so that he could see it.

Frank was no longer in full control and Chloe would use this situation, because it could be the only time that she would find out something new in terms of Rachel Amber. The bracelet that she claimed to be Rachel's must had to have gotten it's way to Frank somehow and she would dig until she had found the answer as to how he got it.

"Tell me how you got this bracelet!" She screamed and dug her arm even further in Frank's, which was pale as chalk. He suddenly wasn't so strong anymore and looked scared.

"I already said it! It was a gift."

"Well, I don't believe that. Why would Rachel give her bracelet to you! Of all people, why you!"
This wasn't a question, it was a fact. Chloe knew Rachel. She would have known it, if Rachel had had any contact with Frank and for sure she would have known it, if Rachel had made him a gift. Besides why would she give him her bracelet. If it was a gift, then why her own belonging? It didn't make any sense that she herself gave it to Frank, unless the used to be... wait...

As I got out of my thoughts, my hands already were lowered and only one held the gun. Frank and Chloe were still lying on the ground. Chloe asked him the same question over and over again and he gave the same answer every time. It was a gift. A gift.

"Chloe...", I whispered. My voice cracked a little at her name. That's when I realized that my throat was completely dry as were my lips. My tongue rushed over them, moistening them a little and I coughed before I spoke again.
"Chloe, let him go."

"What?!" Her head shot up and she met my gaze with a questioning and furious look. "What do you mean?"

I didn't say anything. Her eyes searched my face for a clue at what I was thinking. After a few seconds, she stared at Frank again. All I could do was stand next to her and watch her every move. Sooner or later, she got back up, still holding Frank's knife in his direction. He should stay put until she was out of reach. Chloe slowly went to my side and gave me a quick glance.
"I hope you know, what you're doing, Super Max."

"I hope too..."
My idea was not solid, but it was the only theory we had at this time and I would ask Frank about it. It took Frank only a few seconds to get up and he didn't look amused at all. His brows nearly touched over his nose and he showed his yellow-white teeth.

"Give me that knife."

I noticed that Chloe shivered. She was still afraid, but also willing to risk more then before. It was her only clue in weeks, month even at what to had happened to Rachel and she wouldn't back out now. "First explain the bracelet." The knife went a little higher and her voice let me shiver.

The whole situation seemed bizarre. At first Frank threatened Chloe about money and now she was the one threatening Frank about a whole new topic. I stepped between the two of them, careful enough not to get to close to Frank.

"You and Rachel", I began. I heard Chloe shift in her place as I spoke. "You had something together. Am I right?"
Frank's frozen face melt and he looked at me with astonishment. I saw that he lend Chloe a quick glance and that her face must have looked quite as astonished as Frank's.

"How do you know that?"
"Just a good guess. So she really did give it to you personally."
"She...did. I told you before. I may be many things, but I ain't no liar."
Behind me I could hear Chloe breath heavily.

"Go away."
"Look kid, I don't know what you-"
"I said... GO AWAY!"

The scream shot right trough the heart. It was painful. Chloe had put all her emotions and all her anger in it. It brought tears to my eyes to hear her sweet voice in such agony.

Out of pure rage, Chloe stepped forward and tried to scare Frank away with the knife. Because of the previous event, Frank backed up a little and put his hands up as a shield. I looked at Chloe.

Her grip tightened around the knife and she crunched her teeth. Her face was pure anger and her body was tensed. I suddenly realized, that she shivered. Her aim was unsteady and her legs shook visibly. I could see her torso rise with every breath. By the time, Frank had backed up a little.

"Okay, okay... I'll go." he said, while putting his hands down. He turned in his spot and stepped away. We had won.

Chloe sighed. After Frank was out of sight, her knees hit the ground. The shoulders, that were tensed before, now sagged down and Chloe just looked done. Her eyes were fixed on a little flower, that was right in front oh her.

I put the gun down on the car where we had sat on before and went to her side. She looked so sad an jet angry at the same time. I noticed a few tears, rolling down her cheeks.

"Chloe...?" I had got to her level and had put a hand on her shoulder. She whimpered as soon as I touched her and turned her face away from me. I could hear her cry slightly and it broke my heart. I didn't know at the moment, what was going on in her mind, but nevertheless, I embraced her, held her close to my chest and stroke her head. Heartbeats could be heard and after a while, she completely broke and started to cry.

It was the first times in years I saw her cry, if I even saw her cry once. As a kid, she was always cheerful and happy, nothing could have upset her. Maybe she had cried at her fathers funeral, but I wasn't there for her at the time. I couldn't see her sorrow.

I could now.

The sun slowly set as we were still sitting on the little meadow. I had held her for minutes now. In the distance I could hear a train and a few birds whistled along.

"How about a little walk?" Chloe had got quiet a while ago and her head rested on my chest. She lifted it and saw me in the eyes.
"Tell me everything, Chloe. Please."

Her eyes shut close. I thought that she would say no, but she nodded. After we got back up, she gave me one last hug and whispered a "Thank you." before we went onour trip.

I had the feeling that it would be a long walk.


End Note: Excuse me for time errors, I will learn eventually.. with time! HAHAHA..haha..haaa.. I'm funny, shush.