Falling Skies
The price of bravery
Summary: When Hal is shot by a mad man, it takes it's toll on everyone especially one particular person… this is a Hal/Maggie fiction…Rated T for some bad language...Please R&R
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING but the 1st season on DVD
Maggie POV
How the hell could this be happening? One minute we are searching for supplies and Dai goes off to search a small convenience store across the street, the next he came back escorted by a guy with a gun, demanding we give up our guns and supplies…
"It's simple, guns and the truck for pretty boy here" he growled as he pressed the barrel harder against Dai's temple, I glanced at Hal who had his Galil SAR Carbine trained on the guy, before aiming back down the sights of my M4A1 waiting for a decent shot so that I can end this but the guy was smart, he kept his full body behind Dai, at that moment there was no way I could take the shot without hitting Dai and possibly killing him.
"Even better, how about you hand our friend back and you get to leave unharmed" Hal countered I swear I could hear a slight dash of fear in his voice, after all this guy seemed a few Skitters short of an invasion force**
"Listen kid, I ain't messing I'll blow his god damn brains all over the fucking pavement" the guy hissed as he pulled the cocking hammer back on his .38 revolver
"You pull that trigger and I swear to god I'll ventilate your skull" I interjected before Hal could reply to this idiot "Look around, three against one, your out numbered" I watched hoping it'd sink in to the guy, hoping he'd put the gun away and leave, but how wrong could I be. Instead of making him see sense it seemed to make him crazier than he was before
"Well let me help improve the odds" he said calmly, I tightened the grip on my rifle unsure of what the psychopath had in mind suddenly he aimed the .38 at me, then it happened like everything was in slow motion…
"No!" Hal yelled, before I could react he tackled me with everything he had as the guy took a shot, when we hit the concrete I expected to feel the burning pain of a bullet but instead I felt the dull pain of my head connecting with the pavement and the sting of a possible cut, I heard the pained groans coming from Hal who was led face down next to me, Shit.
I gently rolled him over on to his back to see a glistening deep red stain seeping through his beige t-shirt, I heard a scuffle behind me, I turned to see Dai flip the guy over his shoulder and go for the gun that had been dropped and kicked aside, the guy took a hunting knife from the back of his belt as he began going after Dai, that's when I felt the anger boil up inside of me, before I could think properly I reached for my Colt 1911 handgun and fired three shots each hitting the guy in the back close to the heart the guy fell as Dai spun round with the .38 pointed at my direction before lowering it when he saw me then I remembered Hal, I turned back to him and clamped my hand over the deep wound in his gut, he was beginning to lose consciousness
"C'mon Hal, stay awake" I ordered him though I was terrified, I shook his shoulder lightly to wake him up, it kind of worked as he opened his eyes, they were full of fear and pain, he grabbed my forearm and held it with a vice-like grip, I swear to god it felt like my arm was going to break, but right now my attention was on my partner...
Hal POV
It burned, my whole body felt like it was on fire, I wanted to scream until my throat was sore and my voice nothing more than a whisper I kept my grip on Maggie's arm, I could see it was hurting her but if I let go I knew I would most likely cry and knowing Maggie she's never let me hear the end of it…If I lived long enough that is, my eyes grew heavier as I struggled to stay awake…
"Don't you dare die on me, Mason" I hear Maggie say, she sounded close to tears before I heard the sound of approaching footsteps, then Dai's voice.
"We need to get him back to camp now" he sounded just as concerned as Maggie I could just barely see the .38 revolver in his hand before he tucked it in the back of his belt before I felt someone grab me by my shoulders and pull me up to my feet before I felt a person under each of my arms supporting me as I tried to get my feet to work but they felt like Jell-o, the pain in my gut was unbearable I wanted to cry as they dragged me to the pick up truck down the street, as we reached it Maggie climbed into the trailer and pulled me up as Dai ran round to the side and got into the front seat starting the engine, it roared to life and I felt the jolt as the truck began to move…
"Hang in there, Hal" came Maggie's voice again, it was the last thing I heard before everything sank into blackness…
A/N: Will Hal survive? This is just a pilot chapter please let me know if you'd like me to continue… R&R
** A few Skitters short of an invasion force - Mad... (Like a few puppies short of a pet shop)
xxxx Sanguin19 xxxx
