I close my eyes and think of it.

He kissed me on the lips as if I were a queen.

Put his arms around me as If I were Monroe

And danced with me as If we were one.

And then suddenly I see blood.

I can feel cold skin

I know that tears are trickling down my face.

I lost my partner today.

As we stood in two rooms divided only by oak panelled walls. My partner was gunned down.

As soon as the first gunshot rang out I knew.

As I listened to the bullet that killed him explode from the barrel of a gun.

My heart stopped beating.

Will.

Will's courtroom.

I wish I had of went to him. Been with him at the end.

There was no one.

I would have kissed him on the forehead and told him everything was going to be ok.

I would have told him to fight. I would have held him, cradled him and made sure he knew he wasn't alone.

You see I always think Will thought he would end up alone.

He joked once that when he was old, all he would have would be a class of bourbon, and a legal case. I said he would have me.

I hope he knew he had me. He will always have me.