This is my first ever Wanted fanfic and was thought up pretty much right after I watched the movie, so please don't hate too much. I hope you enjoy this story.

This story starts just as Cross catches Wesley…..

Yeah, that's right. Stay right there. Stare right into my eyes as I slowly reach for my gun. Don't move. Annnnnnnddddd….bam!

{Wesley shot Cross and they both fall back into the train. Cross gives a grunt of pain as he lands on his back. Wesley hisses slightly as glass shards dig into the skin of his palm}

Come on, die already. Come on. Wait, what did he just say?

{Wesley grabs the front of Cross's coat and demands that he repeat what he had just said to him. Cross repeats the little fact that he's Wesley's real father then dies. Wesley gently lays him back down and stares at him as he feels tears creep into his eyes. He hears Fox moving behind him and asks if what Cross said was really true. She responds by telling him yes that it is the truth}

Why? Why did I do this? Oh, yeah, that's right. The Fraternity had told me that he was my father's killer, that's why. I was so stupid to be blinded by the rage. I was so stupid as to have been blinded by the lies. He can't be dead. No, he's definitely dead. Fox, please tell me it can't be true? Why are you pointing your gun at me? The Fraternity Loom ordered you to kill me. I don't think so….

{Wesley shoots the train window that's below him and Cross. It shatters and they fall through}

{Next thing Wesley knows is that he's waking up in water that feels much like the water in Recovery}

Wait a second. I'm back in Recovery? How did I get here? Why would Fox bring me here if she was just going to kill me? Wait…..this isn't Recovery. This is just a regular old bathroom. And where's Cross?

{Wesley slowly gets up and makes his way towards what he believes to be the living room. He goes to the window after he hears the sound of a familiar train and the voice of his girlfriend. Looking out this window, he realizes he's looking into his apartment. Suddenly, he hears someone speak behind him and whips around to see its Pekwarsky.}

What is he doing here? My father wanted me to come here so I'd believe him? Where is here exactly? Is that me in that picture. Oh, my God. It is. It's me in all of them. He was watching me this entire time and I didn't even know it. All those times I felt eyes on me, it was him.

{Wesley sits on the windowsill with several of Cross' pictures of him in his hand}

He was my father. And now he's gone because of me. I killed him. You think hearing that giving his life in order to protect me was all that mattered to him is going to make me feel better, Pekwarsky? Well, you're wrong. I feel like crap. He was always just trying to rescue me from them, and I killed him because of the lies they fed me. No, nothing is going to make me feel better. Not until I bring down the Fraternity…...

As I said before, I hope you all enjoyed this short drabble of mine. Please leave reviews?