Hi guys! I found this chapter really difficult to write. I was having trouble including all the characters but I hope I've done it justice Hope your enjoying it even if it is a little depressing. The story gets extremely fluffy towards the end though so I hope you continue reading! Kate xxx
"Jonas you're really scaring me" said Mo.
He wasn't going to open up easily but Mo knew it was her he wanted answers from. She was certain she would be giving him answers he didn't want to hear.
"Why are you doing all of this?" she asked, gesturing to the gun in his hand. Jonas completely ignored her question. He was in a world of his own.
"You forced him into having that stupid operation. We could have spent more time together as a family. You should have saved him!"
"You know fine well that Charlie wanted that op more than anything, Jonas. He wanted the last years of his life to be good quality ones. He didn't want to spend them on his oxygen tank. We all agreed. You, me, Sally and Charlie. He knew the risks and was willing to take a chance" Mo noticed Jonas flinch when Sally's name was mentioned. She also observed that he was not wearing his wedding ring.
"Where's Sally, Jonas?" she was frightened as to what she was aware he was now capable of. He was now wailing uncontrollably.
"She's gone. Left me. Said she couldn't be with me anymore because all she sees when she looks into my eyes is Charlie. I loved her doctor. How could she do this to me? If Charlie hadn't died we would all still be together, the three of us!" With great force he threw a glass across the room, shattering it violently against the fridge.
While Mo was trying to negotiate with an increasingly agitated Jonas, the other hostages were trying to snatch small conversations with one another here and there. The last thing they wanted was to annoy Jonas in his current state.
"The police must be here already" whispered Ollie "The glass from that window smashing must have done some damage below"
"The gun shot didn't do him any favours either" added Jonny.
"I hope nobody is hurt" said Elliot, looking a little frazzled "Are you alright Jac?"
"Fine" she replied, touched by his concern. Although all she wanted was to leave the room right away to check the baby "I'm tired though. It feels like we've been here all day"
"I know how ya feel. It's 2:15. We've only been here with him 20 minutes" said Jonny. Nobody battled an eyelid to the fact that Jac was resting her head against Jonny's shoulder. In the corner a whimpering Julia was clearly in shock and Karen was being kept busy trying to console her.
"NO!" screamed Mo. Her and Jonas were both standing now. The latter stood primed and ready to shoot "Jonas, please think this through properly! This wasn't my fault and you know that. Deep down inside I think you know that. I did my best and beyond for Charlie and I did what he wanted"
Jonas was deep in thought. He seemed to be beginning to accept what Mo was suggesting.
"I'm sure Sally still loves you, Jonas. She's just dealing with Charlie's death in her own way. It's only been one month. Give it time"
"Charlie didn't have time. He didn't have time because you didn't give it to him!"
Mo ignored this latest outburst of frustration "Sometimes we have no control over what happens in our lives. Jonas, you need to give yourself time to heal" Mo felt sorry for the man but there were ways to deal with grief and this was certainly not one of them. He was a broken man whose life had started to crumble around him. Jonas had now lowered the gun to his side. He was a shell of the man Mo once knew.
"Charlie was kind and funny and smart and brave. He didn't deserve to die; no one deserves to die at his age. But I know one thing for certain and that is he would be disgusted at you for doing this. This is not the way to handle your situation. We can get you and Sally help but it's going to be a long and difficult road ahead. But I think you and I both know that it's one Charlie would have wanted you to take
Jonas looked at the gun in his hands, then around the room before he slowly offered the gun to Mo. Nobody dared move for fear of spooking him. They were relieved. Everything was going to be fine – he would give the gun to Mo and this nightmare of a day would finally be over.
Noises and shuffling could now be heard on the other side of the door, of which an attempt was made to be opened. Jonas wasn't expecting it. He quickly turned around to observe the rattling door handle but in the process managed to pull the trigger. He looked down at his hands then up at Mo, whose face was suddenly void of any colour. The crimson stain on her scrub top was steadily getting larger. She let out a small moan.
"Oh my God" said Jonas, dropping the gun to the floor while raising both hands to his head "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" The rest of the hostages acted quickly. Ollie and Elliot ran over to restrain Jonas, who was visibly distraught. Karen and Julia sprinted to the door to open it revealing waiting police. Jonny was frozen to the spot while Jac singlehandedly took control of the situation.
"Get him out of here now!" she demanded to the police "I don't want him or that gun anywhere near my sight!"
Mo had managed to stagger a few steps backwards but had fallen and was now resting against the kitchen cupboards. Her hands were covered in blood trying to stop the bleed but her attempts proved futile. Blood was everywhere.
"Mo" said Jac tapping her on her face "I need you to stay awake for me okay?"
Waiting medical staff began to file into the room.
"Page Michael Spence and Serena Campbell right now. I need a trolley in here, fluids, anything to stem this bleed and at least 4 units of B-neg ready in theatre one" Jac was in full on work mode and was a force to be reckoned with.
"Jonny" her voice softened "I need you to talk to her to keep her awake for me yeah?" she smiled reassuringly at him "Shouldn't be a problem for you two will it Mo?"
Mo let out a small raspy laugh. The nurses had returned with all the equipment necessary to keep her alive.
"Can I get some oxygen here please?" ordered Jac.
Mo smiled at her best friend. Her Jonny Mac. The one constant in her life "You fool" he said to Mo "If you don't die on me here I'll kill you myself" He was holding onto her hand for dear life when he felt her grasp slowly slip away. She was unconscious "Mo. No Mo please" he said "Mo wake up come on"
At that moment Michael and Serena entered the room with a trolley.
"She needs theatre right now. I think she's about to crash" Jac filled them in on all the details and they whisked her out of the room and down to the nearest available theatre.
The staffroom was now buzzing with activity but Jonny and Jac were oblivious to it all, both visibly in shock. They were both sitting on the floor surrounded by Mo's blood.
"Jonny" said Jac kindly "We need to get out of here"
He looked up at her and the look on his face caused her heart to sink. He was extremely dazed but tears were pouring down his face. She had never once seen him cry before. To her relief Jonny nodded and slowly got up off the floor.
"Will you. Eh, would you come with me?"
Jac was happy that he asked but there was no chance in hell she would leave him alone in this state anyway "Of course you fool but there's one thing I need you to do for me first" He looked confused "Help me up off this damn floor will you?" He let out a watery chuckle. He took both of her hands and when she was upright put his hands on the small of her back to help steady her. Jac brought one of her hands up to stroke his face "Everything is going to be fine" she said and she stole a gentle kiss from him before they departed the staffroom. Together.