Jackson put his hands under Miley and cradled her in his arms before picking her right up and carrying her carefully round the shopping mall, looking out for gunmen. He could see people screaming, hear their frantic voices…

'No, don't please!'

'Stop! Please don't shoot her, shoot me instead!'

'Do you want money? I-I have money!'

Jackson wanted to help them all right now, but he only cared about one thing.

Miley…

There were ambulances outside and paramedics and police rushing in and out. It was just starting to rain. Two paramedics rushed over and took Miley from Jackson's arms. They rushed off to an ambulance without a word.

'Hey, wait! Come back! That's my sister!'

Jackson ran after them, as they put her in an ambulance and closed the doors. Jackson fumbled with his car keys and started to get in his car, as the ambulance pulled off. They all looked the same, but he caught the name on the side of the ambulance.

Jackson paced the waiting room, as he caught sight of Robbie Ray, Lilly and Oliver. They came running up to him.

'Jackson, are you okay? What happened?' Robbie Ray caught hold of his pacing son by the shoulders.

'W-Well, after you…' he gestured towards Oliver and Lilly. '…left the Mall…g-gunmen flooded the p-place, and…we-we ran…but I-I hit a d-dead end…and M-Miley jumped in front of me, w-when he sh-shot at me…'

Jackson trailed off, starting to cry. Robbie Ray hugged his son. Lilly collapsed onto a chair, with Oliver beside her. A tear slid down her cheek and Oliver put his arm round her, and she leaned into him.

A doctor came out, looking at his clipboard. He looked up, and seeing Jackson, came over. Jackson recognised him as Dr. Wilson, Miley's doctor.

'Er…Mr. Stewart?' Everyone turned towards Dr. Wilson. 'Your sister, Miley Stewart, is stable, but she's not woken up yet. She will not like any activity that is too loud, so try not to argue or shout. It's only one person at a time at the moment.'

Jackson looked at his dad. He nodded slightly and Jackson followed the doctor to Miley's room.

'She's gonna be alright?' Jackson said, looking Dr. Wilson.

'…' The doctor took a while to answer. 'I…I'm not the person to tell you that, Mr Stewart. I'm sorry.'

He slowly opened the door to Miley's room. Dr Wilson checked some wires connecting to her were okay, but then let Jackson in. Dr Wilson left after Jackson was in.

'Oh my God.'

Jackson had never seen his sister so pale. It was frightening. She lay there, looking almost asleep. Jackson walked over.

'Why did you do it, Miles?' Jackson said, knowing she wouldn't answer.

'Why did you jump in front of me?'

Jackson took a chair and sat next to Miley's bed. He took hold of her hand gently, careful not to hurt her. 'I'm sorry.'

'I'm so, so sorry…'

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