This was a much shorter chapter, so apologies for that, but I wanted to post an update and won't get the chance for a few days, so thought I'd put this out to finish off the flash backs and tide you over. It's not much of a cliffhanger anyway considering that you know what happens next :-)

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No fucking way

TC spun around, and with his good arm, grabbed hold of the gun, and pushed it up, and away from himself, and for the second time that night, head butt Samuels', crushing his already broken nose. The two staggered out of the doorway, which resulted in the door slamming shut behind them, momentarily distracting TC.

This earned him a knee, deep in his gut, the air escaped from his lungs with a whoosh and he fell back to the ground, winded.

Samuels swayed on his feet, the hit to his head, making him lose his balance and momentum. For a moment no one moved, then TC noticed the gun on the ground and lunged for it, just as Samuels made a move for TC. The struggle was definitely real, TC got in a few well placed punches, to his ribs and face, they writhed on the floor only metres from the gun. TC started to falter, the pain in his shouljder jarring his senses with every hit, every roll.

His shoulder felt like it was on fire, blood streaming, the wound itself tearing open even more under all strain of the fight.

All of a sudden, he received a hit to his head so hard, black dots danced in his vision. The ringing in his ears was so loud that he wanted to scream, scream at it to stop.

Samuels had smashed him in the side of the head with the gun.

The gun.

TC struggled to his feet, Samuels was already up, gun pointed at TC's chest.

"You've been a right pain in my ass doc."

TC tried to put some distance between himself and the gun, but found that he had backed up against the short wall at the edge of the roof.

He had nowhere to go.

Samuels drew his lips back in a cold, gleeful snarl. The blood pouring out of his nose, smeared all over this face made him look like some kind of creature from hell.

He fired the gun.

TC felt white hot pain erupt at his side.

His eyes rolled back.

And everything went black.