A/N I'm planning to get this set finished by Sunday, because then I'll have a WHOLE new load of material to work with! Giggle. I'm so excited. And please, I know you hate me after the last chapter, and you'll probably hate me for the first half of this one too, but BEAR WITH IT!

Disclaimer: I own a new pair of glasses. But not Cold Case.

He's lying on the ground when she breaks cover to get to him.

"You ass!" Lilly cries. Scotty chuckles weakly, coughing.

"Lil..."

Her hands press down on his chest, trying to stop the flow of blood.

"You are such a jerk!" she says angrily, but he knows that it's only covering her fear, because this time it's bad. From the corner of his eye, he sees a red stain spreading across the concrete, and one of his hands finds hers.

"Lilly...waste of time..." he rasps. She shakes her head, gritting her teeth and fighting back tears and trying to stop the bleeding.

Loses the battle with tears.

"Why'd you do it, Scotty?"

Sirens in the distance, but he's not sure he can hold on that long. He coughs again.

"Couldn't...let..."

Lilly tears off her shirt, leaving her in nothing but a tiny vest top.

"You're an idiot," she replies, and pushes her shirt onto the wound. Scotty tries to smile, because he can see the fear in her eyes, but even breathing hurts, so he just wants to let the cold darkness overtake him.

His eyes close, and he tries to forget her cry of fear as he releases a shaky breath.

"I swear to God, Scotty, don't leave me here on my own!" Lilly shouts, her voice choked.

Blood has stained her hands red, and it keeps seeping out from between her fingers and the once blue shirt is now scarlet. His fingers are cold as they tangle around hers.

"I'm...sorry...never meant to..." he murmurs with a smile, but it hurts to talk, so he never finishes. Lilly leans closer and she looks like an angel.

"It's OK," she says, "It'll be fine."

The sirens get closer. A trail of blood slides down from the corner of his mouth.

"Lil...love you..."

His eyes close, and when they don't reopen, Lilly can't hold back a sob.

"Scotty? Scotty, open your eyes," she begs, "Please, Scotty, come on...Scotty? No, oh God..."

He feels like he's floating, and he realizes this must be it.

And part of him is OK with that.

But he hears crying, and he opens his eyes because nobody should be crying here, and then there's an angel beside him and suddenly everything hurts. He tries to reach out to his angel. His arm is so heavy.

The sobs have stopped.

"Scotty?"

His angel is Lilly. That makes sense, he supposes.

The fog lifts from his eyes and he can see her now, all soft blonde hair and tear stained blue eyes.

"Lil..."

And then her lips are on his and she's crying again and this must be Heaven because no way does Lilly Rush kiss him. Her hands are gentle in his hair, making the pain go away.

Scotty can feel her lips move against his when she speaks.

"Never take a bullet for me again." He chuckles, winces and searches for her hand.

"I'm sorry," he manages hoarsely. Lilly does nothing but kiss him again and watch as doctors and nurses swarm the room, and they never talk about it.

Because, even if they would never acknowledge it, they both know he would do it again if it meant saving her even the slightest little bit.

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