I don't own the characters or the show

I don't own the characters (except for Michelle & Benjamin & Morris) or the show.

--Chapter 16.

Nobody was coming. There were a few people standing on the porch area, but none were heading in our direction. I knew we were quite a distance away and perhaps my scream couldn't be heard over the music and voices. My God there were gunshots, they had to have heard them! Then it occurs to me, I never heard the shots either, well not like it sounds on TV shows and in the movies. But Clu had a gun and Carey was clearly shot with it. What in the hell was going on!?

"HELP!!" It took all my being and soul to fish that out of me. Those people on the porch finally went running. I was glad to know one of them; Benjamin Tayron the equipment manager for the band.

"Fi! What happened?" The look on his face lets me know he must be thinking this as to be a dream! But it wasn't. It was very real. Carey's blood was real. My tears were real.

"Please help him! Please!" One of the men with Benjamin that I recognized but didn't know by name was leaning down feeling Carey's neck.

"Ben get her out of here! And call the paramedics!" The nameless man called out.

"No! I want to stay with him!" How could I leave him!? He needed me! It was my fault he was there.

"Fiona come on." Ben literally had to lift me off the ground and drag me away from the scene. The whole time I was twisting and pulling to get lose from his grip. And I was half screaming half crying Carey's name out. By this point people were gathering around the door to see what the commotion was about.

The gathering crowd cleared when we came to the entrance. There weren't as many people as I had thought previously. Over half the guests were still mingling like the world was in perfect order. Jack was flirting with Michelle, but it doesn't count as cheating on Gabe because all the boys, young, old, married, divorced want to be seen with Michelle. Annie was singing and messing around in the corner with some other high school aged kids. Mom was not in the room. I had to find her!

"Mommy!" All the guests who were unaware of anything were now.

"Fiona what's wrong!?" Jack came running up with genuine fear in his eyes. It's then I realize what a mess I must look like. Tears smeared down my face. My hair a mess. And the icing on the cake was I had Carey's blood on me. Benjamin had ran off to get my mom and to hopefully call 911. I couldn't speak to Jack, how could I tell him his best friend just killed someone?

Mom came rushing over to me with the same fearful look as her son held. After taking a few quick deep breathes I began to speak.

"Carey's dead!" They all looked at me as if I had just said Mary Queen of Scott's and Adolph Hitler were sipping tea in the front yard right now.

"What?!" Mom finally managed to get out.

"He's dead! Look outside for yourselves." They look past me to see Benjamin's friend and some new people running around and squatting near a person lying on the ground. It was too dark and too far away to see it was really Carey. They look up to Benjamin for his answer all he does is nod.

"How!? What happened!?" I don't know who spoke, by this point everyone at the party seemed to be in on the news. I couldn't speak with my crying that had returned. So Benjamin became the spokes men.

"Carey was shot twice. One in the chest extremely close to his heart. The other hit him in the lower right side of his stomach. It doesn't look good."

"Who did it?" I recognized that voice of being Annie's. Benjamin turns to me realizing that he and the others never asked such an obvious question.

"Clu." The gasps, oh my god's, and other comments and sounds filled the room. Everyone was talking to each other in disbelief. Even the guests who had never heard of Carey or Clu.

"Are you sure?" Another stranger finally spoke the question that everyone wanted to know.

"Yes, I was standing right there when it happened." Sirens could now be heard coming towards us. I wasn't relieved. Because in my heart I knew Carey was dead, no miracles would be created for him.