Chapter Two
Bo stepped off the boat and onto the island plowed right into Larry Welch. Before Larry could get his gun, Bo had tackled him. "What did you do to my son?" Bo screamed in Larry's face. Larry didn't say anything, just smiled. Hope took off towards the cabin.
"Belle!" she yelled as she dashed into the cabin. Belle called out to her, crying hysterically, and Hope followed her voice.
"Oh God!" Hope screamed as she knelt down by her son. She was shocked at the amount of blood she saw around him. "God, please don't take him from me!" she prayed fiercely. "Shawn!"
The paramedics arrived within a few minutes, as did the police, who promptly arrested Larry. Before they took him away, Larry yelled told Bo, "I've got you where it hurts the most."
Bo ignored him and raced to the cabin as the paramedics were rushing Shawn to the helicopter. Hope insisted on going with him. Abe had brought the police chopper and took Bo and Belle to the hospital.
**
"I should have known," Hope cried as she sat in the ER waiting room. "Larry told me, HE TOLD ME he would go after Shawn!"
"We thought he was dead!" Bo argued from the other side of the room, where he was pacing.
"No, we wanted to think he was dead. We never saw a body. I should have made sure, and now he's attacked our son!"
Bo stared at the door to the waiting room, cursing the doctor for taking so long. Nothing else in the entire world mattered until the doctor said Shawn would be okay.
When the doctor came, Bo, Hope, Jennifer, Belle, Marlena, John, Brady, and Chloe all stared at him anxiously. The doctor took a minute to get his thoughts together.
"Your son lost a lot of blood and there was extensive damage to his heart. Maybe if we had gotten to him sooner-,"
"No," Hope whispered.
"I'm sorry. We did everything we could. There was just-,"
"NO!" Hope screamed. "No. You go back in there and bring him back RIGHT NOW!"
Jennifer raced to her cousin and threw her arms around her. "Hope."
"Get off of me! My son is not dead. My son is not-oh God!" Hope fell to the ground in tears. Jennifer embraced her, holding her as her own tears fell. Chloe, Brady, and Belle all sat on the ground sobbing hysterically together.
Bo, too had fallen to the ground, as soon as the doctors words clicked in his head. John laid a hand on Bo's shoulder as Bo's entire body shook with sobs.
**
Roman was the first to walk through the door to Bo and Hope's house that night. He turned on the lights as Caroline and PopShawn came in with Bo and Hope. Little Zack was asleep on Hope's shoulder. Caroline took Zack upstairs to bed. Roman and PopShawn exchanged a look as Bo and Hope stood still, both obviously still in shock.
"If there is ANYTHING you need, you call us," PopShawn said, his eyes filling up with tears. He tried to focus on Bo and Hope, not his grandson who had his name.
Bo just nodded. Roman gave his brother a hug. "I'm a phone call away," Roman added, his voice cracking. Bo nodded again and when Caroline came down, and hugs had been exchanged, she, Roman, and PopShawn left with hearts as heavy as Bo's and Hope's.
Bo and Hope just started at each other for a minute, neither moving. Finally, Hope went upstairs to bed. But she didn't sleep. She spent the whole night crying with Zack in her arms. She didn't even notice that Bo did not come to bed.
Bo was in the garage, looking at all the projects he had to do. He hadn't touched them since the day JT left. He sat there among the wood and the tools remembering how Shawn would help him out. They worked on so many things together. They would spend hours together working on projects. Miscellaneous stuff. Stuff they'd never work together on again. Bo threw his hammer across the garage, not caring what it hit. He fell to his knees and cried there the whole night through.
Larry's last words ran through his head: "I've got you where it hurts!" And it was true. Bo didn't remember feeling a pain like this ever before. His son was dead. That was final. Larry had gotten his revenge.
The End
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I killed Shawn! I couldn't believe it when I did it, and I almost caved and had him live. Why did I kill him, you ask? Because that was the point of the story, Larry getting his last revenge on Bo and Hope. I was SO disappointed when Larry didn't go after Shawn, even though he had threatened Hope with it. That would have been SO good, Larry going after Shawn to get even with Bope. And we haven't had any good Shawn action (by action I mean danger) in way too long, so that's what prompted the fic. I hope you enjoyed it and don't be TOO mad at me! And PLEASE review, reviews are good. (
Bo stepped off the boat and onto the island plowed right into Larry Welch. Before Larry could get his gun, Bo had tackled him. "What did you do to my son?" Bo screamed in Larry's face. Larry didn't say anything, just smiled. Hope took off towards the cabin.
"Belle!" she yelled as she dashed into the cabin. Belle called out to her, crying hysterically, and Hope followed her voice.
"Oh God!" Hope screamed as she knelt down by her son. She was shocked at the amount of blood she saw around him. "God, please don't take him from me!" she prayed fiercely. "Shawn!"
The paramedics arrived within a few minutes, as did the police, who promptly arrested Larry. Before they took him away, Larry yelled told Bo, "I've got you where it hurts the most."
Bo ignored him and raced to the cabin as the paramedics were rushing Shawn to the helicopter. Hope insisted on going with him. Abe had brought the police chopper and took Bo and Belle to the hospital.
**
"I should have known," Hope cried as she sat in the ER waiting room. "Larry told me, HE TOLD ME he would go after Shawn!"
"We thought he was dead!" Bo argued from the other side of the room, where he was pacing.
"No, we wanted to think he was dead. We never saw a body. I should have made sure, and now he's attacked our son!"
Bo stared at the door to the waiting room, cursing the doctor for taking so long. Nothing else in the entire world mattered until the doctor said Shawn would be okay.
When the doctor came, Bo, Hope, Jennifer, Belle, Marlena, John, Brady, and Chloe all stared at him anxiously. The doctor took a minute to get his thoughts together.
"Your son lost a lot of blood and there was extensive damage to his heart. Maybe if we had gotten to him sooner-,"
"No," Hope whispered.
"I'm sorry. We did everything we could. There was just-,"
"NO!" Hope screamed. "No. You go back in there and bring him back RIGHT NOW!"
Jennifer raced to her cousin and threw her arms around her. "Hope."
"Get off of me! My son is not dead. My son is not-oh God!" Hope fell to the ground in tears. Jennifer embraced her, holding her as her own tears fell. Chloe, Brady, and Belle all sat on the ground sobbing hysterically together.
Bo, too had fallen to the ground, as soon as the doctors words clicked in his head. John laid a hand on Bo's shoulder as Bo's entire body shook with sobs.
**
Roman was the first to walk through the door to Bo and Hope's house that night. He turned on the lights as Caroline and PopShawn came in with Bo and Hope. Little Zack was asleep on Hope's shoulder. Caroline took Zack upstairs to bed. Roman and PopShawn exchanged a look as Bo and Hope stood still, both obviously still in shock.
"If there is ANYTHING you need, you call us," PopShawn said, his eyes filling up with tears. He tried to focus on Bo and Hope, not his grandson who had his name.
Bo just nodded. Roman gave his brother a hug. "I'm a phone call away," Roman added, his voice cracking. Bo nodded again and when Caroline came down, and hugs had been exchanged, she, Roman, and PopShawn left with hearts as heavy as Bo's and Hope's.
Bo and Hope just started at each other for a minute, neither moving. Finally, Hope went upstairs to bed. But she didn't sleep. She spent the whole night crying with Zack in her arms. She didn't even notice that Bo did not come to bed.
Bo was in the garage, looking at all the projects he had to do. He hadn't touched them since the day JT left. He sat there among the wood and the tools remembering how Shawn would help him out. They worked on so many things together. They would spend hours together working on projects. Miscellaneous stuff. Stuff they'd never work together on again. Bo threw his hammer across the garage, not caring what it hit. He fell to his knees and cried there the whole night through.
Larry's last words ran through his head: "I've got you where it hurts!" And it was true. Bo didn't remember feeling a pain like this ever before. His son was dead. That was final. Larry had gotten his revenge.
The End
***
I killed Shawn! I couldn't believe it when I did it, and I almost caved and had him live. Why did I kill him, you ask? Because that was the point of the story, Larry getting his last revenge on Bo and Hope. I was SO disappointed when Larry didn't go after Shawn, even though he had threatened Hope with it. That would have been SO good, Larry going after Shawn to get even with Bope. And we haven't had any good Shawn action (by action I mean danger) in way too long, so that's what prompted the fic. I hope you enjoyed it and don't be TOO mad at me! And PLEASE review, reviews are good. (