A/N: This is just Harm's POV during 'All Us Angel's.' In other words: This
is 'Ron's' point of Veiw. Mac is Beverly for all of you who missed that
episode. I CRIED SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH WHEN I WATCHED THIS! IT'S NOT
EVEN FUNNY.
Disclaimer: I don't own this story plot, or any of the characters. DSP or whatever his name is, owns it.
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The kiss went on and on. Ron never wanted it to stop. A slight movement to the right caught his eye. And as he loooked over his love's shoulder, he noticed that it was a plane. A Kamikaze plane. Ron pushed Beverly down onto the ship's deck, as the plane crashed into the Cruiser. Beverly blinked her eyes comprehending what had just happened. Suddenly she jumped up, pushing Ron out of the way. Ron barely had the time to ask her where she was going. "The O2 tanks are on!" Ron's blood ran cold. Didn't Oxygen tanks have a high risk of.... Exploding?
Ron shook his head and ran after Beverly, an explosion shook the ship. 'Please let Bev be alright, I just found her, I can't let her go!' Ron ran through the masses of screaming people heading towards the medic ward. 'I won't.' A nurse Ron had seen Beverly with suddenly ran up to him. "Where is Beverly?" Ron nodded towards the hall. "In the medic room, she went to go turn off the O2 tanks." The nurses pretty face grew pale. "That's where the explosion just occured." Ron pushed past her. "Stay here, I'll be back."
As he entered the Medic his eyes began to burn. Fire was everywhere. The beds were mountains of flames. And Beverly..... His eyes frantily searched the sorrounding area, they landed on a shelf. 'Oh God, please no.' He raced over dodging flames. 'No...No..' Beverly was pinned beneith the shelf, trapping her to the floor by her back. She was unconcious. "NO!" Ron screamed, and he grabbed the shelf in an attempt to yank it of his loved one. He immidiatly yanked it back. It was burning hot! Using his feet he managed to monuever the shelf of Beverly and he picked her up, running as fast as his still healing form would allow him.
He laid her gently on the deck. Smoothing out her hair with his hands. The nurse he had talked to earlier along with the Priest, Doctor, and lead nurse stood around her. Ron had eyes only for Beverly, praying that the blood by her mouth was not from a crushed lung. She stirred, opened her eyes and gazed at him. And he knew, he knew she wouldn't make it. She gave him a small smile, her little loving, goodbye smile. And her eyes closed. Ron's hands shakely let go of her face which he had been caressing. He backed up against the wall, his eyes wide, staring at the woman he had grown to love in a few short days. She was....Gone. Tears streamed down his cheeks, he didn't bother wiping them away. Beverly.... Bev.... The woman he had talked to, kissed not even an hour earlier.
Was dead.
Fin.
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A/N: R/R, isn't this sad?!
~Jaina.
Disclaimer: I don't own this story plot, or any of the characters. DSP or whatever his name is, owns it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~R/R~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The kiss went on and on. Ron never wanted it to stop. A slight movement to the right caught his eye. And as he loooked over his love's shoulder, he noticed that it was a plane. A Kamikaze plane. Ron pushed Beverly down onto the ship's deck, as the plane crashed into the Cruiser. Beverly blinked her eyes comprehending what had just happened. Suddenly she jumped up, pushing Ron out of the way. Ron barely had the time to ask her where she was going. "The O2 tanks are on!" Ron's blood ran cold. Didn't Oxygen tanks have a high risk of.... Exploding?
Ron shook his head and ran after Beverly, an explosion shook the ship. 'Please let Bev be alright, I just found her, I can't let her go!' Ron ran through the masses of screaming people heading towards the medic ward. 'I won't.' A nurse Ron had seen Beverly with suddenly ran up to him. "Where is Beverly?" Ron nodded towards the hall. "In the medic room, she went to go turn off the O2 tanks." The nurses pretty face grew pale. "That's where the explosion just occured." Ron pushed past her. "Stay here, I'll be back."
As he entered the Medic his eyes began to burn. Fire was everywhere. The beds were mountains of flames. And Beverly..... His eyes frantily searched the sorrounding area, they landed on a shelf. 'Oh God, please no.' He raced over dodging flames. 'No...No..' Beverly was pinned beneith the shelf, trapping her to the floor by her back. She was unconcious. "NO!" Ron screamed, and he grabbed the shelf in an attempt to yank it of his loved one. He immidiatly yanked it back. It was burning hot! Using his feet he managed to monuever the shelf of Beverly and he picked her up, running as fast as his still healing form would allow him.
He laid her gently on the deck. Smoothing out her hair with his hands. The nurse he had talked to earlier along with the Priest, Doctor, and lead nurse stood around her. Ron had eyes only for Beverly, praying that the blood by her mouth was not from a crushed lung. She stirred, opened her eyes and gazed at him. And he knew, he knew she wouldn't make it. She gave him a small smile, her little loving, goodbye smile. And her eyes closed. Ron's hands shakely let go of her face which he had been caressing. He backed up against the wall, his eyes wide, staring at the woman he had grown to love in a few short days. She was....Gone. Tears streamed down his cheeks, he didn't bother wiping them away. Beverly.... Bev.... The woman he had talked to, kissed not even an hour earlier.
Was dead.
Fin.
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A/N: R/R, isn't this sad?!
~Jaina.
