Disclaimer: I do not own third watch or any of the characters cause if I did Bobby wouldn't be dead.

Author's Note: My first TW story. Please R& R

This is all my fault. How could I let this happen? I shouldn't have let her come in there with me. It's all my fault.

"Bobby? You Okay? What happened in there?" Doc was looking at him with a concered expression on his face.

"Paulie shot her" he replied dully, staring at Kim's motionless figure.

Flashback

He walked over to the toilet, Paulie's drugs in hand, and was just putting them in, when he heard what sounded like a gunshot. He turned, and saw Paulie standing there, gun in hand. His eyes followed the direction that the gun was pointing in until his horrified gaze landed on Kim. She was against the wall, dead white with her eyes closed, instinctively he started to move to towards her. Paulie's voice rang through the air:

"Stop! Don't move! I'll shoot!"

Bobby froze in mid-step, watching as Paulie grabbed his precious drugs and fled the apartment.

End Flashback

"Bobby! Lets go! Doc said urgently as Carlos pulled the bus to a stop. Bobby helped Doc unload the bed, in daze, only half hearing what he was saying, as he tried to block out the images of Kim lying against the wall, bleeding.

"26 year old female, shot in the chest," Doc shouted.

Dr. Thomas ran the bed inside, shouting off orders.

"Let's move, keep pressure on that" and then to Doc and Bobby "You two need to leave, we need room to work."

"But" Bobby started to protest.

"Come on Bobby lets go, we're in the way" Doc said gently.

Bobby followed Doc to the waiting room, glancing over his shoulder to where the doctors and nurses surrounded Kim's bed.