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Bobby was just turning away from the coffee machine when he heard Paulie's voice.
"Bobby"
"What are you doing here?" He demanded angrily
"Bobby please don't be mad."
"Not be mad!? You shot her!"
"I didn't mean to, please Bobby you hafta believe me, I didn't me to pull the trigger, it just happened, please Bobby." Paulie begged.
"How can shooting someone just happen?" He demanded
"It was an accident, I didn't mean for it to happen."
"How do you accidentally shoot someone? She has a 7 year old son, 7! You didn't see his face damn it, telling him his mother might because of you! He wanted to how she got hurt, said she was too careful to get hurt! You didn't try to explain to him why she got hurt! She's my best friend, my partner, Paulie, I love her, how am I not supposed to be mad?"
"Bobby" Paulie started
"No! Don't just don't Paulie, you wanna do something for me, go turn yourself in" He turned around and was heading towards the stairs when once again he heard Paulie's voice.
"Freeze! Nobody moves!" He was standing there with a gun in his left hand.
Those words sent a chill down his spine and he stared at him, once again freezing in midstep.
***Flashback***
He sprinted over to where Kim lay against the wall, his hands shaking as he gently pulled her shirt away from her chest and gasped; her undershirt was already bloodstained.
"Damn it!" he swore as he pressed his hands against her chest, and leaned down to see if she was breathing. A few seconds later, he was relieved to feel her breath on his cheek and see her chest rise and fall. Keeping one hand on her chest, he grabbed his radio with the other.
"This Boy 55-3, I need another bus over here now! We have a medic down!" he said into his radio.
***End Flashback***
My radio he thought, reaching down to see if it was still on his belt. When his fingers touched the cool metal he let out a sigh of relief, if he stays distracted somehow, I can radio for help. He turned his attention back to Paulie who was ordering one of the nurses away from the phone. He reached over and quietly pressed the talk button on his radio.
"This is Boy 55-3, requesting NYPD backup," He murmured into his radio, hoping Paulie wouldn't hear. I wonder if we'll ever be Boy 55-3 again.
A few minutes later sirens were heard, rushing towards the hospital.
"Who called the police!?" Paulie screamed, panic flying across his face.
"Paulie put the gun down," He said forcing his tone to be even and sound calm, "Give it to me." Out of the corner of his eye he saw Faith and Bosco getting out of their squad car.
Paulie glanced at the squad cars and then at Bobby indecision written all over his face.
Bobby was just turning away from the coffee machine when he heard Paulie's voice.
"Bobby"
"What are you doing here?" He demanded angrily
"Bobby please don't be mad."
"Not be mad!? You shot her!"
"I didn't mean to, please Bobby you hafta believe me, I didn't me to pull the trigger, it just happened, please Bobby." Paulie begged.
"How can shooting someone just happen?" He demanded
"It was an accident, I didn't mean for it to happen."
"How do you accidentally shoot someone? She has a 7 year old son, 7! You didn't see his face damn it, telling him his mother might because of you! He wanted to how she got hurt, said she was too careful to get hurt! You didn't try to explain to him why she got hurt! She's my best friend, my partner, Paulie, I love her, how am I not supposed to be mad?"
"Bobby" Paulie started
"No! Don't just don't Paulie, you wanna do something for me, go turn yourself in" He turned around and was heading towards the stairs when once again he heard Paulie's voice.
"Freeze! Nobody moves!" He was standing there with a gun in his left hand.
Those words sent a chill down his spine and he stared at him, once again freezing in midstep.
***Flashback***
He sprinted over to where Kim lay against the wall, his hands shaking as he gently pulled her shirt away from her chest and gasped; her undershirt was already bloodstained.
"Damn it!" he swore as he pressed his hands against her chest, and leaned down to see if she was breathing. A few seconds later, he was relieved to feel her breath on his cheek and see her chest rise and fall. Keeping one hand on her chest, he grabbed his radio with the other.
"This Boy 55-3, I need another bus over here now! We have a medic down!" he said into his radio.
***End Flashback***
My radio he thought, reaching down to see if it was still on his belt. When his fingers touched the cool metal he let out a sigh of relief, if he stays distracted somehow, I can radio for help. He turned his attention back to Paulie who was ordering one of the nurses away from the phone. He reached over and quietly pressed the talk button on his radio.
"This is Boy 55-3, requesting NYPD backup," He murmured into his radio, hoping Paulie wouldn't hear. I wonder if we'll ever be Boy 55-3 again.
A few minutes later sirens were heard, rushing towards the hospital.
"Who called the police!?" Paulie screamed, panic flying across his face.
"Paulie put the gun down," He said forcing his tone to be even and sound calm, "Give it to me." Out of the corner of his eye he saw Faith and Bosco getting out of their squad car.
Paulie glanced at the squad cars and then at Bobby indecision written all over his face.