A/N: After much thought I decided that there is going to be a character
death at some point in the story but it's not going to be a main character
it's going to be someone that appears on the show frequently just thought I
should warn you lol thanks again for the reviews.
Chapter 5
Nick was still asleep when the doorbell rang. It took a couple of times to wake him up and whoever was out there was getting impatient and the bell was going 90 miles per minute.
"Alright I'm coming!" he yelled stumbling out of bed.
When he opened the door Greg was still pushing the bell. The last time Nick saw him was at the softball game he was jumping on the roof of the dugout screaming "HOME RUN!!!" over and over right before he fell off.
"Greg what are you doing?" Nick asked annoyed and still sleepy.
"Oh sorry I just came to check up on you." He said sheepishly.
After a couple minutes of daggers from Nick who was wearing nothing but sweatpants and Greg shuffling his feet. "So can I come in?" Greg asked looking up.
"Yeah sure." Nick said stepping aside. He wasn't so annoyed anymore and the note filtered back into his mind. Nick threw on a t-shirt and plopped on the couch while Greg just stood there uncomfortably.
"You going to sit down and tell me what you want?"
"I told you I just wanted to check up on you I heard about the uh note." He said sitting down.
"I'm fine but thanks." Greg looked around the room. He'd never been in Nicks house before. There were what seemed like thousands of pictures of his parents, sisters, brother, some of rest of the team, and some people Greg had never seen. Whoever wrote that note had his work cut out for him.
Then a thought occurred to him, "Hey wasn't there supposed to be a guard at your door?"
"Yeah wasn't there?"
"Umm no." Nick looked around the room like someone would jump out of hiding any second.
'Click' they both turned to see a gun trained on them. The person attached to gun had on a mask on so they couldn't tell who it was.
"Cops are so stupid, didn't even hear me coming." He said and they could practically hear the sneer in his voice.
"What do you want?" Nick asked, Greg was eyeing the gun on the table. 'If only I could reach it' 'Okay on three jump and grab it, one, two, two and a half. "THREE!" he shouted out loud and grabbed for the gun.
He wasn't sure what happened after that he knew shots had been fired but he didn't know from whom or where they had hit either. He didn't think he was shot or at least didn't feel it.
'Maybe I'm dead' he thought but quickly decided against it when he felt the sharp pain in his arm. He opened his eyes and saw that he had indeed been shot and that the gunman had been too. Neither had been fatal and Nick was wrestling with the man for the gun. The gunman however soon overpowered Nick and the gun was pointing towards Nick's abdomen. "Guess this is it Nick." He said before firing.
A/N: Sorry this chapter was so short I didn't plan on it I just couldn't pass up this perfect cliffhanger opportunity lol.
Chapter 5
Nick was still asleep when the doorbell rang. It took a couple of times to wake him up and whoever was out there was getting impatient and the bell was going 90 miles per minute.
"Alright I'm coming!" he yelled stumbling out of bed.
When he opened the door Greg was still pushing the bell. The last time Nick saw him was at the softball game he was jumping on the roof of the dugout screaming "HOME RUN!!!" over and over right before he fell off.
"Greg what are you doing?" Nick asked annoyed and still sleepy.
"Oh sorry I just came to check up on you." He said sheepishly.
After a couple minutes of daggers from Nick who was wearing nothing but sweatpants and Greg shuffling his feet. "So can I come in?" Greg asked looking up.
"Yeah sure." Nick said stepping aside. He wasn't so annoyed anymore and the note filtered back into his mind. Nick threw on a t-shirt and plopped on the couch while Greg just stood there uncomfortably.
"You going to sit down and tell me what you want?"
"I told you I just wanted to check up on you I heard about the uh note." He said sitting down.
"I'm fine but thanks." Greg looked around the room. He'd never been in Nicks house before. There were what seemed like thousands of pictures of his parents, sisters, brother, some of rest of the team, and some people Greg had never seen. Whoever wrote that note had his work cut out for him.
Then a thought occurred to him, "Hey wasn't there supposed to be a guard at your door?"
"Yeah wasn't there?"
"Umm no." Nick looked around the room like someone would jump out of hiding any second.
'Click' they both turned to see a gun trained on them. The person attached to gun had on a mask on so they couldn't tell who it was.
"Cops are so stupid, didn't even hear me coming." He said and they could practically hear the sneer in his voice.
"What do you want?" Nick asked, Greg was eyeing the gun on the table. 'If only I could reach it' 'Okay on three jump and grab it, one, two, two and a half. "THREE!" he shouted out loud and grabbed for the gun.
He wasn't sure what happened after that he knew shots had been fired but he didn't know from whom or where they had hit either. He didn't think he was shot or at least didn't feel it.
'Maybe I'm dead' he thought but quickly decided against it when he felt the sharp pain in his arm. He opened his eyes and saw that he had indeed been shot and that the gunman had been too. Neither had been fatal and Nick was wrestling with the man for the gun. The gunman however soon overpowered Nick and the gun was pointing towards Nick's abdomen. "Guess this is it Nick." He said before firing.
A/N: Sorry this chapter was so short I didn't plan on it I just couldn't pass up this perfect cliffhanger opportunity lol.