Abby cried out, again trying to push her way past the police as both Jim and Carter fell back.
For a minute, everything fell silent. The sniper who shot the gun let out a breath, praying he hit the right man.
Police stepped forward, arming their guns as one of the two moved. No one was able to tell which one it was yet.

Carter slowly stood up, looking down at Jim.he had been shot in the head.needless to say, he was dead.
Carter shook his head, running his hand through his hair. He put his hand on his chest, trying slow his rapidly beating heart. Paramedics and police crowded him, asking hundreds of questions, even a few reporters had made their way through. His head was a whirl as he searched the crowd for one person.
Abby finally pushed her way through the mob around Carter, arm in a cast. Her eyes were glazed over with tears as she stumbled toward Carter. He smiled exhaustedly at her. She threw her arms around his neck, kissing him through her tears. He kissed her back, the rest of the world fading away around them. They were both okay, both safe, minus a couple of minor injuries. Abby broke away just enough to lean her forehead against his. Tears flowed down her cheeks. She cupped his face in her good hand. "I.I thought."
She shook her head. Carter pus his finger to her lips. "Shh.I know, I know.its okay."
She sighed, hugging him again. He winced. "Ow.."
She let go of him, looking up at him in concern. "Arm." "Oh, God! I'm sorry."
He smiled. "Don't be."
She looked at his arm, ripping away more of the shirt to get a better look. "You'll need to have the paramedics fix this up.and your face too."
She touched the side of his face, just below where his cut was.
Carter smiled a little at her. He lifted his hand to the side of her face and lifted it so she was looking at him. "Abby. I'll be okay."
She shook her head, tears threatened to fall down her cheeks again. "I've never been so scared in my life."
Carter nodded. "I know, it was scary in there. I wish I could have been more of a comfort to you."
Abby shook her head. "No.when he had you.he had his gun.to your head.I was so scared for you.I was scared I was going to lose you."
Carter leaned his forehead against hers again, kissing the bridge of her nose gently. Abby's lips trembled. She looked at him. "I love you, John."
Carter couldn't hold a somewhat shocked smile from his face. In all the time he'd known her.all the time he'd been no less than intoxicated by her.he never thought she'd be the first one to say those three all-so- important words. He kissed her lovingly. He finally pulled away, he smiled at her. "I love you too Abby.I always have."
She smiled and kissed him again. They broke away a few moments later for air. Carter grinned, wrapping his arms around her tightly. She smiled at him. "Come on, let's get your head and arm fixed up."
He nodded and followed her over to the open ambulance that had paramedics waiting. Carter sat in the back of the ambulance as the paramedics started to irrigate his wounds. He looked over to Abby, watching her as she directed the paramedics to be careful. He smiled and thought of everything that had happened that day. Everything that went wrong.everything bad that had happened.regardless of everything, things ended well. He smiled at Abby who returned his smile.it was a whole new day tomorrow.a whole new start for them.