A/N: Well thanks to my reviews! Here is the next chapter. Okay, I know
these chapters are not that detailed and a little short, I'll see what I
can do about that in the next one. Oh, when you read, this will make
sense, but I love DOOT! Make that sound, then you will understand!
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A/N: Okay guys, sorry this took so long. I been kinda sick lately and able to get to the computer. Aquarius you hit a nerve, thank you! Keep it up, thank you for everyone that reviewed!
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Little Secrets
Chapter 13:
Shoot Out
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Lawrence fiddled with the gun and aimed it directly at his sons chest. Doot. The gun fired. Lawrence felt himself go sideways and hit the ground, something was on top of him. Bam, bam, smack, punch. He was getting the crap beat out of him. He started hitting back, the gun flew from his hand on the way down and he didn't know exactly were it had landed.
Ben went into action, he jumped from his hiding place, surprising the good Dr. He took him down and then started hitting him with all he had. The monster deserved it for what he had surely done to Lucas. His fist kept flying, he wasn't in control.
Lawrence fought back, then it was a rolling match. Dirt was flying everywhere. Thud, someone's head hit the wall. Lawrence was on top, strangling Ben. Ben was clawing at his hands, punching his face, but the man didn't let up.
Doot, doot. The gun went off twice. Ben felt Lawernce fall off of him and looked over to where the gun had been fired from. Lucas was.standing there with the gun in his hands. He had shot his own father! He whole face was swollen, it was amazing that he didn't miss, he could barely only see out of one eye. The hand that wasn't holding the gun was wrapped protectively around his ribs.
Cough, cough. "Are, are you okay," cough some more, "Ben?" He started to wheeze slightly.
Ben was instantly at his side. "Yes Luke, are you okay?" The teen began to sway, and he gently helped him sit against a wall. "You sir right there, help should be here soon. I'm going to check on the Captain."
Lucas laid back and closed his eye. He could hear Ben talking to him, but couldn't figure out what he was saying. He was thinking over everything, he was so tired. He eyes popped open. "BEN!"
Ben was back at his side, blood on his hands. "What is it Luke?" It was starting to get really concerned, Lucas probably had a lot of internal injuries. He was starting to slur.
"My poc, pocket, Ben" He whispered. It was getting hard to breath, to talk, to stay awake.
"Yea sure kid, what you got in your pocket?" He humored the kid and started digging in his pockets. (A/N: For all you prevs out there, me included, NO he was not trying anything with poor injured Lucas.) He finally found something, and a lot of something he found! From Lucas' back pocket he pulled out a series of mini disc's.
"Make su" he paused sucking in air, "sure the Cap gets those!"
Ben looked up at Lucas, he sounded like he couldn't catch his breath, and the Captain was bleeding bad. He had tied some cloth tightly around his leg, but it was still bleeding. Lucas stared grabbing at Ben's hand, the one holding the disc's.
"Wait, that one is mine!" He said with as much force as possible, but it wouldn't have scared a kitten. Ben looked down at them and noticed that one had L. S. written on it.
"Okay Luke, I'll put it in your room."
"Tha" He didn't finish talking.
Ben looked back up from Bridger and noticed the kid was out cold. No, he had to wake up, he began calling his name and shaking him gently. That was when he noticed the huge amount of blood pooling behind and under Lucas. He checked him over and found he had been shot! How could he have missed this! He was shot in his left should and left forearm. Where the hell was Crocker.
Right at that moment, "Captain, come in." The Captains PAL went off.
Ben flipped it open, "Where the hell are you!" Well that wasn't very professional.
"Excuse me?" Came the voice over the line.
"Sorry Crocker, Lucas and the Captain have been shot. We need med-bay in here now!"
"We'll be right there!" The line went blank.
They were not expecting to find a third person had been shot when they rounded the corner. The med. team went to work immediately.
A/N: I just got on yesterday and learned the tragic news! I don't know much so if any of you could email me with some more details, anything is useful. In light of the new news, I'm not feeling comfortable keeping this fic alive. I feel wrong writing this way about someone who just died, supposedly on his own accord. Well just let me know what ya'll think.
A/N: Okay guys, sorry this took so long. I been kinda sick lately and able to get to the computer. Aquarius you hit a nerve, thank you! Keep it up, thank you for everyone that reviewed!
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Little Secrets
Chapter 13:
Shoot Out
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Lawrence fiddled with the gun and aimed it directly at his sons chest. Doot. The gun fired. Lawrence felt himself go sideways and hit the ground, something was on top of him. Bam, bam, smack, punch. He was getting the crap beat out of him. He started hitting back, the gun flew from his hand on the way down and he didn't know exactly were it had landed.
Ben went into action, he jumped from his hiding place, surprising the good Dr. He took him down and then started hitting him with all he had. The monster deserved it for what he had surely done to Lucas. His fist kept flying, he wasn't in control.
Lawrence fought back, then it was a rolling match. Dirt was flying everywhere. Thud, someone's head hit the wall. Lawrence was on top, strangling Ben. Ben was clawing at his hands, punching his face, but the man didn't let up.
Doot, doot. The gun went off twice. Ben felt Lawernce fall off of him and looked over to where the gun had been fired from. Lucas was.standing there with the gun in his hands. He had shot his own father! He whole face was swollen, it was amazing that he didn't miss, he could barely only see out of one eye. The hand that wasn't holding the gun was wrapped protectively around his ribs.
Cough, cough. "Are, are you okay," cough some more, "Ben?" He started to wheeze slightly.
Ben was instantly at his side. "Yes Luke, are you okay?" The teen began to sway, and he gently helped him sit against a wall. "You sir right there, help should be here soon. I'm going to check on the Captain."
Lucas laid back and closed his eye. He could hear Ben talking to him, but couldn't figure out what he was saying. He was thinking over everything, he was so tired. He eyes popped open. "BEN!"
Ben was back at his side, blood on his hands. "What is it Luke?" It was starting to get really concerned, Lucas probably had a lot of internal injuries. He was starting to slur.
"My poc, pocket, Ben" He whispered. It was getting hard to breath, to talk, to stay awake.
"Yea sure kid, what you got in your pocket?" He humored the kid and started digging in his pockets. (A/N: For all you prevs out there, me included, NO he was not trying anything with poor injured Lucas.) He finally found something, and a lot of something he found! From Lucas' back pocket he pulled out a series of mini disc's.
"Make su" he paused sucking in air, "sure the Cap gets those!"
Ben looked up at Lucas, he sounded like he couldn't catch his breath, and the Captain was bleeding bad. He had tied some cloth tightly around his leg, but it was still bleeding. Lucas stared grabbing at Ben's hand, the one holding the disc's.
"Wait, that one is mine!" He said with as much force as possible, but it wouldn't have scared a kitten. Ben looked down at them and noticed that one had L. S. written on it.
"Okay Luke, I'll put it in your room."
"Tha" He didn't finish talking.
Ben looked back up from Bridger and noticed the kid was out cold. No, he had to wake up, he began calling his name and shaking him gently. That was when he noticed the huge amount of blood pooling behind and under Lucas. He checked him over and found he had been shot! How could he have missed this! He was shot in his left should and left forearm. Where the hell was Crocker.
Right at that moment, "Captain, come in." The Captains PAL went off.
Ben flipped it open, "Where the hell are you!" Well that wasn't very professional.
"Excuse me?" Came the voice over the line.
"Sorry Crocker, Lucas and the Captain have been shot. We need med-bay in here now!"
"We'll be right there!" The line went blank.
They were not expecting to find a third person had been shot when they rounded the corner. The med. team went to work immediately.
A/N: I just got on yesterday and learned the tragic news! I don't know much so if any of you could email me with some more details, anything is useful. In light of the new news, I'm not feeling comfortable keeping this fic alive. I feel wrong writing this way about someone who just died, supposedly on his own accord. Well just let me know what ya'll think.