AN: Thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far! But, I'm sorry to say that this is the chapter that is the base of this story. Yes, the death occurs in this chapter and it was really hard to write. Emotional I think but review and what not. More chapters to come, this is not the last, and I promise positive chapters will come soon.

I also know a lot of you are requesting not for me to kill certain people or kill this person but I've already made my mind on who it is and trust me, just read it and you'll see that if you're not pleased with who dies just continue to read it because as the chapters move on the story will get better and more hopefull and some good things will began to happen. Just until I'm finished with the whole story then tell me if it was a bad idea. I still have a whole lot more things to come and I want to suprise people. Things like that. Okay, I'm rambling so just read.

SARA

Your grip on Greg was so strong that you feared you might choke him to death. The fear in his eyes and the way his voice barely escaped his lips, made you want to hold him forever. Wanted to make him know that things were going to be all right. They had to be.

But little did you know that at the same time you were trying to convince yourself. Gunfire from two different sides was deadly. Bullets whizzing by left and right made the chance for survival a lower percent.

You were the lucky one.

"Greg," you said softly, trying to hide the warm tears that hide behind your eyes, "we'll get help. Just keep breathing."

The assailant's bullet had hit Greg from behind and he was slowly losing his breath. His eyes were wide with fear, and his grip on you tightened from the pain that was escalating inside of him.

You were losing him and you couldn't live with that. "Come on," you repeat as you see Sophia run away, going to get help. The three of you needed it badly. "Keep breathing. In and out, in and out." You're voice was cracking and the tears had freed themselves from their bondage and ran down the side of your cheek.

"..S..sara," he manages to say as blood begins to escape from the corners of his mouth.

"Don't talk." You cry, placing your fingers on his lips, hushing him. "Save your breath. Sophia is getting help. You'll make it, okay?"

He coughs again and more blood. Never in your life have you been so afraid of blood.

You hold him close to you and his breathing gets shorter and quicker and you can't keep hiding your tears any longer as they race down your face and fall to the earth underneath you.

And then out of nowhere, you begin to hum a song. You hum a song that you heard when you were younger yet you don't really quite remember where you've heard it before. But all you know is that when ever you hum this song it somehow manages to calm you down.

Greg notices you humming and he presses his body against you, gripping harder into your arms. The pain is reaching its breaking point.

You notice his movement and you hum louder, tears still cascading down you face. You want the humming to just drown out the sirens, noise and the small whimper coming from the Greg Sanders you know.

You stop humming just to whisper something into the young man's ear as he slowly starts to slip away from the life he used to live. "Greg," you cry softly as you wipe away the blood that's escaping the his lips, "I'm sorry about everything that happened to you. And all the pain you had to live through and I truly never got a chance to really notice you. And really see how you are.I'm sosorry." You can't control yours tears as his breathing becomes rapid and he's looking at you straight in the eyes.

He manages to smile with his eyes and then in matter of seconds the grip on your arms loosened and he slips away. He leaves you just like that and you're stunned, shocked, and scared. You've seen death at least a thousand times in your life but tonight was different. Greg was innocent, caught in the wrong war of his life.

You brush his hair away from his lifeless face to take your last look at the man you use to work with. The man that use to be the one who held your team together. The man who tried so hard to get where he was.

And all was destroyed in a matter of minutes.

And that's when you scream. Scream as loud as you can before you break into sobs. Your hands are covered in Greg's blood and your body is numb with pain.

"Why?" You sob quietly as everyone suddenly arrives at where you're standing. You can't look at them in the eyes as the paramedics quickly snatch Greg away from your arms and you turn to Sophia, whose eyes are empty. Brass is lost for words as the paramedics try to revive Greg. They try everything they can but you're the only one who knows that Greg is gone.

Greg had died in your arms and you don't want to wash away the blood off your body because that's the only thing you have left of him.

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