Title: Christian Troy

Author: CadaverBlue

Summary: Post season 2 finale, Ava Moore. Sean finds out Christian was maimed by the Carver. How will he react?

Rating: PG-13 for language

A/N: I know there will be many Post-Finale fics, but I thought I would give it a shot. R&R!

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Sean woke up in a fright, the reminders of the dream fresh in his mind. The sunlight from the morning shone in through the windows in his room. His gun still resting on his chest, its cool metal piercing his skin. Sean knew that the carver had not appeared that night but he still felt a presence in his house. Gripping the gun he sat up. The Carver had surprised him once and this time he was going to surprise the Carver. Stepping into the hallway he looked around, his house was so empty. Since he and Julia separated, the house had become devoid of so many things. Last night was so wonderful, the family all together again. But then they left and he was alone again. He sighed. He turned the corner and bumped into someone turning the corner.

"Sean?"

"JULIA!"

"What the hell are you doing here?" Sean yelled.

Julia reached for Sean's shoulder and gripped it.

"Christian, uh...last night he was uh."

"What is it Julia? What's wrong with Christian?"

"The Carver."

"Holy shit." Sean collapsed on his kitchen floor, Julia unable to stop him from falling.

Sean caressed his scar all the way to the hospital. He had been so prepared and yet he could do nothing to stop his friend, his best friend from getting hurt. The halls of the hospital closed in around him as he walked through the cold, dimly lit halls. He saw Matt and Annie sitting on a bench near the reception desk and slowly he walked over to them.

"Are you guys ok?"

"Yeah we're fine," Matt said, putting an arm around Annie.

Julia walked over to Sean and pointed to a dark room across the hall.

"You should go see him."

Sean nodded and walked towards the room. His fears sat lodged in his throat, unable to swallow. He was afraid of how he would react, he was afraid of how Christian would react. He had seen victims for weeks now but never expected to see his best friend a victim, let alone himself. He walked into the hospital room; the only light was from the outside hall. He saw Christian lying on the bed, bandages covering his face. Christian shifted on the bed when Sean approached.

"Hey partner," Christian said, wincing.

"Oh god Christian, I'm so sorry."

Christian stared at Sean; he knew that in some way it was Sean's fault. Sean did do the surgeries against the wishes of the maniac who did this and yet he continued to do them. The Carver knew that by doing this to him, he was affecting Sean. He didn't know what to say.

"So how do I look?"

Sean snorted. Of course Christian would ask that. Sean pulled up a chair and reached for the bandages on Christian's face. Christian suddenly felt nauseated as Sean pulled off the last bandage. Sean gasped.

"Shit Sean!"

Staring at Sean's face he knew. A lone tear ran down Christians face and he turned away. Christian didn't remember the previous night; he didn't want to remember it. He knows that he didn't black out; his mind just wandered somewhere else. This is what he used to do as a boy, with his father. Sean knew he didn't want to talk about it. He grabbed Christian's hand.

"It's going to be okay."

Christian sighed.

"No its not."

"Why? Why would you say that?"

"Because I know who it is."

"Who what is?" Sean exclaimed.

"Who the son-of-a-bitch who did this is." Christian answered.

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Hope you liked it! I will reveal who I think the Carver is in the following chapters. When you review, if you could put some input to who YOU think the Carver is. That would be much appreciated. Then I could get an idea to who people want the Carver to be. Just think of it as an interactive fic! Thanks a bunch!!