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"Come on Bri..don't you fuckin' dare to leave us." Dom said in his head as his sister lay in his arms sobbing.

"We got a beat Doc." One of the nurses said after what seemed like an eternity. The shocks on Brian's body looked as if it would never stop. The crash team packed up the cart and headed out the door to give the doctor his chance of explaining what had just happened.

"We got him back, but I'll tell you straight forward. The next 48 hours will be bumpy. I'm sorry, there isn't much more I can do." The doctor said sympathetically and walked away with his head hanging.

Mia turned towards Dom and gripped on to his arm. "You should go in, you're his friend." She said pleadingly.

Dom just stood there not knowing what to do now. He was still numb from the near death experience of his friend. He took one slow, hasty step towards his friend's door. His steps increased and soon he was inside Brian's room. He turned around, glanced at Mia and Jess and closed the door. He stood there with his hand on the doorknob and faced the door with his head hanging. Slowly he turned and faced Brian's frail body lying on the bed not far from where he was standing.

" Oh god." He whispered afraid that his sobs might burst out. He quickly covered the distance between Brian and him and took Brian's hand in his as he sat down in the chair to Brian's left.

"Brian, dear god..I'm so.so sorry. I never meant for you to be shot." His hand gripped tightly around Brian's waiting and wanting him to squeeze back.

"Don't leave me, especially Mia. Man she loves you, you son of a bitch. I can't even get a girl that would stay with me, let alone stay true to me after I tell her that I'm I cop. You are so God damn lucky." Dom hung his head willing the tears to disappear.

"Stay with us, don't leave."

Dom stayed there until he cried himself to sleep. He slept fitfully in the chair next to Brian. Yet he felt secure and comfortable knowing that when he wakes Brian would still be alive.

TBC .