But it was too late. By the time Alliegh had ripped around, she had taken three bullets to the chest.
I don't think I have ever been so scared in my entire life. Seeing Alliegh, my fourth wife, drop to the floor like that- the first thing I did was grab my gun and run…
It all started this morning at the office, when Tony had asked me who was going to go undercover at the bar. I watched as both Alliegh and Kate's face drained of all color- they knew it was going to be one of them. I knew Kate was too old- she didn't fit the description of the victims, either. Alliegh gave me a 'fine, I'll do it then' look, and volunteered. I knew she would, and she was right to, but something about letting her didn't really feel right. Before I knew it, nine o'clock had rolled around, and we were getting ready to go.
We were sitting in the van, me speeding down the highway. Alliegh was unusually quiet. She sat there, tapping her heels together nervously. Tony had reached over and pulled her hair. Usually, she'd yell at him, or punch him, but all she could manage was to lift up a shaky hand and barely tap him. She didn't have her gun, which was horrible for her, because her first resource in a bad situation in her gun. I can only imagine how helpless she felt without it. We finally made it to the alleyway, and Alliegh had to head in first. I kissed her, and she told me that I always made her feel great. She headed off to the entrance of the bar, and I followed a few minutes later. When I walked in, she was downing some sort of drink at the bar- something strong, Tony had advised her, so she would be loose. She had spit at him that time, after threatening to shove her heel up his ass. He backed down after that. Kate, McGee, and Tony were talking to her, and so was I after I ordered my drink. She was still extremely shaky. She knew she couldn't look my way, or she'd ruin everything. She couldn't blow her cover- and I knew she wouldn't.
About a half hour later, I watched as one of the men approached her and ordered her a drink. She started flirting with him right away, and I choked on my drink laughing a few times. She really wasn't good at flirting. After watching them dance, and drink, and drink some more, I decided to talk to Kate and the team for a little bit. Alliegh had everything under control. I was just there for backup. Kate's warning came over the earpiece, and I forgot about my drink. Alliegh was my main priority. When I looked over at her, she was keeping it together extremely well for the position she was in. She had her back to the window when the shots went off. She tried to turn and look at me, but took bullets to the chest. She stood there, in excruciating pain I could never imagine. I don't even know if she had her vest on, and I don't imagine that she did, judging from the dress she was wearing. She stood there, looking around to see everyone. She took more shots to the back and chest, and fell limp to the ground. I grabbed my gun and ran after them, not caring who I hurt or killed in the process. Alliegh was my wife, and I was hell bent on killing the person that shot her.