Here's Chapter 7. This one took a little while to post, sorry about that. I still need to start on chapter 8… so I'll do that later on today. I start class next Thursday so I might no have much free time. I'll try to get some chapters written this weekend for this story since gas prices are so high I have a feeling we'll be staying home…oh and BTW how great has OLTL been lately? I am in love with the show right now. Okay here Is chapter 7…I've babbled enough…this chapter has a big surprise…enjoy
Disclaimer: I still don't own them…
Cristian's rage began to grow as the scene that had took place minutes earlier with his wife and the good Lieutenant played over again in his mind. There was no turning back now, McBain had to be taught a lesson, and he was going to be the one to teach it to him.
He moved himself up, standing a good twenty feet from John. He was careful to be close enough but still remain unseen by him. He watched him intently for a moment, rage and hate radiating from his eyes. He waited until he saw him hang up his phone and place it in his coat pocket. Cristian then reached inside his own coat pocket, and without hesitation produced a small 35mm hand gun. He pointed it at John; and making sure he was in perfect range and alignment he undid the safety.
Natalie approached the diner and stopped just before the entrance. Her head was still spinning from the kiss she had just shared with John. It was unexpected but it felt like the most natural thing in the world to her. It was unlike any of the other kisses they had ever shared, it was…different. It felt like there was something more there this time; she couldn't explain it.
"What are you doing?" She asked herself aloud. She scolded herself silently; she shouldn't be thinking about this kiss like that. She should be regretting it and wishing it never happened, but she wasn't, and she knew that was wrong, but regret was never a word in her vocabulary when John McBain was involved.
She snapped herself out of her inner debate and realized that Jess must think she disappeared. She casually peered through the window of the diner and to her surprise she didn't see Jessica. Natalie reached for her purse to give her sister a call and realized it wasn't on her shoulder. She thought for a second and realized she must have left it on the bench. She turned back to where she had just come from and silently hoped John was no longer there. She didn't want to talk about what had happened between them mere minutes ago.
As she crossed though the square she saw Cristian standing in the bushes deep in concentration. As she stepped closer she gasped at what she saw. He was holding a gun; aiming it in front of him. She slowly turned her head to see what he had it pointed at. She froze in horror as her gaze landed on John. His back was turned to Cris and he seemed deep in thought.
"Oh god." Natalie whispered to herself. She had to do something, she had to stop him.
Cristian's finger grasped around the trigger as he began to pull it
"Cristian stop!" Natalie exclaimed as she ran in front of him creating a new target for the bullet. It flew from the gun and without warning hit Natalie in the chest.
"Natalie!" Exclaimed Cristian as he dropped the gun to the ground and stood in place staring onward at her.
Natalie dropped her hand to her chest and pulled it away to reveal warm red liquid covering her hand. Before she knew it she had dropped to the ground.
Cristian stood over her in shock. He couldn't believe what he had just done. It wasn't supposed to be her; it was because he loved her. He never meant for this to happen.
In an instant John; who had heard the gun shot from across the park raced over in the direction it had come from.
"Cris what…" He trailed off as soon as he looked down and saw Natalie lying in the snow; the blood now staining her coat.
He kneeled down besides her in the snow and began to check her injury.
"Cris what the hell happened?" he shouted angrily
"I... I didn't mean to…" Was all he could manage to say.
John looked to the right of Cristian and saw the hand gun lying in the snow. He used every ounce of self control in his body to stop himself from flying over there and attacking him, but Natalie was his first concern right now, he would deal with Cristian later.
He looked down at her, she was pale and clearly unconscious. His hand flew to her neck to check for a pulse. It was there but weak. He pulled out his cell phone, quickly dialing for help.
"Yeah this is Lieutenant McBain down in Angel Square, I need an ambulance ASAP; a woman's been shot."
He hung up and redirected his attention towards Natalie. "Hey it's gonna be okay. Just hold on a little longer, help is on the way." He lightly brushed her cheek with his hand. He had never seen her look so pale, but she was strong; she was a fighter. She'll get through this he though.
"I…I didn't mean to do it." Cristian said once more. At this point John had blocked him out. Natalie was the important issue right now.
Jessica rushed to the middle Angel Square and a look of horror appeared on her face when she saw her sister lying on her back covered in blood.
"Oh god!" she screamed out in shock as she rushed over to her side.
"What happened?" she asked John, her voice trembling in fear as she leaned down next to her. Before he had a chance to answer she looked up and saw Cristian standing there in a catatonic state. She saw the gun beside him on the ground and became enraged.
"Cristian did you to this to her?" Her voice was elevated and her eyes were sharp "Did you shoot Natalie?" Anger filled her accusation
"I…I didn't mean to shoot Natalie…I didn't mean to shoot her."
Jessica had no time for him now. She looked down at her sister to see her once grey coat now turning a distinctive shade of crimson. Jessica took off her scarf and tried to hold it to Natalie's chest to stop the bleeding. The pale blue scarf soon became soaked with the rich red liquid as well.
"Did you call an ambulance?" she asked looking up at John, but still holding the scarf in place.
"They should be here by now." He responded standing to his feet and running his hand through his hair.
Within seconds the ambulance sirens were heard as paramedics rushed out of the ambulance and placed Natalie on the stretcher.
