A/N: Okay, okay, okay, here is the big chapter; I hope ever one enjoys it.

Chapter Thirteen

Jack leaned against the counter looking at Amy. She was sitting on the other counter eating a cinnamon bun that Sophie had just made. There was a really, really, really big down side to Bobby knowing about them.

Sure they could sit together on the coach, make out and not worry about someone seeing but they certainly couldn't sleep together any more. Bobby had put a definite stop to that.

For missing one night Jack felt like he was in withdrawal. Why was it that everything Amy did now seem to be some weird innuendo to sex? Like right now she was licking the icing off her finger…. it was like torture.

"Calm down Casanova." Jack looked at Bobby who was standing beside him. Jack shrugged at him. Bobby glanced down at Jack's jeans. Jack followed his big brother's line of sight.

Jack soon spun around and pretended to butter toast, taking deep breaths. This was going to be a long day.

Amy looked over at Jack as he spun around. She shot Bobby and look, he smiled and shrugged back at her. She shook her head and went back to her cinnamon bun.

Her eyes soon flowed from the bun to Jack. It was so intense the way she felt about him.

She didn't want to say she loved him because love didn't even begin to describe how she felt about him. It was more like an all-consuming need…passion…longing. She laughed out loud at her thought. Everyone looked at Amy. Jack glanced over his shoulder; he seemed hesitant to turn around.

"Sorry," Amy smiled weakly. Bobby went into the living room and Sophie went back to her eggs. Angel was still up stair in the shower.

It seemed strange to be thinking such romanticized thoughts when they were in a small house in Detroit.

"Bobby," They all turned at Angel's voice. "Jerry's here." Jack ran through to the living room.

Bobby looked calmly at Amy then at Sophie. "You two stay here."

"Oh goody, like the tension won't kill us." Amy said under her breath so only Sophie could hear her.

Amy and Sophie had been sitting in the kitchen when they heard the thud, the both ran through to see Jerry on the ground, Jack was sitting on the coach and Bobby and Angel were standing over Jerry.

"I swear to god Jere I will kill you right here and now!" Bobby yelled down at Jerry.

"BOBBY!" Amy shouted at the same time Sophie yelled "No Bobby, no!"

When Jerry got up and pushed Bobby away and punched Angel Sophie pulled Amy away from the door. "Go up stairs." Sophie whispered frantically. Amy didn't have much of a choice else to do.

She made her way up stairs. She sat on her bed. She was wearing a red dress that had short sleeves and ended at the knee. She had Jack's black hoody on over it. For some reason she felt her ear. Her earrings were gone.

She looked around herself they weren't in here. She got up and went through to Jack's room. While looking on his chest of drawers she heard Bobby yell downstairs "JACK!"

She looked behind her then turned to look out the window. Jack was in the road standing behind a guy. Amy started to shake. It was like slow motion, the guy turned, pulled a gun and she heard a shot.

"JACK!" She turned and tore her way down stairs. Bobby was already out in the street; Angel and Jere were crowding the doorway. "MOVE!" She screamed but they weren't budging.

A Blue van pulled up, two guys got out and machine gun fire ran out. Jack was screaming. "JACK!" Amy screamed but Jeremiah had an arm around her waist. Bobby ran in after Angel, Jerry and the struggling Amy.

Jerry dragged her down as the gunshots riddled the house. Amy couldn't hear anything but Jack's screams. "JACK!" Amy screamed fighting against Jerry. She didn't care if she got shot.

Jerry threw her against a chest of drawers and threw himself in front of her to hold her down.

Jack was gonna die, he was gonna die. Amy was screaming, kicking, punching; she had to get to him. If she could get to him everything was gonna be fine. Jerry stopped and then got up. Amy got up right after him and ran through to the kitchen.

Amy saw the face; it was masked in the window then the machine gun tore through the door. Amy through herself on the ground. The guy kicked the door in; he looked around and then looked at Amy. He advanced but Jerry came up behind him and started stabbing him, saying something. Amy couldn't hear it all she noticed was the lack of Jack's screams.

She ran out the door and past Jerry's Volvo. She skidded to a halt on Jack's left side.

"Jack," She was whispering, he looked at her. She reached over and put her hands on the wound in his shoulder putting her weight on it. His blood was sickeningly warm on her hands. "Jack, stay with me kay?" He coughed.

She looked at him. "Come on please," She looked around. "BOBBY!" She looked back at Jack he was pale. Tear streamed down her face. "Come on, Jack, you said you'd be fine, please don't leave me…. please. I love you!"

There was a sickening crunch of metal. Amy looked up and saw Bobby and Angel running towards them.

"Jack!" Bobby yelled. Amy moved so her knees were beneath Jack's head. "Come on, don't die on me you little fairy!" Jack opened his mouth to reveal the increasing amount of blood coming up from his lungs.

"No," Amy whispered. Sophie was calling an ambulance. Jack went limp. "No," Bobby looked at her. He was crying. Amy was stroking the hair out of Jack's face. Bobby got up and walked to the other side of the shooters van. He was talking.

Angel was in Sophie's arms; Jerry was leaning against a telephone pole. There was a gunshot.

Amy looked down at Jack's gunshot. His chest staggered He was dead, he had left her…like everyone else. That was when she saw it.

His chest staggered again…. then again. He was trying to breath.

"BOBBY!" Amy screamed she slid beside Jack's right side. She put her fingers under his jaw. There it was…it was faint but it was a pulse. "BOBBY!"

Bobby fell to the ground beside her. She looked at him, "He's alive!"