AN: Sorry these chapters are short, they'll get a little longer but it was only intended to be a short story anyway
Chapter 2: Past to Present
Joanna didn't know what was happening, she felt her panic explode in her head, she couldn't breath, dizziness took over her whole mind until she could no longer fight to keep herself awake and darkness finally crept over her… Her son had been shot, how could this happen. She considered that she herself might get shot although she really hoped that wouldn't happen but for her only little baby boy to have been shot...
Screams filled the room from Greg while he was in agonising pain from the bullet, and from Kamie who witnessed the whole event. At her age it's impossible to know what was happening but she new something wasn't right and hearing such a deafeningly loud bang is enough of a warning for anyone. Karl new that he had to get out quickly, the gun shot alone was enough to bring the neighbours and half of LAPD here in a flash and the sound of screams wont be helping that either. He intended on just taking the two children from her but Greg wouldn't survive it, he would just be a hindrance to carry. He ran further into the room, towards Kamie's bed, his little baby girl wasn't much of a baby any more. At 3 years old she had blonde hair and brown eyes and was at this moment trying to climb as far across her bed as she possibly could, still screaming and crying out of pure fear.
Joanna woke up from oblivion to the sound of sirens, slight feeling of relief passed over her now that help had finally arrived not realizing that the two people she loved more than anything in this world, more than life itself, were so close to leaving her in two different directions.
Greg lay still, unconscious without a clue of what has been happening for the past 2 minutes. But, for now,he was alive!