The second she found her gun the man noticed her. He pointed his fire arm at Stef. "What the-?"
Stef quickly stood up, gun in hand. "Drop it!" She yelled in a commanding voice. The man pulled Monte back off the table. He held her in front of himself as a shield. The blonde was exposed. He fired at her. She felt a searing pain in her side. Monte screamed pulling away. Stef managed to get a clear shot. She shot the man two times in the chest as he fired again. Stef saw the shock on his face before he fell.
She fell to her knees dropping her gun. She looked down at her stomach as Monte ran over. "Stef!" She said through tears. The blonde let herself fall to the floor clutching the side of her abdomen. She could feel the warmth of the blood leaving her body. "Stef!" Monte screamed as she leaned over her pushing both of her hands into Stef's wound to slow the bleeding. "Call-" Stef grunted. Monte frantically looked around. She didn't know where a phone was. "My pocket" Stef whispered. Monte, hands shaking and covered in blood checked Stef's pants pockets. She pulled out the phone and dialed 9-1-1. She held the phone to her ear with her shoulder putting both hands back on Stef's gunshot wound for pressure. "I'm so sorry." She whispered through her tears.
"9-1-1 what's your emergency?"
"A-an officer has been shot." Monte stuttered. She found her voice and gave the woman her address. Monte let the phone drop from her ear onto the floor. "It won't be long Stef." She whispered."I'm so sorry."She added.
Stef looked up at the younger brunette. She felt like she couldn't keep her eyes open any longer. "Hey!" Monte yelled. Stef's eyes snapped back open. Monte stroked Stef's hair. "Stay awake. You're going to be okay." She said looking into Stef's blue eyes.
The brunette looked down at her hand. There's so much blood. She noticed blood on the floor under Stef. "Oh my god." She turned Stef to look. She was bleeding from both sides, front and back. Monte slid her right hand under Stef and kept her left hand where it was. She tried with all her might to put pressure on both the entry wound and exit wound.
It had been less than two minutes since the call was made; there was a pounding at the door. "Police!" The door opened and Monte saw three police officers rush inside with their guns drawn.