Chapter two
Death is always a hard thing to process, especially when it just appears out of nowhere and attacks those who are not ready for it, with the only solace being found in faith that maybe those that have been lost are in a better place with no more suffering and pain.
Now seemed like a good time to fall on faith because the alternative was bleak. Thoughts of praying entered Jack's mind as he sat with a crying child but it was the woman beside him that started first, as she started praying Jack closed his eyes and used it to seek refuge
'Dear Lord, its Kate, we need your protection right now urgently, we need you to send angels to protect those that need you, those that are fighting for their life and those who have lost their loved ones and these children, I thank you for keeping them safe and I can only ask that you continue, only you can bring something good from this and I need you to show me because right now I'm losing faith '
The final words caused Kate to make a small whimper, right now she was struggling so Jack gently moved the child away from him and moved over to comfort her. He placed his arm on her shoulder, but she needed more so she went for a full hug. This should have been awkward but it wasn't, both of them needed this at the minute and even though Jack was in immense pain he would not let go.
After a lengthy hug they finally disconnected
'Thank you, I needed that more than you know'
'No problem'
'I'm Kate by the way'
'Jack'
They grinned at each other by trying to make the most of a bleak situation, but Kate's smile quickly faded when she saw Jack's T-shirt was covered in his blood
'Jack, you're stomach'
'I'm going to be ok honestly, It looks worse than it is'
Kate was having none of it so, without permission she slowly started to peel up his T-shirt to inspect the cut. She grimaced whenever she realised the shirt was slightly stuck to his skin but she still lifted the shirt right up to investigate. The wound looked very angry with dark red around the edges of the cut and trickles of blood flowing out.
'That looks incredibly painful'
She definitely felt empathy for him so she made him fully take off his t-shirt and then firmly placed it on the wound, she then took hold of his hand and watched and waited, as the medical assistance finally entered the scene.
