"He's in the cafeteria," one of the police officer radioed in. "There have been more shots fired. Officers in the building are surrounded the area and blocking it off."

The officer with Izzie in his grasp sat her down in the backseat of one of the cars with the door open. "Wait here," he ordered, running towards the building. "Let's move, people. Let's go!"

As he disappeared into the building, Izzie couldn't stop herself from running after him.

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Doug shoved Rich's body off of him to the floor and got to his knees. Lanie could see his hands shaking slightly as he struggled to hold on to the pistol. "I didn't…I didn't mean…Not Rich."

There was a wave of people pushing past her and running for the doors, and Lanie was crying so hard she couldn't move. Somebody tried to grab her arm and drag her along, but she shook them off and crawled over to the boys instead. Doug raised the pistol, shooting at the students fleeing with shaky hands.

Lanie saw a couple of people fall to the ground, but there was no one in world anymore except for her and Rich and Doug. Reaching out with one hand, no longer aware of even the boy beside her waving the gun around, she touched Rich gently on the chest. He didn't stir, and when she pulled her hand away, it was covered in blood.

Pulling away suddenly, Lanie pinned herself to the wall as the doors flew back open and a police officer appeared with his gun drawn.

"Doug? Doug O' Malley?"

Doug's grip on the pistol tightened, and he rose slowly to his feet, a small smile forming on his face. "You already know my name, right? You know my name?"

"Put the gun down and walk to me."

Lanie focused on Rich's lifeless face, tears streaming so quickly down her cheeks that she could barely see.

"Funny," Doug said. "It's funny how people keep telling me to do that, and funny how I still don't. I'm making choices." He took a step back, yanking Lanie away from Rich and pulling her to her feet. "I'm making choices," he said as wrapped one arm around her neck and used the other to hold the pistol to her head. "I'm becoming less than ordinary. I'm growing into something extraordinary."

Lanie sobbed hysterically, all thoughts of struggling going out of her as she leaned into Doug. The sensation of floating took over, and she found herself watching from above as the pistol was being shoved into her temple.

"Extraordinary, son," the police officer whispered carefully, "would be letting the girl go."

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Izzie ran down the hall, pushing past the officers that tried to stop her. She knew the route like the back of her hand, and she crashed through the officers towards the entrance to the cafeteria.

"Mame, you can't go in there." Another officer grabbed onto Izzie's arm and tried to bar her from entering the cafeteria.

"My son is in there," she replied, shaking off his arm and shoving by him.

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"Extraordinary is my legacy," Doug retorted. "Look what I've done here." He nodded his head around the room as if gesturing. "Look at everything I've done."

"And that's all fine and good, but you need to let the girl go, Doug. Just let her go, and we can talk."

Lanie winced as Doug's arm tightened around her neck.

"Doug!" Izzie skidded into the room, coming to a stop behind the police officer.

"Mom, get out of here!" Doug yelled. "Get out! You don't need to be here!"

"Doug, let Lanie go and come to me," Izzie said.

"Get out of here!" he screamed.

"I'm not leaving. I won't leave you Doug, I won't ever leave you, I…"

Doug's grip around Lanie's neck loosened slightly. "Mom?" he whispered. "Mommy?"

"Doug?" Izzie answered, reaching out a hand to her son.

"I love you," he replied.

In the second it took Lanie to realize the barrel of the gun was no longer against her temple, Doug had pulled it away and raised it to his own head. Maintaining the grip on Lanie, he took a few steps backwards, sliding his arm down towards Lanie's hip, and pulled the trigger.

As Lanie crumpled to the ground, no longer supported by weight of Doug's arm, the rapport of the gun echoed above her head. She covered her ears in a futile attempt to block out the sound, lifting her head slowly and looking over her shoulder. The only thing that stared back at her were Doug's sightless eyes. With a shudder, Lanie began to scream, and she felt like she might never stop.