A/N: English is not my mother tongue, so I apologize for any grammar and spelling mistakes.

Guys, I'm really sorry for taking so long and I'm not gonna make any excuses. I just wasn't really sure how to continue the story after chapter 4.

Anyway thank you all so much for reading, for the kind reviews and the follows. ^.^

Please bear with me; I don't think I'm ready to pull Gail out of her misery just yet.

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"Shots were fired! I repeat, shots were fired! Requesting backup and medics!"

She looked around and saw people running around in panic. While she stayed in position everything around her was moving. She could hear screams…lots of screaming. People were going to the ground either because police officers had handcuffed and pushed them onto the ground or because they probably had been shot down.

Gail blinked her eyes, everything had become so fuzzy. 'What the hell?!'

Suddenly there was a dark figure standing right before her. She couldn't see. Everything was blurry and she felt fear grip her so tightly she struggled to breath. BANG!

One moment Gail was on her feet; the next she felt herself get blown away by an invisible force. She found herself lying on the ground. Gail tried to sit up but fell back when she felt a shooting pain

in her abdomen. Her breath caught in her throat as she heard the approaching footsteps getting louder. The dark figure was casting a shadow over her. She needed to do something, anything!

The crushing feeling of despair overwhelmed her body as she found herself unable to move even a finger. And when her eyes focused on something that seemed to look like the end of a barrel she knew that it was over. BANG!

Gail's eyes shot open as she sat up abruptly. Her hand automatically went for the weapon on her night stand and she aimed at the door, expecting someone to break it down and attack her any moment.

When realizing that she just had a nightmare, her tense muscles relaxed and she let her hands sink onto her lap. Gail put her Glock back on the night stand and looked at the clock reading the time. It was two in the morning. Deciding that she couldn't sleep any longer anyway Gail went into the bathroom. She had been sweating profusely, she needed a shower.

It was half past two when she was finished. Gail couldn't get her mind off the shooting and decided she needed to take a walk. She always took a walk to think about stuff that bothered her or hit the bunching bag when she was angry.

Gail left her apartment building and the cool night air entered her lungs. Sirens were shrilling in the back round. It was never quiet in a city like Toronto. In her night shifts she had encountered a fair amount of crazy cases and it seemed like Toronto was always awake even if the sun wasn't up.

Gail laughed at herself. How ridiculous could things get? She remembered the gunman pointing a gun at her. She pointed her gun back at him and she had pulled down on the trigger. And then next thing she knew there was a girl on the ground bleeding from a GSW to the chest. She had shot an innocent girl; a girl who had been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

The bullet had went through her and hit the gunman in the chest, killing him instantly. The girl had lost a lot of blood but she had pulled through. Thank god she had. Gail didn't know what she'd do if the girl would have died. That mistake would follow her for the rest of her life and she didn't know if she could live with the fact of killing a person; a teenage girl who still had her whole life to live.

Gail had been lucky that no charges were being pressed against her. Oliver had delivered her the news personally that she was off the hook. It was the first good thing she had heard in a long time. And even thought she hadn't shown any reaction she was inwardly happy. Her job was the only thing she had right now and she didn't want to lose it as well. Gail had literally thrown herself into work the last couple months, also taking a lot of night shifts because she didn't want to sleep, knowing there would be nightmares awaiting her. Nightmares reminding her how it felt to lose someone she cared about or nightmares about Perick and she definitely didn't want to go through that ordeal again.

Gail didn't know how long she had been wandering the streets, but it had definitely felt like a while.

Her feet had just taken her to god knows where. It was strange that the streets were quiet and empty. Suddenly a scream disturbed the silence and Gail stopped in her tracks. She tried to locate the shouting.

"Give me your purse and jewelry!" Gail heard the threatening voice of a young man coming from an ally a few feet away.

"P-please don't shoot. Don't hurt me." ,a pleading voice responded. Gail looked into the alley and saw a dark figure pointing a gun at a woman.

"Just hurry up! Put all your jewelry in your purse and give it to me!" The young man was waving around with his gun.

Gail's hand went for her pocket . Shit! She had left her phone at home. She couldn't contact anyone. But she needed to do something. She was a cop for god's sake and there was a woman being robbed at gun point.

"Hurry the ring, too!"

"But it's my mother's ring!"

"Just-" The man yanked at the woman's hand, trying to get the ring and her bracelet. He forcefully shoved the woman against the wall, but she was trying to fight back.

Gail didn't even think any longer and just went for it. "Hey!" she shouted as she ran towards them.

For a moment the man was taken by surprise and the woman tried to escape, but he just grabbed her and shoved her back against the wall. Hitting her head on it she crumbled to the ground.

By then Gail had made it to them and jumped at the guy, tackling him to the ground. Both of them wrestled for the weapon. Gail was on top of him, punching him several times in the face, hoping she would hurt him enough for him to loosen his grip on it.

"You bitch!" he shouted. And then a shot rang out. BANG!

Gail felt her back hit the ground. What the hell just happened? She tried to sit up, but it sent shooting pain through her body. She couldn't locate where it came from. She then realized that she had been shot. 'Damn!' She tried again to sit up. Her head lifted off the ground and she saw the silhouettes of the man getting smaller and smaller until he was out of sight. She gritted her teeth but the wound to her abdomen hurt like a bitch and she gave up.

It was funny. It's like she was destined to survive the shooting at the park only to get shot here. The woman who had passed out was most likely going to be out for a couple of hours judging by the force her head hit the wall. Gail couldn't contact anyone, that guy had taken the woman's purse and it was unlikely that someone would spot her in this alley at this hour. Yep, Gail was kinda sure that she was going to die.

Funny thing. She would have never thought that she would die like this. Alone. In an alley that reeked of urine and god knows what. Bleeding out, due to a GSW to the abdomen.

Hilarious. People always talked about when facing death their entire life would pass right before their eyes, but that's not what Gail saw. She just saw the dark wide sky, full of stars that were shining with anticipation. Gail had never really thought about what would await her after death, cause she never thought she'd die this young. But here she was, trying to take deep breaths and holding on for dear life.

Well, the good news was that now people didn't need to see her anymore. She imagined how the 15th Division would get informed of her death and that all the officers would be relieved that they wouldn't have to put up with her anymore. She had been in the business of being a bitch for so long, she didn't know how to play nice. No one really liked her, so who cared if she died?

Her parents? No, they stopped caring years ago. Her so called "friends"? They ignored her. Holly? Well, she was gone and had most like found someone else.

Gail had placed her hand on her wound, in an effort to stem the bleeding, but now she didn't even have any strength left to lift a finger. The pain was long gone and it felt like she had been lying on the ground for hours.

'Steve, looks like I just can't leave you alone for too long huh. We're siblings after all.' Gail thought. There was nothing left for her anymore and she didn't care. She had already been dead the whole time. She was like a zombie who had been living her life only to serve and protect. She had no other purpose. Gail suddenly felt so tired, like the energy had been drained from her body and to her surprise she felt calm. She felt at peace as her eye lids got heavier and heavier.

'Hi, big brother'

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