A/N Here is part two! Enjoy! :D

Prologue Part 2

Nick watched her pull the trigger, saw the flash as the gun pushed the bullet out of the barrel, and he heard the bang. But one thing didn't happen which he thought should have. He didn't feel he bullet thump into his chest. He stared at Helen for a moment, confused at what happened.

"Um… Cutter," He heard Connor cough next to him. Nick turned his head and looked at him. The boy was swaying on his feet with his hand pressed to his chest. He stumbled back a few steps and started falling.

"Connor!" Cutter breathed and caught him before he could fall. He gently eased the student down to the ground and cradled his upper body in his arms. Nick looked up at Helen. He was speechless.

"You may be the leader of your little troop," She smiled. "But that boy has always been the brains behind it. Maybe now the future will change."

Cutter glanced back down and the young man shivering and bleeding in his arms. "He's just a boy!" He looked back up at his wife, but she had disappeared.

"Cutter can we get out of here now?" Connor asked faintly. His breath was becoming uneven and ragged. "I wanna see Abby…"

"Shhh," Nick brushed Connor's hair out of his eyes. "I'll get you Abby." He took out his phone and dialed her number.

"Hello?" He heard her voice on the other line.

"Abby," Cutter said quickly, He looked down at the weakening Connor. "I need you to come in here now."

"What's wrong?" Abby asked breathlessly.

"Stop asking questions and get in here!" Cutter nearly yelled.

"C-"

"Helen's shot Connor!" Nick cut her off.

There was a moment of silence then. "Hello?"

"Jenny?" Nick asked. "Call an ambulance!"

"Connor!" Abby yelled as she made her way through the smoke and flames. "Cutter where are you?"

"Abby!" Nick yelled from where the ops room had been. "Over here! Quickly!"

Abby quickly started making her way through the fallen cement and electrical wires.

Cutter had sat Connor up with his back leaning against a wall. The boy was very weak and barely conscience. "Come on Connor," Nick placed his hand on the computer whizz's chest, over the bullet wound and started to apply pressure. "Stay with me. You can do this."

"Abby," Connor murmured. "I want Abby…" A tear trickled down his soot covered cheek. He started coughing up a little blood.

"Abby's coming," Nick told him. "She's coming, just stay with me. We've got an ambulance on its way.

"Why?" Connor looked up at the professor. "Why'd she shoot me?"

Nick just shook his head.

"Connor!" Abby made her way into the room and ran over to him. She knelt next to him.

"Abby," Connor smiled, but it soon disappeared as he started coughing again. Blood splattered onto Abby's cheek. "Sorry."

"It's ok," Abby put her hand on his cheek. Her voice almost got caught in her throat. "Just hang in there okay? Jenny called an ambulance, they're coming to help you."

Connor looked at Abby with sad eyes. "I did mean it," He told her, his voice barely above a whisper. "That one time."

"Mean what?" Abby leaned in closer.

"That I love you," The black haired boy smiled a little. "I know you don't feel the same way," his voice was getting weaker. "But I just thought I should tell you before…."

Abby looked at Nick, tears were streaming down her face, and Nick knew he wasn't doing much better. She looked back at Connor. "Oh Connor," She choked back a sob. "I love you too." And even though she knew he needed all the air he could get, Abby couldn't stop herself from leaning forward and kissing him.

It was a quick kiss. Abby pulled back and rested her forehead against his. She looked into his chocolate brown eyes and saw a spark of happiness in them as they started to glaze over. Connor's breath started getting quicker and even more uneven. "Connor stay with me," Abby pleaded. "Please!"

"I…can't…." Connor was having trouble talking. He looked to Cutter. "Always…like..me…father…." He murmured. He looked at Abby again. "I-" He started to say something, but his energy left him. He closed his eyes and slumped forward a little.

Abby looked over at Nick. "He isn't….I mean he can't be…" She started sobbing.

Nick felt for a pulse. "I'm sorry Abby," He shook his head. Abby started bawling, Cutter pulled her close and held her tight. His phone went off, he opened it.

"The ambulance is here!" Jenny told him.

"It's too late," Nick Cutter told her. "Connor Temple is dead."

A/N Please don't hate me! Let me just tell you know that this is only a part of the story! R&R please!