Sabrina kept walking and the M-16 kept aiming. But she wasn't the intended target.

Not for now at least. The rifle fired a round.

Sabrina felt herself fall, saved from pure instinct. She got up and started to run as she could, abandoning her crutches as the shooter kept firing.

She took a left turn and everything blacked out. A sharp pain shot through her head and she fell to the ground, almost unconscious.

She kept her eyes closed, trying to understand what was happening.

She had heard her head making a sickening sound on impact with the ground. And on impact with what hit her. It hurt and she was feeling nauseous. She opened her eyes slowly.

There was someone looking at her... a man... or a boy... she was dizzy and he was slowly fading away. She took a glimpse of his face and then she managed to see the shooter, running away. But his face faded again. She just lay down, blood beginning to pool around the side of her head.

Her knee hurt like hell. Her body hurt like hell. It was such a mess all of it. Her mind was confused and so full of random thoughts that she felt like throwing up. She coughed and stayed still. Someone was calling her name, but still, it was so foggy, all of it was so foggy. She just wanted to resign. Or was she already dead? Had she been shot? How? Where? By whom?... And the last thought... Why?

Kelly and Jill were still experimenting with the amp when they heard the shots. They rushed outside, where half the neighborhood had gathered in the middle of the street.

People talking, kids playing around, some dogs barking...

And in the middle was Sabrina.

Lying.

Motionless.

Blood all over her face.

They both stood still, as like spellbound forever to the ground. Kelly was the one to clear her mind and break that spell first.

''Someone get an ambulance!'' she hollered, rushing to Sabrina's side.

She knelt and shook her. The only response was a low moan and then nothing. Blood started to stream from her nose and closed lips as Kelly tried to cradle her. She put her down, scared.

''Someone get a damn ambulance!'' she yelled again, keeping tears of panic from falling down her cheeks.

She took a closer look at her head and saw that she wasn't shot. Not there at least. She took Sabrina's arm and held it tight.

''Come on... you're gonna make it... come on... come on... wake up Bree...'' she muttered, trying to make herself believe it.

Sabrina remained still, until the screaming siren of the ambulance approached.

Kris left the house right after the shooting. She was terrified. She knew Sabrina wasn't the target and she knew who was. Everyone was at the emergency now, she didn't have anything to worry about, but she had to get in touch with her contact.

What she didn't know was the man that had swung that crowbar to Sabrina's head.

And she had to find out. If she wanted to stay alive.

Mary Munroe was restless, pacing nervously back and forth the hospital corridor for like a millionth time. That kid in there might not be her daughter but it could have been. A doctor walked by without saying a thing. Then a nurse. And then Kelly with a cup.

She handed it to her.

''I talked to a nurse.'' Kelly said.

''Is she alright?''

''She wasn't shot, they say. She fell, but I don't think she fell on her own. Someone must've given her a nice push down, with a lot of force. Probably fell on her. Or hit her with something. They don't know. She's gonna pull through though.''

''Oh... Does the police know anything yet?''

''No, Jill's talking to a couple of them now.''

''Poor girl... was it serious?''

''Doctors say concussion but she hasn't woken up, and...''

''And?''

''Her pulse is dropping.''

''Dropping?''

''Yeah.''

They sat in awkward silence for some time, till Jill ran into them, almost knocking Kelly to the floor.

''Watch it.''

''Sorry. Do we know anything?''

''Not more that you know.''

''I talked to a doctor on my way here.''

''Anything else?''

''She wasn't shot, as they told us but she was for sure hit with something heavy before falling on the found.''

''Blunt?''

''We don't know. Something metal they say. They found bits of its paint on her. That's all we know.''

Silence fell once again like thick dust. Mary sighed.

Jill touched her shoulder gently. ''Mom, go home, okay? We'll stay here.''

''Yeah, Mrs Munroe. Don't worry. Sabrina's a fighter. She's gonna be awake in a while. Go get some rest.'' Kelly continued.

''Are you sure kids?'' Mary asked tired.

''Yeah mom, just go.''

Mary smiled. ''Okay.''

John Lawson rubbed his eyes tiredly. The metal crowbar in front of him was all bloody and he had to clean it up. But he just wanted to call it a day. Like it wasn't enough that he had found the wrong person, now he had to clean a whole mess.

Damn this business, he thought and tried to remember the first time he got into that much trouble. It was long ago. He sighed. So long ago. And he had so much more to do and so little time. That girl might have seen his face. So she had to be taken care of.

Damn this job again.

Kelly took a sip from her coffee and glanced at Jill. Then kept pacing the area.

''Will you stop making circles? You're gonna wear a hole on the floor and fall straight to the maternity rooms.'' Jill sighed.

''Will you leave me alone?'' snapped Kelly.

''Hey, don't be like this. She's gonna be okay.''

''Yeah right.'' She snorted.

''Don't worry. Sabrina's a she-wolf. She-''

''Enough, enough. I got it. I'm just nervous.''

''Okay.''

The silence was unbearable.

A nurse came in and smiled.

''Are you here for Sabrina Martinez?''

''Er... Yeah.'' Jill said, wondering a little about the last name.

''Are you family?''

''I'm her sister.'' said Kelly without hesitation.

''Well, she's stable, but not awake. You can see her but only for a minute.''

''Thank you.''

''Just keep quiet. She needs rest.''

''Okay.''

Kelly and Jill followed the nurse to a room in intensive care. She left them outside and peeked her head in. Then she opened the door and stepped away so they could get in.

A doctor made an injection in on the IV and left the room smiling.

Sabrina was lying on a bed next to a wall. She seemed paler than ever and somehow even smaller than Jill remembered her. The oxygen mask covered almost all her face, while little patches connected the small uncovered area of her stern to a beeping machine. Jill swallowed hard and fought back tears at the sight of the big white bandage at the side of her head.

Kelly took a chair and sat next to her, taking her hand in hers. It was pale and cold like wax. It fell on its own as she let it go. She sighed. It was hard to see her like this, especially after remembering the nickname she was given.

Bouncy-girl, huh? Just wake up Bree... everything's gonna be fine...

Lawson smiled as he threw his doctor clothing in a trash can. He turned his back and left silent as a ghost, creeping around the small streets, unseen, unreachable, invisible.

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