Basically, challenged myself to write a drabble that's exactly 100 words.
"Danny, look at me. Don't let go!"
"Sam… You know this is it. This…" Danny rolled aside and coughed, splattering a mixture of ectoplasm and blood all over the pavement. "Is what I meant to do, as a hero."
"I could have protected myself, I could have… You didn't need to take the bullet for me. It was meant for ghosts—it wouldn't even affect me!" Sam raised her voice.
"Neither of us knew…" Danny wheezed difficultly as Sam winced beside Danny.
"Besides, I'd take a bullet for you, any day. As a lover." Danny said, closing his dulling green eyes.
Love can be so agonizing. True story.