.20 something reviews. Ek, okay, I'll take it. Just to let you guys know, something else, something BIG is going to happen. Right now, I thought I'd leave a little angst left to let you guys calm down. So, things are going to be happy, happy, but when it's supposed to be the happiest…watch out. I SWEAR I HAD THIS WRITTEN IN TIME! FanFic is updating all this stuff and I wasn't able to login till…now.

Quotes from friends used in this chapter:

"Even though it can endanger my life, I couldn't let it end theirs." –Can't tell you

Missing Piece of the Puzzle

Chapter 18: Can't I Enjoy My First Date?

B.P.O.V.

"How much does it cost to have a dorm on campus?" I asked out of curiosity.

Rosalie put her red dress on the huge bed, but her eyes lingered on the beautiful fabric. "Ask Alice; Carlisle and Esme are the ones paying for it." She stated simply.

"They are?" I looked at Alice through her reflection on the mirror in front of me.

"Yup," Alice walked back into their big closet and came out with two pairs of shoes. "Rose has begged me forever to pay them back, but she's my best friend. She owes me with her friendship, and she's paid enough with that." Rose rolled her eyes, and I turned away from the full length mirror. "Anyway, I start paying on my own next year. Then Rose can help pay."

Rosalie laughed; it was so melodic, I could sway to it. "Can't wait,"

Alice smiled, showing her Colgate white teeth, and held up her two pairs of shoes. "Good. Which one goes better? The black matches my dress, but the silver makes a great contrast." She held up one pair, then the other.

"Hmm…" I thought about Alice's mini-dress and how it looked on her. The black definitely matches, but the silver ones make the whole outfit look plain weird and uncompleted. "I like the black ones."

"Me too," Rosalie smiled.

Alice grinned broadly, her bright, brown eyes gleaming. "I'm so proud of you, Bella. I was thinking the same thing."

Shaking my head, I rolled my eyes at her appreciation. Once again, I turned back to their mirror, holding my new dress – I used the 500 dollar gift card for the mall Alice gave me on my birthday – against me. I had to admit it; I liked the way it looked on me. There was just one thing…

I sighed and put my dress next to Rosalie's on the bed. "I don't know about this." My voice was the epitome of doubtful.

"What?" Asked Rose, taking out shoes of her own. All of us decided to get cute flats – no way were we trick-or-treating in heels. Plus, I'll be falling through the whole thing. I…I've never worn heels before, and I don't think walking block after block will help me get used to them. "Going out with Edward?"

"N-" I was cut through my answer by Alice's admirable voice.

"She means the cuts on her arms, right?" They both looked at me.

My eyebrows pulled together. "How did you know that?"

Alice didn't answer, but smiled. "Don't worry about that. There's more stuff – medications, creams – out there to make scars less noticeable."

"But by tonight?" I retorted.

"That's what makeup's for." Rose got a hold of my left arm and led me to their gigantic bathroom. "Come on,"

Who knew what a little blush, and other things that looked like they could be part of a torture chamber, do to you? I stepped away from the mirror and admired Rosalie and Alice's work. First, they looked like goddesses, but now, they must've been sent from heaven. You could hardly tell I even had a scratch.

"This-I…whoa, you guys are good." I gave them a grateful smile.

Rose leaned away from the counter and hugged me close. Alice patted my hair from behind. "You're so welcome, Bella." Rosalie pulled away.

"It's the least we could do. I mean, with you helping us stick together and all." Alice's lips formed into a smile.

"Huh?" I cocked my head to the side. Helping them stick together? What do they mean?

"Bella, you can't seriously not see what you've done for us." Alice asked impatiently.

I shook my head slowly, wondering if they might've taken any of my pills by accident to make them go insane. "No, not really,"

Rose groaned and threw her head back. "Lord, help us," She pleaded and looked back at me. "Bella, ever since Edward met you, we've been closer than ever. College, other friends and studying different things while working at different sides of town is a hassle for all of us! This year, we all felt like we were separating, flowing apart in different directions. But then, with you coming along, the hospital, parties and playing baseball, all of that has made us come together." She spoke sincerely.

She wasn't serious, she couldn't be serious! They're the closest group of friends I've ever met! Well, it's not like I've met a lot, but still! "No way," I objected.

"Remember how we went to the baseball park for your birthday?" Alice questioned, her eyes looking at me for an answer.

"Of course I do." I complied, playing along with whatever point she was about to make.

Alice, happy I remembered the best time of my life, continued, "We hadn't gotten together and actually played a game in a year! Heck, I'm surprised Rosalie still knew how to pitch!"

"Hey!" Rose stared at her, hands on her hips.

Alice shrugged uncomfortably, "Well, I honestly thought you'd forgotten."

Rosalie scoffed. "Anyway," She glanced back at me. "You've really brought us back together, and we realized how much we truly need each other. Bella, we love you. I know it sounds crazy for the two months we've known each other, but it's the truth. Nothing can change that."

"Bel-la," Alice hugged me and patted my back as I tried to swallow back my sob. But I was too happy, I started shaking.

"I'm so sorry if I said anything to offend-" I stopped Rose from finishing that sentence.

"These-" I pointed to my watery eyes. "Are happy tears," I laughed at how silly I must've looked. Crying for happiness. But hey, who could blame me?

Rose and Alice shared a quick smile. "Come on," Rosalie grabbed my arm again. "It's time to get ready."

"So soon?" I asked while trying desperately to stop acting like a baby.

"It's almost six and we have another party to go to. We have to be the first people there!" Alice explained happily.

I muffled laugh escaped my lips. "You're just like Emmett."

"Yes, but can he look this good in this outfit? I don't think so." Alice was like Emmett; always trying to lighten the mood.

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It was five thirty and I was ready. I was in my costume and all. And…I was nervous. I felt like throwing up or fainting. I steadied myself in the girls' bathroom. All of us would get ready here, while the guys got ready at me and Edward's suite. I took one last look at myself in the mirror. This is as good as it gets.

My hair, instead of its usual ponytail or lose with a band or clip over, was wavy. The coolest part, I didn't need to curl it. Alice let me use her shampoo and says it'll bring out the natural ways of your hair. Who knew she didn't need to spike up her hair with spray?

My hair ended right above my elbows, and my bangs stopped right under my eyes. They were pushed to the right, a tad bit of spray holding it in place. I slid my fingers through my hair and pushed it up, just the way Rosalie showed me. It helped give it that neat, yet messy look. After all, we're going as sexy vampires. Actually, they're going as sexy vampires while I try to look decent.

My dress was the most stunning shade of blue I've ever seen; I can't even use words to describe it. There was a thin, blue, and veil-like fabric over it, giving my body that full figure I never knew I had. It was strapless and the top seemed as if it were rolled up in the center. The neck line wasn't slutty, but a smidge modest. It was perfect for my taste, though. (I love it. Pic on my profile) The rest of the beautiful dress flowed down, and it ended right under my knees. I wore cute flats that were half a shade darker than my dress with a nice bow at the front. (Picture on my profile)

People would think I'd be going to prom if it weren't for my makeup. Fake, yet so realistic, blood dripped from my jaw and down to the center of my collar bone. Rosalie should be a makeup artist with the way she made my eyes look. Smokey gray eye shadow and a thin line of eye liner made me look…wow. That's it, wow.

Happy with the way I looked – okay, okay, I may have gotten a huge ego bust - I stepped out of the bathroom. That's were my high self-esteem shattered. Rose and Alice were gorgeous. Beyond gorgeous, because saying they looked gorgeous right now would be an insult. My jaw slacked and my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Alice looked…Alice looked…she was-was wearing…man! That girl's got legs! Her black mini dress was so simple, yet hugged her every curve. She didn't look like a little pixie anymore, she look unbelievable. The straps holding up her dress were about one inch think, and the dress ended a couple – way more than a couple – inches above her knees. Her dress perfectly showed off her long, long slim legs. (Picture-ah, everyone's clothing item is on my profile!) Her black flats were rounded at the toes, but arched to the side with line's and a tightened up. Alice's hair was spiked up usual, but this time her short bangs were straightened and down, directly above her eyes. Traces of dry blood ran down one of her arms and dots were around her bottom lip. Jasper is going to freak!

Oh, my God…Rosalie was-she had that, that, you know…that…look. That radiant beauty that shone off of her like diamonds in the sun light. Her dress was a lighter color than blood red, but could be confused with it easily. The front was a v-neck that exposed more than what I would be comfortable with, but perfect for Rose. The back was somewhat criss-crossed or pulled in four different directions that showed off her long back. Her figure could be seen even to a blind man. It edged all the way down to her flats, barely exposing them. Rosalie's shoes looked utterly and completely uncomfortable! Somehow, she managed to wedge her feet into them and they couldn't look any less amazing with the dress. Her long, golden locks were curled and let lose, having the same messy hair as mine. (Her hairstyle on my profile!) Blood fell from the edge of her lips and sprinkled down the left side of her neck. I feel so bad for Emmett! How many guys do you think he'll beat up if they stare at her for more than a second? Let me guess, more than three fourths of Forks' population.

"Wow, you guys look great!" I said, sounding even more breathless.

They turned around, causing Rose's dress to sway, and smiled at me. "Bella!" Alice rushed to me. "You look amazing!"

"I knew that dress would bring out your eyes!" Rosalie picked up her dress and ran to me, too.

"Me?" They must be mistaken! I look like…me.

They nodded eagerly, pulling my hand. "Let's go! The guys are down stairs!" Alice jumped her way to their door, dragging me along. Alice get's so hyper when she's excited.

Rose, thinking practically, locked their dorm and led us to the elevators. In there were two guys. One was tall, built, grayish eyes, and had a tan and sandy blonde hair: a surfer. The other was tall as well, with blue eyes and shaggy brown hair. They gawked at us as we entered the small space.

"Your tongue is sticking out." Rose said, looking straight ahead as the elevator lowered to the first floor.

The two guys laughed. "Can you blame us, Rose?" The surfer one asked.

"Brian, you know Emmett will kick your ass if he sees you looking at me like that." Rosalie said, slightly looking at him.

The surfer guy, Brain, smiled wickedly. "Yeah, I know. But I still love you."

Alice and Rose rolled their eyes. "Love you, too." Rosalie smiled.

"You look pretty good yourself, Ali." The shaggy-haired guy commented.

Alice's expression brightened up almost instantly. "Really? You think Jasper would like it?"

He smiled sincerely. "Most definitely."

Alice hugged him. "Thanks, Collin!"

Collin laughed and patted her hair. Her hand flew up and slapped his. "Oww!" He complained.

"No touchy my hair." Alice commanded and the doors opened. We all walked out together. "Collin, Brain, this is our friend, Bella." She gestured her hands painted with black nail polish to me.

I shook each of their hands. "Nice to meet you," I said shyly.

"You, too," Brain smiled again.

Collin grinned. "So, this is the infamous Bella Edward talks so much about." I blushed.

"Oh, yeah!" Brian snapped his long fingers. "You're Em's drug addict!"

My blush became more pronounced. "Uh, yeah," They all smiled at me, encouraging.

"Well, we're off to Monica's party." Brian announced. Rosalie and Alice gagged, throwing their index finger in their mouth.

"What? Come on, she's not that bad." Collin insisted.

"Yeah, in bed, but other than that-no, actually, even with that, she's still a slut." Alice crossed hr arms over her chest.

The guys rolled their eyes. "We gotta go. See you in class." They waved and walked off.

As I stared at their figures exiting the entrance, I saw three of the most handsome men on the face of the universe.

Jasper had black slacks, black shoes, and a blue button up shirt with the cuffs unbuttoned. Emmett had the same slacks and shoes, only with a white button up shirt and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Edward looked like a God. He had the exact same slacks and shoes. He had a white button up shirt with the top buttons undone and a black, unbuttoned, blazer over it. In the pocket of the blazer was a small, blood red rose. Each one of them had fake blood splattered all over their clothing and running down their necks. We were dressed as vampires and they were our prey. Damn! This is awesome! I felt myself smiling broadly.

They were all fixing their clothes, not noticing us, while the girls and I waltzed over – they waltzed, I sort of stumbled by the couch. "Hey guys!" Alice called.

Jasper's eyes widened and his mouth went ajar. "Alice," He breathed. "You look-" Edward cleared his throat. Jasper straightened up and snapped out of his dazzling trance. "You look very pretty, sweetie."

Alice brought up her shoulders and smiled. Slowly, she walked her way up to Jasper. "You look pretty good yourself. Maybe once we get back, we could come up to my room and-"

"Alice!" Edward's face was red with fury. I managed to hide my giggle well. I've never seen this side of any of them before.

I casted my eyes and attention to Emmett. My teddy bear was drooling over Rosalie. She giggled freely and glided towards him. "Emmett, you're causing a flood."

He closed his mouth and grinned, exposing his teeth and dimples. "Can't blame me; you look beautiful."

Emmett and Jasper took their girlfriends by their hands and took them outside. That only left me and-

"Bella," Edward stared into my eyes. "You look absolutely ravishing." His velvet voice made me melt and felt all squishy inside. Ravishing? Who says ravishing anymore? That's so cute!

"Th-thanks. You look…so handsome." I caught my breath and blushed again.

He grinned lopsidedly, my smile, and walked over. He grabbed my left hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing it ever so gently. Squee! "Shall we?" His smooth voice asked.

How old-fashioned! "We shall." Eep! I've always wanted to say that! Oh gosh, girly Bella is taking over my head.

Once we were outside, hand in hand, we met up with everyone else. The girls gave me a knowing smile that made me as red as Rosalie's dress. "So, we're all going in Rose's car?" Jasper asked.

Rosalie nodded and answered her brother's question. "Yeah, but it fits only four people. Two are going to have to go on their own." They all looked at me and Edward. Ditchers. At least I get my alone time with Edward.

"Okay," Edward shrugged nonchalantly.

Emmett smiled. "I call window seat!"

"Emmett," Alice spoke slowly. "It's a convertible. Every seat is a window seat, it has no roof!"

Emmett and Rose rolled their eyes as Edward and Jasper chuckled. "See you guys later." Jasper waved.

"Sure, we're meeting at our usual spot, right?" Edward checked with the guys.

They nodded and we bid our goodbyes. Soon, Edward was racing off to Forks High. Oh, yeah, did I mention his car? It was a sleek, black Mercedes!

"Where are Alice, Rose, Jasper and Em going while we're at the dance?" I asked after Edward slowed down on a red light.

He looked around and clicked on the right turn signal. The light changed green and he turned. "Oh, some frat Halloween party we were invited to."

"We?" I echoed. "You're missing out on a college frat party to take me to some high school Halloween dance?"

Edward shrugged. "No big deal. You just watch people dance and get drunk."

"But that's the whole part of the college experience!" I argued.

He laughed, and looked back at me. "Just wait till you get to college."

I slouched in my seat. "I told you, I don't have enough money to go to college. Let's not talk about that, you could've gone with them."

Edward looked determined as he glared at the road through the windshield. "You're going to college, Bella. No excuses."

I sighed. "I really don't want to talk about this right now. You know my grades from earlier years aren't enough for a full scholarship."

"I'll lend you the money."

"Edward!" I shot up. "No! Besides, I'll never be able to pay you back."

"Then I'll give you the money as a graduation present." He wasn't backing down.

After all he's done for me, does he really think I'll accept anything more? "Then I'll refuse it." My eyebrows unknotted and I sighed. "Edward, let's just enjoy tonight. It's my first date, and I don't want to spend it arguing."

His hardened face smoothed out to its usual perfection, and he glance at me. "I'm sorry, I worry about you, that's all."

"Well, don't. I can take care of myself." I folded my arms over my dress.

Edward smiled and got a hold of one of my hands, making the other fall onto my lap. "I know; I'm sorry. Please find the heart to forgive me."

My insides just melted again. "You're forgiven." We drove the rest of the way there with my hand in his. It's felt so protected, so safe, so comfortable.

My nerves started acting up and the butterflies came to life when I handed my tickets to a girl with glasses by the gym doors. The music was heard from the parking lot. "Edward!" I yelled as we stepped in. For once, it looked completely amazing. I felt like I stepped into The Nightmare Before Christmas, a movie I saw with Edward and Jasper one night. "You're the chaperon, and I'm a student."

He smiled and rolled his eyes. "Way to state the obvious, Bella."

"I'm cereal."

"Are you cereal?"

I nodded seriously. "I am Corn Flakes."

Edward thought about something. "Huh, I always felt like a Froot Loop type person."

"Edward, how can we be together without anyone getting suspicious?" I felt a stab of sadness that I wasn't going to be able to be with him at all times.

"Hmm…" He thought. "Tell you what, when people aren't looking, we'll dance."

"Really? Are you sure? I mean, I don't want to get you in trouble or anything." Panic rose within me.

"Shh, shh, Bella, I promise. One dance." He smiled hopefully.

I nodded solemnly. "Okay, one dance." He grinned my smile and quickly kissed the top of my head. Thankfully, no one noticed.

"Now, you go over there while I keep watch of you crazy kids by the punch bowl. Speaking of punch," He suspiciously looked over at the red liquid inside a clear bowl decorated with spiders. "I better taste it and make sure none of the guys threw a little alcohol in it." I laughed, and he smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry your first date has to be like this," He looked deeply torn. He shouldn't be.

"As long as its with you, I'm okay with it." I tried to smile brightly to cheer him up. He threw out a quick smile before walking off to the snack table.

I turned around and walked to the other side where all the gray, foldable chairs were at. Basically, it's for all those brave losers who show up without dates. I took my seat and waited patently for a time where Edward and I could dance. Like I told him, as long as it's with him, nothing could go wrong.

2 Hours later…

B-o-r-i-n-g. Boring. Boring. Boring. This is so boring! I groaned and threw my head back. I made a loud and hard contact with the wall. I rubbed the back of my head and looked around. Why can't I just dance with Edward? Principal Newman doesn't even see Mike Newton and Jessica Stanley making out!

Couples were dancing too close if you ask me and the smell of sweat filled the room, showering us clean people with terrible scent. Even Edward looked as bad as I felt. That's it! This is my date! I'm going to march right up to Edward and-

"Bella," I looked up and saw Omar standing in front of me. "You look amazing." Psh, amazing, you have to do better than that after I've been called ravishing. A shiver crawled up my spine thinking about it.

"Thanks," I smiled kindly up at him. He was my new lab partner since I got moved up to biology AP. It was tough, but of course the female staff, and some male, could never say no to Edward.

"I was wondering if you'd like to dance." He offered me his hand.

I stared at it. "Uhh…" What do I do? I'm bored out of my mind and Edward isn't going to ask me anytime soon. Besides, Omar's just a friend. "Sure,"

He smiled and helped me up. Omar wasn't necessarily ugly, he was quite good-looking, but he wasn't Edward. He had short, dark hair, and was dressed as a rocker. He had tight black pant, converse, and an AC/DC shirt with other 'punk' jewelry. For the first time, I looked into his eyes. They were deep brown, specks of blue in them. Curly eye lashes surrounded them.

We got to the dance floor, but I don't know how to dance. I looked over at other girls and imitated what they were doing. Soon, I was lose and having fun. Omar was a great dancer and fun to be with. Somehow, we were making our way through the gym floor by dancing. Omar had his own smell, too. Like some type of fabric freshener or cologne. Whatever it was, it smelled good. I was laughing and having a great time, but it was over when a strong and firm hand was placed on both of our shoulders.

"Too close," Edward growled at Omar. We stopped dancing and I looked at him.

Omar looked around the room, as did I. Everyone was dancing like that. Come to think of it, people were actually dancing worse. Hey, Mr. Newman finally caught Mike and Jessica. He was scolding them right now.

"But everyone's dancing like that." Omar insisted. And it was true.

"I said, too close." Edward glowered, his upper lip slightly coming up over his perfect teeth.

Omar got the message and backed away slowly. "Okay, look," He shot me a glimpse, but he looked away. Did Edward just growl? "See you tomorrow!" He ran off.

I stared at Edward. "Are you insane?" I screamed.

He looked down at his feet, embarrassment making its way to his face. "You're my date, not his." My heart broke.

"Edward," The DJ played a slow song. Edward looked up and caught my gaze. "Would you like to dance?"

I bit my lip at I waited for his answer. He searched around the room and nodded. My left hand was on his shoulder and my right was in his while his other hand occupied my waist. We were dancing close to each other – closer than I was with Omar. We swayed from side to side, making circles around the gym.

"I'm sorry I got jealous. The green monster got the better of me." His eyes were engulfed with sadness.

"Don't worry, I forgive you." I buried my head into his chest, his chin resting on my head, and breathed in his scent. It was mouth watering – intoxicating. Sweet, full, and so good, it made my eyes close when it entered my nose. My head spun as his scent took over mind, filling it with sweet, delicious, and luscious goodness. It was something incredible and I'm never going to grow tired of it. Nothing compared to Omar; Edward was way better by a land slide. I wonder if it tastes as good…

"Can I tell you something?" Edward spoke.

I looked up at him and grinned. "Of course,"

His eyes were amazing. The center was a pitch black, but the colored exploded toward the end, a lighter shade of emerald green was always replaced. A halo of perfect, curled eyelashes surrounded his perfect, glittering eyes. I was dazzled to the max. "About my dad and I know I'm bugging you about this, but I want you to know why he's being so hard on you." Edward seemed worried about my reaction.

I smiled and shrugged. "Go for it. Sharing is caring."

He gave me a strange look, but shook his head with a half smile on his lips. "My dad…he's always worrying about me. He says he doesn't want me to end up alone or something like that. He see's Alice with Jasper, and he thinks I want something like that. Something that could last forever. I mean, as much as I don't like it, those two are going to get married someday. But I'm okay with it because Jasper is my best buddy; he's a great guy and perfect for Alice." He shrugged. "He's what she wants." Edward casted his eyes down to me.

"But my dad doesn't know what I want. He tries to set me up on blind dates with every new nurse that joins the hospital." My heart sank. Of course Edward would pick one of them over me. He's trying to let me know he doesn't like me anymore in a nice way. Because he's nice guy. Even though I feel like crying, I should make this easier for him.

"He just wants-s the best for y-you." I sucked in a breath and let it out. A small sob rocking it unevenly. I couldn't fight the tears that were coming. I bit my lip hard and tasted the salty blood.

Edward seemed confused as he wiped away a tear that escaped. "I know; he just doesn't know what the best for me is yet. But I do."

I shut my eyes tight. You're just a high school girl, Bella. He's a man. He's surrounded by college girls at school and by beautiful people like Alice and Rose when he gets home. "Whoever it is-s, I'm happy for y-you." I mumbled and opened my eyes. I looked at his gorgeous face and knew I wasn't enough for him. It was stupid even thinking of him like that.

We stopped swaying to the music, but I was still in his secure embrace. "Bella, it's-"

Boom! The music, the dancing, Edward, everything stopped. That one, loud noise. I've heard it before; it was a long time ago, but still familiar. Boom! This time, you could hear an agonized scream following the great sound. A cry for help, need and proving whoever it was, was in pain. It was Sarah's cry.

I ran through the unmoving scene, all the way to the back doors. Even though it can endanger my life, I couldn't let it end theirs. That seemed to have wakened people up. They started scattering, running all over the place and away from where the gun shot was heard. I pushed the heavy doors opened and ran further behind the gym. It was night, around eight o'clock and freezing.

I didn't need to go far; the scene was unfolding in front of me. On the ground to my left was Sarah sprawled on the floor, holding onto her right shoulder where blood was emerging. To my left, standing up and holding the gun was Karina, pointing the device at Sarah. You could see her breath from the cold air as she shook violently. What's going on?

I took a step closer to Karina, even though I was far more worried about Sarah. Edward wasn't here to protect me anymore. He was trying to keep my classmates calm and under control, I'm sure.

I held up my hands and made my way to Karina's shaking body. "Karina-" Her eyes were looking crazily all over the place, nowhere in particular. She quickly changed her stance so that the gun was pointing to me. I stopped dead in my tracks and tried to stay calm. "What happened?"

The gun was still aimed at me, but her eyes looked over to Sarah. I can't describe how insane she looked. "S-Sarah," Even the way she spoke scared the hell out of me. Like an evil villain telling their plan, while her voice shook, too. Her voice was low and quite, but still terrifying. "She wouldn't give it back. The cocaine, it was mine. S-he," Her eyes were twitching with uncontrollable anger. "She said I had enough…never enough." Her raspy voice demanded at the end.

"Karina," Tears streamed down my cheeks. This was my entire fault; I wasn't here to protect Sarah. "Please, listen to me, put the gun down." I knew what was happening. It was replaying all over again. Karina had too many drugs her body could handle.

"Nev-ver enough!" She yelled as her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and her body went limp.

"Bella!" Edward cried, probably running to me.

But it was too late. Karina's body fell on the gun. BOOM!

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