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Chapter 2

"Maybe they try to get some time, so that the police arrives here right in time."

"Mpf..."

The boss turned back to Don and Larry.

"Yeah...maybe."

Don thought about the situation. What could he do? Of course he could get out his gun and shoot, but then the robbers would know that he's probably an agent or police man.

Talking would be the other option. But these guys didn't seem like they were easy defeated with words.

Gun or talking?

Don decided to try it with talking first.

"You ... you don't have to kill anyone, 'kay?"

The laughing of the boss interupted him. This cold and dirty laugh.

"Ha...you saw our faces, remember? You're going to describe us if the police asks you questions. We HAVE to kill everyone!"

Don sighed. Like he thought, talking wasn't enough.

"You are sick! You'd even kill children! Little wormholes who still have all of their life left! What has gotten into you?!", Larry yelled and got himself in front of Don.

This was a huge mistake.

One of the robbers used the chance and shot.

Shocked looks. Screams. Everyone got in panic, because of the loud shot.

Some people even managed to run out of the bank in the chaos.

"Damn it!", the boss yelled and wanted to start shooting everyone, but suddenly :

"FBI! Put down the gun!"

Colby and David. They stood in the door , guns pointed at the robbers.

"Seems like we got here right in time.", David said while he handcuffed one of the man. The same happened to the rest of the robber team.

But David was wrong.

Larry stumbled backwards.

His white shirt turned red. A hole in Larry's chest, this was the only thing Don could see.

"Larry! Oh god..."

Don caught his friend before he fell to the ground.

Larry's face turned white as snow as he looked at his own blood.

Don slowly laid him down.

"D...Don...", the professor stuttered."

"I know that it hurts, Larry. Try to calm down, okay?"

Don swallowed. Usally he was used to tough situations like this, but this was too much. His friend lay there in his arms, bleeding and dying and he couldn't help him.

"Call an ambulance!", the agent yelled in panic while he pressed his hand on the wound to stop the bleeding.

"We already got an ambulance here.", Megan answered as she entered the bank with two paramedics.

Tears filled her eyes and her heart stopped for a moment, when she saw who the victim was.

"Larry!"

She ran to him and kneeled down.

"Me...Megan. My beautiful star... I'm so glad you are here."

Larry smiled softly. It was hard for him to keep his eyes open and after a time the exhaustion won and Larry lost concious. The last thing he heard was the sound of Megan's voice calling his name.

Darkness. All around him. Larry lay in the darkness...there was nothing. Was he dead? Probably.

So that was the end of his life... No heaven or even hell, just darkness.

But it somehow felt good. Though everything was black it was warm.

Larry felt comfortable, but still he wanted to wake up. See his friends , his family. He wanted to see Charles and Amita, Alan and Millie, David and Colby, Don... and of course Megan...

Oh yes, Megan. His venus, his star, the woman he loved so much.

Suddenly there was a bright light.

Larry stood up and walked towards it. It was hard to reach it, 'cause it felt like his legs were made of pudding. But still he managed to step into the light.

The first thing he heard when he woke up was a beeping. Slowly he opened his eyes.

He looked around. Everything was white. A hospital!

"Larry! Oh god, you're awake. I thought I'd lost you."

"Megan?"

The woman smiled at him, tears streaming down her face.

"Yes, Larry. It's me." She kissed him and took his hand in her.

"I'm...alive?"

Another voice answered.

"You are. Thanks to Don and Megan. They kept you alive the whole time with resuscitation."

"Hey, Charles."

Larry smiled at his best friend who stood in the door.

Charlie entered the room and sat on a chair next to Megan.

"Listen, never scare me like that again! When I got a call that you are in hospital...I felt like I was dying, too."

Larry chuckled softly.

"Alright. I promise to never scare you again."

Charlie laughed and ruffeld the hair of his friend.

"That's good."

After everyone paid Larry a visit , the last person who came was Don.

"Hey, Larry. How are you doing?"

"I think I'm fine for getting shot a few hours ago."

Don let out a relieved sigh.

"I thought that you were going to die on me."

Don sat on a chair.

"Well... I apologize for scaring you."

Larry laid his hand on Don's.

"You don't have to apologize, Larry. You just tried to help. And I have to say: You, my friend, are a hero. You tried to save everyone."

Larry blushed slightly.

"I'm not really a hero... My hero is you Don."

The agent looked confused.

"What?"

"Back then in the bank... You stood in front of me to protect me... and Charles and Megan told me that you made cardiopulmonary resuscitation

the whole way here. So ...you are my hero. Thank you, Don."

Don squeezed Larry's hand.

"It's okay. I'd do anything for a good friend like you."

Don shook his head and then continued:

"Not just a friend...a part of my family."

They talked for a while until Larry fell asleep. Now everything would get better again.

THE END

Okay...it's a two shot ^^' I hope you enjoyed reading. Thank you for reading :)

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