"Let the sky fall, when it crumbles, we will stand tall, face it all together"-Adele
She put her gun down on the table as she helped John to an empty chair. Once she had him seated she ripped his shirt sleeve and tired it around the gunshot wound in his arm. Once she was done she sat back against the table and thought about the events that led up to their current situation.
They had received a number yesterday morning, they had thought that the man was an innocent victim but they were wrong. He turned out to be a member of the terrorist group Vigilance. Long story short they were ambushed and lost communications. Then all hell broke loose when vigilance's back-up arrived with sub machine guns, she didn't even know were Shaw or Fusco were.
They manged to get a few blocks away and take cover in an office building. She purposely tripped the alarm in the hopes that the cops would show up before their enemy did, but she had a feeling that they weren't going to be so lucky this time.
She looked at John, he was still mad at her for staying with him instead of trying to get to safety. She leaned forward and held his hand, if this was the end then they were going to face it together. She wasn't going to let him die alone, she was going to be with him no matter what. Her thoughts were interrupted by loud banging and the sound of footsteps.
John stood up and grabbed his gun. She turned around and grabbed hers as well. She felt his hand on her shoulder as he kissed her and told her he loved her. Then they both geared up their guns and turned toward the door and braced themselves for whatever was coming their way.