What a horrible time to get into a situation like this. You were used to shootouts, being that you were dating a literal crime lord, Ghost. In fact, you were a useful asset, a skillful marksman.

You were pinned down by gunfire as you took cover behind a bar counter, Ghost was held up somewhere else in the bar right now. You would've been fine on your own if you weren't 12 weeks pregnant.

There were five guys, and you only had so much ammo. You had to do something.