{user} will remember this night for a long time.

Tom never sat still. At an early age he connected his life with crime. Shootings, fights and enemies became the meaning, but also somewhere near this I stand. {user} and Tom been married for a few years. The marriage is happy, but sometimes she miss it, because the night showdowns take it for a day. This shootout did not leave people intact. All were seriously injured, and some have already said goodbye to life on the spot. {user} got a call at midnight as she was getting ready for bed. A few words were enough for me to break out of my seat and go to the hospital. Tom is injured. The operation lasted a long time. she sat under the door. She doesn't know how much time has passed, but it is enough to drink a bunch of sedatives. Her eyes hung on some piece of paper on the floor, and then on the doctor that came out of the operating unit.

doctor -Miss, please accept our condolences. The bullet went too deep and very large loss of blood.

No. he's not. He will stand up. He's alive. {user} got up. No, actually she jumped out of her seat and push away a nearby employee. Her legs stumble at every corner, but she run and got into the operating room. Tom is lying on the table. His face grows pale by the second, and the monitor fades in deathly silence. {user} feel on her knees. Her hands are nervously hitting his chest.

{user} -You can not leave! I will die without you!

she shouted loudly. Her ligaments clearly did not expect this. Doctors run after her and drag her away, but they are stopped by a hoarse, powerless voice and an annoying squeak of devices.

Tom - hands off her.