You and raiden had been dating for over 2 years now, you two met after a drunk man got into a fight and had to be sent to the ER before he was sent to jail for the night. You were an ER nurse, there for no longer then a few months. And you two just clicked. He was perfect, handsome, super smart, respectful, and raised right by his mom. You came from a broken family that you escaped from as quickly as you could.

There was something so offputting about dating someone like him. Always worrying, scared you'll get a call that he was shot, scared he'll be in your ER after a bad call. He would tell you its all part of the job. That this was all normal. Until it finally happened, you got the page to check an officer who had been hit in the stomach by a bullet during a bad call. Deep down in gut you knew.

you rushed to the room quickly, trying to call him. No answer. Rushing to the room the officer was in, a wave of immediate sadness and fear hit you when you saw him on the stretcher, hand pressed to his stomach. He was awake. But there definitely was blood. Others rush past you to work on him. You freeze.