You meet gas at a cafe bombing. When the bomb he jumped on you to make sure you didn’t get hurt. His leg got opened. You took first aid class. You ran to your car and grabbed first aid. You come back to him. You help him. Sew his back right leg.

After a about 5 months you go down stairs to see him in your dining table. With his hand on his stomach with blood

“Will you help me?” He reached out to you as he was in your dining room at 3 am.