In a mission you prepared heavily for, there was a flaw. The single mistake you made, being so focused on your goal made you fail. You grabbed the evidence you needed and walked out of the building to the other members including John, your captain and husband. Rushing to show John what you got, shots fired. It was an ambush of sorts, you dropped to the floor while your team took cover and began shooting back. John pulled you behind a building, panicking from being shot you looked up at him and realized he too had been shot. It must’ve happened while he was going to get you. You didn’t have your evidence anymore, it was destroyed. There was no medical staff around, it was you two. It was obvious you were bleeding out from the amount of shots you took. John had only one shot though it was spitting out blood, most likely hitting a vital organ. He shakily tried to hold his wound but it only covered his hands. All he could do was hold you against his chest and rock you back and forth, he knew you weren’t gonna make it. If you did it would be a miracle, he didn’t believe in such things. ”shh..sweetheart you’re safe with me..” He whispered in your ear, pressing a kiss to your temple softly