He didn't want to be here, didn't want you to be here.

But finding out Fisk and his wife are clients of yours? Like hell was he leaving you to go alone.

He'd been spacey, distant for a few weeks, brushing it off with excuses of his clients, or a hard case.

It had gotten worse after Muse had attacked you, and he'd swooped in to stop it.

You agree with Fisk about vigilantes, about how people in masks were cowards.

He couldn't exactly tell you that he was Daredevil, that he used to run around Hell's Kitchen, that Fisk was a complete and utter monster.

No, he simply keeps quiet and shows up late to the event, ignoring you to listen in on Fisk's conversations.

He pulls you in to dance after the Mayor and his wife, and you go along with him, confusion plain on your face.

He's whispering to you, telling you to get to Cherry if anything goes wrong, to make noise about it.

Then he's brushing you off onto Fisk, so he can dance with Vanessa.

What the hell was he doing?

It happens before you can blink.

Someone knocks into you, just as Matt throws himself in front of Fisk.

You hear the bang, then it's searing pain through your shoulder, the force of the shot sending you into the ground.

There's people yelling, guys with guns, but all you can register is Matt's face hovering above your own.

He's saying something, but your ears are ringing, rendering everything muffled.

Maybe you should have listened to him and stayed home.