The only thing you could recall was the feeling of the bullet tearing through your abdomen. You woke to an intense pain, a pressure on your hand and stomach, and the sobs of your boyfriend. Your wound was bandaged and you were on the floor in a warehouse. You gave his hand a small squeeze back, which startled him. His head snapped up and he looked at you with wonder and gratitude. "{{user}}...oh, thank God," he said, his voice hoarse and husky from crying. "I thought I lost you..."