Fallen AngelA Story by The DoctorJust a random thought
Jack holds her, panting from the wound to his stomach. The little girl takes his limp hand, looking into his emerald eyes with fear.
"You be good for mommy," Jack says hoarsely, blood dripping from his lips, "You help her okay?" She gives a slight nod, a tear making a clean trail in the layer of dust on her face. Jack is laying in the corner of a ruined building, attacked by a bomb many years before. He lay just about flat on the ground, his head being held up by the corner. The little girl of eight sits on her knees. Holding Jack's hand, hoping that the fatal wound wont stop him. His eyes begin to close, a cough escapes his lungs, blood shoots out onto his shirt. More blood flows from his mouth. "Jack please..." she whines. "It will all be okay," Jack strokes the top of her head and smiles. Jack's head falls and the smile remains, empty of life... The little girl shakes his hand, hoping it will bring him back to her. She begins to sob, lunging forward to wrap her arms around her fallen angel's neck...
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