Barry Berkman

Part 29

    As I walked through the empty corridor, I heard gunshots ring through the thin walls. I thought about what he told me.

"Hit all the ones in your way and if you see Fuches, kill him." I had tried to argue with him saying it was his battle and he should have done it, but he didn't care.

    More sounds of gunshots quickly crashed through my thoughts. As I cased the bottoms of the door frames, I saw a shadow in one. I kicked the door open and shot at a short bald guy with an assault rifle. I saw an open door with an exit sign and quickly ran towards it. Just as I reached the door frame, I got a text from Barry.

                Barry
I see him. Going down an exit now.

    Well I guess it's a race to Fuches, I thought to myself. As I leaped down the stairs, I heard people thundering down from above me. I stopped and waited for the people to come down close enough for me to snipe them. They jumped down the stairs, heavily armed, but I beat them to it. I shot at all three of them and they dropped to the ground.

    As I ran out the exit door I saw Barry on the road in front of me. He was yelling at Fuches, who had a gun too.

"Fuches! You stupid son of a bitch! I'm going to kill you, you hear me you mother fucker?!" He yelled to the sky, giving Fuches the perfect shot.

    Everything seemed to move in slow motion, Barry screaming to the sky, as Fuches jumped out from around a corner. I didn't see the shot, but I saw Barry reach for his arm and yelp in pain. Everything kicked back to its normal speed and I took my shot at Fuches. He hadn't seemed to notice me, so he was still standing out in the open. I shot over and over until I had run out of ammunition. I reached for another magazine, but realized I hadn't thought to grab one.

"Fuck." I muttered but I had already done enough damage to Fuches. He dropped to the pavement and some nearby neighbors had run outside to see what all the commotion was. I realized I had to go and I ran towards Barry. He was laying on the ground, clutching his arm.

"Barry! Are you alright?" I asked. I peered over him and he said,

"Yeah, don't worry. He grazed my arm but I'll make it." He smiled and I gave him a forced smile before replying,

"Okay well we've gotta go." I pulled him up with his one good arm and we ran around a corner to his car. I got in the front seat and he took the passengers. We threw the guns in the back and sped off.

"That was one hell of a shot Y/N." He chuckled. I blushed and said,

"Well I guess I knew if it meant it would help you, it would help me." I smiled at him and he reached for my hand. I put my hand in his, and we turned up the radio. Can't Help Falling in Love, by Elvis Presley came on. We grinned at each other and relaxed.

    It was going to be a long drive back to Barry's, but we had each other and that was all we needed.