First and Last time I see you

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Tucker was sitting in a bar that his friends abandoned him at called The Blood Gulch Bar.

"Another glass." He said, words slurring already.

"I think you have had enough for today."

Tucker looked up at the bartender in front of him. The man had short blond hair, deep hazel eyes that seemed to shine in the dim light. The man was shining a beer glass.

"And who the 'ell are you, handsome?" Tucker flashed his drunk side grin.

"It's Wash. You have had to much to drink already. At least for someone who's drinking alone. My shift just ended and I can have a couple of shots." Wash grabbed another glass and poured beer into both the one he was holding and the shot glass he had just grabbed. He walked around to sit next to the drunk stranger.

"Thanks, mine is Tucker, gorgeous."  Tucker's smile was still there until he took a swig of his new drink. "Now howz abou' we get this thing goin', love?" Tucker raised his arms and hugged Wash, drink sloshing on the bartenders back. Embarrassment showed on Wash's face as he awkwardly hugged Tucker back.

"How about we take this to my place babe?" Tucker asked, the scent of beer clear in his breath. He stood up an immediately feel back down in his seat.

"I'll help you up." Wash suggested.

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When they both got outside in the open air, Tucker was glaring at somebody. That person glared back.

"Bring it tough guy!" Tucker shouted at the now charging figure.

Wash got out of the line of fire as Tucker and the stranger tried to strangle each other. The mysterious person threw both themselves and Tucker into the road. A Simi was to close to stop to make a difference.

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Tucker could here people shouting and sirens going off. His vision was strained but he could see a familiar face sitting on the curb in front of him.

He tried to move but couldn't. He could only look at the sobbing person in front of him. Tucker could barely make out what they were saying but he still heard some of it.

"Why me? Why does anybody I start to get close to have to die?"

Tucker recognized that voice as Wash's.

"Wash, what are you talking about." Tucker was confused.

Wash kept on sobbing. "I don't understand. I thought it would be different this time. Why is it always me? Why?"

Tucker could move now and he got up and sat beside Wash on the curb.

"Wash, what are you talking about?" Tucker put his hand on Wash's shoulder, it passed through.

Tucker looked to see what was in front of Wash that he was so upset over. Tucker thought it might be an animal of some kind. It was, it was Tucker.

Tucker's body lied there motionless.

But I'm here. How is this possible?

Tucker looked around him, the noise becoming clear. There was Felix lying next to himself, also motionless. Neither of their chest moved. It finally sunk in. Tucker was dead. A bloodied up Simi truck was a few yards away.

"Agent Washington," A man walked up to Wash. "Would you like to say your last good-bye to Mr.-" The man looked at the clip board in his hand. "Mr. Lavernius Tucker?"

Wash shook his head as he got up and stalked over to Tucker's body, kneeling in front of it.

Tucker's ghost walked up and kneeled over his body and listened to Wash.

"I wish that I could of had more time with you T-Tucker. That I could have woken up the next day beside you. I wish that you had never tried to take on that guy, you-you stupid ignorant idiot." Wash put his hand over Tucker's deep blue eyes and forced them shut.

Tears started to rundown Wash's face. It hurt. Tucker could make Wash feel any better because he was dead. Everything started to fade away and melt. Tucker felt his own tears fall. Darkness and silence engulfed Tucker. He meet someone for the first time and for the last. He didn't even get to say good-bye to his son or any of his other friends. He couldn't tell Wash he was sorry for his mistake. All he could do was regret all the things he had done wrong.

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(A/N) It pained me to write this but it was the first thing that came to my mind. Suggestions are always appreciated. If you liked it that's great, if you didn't, tell me why. You can contact me on Facebook to give me prompts at Saela Tucker. There should be a pic of Tucker beside it. Thanks to all my lovely readers!

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