Chapter Thirteen

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  "I'm Mason Hudson." He repeated.

       "Really?" The operater asked, excited.

       "Yes," he breathed. "Lauren is right here, and she needs serious medical attention.  She was shooting a man who attaked us and she accidently shot herself." 

       "Where are you guys?" He asked, jabbing the infomation down on a computer. 

       "I don't know." Mason admitted. 

       "Hampton Court." Lauren whispered. 

       "What?" He asked, putting the phone on speaker.

       "A brown house on Hampton Court in Seattle." She groaned. 

       The man wrote down the infomation on his computer. "I'm gonna send sombody over there now. Any infomation that could help us  find the house?"

      "I think it belongs to a couple named Shane and Bree." Mason replied. "Bree needs to go to the hospital too, and I think Lauren killed Shane."

      "I'm sending someone over right away, okay?"

      "Hurry." Mason said as he hung up. He looked at Lauren and his shirt was soaked in her blood. "It's gonna be okay, Lauren. It's gonna be fine." 

      She had tears developing in her eyes. She wrapped her arms around him and he did his. Even though the blood was rushing against his bare chest, he didn't care. 

      He didn't know how long it was, probably ten minutes, the medics came in and inspected the bodies, placed Lauren, Bree and Mason into seperate ambulances to the hospital, and the police came to inspect Shane's body.

      Mason couldn't do anything the entire way there except pray for Lauren's safety.

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