Nikole Morgan was born and raised in Charming, CA. She was far from your typical girl. Preferring to much rather get rough with the boys, ride motorcycles fix cars and shot guns, than wear mini skirts and try to see how many guys she could get. she...
a/n : Tattoo is smaller and located more on the hip bone area
DEAN POV
I heard the guys leave and a minute later heard sirens. As I held my baby sister tightly in my arms. She felt so cool and her tan skin was deathly pale.
"Dean." She whimpered softly causing me to look at her.
"Shh, Nik don't talk ok. It will be ok they are almost here."
"I, I couldn't save him Dean, I tried." She said crying. "I, Dean I love you, you are an ass but I love you and daddy."
"Shh, you did good little one. We love you too."
"I, I don't - look I gotta tell you something and don't be mad." She said coughing up more blood.
"Tell me later because you are not dying here you got me."
"Dean-"
"No Nikole you are not leaving me you got it. No Goodbyes" I didn't want to let her go but knew I needed to let the paramedics work. I heard them come in and I yelled for someone to get to me and hurry. I felt her go limp in my arms.
"She's coding. We got to stabilize her and get her to St. Thomas now. Tell them we have an emergency as we need a transfusion and crash cart ready." I watched them rip my sister's shirt in half as they shocked her. My hands shaking and tears falling as I heard no heartbeat come from her. As they tried a third time I finally took a breath as her heart started beating again. I hoped in the ambulance with her not even caring about my bike still lying on its side in her yard. I gripped her hand tightly as they worked to stabilize her. Holding her hand I noticed the tattoo she had on her finger and another peeking out from her jeans. It was a J, but had been covered by her ring,
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I could tell it was new but not brand new. But what had my blood boiling was what I see barley peeking out of her jeans. Truthfully if it hadn't been the paramedics removing her shirt I would never have seen it. I leaned up pulling the side of her pants and saw a crow tattooed on her hip and I saw red.
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DEACON POV
I saw Clay go still as he answered the phone. The kids had just left and we were about to get this bastard when Clay looked at us. Bobby, Tig, Juice and myself looking at him.
