Death Sentence
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veiledndarknessTitle: Watching Him 9/11
Author: veiledndarkness
Pairing: Billy/OFC
Rating: R
Summary: She sees everything, she’s watching him fall.
Disclaimer: Not mine, no profit made and no harm intended.
AU follows storyline of movie somewhat.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
XX
In a blind panic, Beth dressed and threw her keys and phone into her purse. Her stomach lurched violently as she fought to stay calm. “Billy…oh God,” she whispered, resisting the urge to throw up.
Nick Hume…She bit her lip, tears springing to her eyes. She had no doubt as to what he had in mind. If he’d been to the bar…She took a deep breath. Sammy…did he tell Nick where to find Billy?
Beth ran down the stairs and out onto the street, her hair streaming behind her. She waved frantically at a passing cab. “Hey! Hey please stop!” she shouted.
The cab stopped abruptly and the driver poked his head out, his eyes wary. “Ya ok?”
She shook her head. “No, take me to Stygian Street.”
He stared at her. “Ya sure…?”
“It’s an emergency,” she tugged the door open and slid into the back seat. “Please hurry.”
“It ain’t a nice part o’ town for a girlie like ya,” he said, though he started the engine. “Ain’t no place for no one.”
Beth bit her lip harder, ignoring him. She clutched at her purse, praying silently as he drove.
X
She stared at the building ahead of her, shivering. It looked even more desolate and rundown without the warm glow from the sunshine. Beth ran along the path to the abandoned asylum, past the cars parked haphazardly across the lawn, her panicked breaths echoing in her ears. Halfway up the path she heard a sound, one that made her heart jump into her throat.
Another followed then, more explosions of gunfire from inside the building.
Beth stumbled up the front steps and yanked the door open. “Billy…” she whispered, moving into the dark hallway. She felt her way along, her hand sliding over the worn walls. She paused, her hand suddenly wet.
She lifted her hand up, sniffing cautiously. “Jesus…” she shook her fingers, gagging.
The coppery smell of blood lingered in the air, coating her fingers and palm. “Billy!” she called, her heart slamming against her ribcage anew. “Billy, damn it, where are you?”
Beth crept up the stairs to the second floor, cringing at the sudden burst of gunfire above her. “Billy…Answer me,” she pleaded, her voice lost in the explosions.
There was a thud not far from her, a scream of pain and more splatters of blood landed near her. Beth bit back a scream, stumbling over the still warm body of Jamie. She crouched down, her hands shaking.
“Jamie…oh my god,” she let out a small sob.
His sightless eyes stared up at her, blood covering his throat and mouth. Beth cupped his cheek, stroking his face. She moved her hand up, closing his eyelids. She crossed herself and pressed a motherly kiss to his forehead. “Rest now sweet boy,” she whispered.
A crackle startled her and she got up, tears running down her cheeks. Beth moved along the hallway, following the noises. She turned a corner, the outline of a person at the other end of the hallway. “Billy?”
She took another step forward, then another, her legs shaking. “Billy?”
There was a moment, a split second before she saw an explosion of light. Beth turned to the side, crying out when she felt the flare of heat sting her left arm. She clutched at her arm, sinking down to the filthy floor.
The shape moved closer, his eyes wild in the flickering lights. Beth shrank back from the distorted shape, sobbing Billy’s name. There was another blast and the shape turned away, jogging into another room.
“Billy…” she cried, struggling to stand. “God, where are you…”
Beth lurched forward, stumbling again down the hall. She tripped over a metal pole, colliding with the doorframe. She cried out, reaching blindly for the door. Beth grasped the doorframe, her fingers slicked with blood.
“No…No!” came a scream of outrage from somewhere close by, “Y’ fuckin’ bastard!”
Beth sucked a ragged breath in, calling for Billy. She looked up as she sank to the floor, bathed in the red glow of the chapel. A shape appeared in the darkness, familiar blue eyes blazing pure fury.
“Beth…Beth!” Billy shouted, spotting her finally. “Oh fuckin’ hell, Beth...”
She sobbed, clutching her arm again. “Billy, it hurts, it hurts so much,” she choked out. “I…I tried to get here…”
He dropped to his knees beside her, checking her over. “Beth…y’ shouldn’t have come, Bethie, why’d ya come?” he rambled, lifting her up and cradling her to his chest.
She leaned against him, the tears coursing faster. “Billy, you can’t do this, he’s gonna kill you. I…I found Jamie, he shot Jamie,” she trailed off, shaking.
He set her down by the cross, his hands trembling. “He shot ya,” he hissed, “I’m gonna rip ‘im t’ fucking pieces!”
“No!”
A roar of gunfire blew over them, the bullets narrowly missing Beth again. Billy snarled and yanked his gun out of his coat, cocking it. Beth grasped at his coat with her stained hands, struggling to hold him down.
“Billy, please,” she reached for him. “Please, don’t. I can’t lose you like this.”
He looked down at her, tears in his eyes finally. “Beth…hang on, m’ gonna get ya outta here, y’ jus’ hang on,” he pleaded.
Beth whimpered, her skin prickling at the sound of the footsteps entering the chapel. She turned, staring over at the man in the doorway. She gasped. Nick Hume stood in the entrance, a shotgun in both hands, aimed at them. He stared down at them, his head oddly shaven, cold fury on his face.
Billy dropped his gun and picked her up again, hunching his long frame over her. Beth pressed her ear to his chest, hearing his heat beat hammering wildly. Billy let out a small sound, a sob that made her stomach lurch.
She heard the bullet fire, felt his body spasm over her. Billy shuddered, crying out when the bullet pierced his skin. Beth sobbed quietly, hanging onto him. She opened her eyes, looking over to Nick Hume.
“Please,” she whispered thickly. “Please stop.”
He frowned, aiming at them. A tear coursed down her cheek. “M-Mr. Hume…”
He flinched and lowered his gun. “I’m not them, I won’t kill you just because you’re with him,” he rasped, his voice a choked sound of pain. “He killed my family. All of them.”
Beth struggled to sit up, Billy’s arms weakening around her. He let out a moan of pain and lifted his gun, his aim shaky. Beth held on to Billy, swaying dizzily. She whispered his name, touching his cheek.
“Billy, no more,” she said, cupping his face in her palm. “No more…” she trailed off, the pain ripping through her.
“Bethie, don’t…no,” Billy held her, rocking her slowly. “Y’ can’t go…”
He jerked, a new bullet tearing into his shoulder. He slumped over her, the blood dripping onto her shirt. “No,” she wept softly. “No…”
She dimly heard a scream of pain, heard the sound of Nick hitting the floor, Eddie’s enraged shouts echoing in the small, blood soaked room. Beth pressed against Billy, listening to his heart beat slowing.
“Please don’t leave me…”
X
Author: veiledndarkness
Pairing: Billy/OFC
Rating: R
Summary: She sees everything, she’s watching him fall.
Disclaimer: Not mine, no profit made and no harm intended.
AU follows storyline of movie somewhat.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
XX
In a blind panic, Beth dressed and threw her keys and phone into her purse. Her stomach lurched violently as she fought to stay calm. “Billy…oh God,” she whispered, resisting the urge to throw up.
Nick Hume…She bit her lip, tears springing to her eyes. She had no doubt as to what he had in mind. If he’d been to the bar…She took a deep breath. Sammy…did he tell Nick where to find Billy?
Beth ran down the stairs and out onto the street, her hair streaming behind her. She waved frantically at a passing cab. “Hey! Hey please stop!” she shouted.
The cab stopped abruptly and the driver poked his head out, his eyes wary. “Ya ok?”
She shook her head. “No, take me to Stygian Street.”
He stared at her. “Ya sure…?”
“It’s an emergency,” she tugged the door open and slid into the back seat. “Please hurry.”
“It ain’t a nice part o’ town for a girlie like ya,” he said, though he started the engine. “Ain’t no place for no one.”
Beth bit her lip harder, ignoring him. She clutched at her purse, praying silently as he drove.
X
She stared at the building ahead of her, shivering. It looked even more desolate and rundown without the warm glow from the sunshine. Beth ran along the path to the abandoned asylum, past the cars parked haphazardly across the lawn, her panicked breaths echoing in her ears. Halfway up the path she heard a sound, one that made her heart jump into her throat.
Another followed then, more explosions of gunfire from inside the building.
Beth stumbled up the front steps and yanked the door open. “Billy…” she whispered, moving into the dark hallway. She felt her way along, her hand sliding over the worn walls. She paused, her hand suddenly wet.
She lifted her hand up, sniffing cautiously. “Jesus…” she shook her fingers, gagging.
The coppery smell of blood lingered in the air, coating her fingers and palm. “Billy!” she called, her heart slamming against her ribcage anew. “Billy, damn it, where are you?”
Beth crept up the stairs to the second floor, cringing at the sudden burst of gunfire above her. “Billy…Answer me,” she pleaded, her voice lost in the explosions.
There was a thud not far from her, a scream of pain and more splatters of blood landed near her. Beth bit back a scream, stumbling over the still warm body of Jamie. She crouched down, her hands shaking.
“Jamie…oh my god,” she let out a small sob.
His sightless eyes stared up at her, blood covering his throat and mouth. Beth cupped his cheek, stroking his face. She moved her hand up, closing his eyelids. She crossed herself and pressed a motherly kiss to his forehead. “Rest now sweet boy,” she whispered.
A crackle startled her and she got up, tears running down her cheeks. Beth moved along the hallway, following the noises. She turned a corner, the outline of a person at the other end of the hallway. “Billy?”
She took another step forward, then another, her legs shaking. “Billy?”
There was a moment, a split second before she saw an explosion of light. Beth turned to the side, crying out when she felt the flare of heat sting her left arm. She clutched at her arm, sinking down to the filthy floor.
The shape moved closer, his eyes wild in the flickering lights. Beth shrank back from the distorted shape, sobbing Billy’s name. There was another blast and the shape turned away, jogging into another room.
“Billy…” she cried, struggling to stand. “God, where are you…”
Beth lurched forward, stumbling again down the hall. She tripped over a metal pole, colliding with the doorframe. She cried out, reaching blindly for the door. Beth grasped the doorframe, her fingers slicked with blood.
“No…No!” came a scream of outrage from somewhere close by, “Y’ fuckin’ bastard!”
Beth sucked a ragged breath in, calling for Billy. She looked up as she sank to the floor, bathed in the red glow of the chapel. A shape appeared in the darkness, familiar blue eyes blazing pure fury.
“Beth…Beth!” Billy shouted, spotting her finally. “Oh fuckin’ hell, Beth...”
She sobbed, clutching her arm again. “Billy, it hurts, it hurts so much,” she choked out. “I…I tried to get here…”
He dropped to his knees beside her, checking her over. “Beth…y’ shouldn’t have come, Bethie, why’d ya come?” he rambled, lifting her up and cradling her to his chest.
She leaned against him, the tears coursing faster. “Billy, you can’t do this, he’s gonna kill you. I…I found Jamie, he shot Jamie,” she trailed off, shaking.
He set her down by the cross, his hands trembling. “He shot ya,” he hissed, “I’m gonna rip ‘im t’ fucking pieces!”
“No!”
A roar of gunfire blew over them, the bullets narrowly missing Beth again. Billy snarled and yanked his gun out of his coat, cocking it. Beth grasped at his coat with her stained hands, struggling to hold him down.
“Billy, please,” she reached for him. “Please, don’t. I can’t lose you like this.”
He looked down at her, tears in his eyes finally. “Beth…hang on, m’ gonna get ya outta here, y’ jus’ hang on,” he pleaded.
Beth whimpered, her skin prickling at the sound of the footsteps entering the chapel. She turned, staring over at the man in the doorway. She gasped. Nick Hume stood in the entrance, a shotgun in both hands, aimed at them. He stared down at them, his head oddly shaven, cold fury on his face.
Billy dropped his gun and picked her up again, hunching his long frame over her. Beth pressed her ear to his chest, hearing his heat beat hammering wildly. Billy let out a small sound, a sob that made her stomach lurch.
She heard the bullet fire, felt his body spasm over her. Billy shuddered, crying out when the bullet pierced his skin. Beth sobbed quietly, hanging onto him. She opened her eyes, looking over to Nick Hume.
“Please,” she whispered thickly. “Please stop.”
He frowned, aiming at them. A tear coursed down her cheek. “M-Mr. Hume…”
He flinched and lowered his gun. “I’m not them, I won’t kill you just because you’re with him,” he rasped, his voice a choked sound of pain. “He killed my family. All of them.”
Beth struggled to sit up, Billy’s arms weakening around her. He let out a moan of pain and lifted his gun, his aim shaky. Beth held on to Billy, swaying dizzily. She whispered his name, touching his cheek.
“Billy, no more,” she said, cupping his face in her palm. “No more…” she trailed off, the pain ripping through her.
“Bethie, don’t…no,” Billy held her, rocking her slowly. “Y’ can’t go…”
He jerked, a new bullet tearing into his shoulder. He slumped over her, the blood dripping onto her shirt. “No,” she wept softly. “No…”
She dimly heard a scream of pain, heard the sound of Nick hitting the floor, Eddie’s enraged shouts echoing in the small, blood soaked room. Beth pressed against Billy, listening to his heart beat slowing.
“Please don’t leave me…”
X
