Kaden was screaming and crying when they got to him. The toy shelf above his bed had fallen on his leg when it had been hit by a bullet. A bullet whizzed by his head and he pulled Brian down to the floor with him, they crawled to Kaden’s bed and lifted the shelf off of him. Matt pulled the little boy off the bed with them and crawled out of the room. The shots were still going and things like vases kept breaking as they made their way down the hall.

“Take him,” Matt quickly passed Kaden over to Brian and opened the hall closet. Inside was a safe, Matt’s gun safe. He grabbed his shotgun and a few of the pistols he had stored inside as well as bullets for them, he quickly loaded them and handed Brian one of the hand guns. He stuckthe second in the back of his pants and grabbed the shotgun.

They made their way down stairs, having to use things like the couch for cover when the glass window in the back of the house had exposed them.

“Get to the garage, I’m going to make sure there is no one out front when we take off, ill knock on the garage door, open it and ill get in with you.” Brian nodded, holding on to Kaden, ran for the kitchen, grabbing his keys, wallet and phone off the counter. Remembering the glass door that was between him and the garage Brian ducked and looked around the corner of the counter. There were three people in the back yard, none of them seemed focused on the glass door so Brian ran for it. A second after he made it into the hall that led to the garage the glass door got shot out.

Brian flung open the garage door and pried Kaden off of him. The boy was screaming as he sat him down but Brian couldn’t do anything about it. Looking around Brian saw a work bench, he used every bit of muscle he had moving it in front of the door so they couldn’t push it open. It wouldn’t do much to help them but fucking hell it would do enough to slow them down if they were on foot.

Brian loaded Kaden up in the car and turned it on, he knew that it was dangerous to start the car in a closed garage, the fumes could kill them if they stayed in them but Brian didn’t have time to think about it as bullets came through the door leading to the inside of the house.

He realized that he didn’t have a garage door opener and the bullets were getting closer to them. He pushed on the gas and the car shot forward, breaking through the garage door. Matt looked at him wide eyed from the edge of the garage door. Brian had been really lucky that his best friend wasn’t in the way when he’d done that but he had to do something. He wasn’t going to let his best friends baby get killed.

Matt opened the door and got in, before he even had his belt on Brian sped down the road toward town. Kaden was still crying when they got half way to town. Matt looked back at the little boy and noticed that his leg was a deep shade of purple and was bent funky.

“Brian get us to the hospital.” Brian looked at him with wide eyes for a second, turning his attention back to the road he spoke.

“You okay?”

“I think that shelf broke his leg.” It took some time but Matt maneuvered himself into the back seat. Matt unbuckled his son and pulled him into his arms to comfort him, the poor little guy had to be in so much pain.

“We’re not being followed,” Brian stated checking in the mirror once again. “We can call the cops from the hospital.”

“Shh its okay buddy. I know it hurts I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Matt whispered to his son, Brian watched his best friend though the mirror when they came up to a stop light. Matt’s eyes were watery and he was gently rubbing Kaden’s back.

“There’s nothing you could have done Matt.” Matt nodded at his friend thankful when the light turned green and Brian could drive once more.

When they got to the hospital the doctor admitted Kaden immediately. They had to take him in for surgery, it wasn’t just a simple break, Kaden’s leg had shattered near his ankle. It was nothing life threatening but it could affect the little boy for the rest of his life.

In the waiting room Brian called Matt’s mom and the cops. He knew that while Matt was with the little boy in surgery he could get almost everything sorted. They would still need Matt’s statement but that could wait a few days.

The last thing Brian remembered before he fell asleep in the chair, when everything had been taken care off, was seeing Matt laying on his sons bed beside him; Kimberly holding both of their hands.

Notes

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