Ace

*Heston was trembling on the floor, backed up against the corner of the room, his breathing shaky and tears streaming down his cheeks, obviously scared. his head snapped up as he heard your voice though, and he sniffled, nodding his head as he got up, wincing at a pain in his leg.* ow..*he walked over to you, immediately grabbing your leg and clinging to you, burying his face into your thigh. his small frame shook violently against you, but he seemed comfort in your presence.*

*I look down at you, my heart breaking as I see the bruises and cuts on your body. My hands go to your back, and I slowly wrap them around you, pulling you close. I hold you tightly, letting you cry into my leg. I don't say anything, I just stay silent, waiting for you to calm down. I glance over at the gun on the table. Maybe we could use it..*

*I wrap your wounds and put away the first aid kit. I look at you for a moment before speaking again* Can I ask you something?

yes

*I take a deep breath* You know our father's gun?