Dominion Tank Police Fan Fiction ❯ is it for the best ❯ i dont care if it hurts ( Chapter 1 )

Authors notes: I don't write all that often so bear with me this story came on a spur and was set by the challenger of my first ndtp fic and ordered of my second I don't really know the characters as well as a person writing a fanfiction should and I guess I should learn to write romance pretty quick. Sorry if it seems a bit of a downer for the first chapter my apologies in advanced

Lightstalker/ Chimpus Nu hero of ragol ranger for hire and hero for fun

Disclaimer: I own nothing nothing at all so: P sue all you want I have nothing to give you

Is it for the best?

Chapter one I don't care if it hurts

How could anyone know Al he spent everyday of his life just living it in an empty fashion. That was until he met her she was his partner so he would see her everyday, which was a blessing and a curse. A blessing as he would see her regularly and a curse because of the same reason he would never be able to forget and move on.

He had no chance the fairer sex liked men with confidence and to be quiet frank al didn't exactly have it in buckets to spare. That and her attention seemed undivided on something else that something he would have to help her take care of. Bonapart was its name and she was completely obsessed with it. He would sit and watch as she inspected and made adjustments to it. She really loved that tank. He often wondered what it would be like if she showed that much attention on him. It didn't matter it couldn't happen because quiet frankly he didn't matter to her.

He was glad she was his partner he had hours to be near her to secretly admire her and if she saw him he had is reasons to be there. He had been in these types of situations before it was relatively easy to win his heart and he knew it would end up in his heart being broken like the last time.

He was right in a different sense of the word heartbreak. Oh the poetic irony of it all

He had made a sacrifice for her he had dove in the way of the bullet as it exploded from the muzzle of the gun. It hit him right under the heart and stuck in his chest. His job was done he had protected her at the cost of his life. She would never know about his obsession over her and as his life flash before his eyes everything had Leona in it she was everywhere his brain even started to insert her into his childhood memories. It had lasted but a second but it was torture of what he would never have.

The bullet had penetrated his chest and cut an artery right under his heart. He was slowly bleeding to death and couldn't see, as his eyes were too heavy. He wouldn't go to sleep not at such a crucial time. He could her here and the explosions that followed he feared the worse and his body felt cold. `Not long to go now al' he thought sadistically. If he was lucky he would go to heaven and get what he wanted if he was unlucky the hell of being tormented by all that he could have had would haunt him. He could no longer hear her and assumed she was in the same position as him so he just gave into the numbness and embraced it

Then it all went black.

The medics worked hard on al they were lucky to have gotten him here on time. All thanks to his partner who had left unable to face him when he woke up. When al woke up he was in a hospital. `So I didn't die well cant say that's the best thing for the world' al got changed into the clothes they brought him in with (which had now been cleaned) and headed for work

Who knew what would face him there?