His little Jackie would never be the same. And there was nothing he could do. 

3:00 pm

There were 32 kids and 1 teacher when the shooter entered. 

There was only 10 kids left when the shooter left. 

They were only left alive because he ran out of bullets.

Jack stared down at his hands as he tried to press life back into one of the kids, he didn't even know her name. He didn't know as much about CPR as Bunny did but he knew the basics. Everyone left in the room could see him now as Milo's one priority after the shooter had left had been to get everyone to see him. 

Because Milo believed he was their only savior since no one else came in the room. Jack had ended up spreading the ice over the other children as quickly as he could before anymore shots could be taken after the teacher, Marylee, and TJ. But he could only cover the other 8 of them. The ones who had slight belief inside of them. 

It was in the rare time, he hated being a Guardian because even though they were protectors over children, they could do nothing to change fate. No matter how hard he tried. 

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8:00 pm

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" Evidence finds that the 16 year old shooter had left a suicide note with the names of people who had picked on him for years. Sources say he had become violent towards everyone the past few weeks. It seems this was an act of "revenge" to his bullies. 
All of the names on his list have either been found severely injured or dead.
More will come on the 11:00 news."

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9:00 pm

Jack stared at his hoodie that laid on the counter in front of him. It was covered in children's blood. He had already thrown up everything he had eaten in the past 24 hours. He felt the screams echo in his ears still along with the bangs of doors and guns. He shook as he bowed his head. 

He was hiding in the laundry room of the Bennett house. Jackie and Milo were slipped a sleeping pill in their soup to get them to finally lay down. He put emergency dream sand over them to get dreams but felt himself choke at the sight of Marylee and TJ in the golden sand above their heads. 

Jackie and Milo had begged him not to leave. So he wasn't going to.

A hand landed on his shoulder as he turned to look. Jamie Bennett stood taller than him now, looked older than him, and was nearly as wise as him. His eyes were red from his own tears and the father in front of him slightly shook. 

The fear he was in for nearly 3 hours not knowing if his child was one of the fallen would haunt him forever.

"Jack...what the hell." The cracks in Jamie's voice is what had Jack pulling him into a hug. The older male fell into him as he held Jamie Bennett. He had a feeling it's been a long time since the boy had cried. That's all he'd ever be to Jack. A boy who held in to much. A lot like himself. 

"Sh-she'll never be the s-same. Neither of th-them will." He just held Jamie tighter because he didn't have the right to say shh, to try to calm him. Because Jack had been there. He had seen what happened in that room. 

"The th-three of you will n-never be-" Jack just shook his head as he squeezed Jamie to almost no air. He didn't care about himself. He had seen the horrors the world had to offer. This was just another one. 

A flash of the little girl he was trying to give CPR to went through his eyes. He squeezed them shut tighter as he tried to ignore the screams echoing in his head. 

He pulled Jamie back as he put a hand on the back of his neck. 

"Look at me, Bennett." Jamie met Jack's eyes as he met foreheads with him. 

"She'll need you. More than she's ever needed you before but however she needs you. Do not force your help on to her. Understand?" Jamie nodded as both of them cried. Jack took a few deep breaths before leaning back to clear his face. He reached forward wiping Jamie's tears too. 

Before he could lead them out of the room so they could both go check on Jackie, Jamie grabbed his arm. 

"Are you going to tell anyone?" 

Jack blinked at the wall before looking at the boy beside him. He was about to say no. That no one could understand what he needed to tell him. Because he had asked North a long time ago why they never rushed to help school shootings and the man had looked at him with a lost look and said, 

"We cannot mess with fate when it comes to non-believers."

Jack had lost a little faith in North that day. He felt it now after being there. He went to say no but the light of the moon shinned down on him through the window. He could feel the sadness in the beams. He looked at the light before turning back to Jamie.

"Manny can tell them." He watched a fire light behind Jamie's eyes before a tone of cruel come from him. 

"Manny and the other Guardian's can kiss my ass. They talk about protection to children yet the only protection I've seen is to children on the good side of the Christmas list." Jack took in a deep breath before grabbing on to Jamie's face with both hands. 

"I know, J. I know. But right now the Guardian's don't matter. Not right now. The moment is over. The grief is next. Focus on that."

Jamie nodded. 

They moved together as both of them teamed up to fight the main enemy: 

fear. 

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so this is kinda like a part 1. I felt that the emotions in this subject couldn't be put into one chapter fully. You'll see why in the next part. 

This was the beginning, there's middle, and then an ending. 

Just some tears before a happy filler then the next part. 

Keep the requests coming!




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