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Mr. Tom Lynch on the other hand does.
Summary: Post shooting
A/N: After much request...
Guess Who?
The drive to the hospital was completely dreadful, the silence was deafening. If I were to randomly drop a pin you could hear it hit, what was worse that the floor in my car was carpet. Spencer's facial expression has changed from grief to slight hysteria, not a great sign. I can't even imagine what it going on in her mind.
I see the hospital in the distance and thank God that we are almost there. Unfortunately I could not find a parking spot, I told her to go in and that I would join her soon. She had a blank expression as I told her this but I knew it would be better if she had some alone time with her family before I come in, that and parking would be really nice.
An estimated ten minutes latter I find myself in a plain waiting room, Spencer silently weeping at my side. I try my best to console her, its not really my best attribute but I'll try anything for her especially now in her time of need. A tall doctor around his mid thirties walks in with a very solemn look upon his face, he said that there was good news and bad news. I hate when they say that line, its overused and always crushes the good news.
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Doctor: I'm very happy to say that Glen will survive with minimal negative effects.
Paula: That's great, my baby boy will be alright.
Doctor: His companion on the other hand has passed.
Spencer: What companion, who was he with?
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No fucking way! Aiden was with Glen, at least that was what Clay told me. I can't believe this, I know he screwed up a lot of things and nearly separated Spencer and me, but...actually... I don't know. I really expect to be crying but I'm not, why? Sure I was surprised but now I'm emotionless. I really thought I would show a little more compassion, I feel horrible that I don't feel bad.
God I must sound so cynical right now. He was my best friend, and I loved him like a brother, and I cant shed a single tear on his behalf. All I can keep thinking about is myself, and how he screwed me over.
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Doctor: I believe a mister Aiden Dennison
Spencer: ...oh
Paula: Such a terrible tragedy, may I ask how did this happen?
Doctor: Both of them and another young man that we have yet to identify, were shot. Except for Aiden, some one took extra care of torturing the poor boy. We tried to revive him, but he died in the ambulance.
Spencer: Who would torture him?
Doctor: Not sure but it looks as if they had their own personal agenda against the him.
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All I know is that he messed with a lot of people, I know that he had his really sweet moments, but he had equally dark ones. There is a large list of people who would live for this kind of stuff. All this is definitely taking my appetite away not to mention giving me a migraine.
I can almost tell what Spencer is thinking, its clearly written on her face. Two words, Aiden and murder. When I said earlier that this would not be pretty it was the biggest understatement of the century. This really will be one long night, at least her brother is okay though. I know I hate the prick but he does share her DNA so there might be some good in him yet.
Paula is on a psychotic somehow I'll blame Ashley cause she is a sinning piece or shit mood. She is so overworked that she said that for all she cared Spencer could go get shot with me. I don't know why she is mad at Spencer, I mean come on what did she do except date me again? Well I guess that's the problem.
I drive Spencer to my house upon Arthur's request, I take her into my room and just let her cry out her frustrations. I cuddled next to her and soon fell asleep, at that moment I hear a voice that oddly sounds like Aiden. Oh well I'll deal with that later.
A/N: Well there you go Aiden is dead. Oh and maybe it was with a chainsaw... you know who you are. And that Aiden voice at the end...hmmm anybody up for a Aiden haunting?