Terror in turns
Chapter 1

Author's notes: Just wanted to say this story is for xKelbix She's such an AMAZING person and this was all her Idea. This story is set at the end of series 7 at the prom. It's a Michael and Sian (Or should I say Jane) Fanfict and I will probably do another one staring Linda as well even though she wasn't in the end of series 7 also I don't know if Nicki was at the prom but I'm adding her in anyway (Just for the fun of it)

Also I know nothing about first aid, the only thing I watch which is anything close to that stuff is casualty and I don't really pay that much attention

Michael could see the crossbow, it was in the hands of someone so dangerous...so evil and he could tell that the evil person was going to do a shoicking and horrid thing, a thing that would change both their lives. The arrow was now flying throught the air at an incredible speed towards Finn. Michael's heart was beating rapidly. He couldn't just stand there and let a pupil of his die, he had to do something.

CRASH

His body hit the floor and blood was spouting from his wound. He could hear Sian faintly calling his name "Michael...Michael." She rushed over to him crying, her "boyfriend", the person she gave up her married life for was drifting away. "MIchal...Michael, stay with me baby...please." she pleaded. "Someone help." She screamed hoping that somebody would put a hand on her shoulder and reasure her that everything would be ok. Nicki did just that, she told Matt to phone an ambulance and then knelt beside Sian putting a hand on her shoulder, in a friendly way, and said calmly "Shush...It's going to be OK...Michael's going to be fine." Everybody wondered how Nicki could stay calm when everone else was watching on in horror, maybe it was because of her army days, maybe it was because she was brought up like this, Brought up to be calm in stressful situations.

Janeece who after a couple of minutes of watching in horror remembered how to use her brain, if she had one, went to get some dishtowels and a first aid kit out of the kitchen, she then came back with them both. "Excuse me...excuse me." she shouted making her way through the crowd. Nicki took the towels and the first aid kit of Janeece, she dropped the kit onto the floor, wrapped the towel round her hand and pushed down with force on Michael's wound trying to stem the bleeding. She wasn't that far into her first aid course and didn't know if there was anything she could do for an arrow wound, she knew she couldn't take it out because that would cause more harm than good, so she left it. She knew how to bandage you up if you had burned yourself or if you got glass in your hand, like Josh had, she knew how to take it out but she never had a arrow wound before this was the first time she had ever seen one.

While everybody was standing around Michael shocked at what they had just saw, the events that had just unfolded infront of them, none of them noticed that Kyle (who had thought he "Won") slipping away behind the scenery. He was nearly at the door but what he hadn't noticed was that Tom could see him with the crossbow in his hands. Tom knew that Kyle was dangerous but didn't care anyway, Kyle had used his last and only arrow he had brought with him. So Tom used his instincts and force to tackle Kyle to the ground, the crossbow flying across the floor away from both of them. Tom them grabbed Kyle by the arms and pulled him up, shoving him against the wall he said "Now that was a very stupid thing to do...wasn't it. You'll be going away for a very long time." Kyle just sneared, he knew he was going away for a long time but he didn't care. He would get away from all the gang culture, all the death threats and back to the real friends he had made in prison.

Sirens could be heard in the distance, but they were getting nearer and nearer. Matt who had phoned them ran out to the front lobby to wait on them and it wasn't long till thay turned up. The ambulance crew came in first followed by the police. The police made there way over to Tom who still had Kyle up against the wall. "We'll take it from here." one of the policemen said to Tom. Tom happily passed him over and made his way over to Nicki who was watching Michael get taken away to the hospital in a stretcher, with Sian beside him.

"You were a real hero out there, doing all that stuff with the towel." Tom said to Nicki congratulating her. "We learned it in the army, it's just to try and slow down the bleeding but it's you who was the real hero, you were the one who noticed Kyle slipping out the back door and even with a crossbow in his hand you tackled him." "All part of the job." he replied. They both laughed. He put his hand on her arm and she looked down and smiled, it wasn't because she felt uncomfortable it was because that this was the first time any one congratulated her or got close to her in a while. With Tom as her friend she surprisingly felt safe, loved even, there was just something about him that saved her from being alone. She looked up, her hand covering her face as she blushed. "Thanks." she told him. "No bother but you better get cleaned up, Michael's blood all over your dress is not a good look." "Yeah I better." Nicki said looking down at her blood stained dress, the one that she blew most of her holiday money on. She only wore a dress tonight to show of her curves and boobs to Tom. Eventhough they had only know each other for a coupke of months she felt that there was something between them and she knew that he felt it too. "Em...after I get changed can you run me over to the hospital to see Michael, it's just I walked to school today and I dont want to walk to the hospital in the dark...you dont know who's crawling round these estates." "Yeah I will but why are you going." he asked her confused, Michael was only her boss and they weren't exactly the best of friends. "Well it wouldn't be very gentleman-ish of me saving his life and him not thanking me...would it." she joked. "But anyway I'm away to get changed, I'll meet you back here about 10." "Yeah I'll see you back here in 10." Tom said as Nicki turned away to the direction of the toilet leaving Tom to clean up the mess that the kids had made.