Jagan: Crow's BackMature

I was pacing back and forth outside the hospital, "Man, how much longer can I take this job? I mean...all the people I love are being shot at and almost killed." I mumbled to myself. I sighed.

"Hey Jagan." I heard a voice say. I turned around to meet eye to eye with the most unexpected thing that could have been there. Scarecrow.

"You're okay!" I threw my arms around him and hugged him, you know, a manly hug.

He gently pushed me off of him, "Jagan I have three things I want to say to you."

"Okay." I said, feeling nervous.

"Number one, I wanted to thank you. I did need to talk." he said, trying to stay professional, "I was being arrogant towards my feelings and ignorant of my feelings."

I smiled, "Thanks. For saying thank you. I needed that."

His smile disappeared from sight.

Suddenly Scarecrow had his fist in my face so hard and fast that it sent me off my feet and to the ground.

"WHAT WAS THAT?!" I yelled, holding my face.

"Number two, thanks a lot for giving me the most horror filled moments of my life!"

I took a deep breath, "ouch."

"Number three, thanks."

"For what?"

"About Bethany, you make her happy. And, I've never seen her so happy." his smile suddenly reappeared, "Oh, and you were right."

"About what?"

"When you said that one of the things that was bothering me, was that all I could think about was Dani, and how sexy she looked."

"And how much you wanted to-"

"Yeah, that was true too." he said, and I'm pretty sure I could see him blushing.

"So what now?" I asked, trying not to laugh my head off.

"We got four hours."

"Till what?"

"Till it's time to save the President."

My mouth dropped open, "Holy crap."

"What? You scared?" he joked, punching my shoulder. Not lightly, but not really hard.

"No. Nervous, but not scared. Nervous for the safety of the President and his daughter."


"So we should probably get ready for the battle ahead, huh?"

"Yeah." Crow said.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound and we turned around to see my car up in the air in flames. It hit the ground right in front of us.

"OH CRAP!" I yelled. We both spun around and started to run just as it exploded again, sending us off our feet and to the ground.

"NOT AGAIN!" I screamed angrily, "I JUST GOT THAT CAR!"

"No time for that Jagan!" Steve said, practically dragging me into the hospital.

"EVERY TIME!" I yelled in such anger that it was almost sadness.

The End

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