Date: 2016-05-12 07:45 am (UTC)
davin: (wet and wary)
From: [personal profile] davin
It's Davin's fault.

He isn't expecting the gun, and when she pulls it out and points it at them, he freezes. He thinks of Roman and how he kept Davin sitting in cold water for days, how he pointed that gun in his face and hit him with it so many times. He freezes for just a moment before he throws his hand out.

With a burst of bright light, the gun goes flying out of her hand. But it's too late. It isn't the gun that he should have focused on. He should have used his powers to stop the bullet heading right for James.

But he doesn't make it in time, and the bullet sinks into James' chest. Davin lets out a shout and lunges forward to catch James before he hits the ground. Morrigan laughs, and Davin feels white hot rage.

"Ya shouldn't have done that," he grits out, whipping his hand out and sending a burst of power at the witch. It hits her hard and sends her flying across the room, and Davin clenches his jaw when she hits wooden support beam and falls to the ground, unconscious.

"Jamesy," Davin says, turning his attention back to James, who he holds cradled in his lap. He reaches up and touches James' cheek, eyes full of tears. "It's okay, Jamesy. It's not that bad, aye? It's not that bad."
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