[b]He slowly takes the gun out of her hands and sets it down, before gently sitting her down and sitting next to her[/b]

"Why did I have to be born like this?....."

[b]He hesitates[/b] "Because every now and then the universe needs someone to give things a little push. It also needs someone beautiful every now and then. In my dictionary, you are both of those things." [b]He smiles at you, rubbing your back, and stands up, holding out his hand[/b] "Now lets get you home."

"Thank you...." [b]Astrid's bullet wounds have stopped bleeding but gray blood has soaked her shirt, she begins to walk back to her shop[/b]