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Once his brother guides them to the table where his son lies, lifeless and distant, Larry holds onto Ally tightly, unprepared for what he was about to see. When Ron pulls the sheet back and he sees Julian’s pale features, and peaceful face, Larry’s arm moves around his wife in order to ground himself. Larry reaches for his son, stroking the hair out of his face.

The fresh wave of tears threaten to overwhelm him, but he forces himself to remain upright, his hand shaking as he continues to run his fingers through the boy’s hair. At Ally’s words, he shakes his head and stifles a sob. “Our son..” His voice is weak and strained and he leans over Ally bringing his lips to Julian’s forehead.

       Ally remains where she was, eyes clenched tight, as she wishes the nightmare they were currently living in to go away. She wanted more than anything for Julian to open his eyes and laugh, before telling them that they were being silly. Though that wasn’t going to happen, this was the finality of the situation. Julian had been shot, and it was far too much for his body to withstand, therefore ripping the young child from their arms long before he should have been.

She heard crying, a broken stream of emotion filled the room, and for a moment she didn’t know where it was coming from. Though as her body begins shaking the blonde soon realizes that she had fallen apart. There was no strength left in her to hold it back any longer, and so she wept. Rob had stepped completely away from the table at that point, granting the two of them space.