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Saoirse fear turned to horror as she saw her visitor collapsed in front of her. She rushed over to his side and kneeled beside him. She immediately turned him on his back and placed her head on his chest, checking to see what caused him to collapse. After a few moments of searching and finding nothing wrong, she sighed in relief. 

It was then that she noticed the gun that had fell from his pocket as he collapsed. She could hear her own heart beat ringing in her ears. "I-i see... So that's why you came here... You came to kill me..." She murmered. She wanted to run yet instead she decided to stay and help him instead. She picked up the pistol in one hand and in the other she slung his arm over her shoulder and carried him to her bed, where she gently layed him down. She looked down at the pistol in her hand, then placed it on the nightstand next to the bed. Saoirse covered him in her comforter then kneeled down beside him and watched as he sleeps for a bit. Hesitantly, she caressed his cheek, then she herself ended up falling asleep, kneeling beside him. When he woke up, she would be there, waiting patiently beside him. Then he would have a choice to make; kill her or let her live.