[center][h1][color=f26522]Milo Ventri[/color][/h1][/center]

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	Milo sat down next to Paige, a hard an uncomfortable hospital chair, the events of the evening finally starting to catch up. he was tired, he had worked extra hours to try and get his projects done and now it was late. The sounds of the monitors and Paige seemingly dozing a bit just made him more painfully aware of how tired he was, but he wasn't going to sleep for as long as he could, as long as there was a need for him, he was going to be there, he had to, this was his fault, his problem, his mistake. What could he even do, everything he could think of only ends with him dead or in jail, kick in a courtroom door and blow Jackie away, hunt down his employers, it was all impossible for him. Milo watched all the people outside, for a moment, the idea of becoming a cop or something ran through his mind, but he probably needed other skills for that, an angry guy with a gun doesn't make the best officer.

	Siobhan sprinted into the room, she looked panicked worse than he did probably, a story behind that expression for sure. She started to make comments that started to piece things together for him, this girl wasn't a cop, just some girl, Milo's expression began to grow dark when she asked about hunting someone down, [color=f26522]"Sio, there isn't going to be any hunting."[/color] Milo nearly choked on the words his visible disgust of letting it go glaring bright, Sio already knew too much about his problems, and now understanding that she isn't even a cop only makes him feel worse, if she started to look into this, if she got targeted, she wouldn't be a [i]lucky[/i] as Paige, then an innocent girl would have been killed because of his stupidity.[color=f26522] "A guy from her previous case must have sent out a hit, tried to strangle her, but she shot him."[/color] Milo's voice was subdued, [color=f26522]"I... I'm gonna be right back. Keep her company for a bit."[/color] he said looking to Sio, he turned to Paige, [color=f26522]"I'll be just outside."[/color] He stood and grabbed his coat, before leaving the two of them.

	Milo stepped outside into the night air, Milo pulled out a pack of cigarettes, he took one out and tried to light it but his hands were shaking and he couldn't strike the lighter. After a few moments of trying he managed to strike it and lit the cigarette, a couple draws and he sat on a cold bench. He wanted to go back, before he had ever messed things up, maybe then he wouldn't be in this mess, and Paige would be fine... But then they would never have gotten this close, she would have been transferred still and he would be in Delta, how could something good like the time spent with Paige only been bought through his mistakes? Was it worth it, should he have just let her do her thing? That stubborn woman would have found a way to get attacked eventually though. Milo laughed a bit thinking about Paige managing to piss of some other crime boss just fine without his help, but it didn't last. He stood and flicked the filter away, he wasn't going to let go, not again, his mistakes bought this, and he wanted to make it worth it.

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