Knock, knock, knock.

"Tom?"

I open the door but Tom isn't there only more police.

"Have you found my son?"

"Ms. Gun, we need to come in and talk?"

I let them in and three police officers come in after him.

"What's this about?"

"Please, let's sit."

Sit or stand it doesn't matter to me! have you found my fucking SON! No, I can't say that.

We sit down on the couch and he finally begins to speak.

"We have located your son."

"You have! Where is he? Is he alright? What the hell are we doing here then?"

I go to stand up but he grabs my arm to stop me. I sit back down and he lets go.

"It looks like he's headed here."

"He is how soon will--"

"Ms. Gun! We believe he has killed people. Including an officer."

"What why would he--"

"We need your permission to protect you, please. He is a danger to everyone right now, including himself. If we can secure this area we will have a better chance of capturing him...Alive"

"You're trying to kill him?"

"No, I don't want to. That's why you need to let us secure this area before he gets here. So no one else gets hurt."

"Do whatever you need but don't you hurt my boy. He's been through so much! He's delicate."

"Of course, we will do our best." The police officer reaches on his shoulder to his radio, "We have the go!"

Before I know it police start piling in from the front door. They start talking so fast that I can barely keep up.

"We all parked a block away so he shouldn't know we're here."

"Good, have some stay around the back and they need to be prepared to circle around the front once he has entered."

"Sir."

"Not now gunny, everybody we have already lost one officer today make sure it's the only one!"

"Sir!"

"What gunny!?"

"Another officer has been reported down and the perp has reportedly taken his car. At the rate he is traveling he should be here soon."

"God Dammit, everybody, get to your places. I want five people in here minimum. Cover each other's backs, we're not losing another today!"

Are they talking about Tom? It couldn't be, something isn't right. They have to have something mixed up. I have to call John. I pull out my phone and dial his number, he picks up instantly. "John it's me. Something is wrong with Tom. Police said they found him but they say he's killing people. Please, I know you were trying to tell me he needed help. I'm sorry I didn't listen, but I need your help now."

"Don't worry about it. I'll be there shortly and I'll take care of him. I promise."

"Thank you John--"

Oh, he already hung up. I hope he can get to him in time. For Tom's sake and mine. I don't know what I would do if something happened to him."

Sirens and the sound of cars speeding come from the distance, but they get so loud so fast. Oh my god was that a car crash. There's so much yelling. Gunshots? Are they trying to shoot my boy?

"Get down!"

"Ms. Gun get and stay low okay."

All the shooting stopped. Who's that yelling, it sounds terrifying?

"MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

I stand up, no one else would call me by that name. Even if the voice is different I know my son!

"TOM!"

A cop grabs me covering my mouth and pulls me back down, but not before I saw it. My boy standing in the doorway as the door flung open. He looks so sad, and he's covered in blood, just like his father. Can't they see he needs help? He's holding two guns! What happened to my son? Whoever did this to him, I swear I'll kill them!

I reach for my baby as I get pulled down. The cops all start rushing towards him.

Gunshots go off left and right until even with the gunshots everything seems quiet. There's screaming everywhere. Some cops rush in from the back door. I hear others yelling as they come in the front. The shots stop. I hear footsteps and then hear a gunshot, a few more than a gunshot. Peaking over the couch I see him. My beautiful boy who's all alone and hurt. I stand up and run towards