Instinctively, Reid unloaded the gun's magazine, then let the useless weapon fall on the ground far from the UnSub. If Reid needed a gun, he had his own.
Then he ran to Rossi, kneeling by him and pressing his hand over Rossi's on his abdomen, putting pressure on the wound even though blood kept leaking through his fingers. His throat was tight, his heart pounding--no, no, no, Rossi couldn't die like this. No. No!
"Stay with me, Rossi," Reid said, struggling to maintain some semblance of calm as he took out his cellphone, dialing 911 to call for an ambulance.
"911, what's your emergency?"
Rossi's blood smeared on his phone and his cheek, but he hardly noticed. He quickly told the operator to send an ambulance--there had been a break-in and he had one federal agent down with two stab wounds and a man down with a gunshot. He hung up then, dropping the phone so he could press both hands on Rossi's abdomen.
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Then he ran to Rossi, kneeling by him and pressing his hand over Rossi's on his abdomen, putting pressure on the wound even though blood kept leaking through his fingers. His throat was tight, his heart pounding--no, no, no, Rossi couldn't die like this. No. No!
"Stay with me, Rossi," Reid said, struggling to maintain some semblance of calm as he took out his cellphone, dialing 911 to call for an ambulance.
"911, what's your emergency?"
Rossi's blood smeared on his phone and his cheek, but he hardly noticed. He quickly told the operator to send an ambulance--there had been a break-in and he had one federal agent down with two stab wounds and a man down with a gunshot. He hung up then, dropping the phone so he could press both hands on Rossi's abdomen.
"Talk to me, Rossi."