Last Breath - Drabble Challenge

[silversong]

Last Breath

Note: I don't own Gundam Wing
In response to raine yuy's Drabble challenge.
Word Count: 100


In.
Mind numbing pain.
She would have laughed, could she find the strength. An assassin, after all their careful planning.
Pain.
Darkness, although her eyes are open wide.
She can hear people running, familiar voices yelling. "She's losing too much blood! Get that ambulance here NOW!"
Something warm and wet - blood. Her own. Seeping through her jacket, pooling around her...
She can feel herself fading, going...dying. She feels no sorrow.
Out.
Stillness. Relief from sensation.
And then light, cool and sweet. A familiar, long-lost and long-missed silhouette. The light scent of freshly cut roses wafts by.
"Lady?"
"Treize?"

~End.