*Distressed laughter* Haha...ha.....hahaha! WHaT hAvE I dONe?!?! *hides in a corner to think about what I've done..*

Warning: This chapter will be intense and graphic. Proceed with caution!

Cain's POV

I sat there on in a recliner, staring at James as he lie motionless in a hospital bed. A coma. *scoffs* A coma...A coma! I- I straggled, then but a 10 year old kid in a coma! H-How did it come to this? How did I become....this?! I went from A man with a wife and son, and a home. To a mentally ill thief, and liar, and....a child abuser. When I started all this, I knew it was wrong, but I kept doing it, trying to convince myself that it was all in the name of helping my family. But of course I knew. I've always known. But after I went to prison, I forgot about the difference between wrong and right. Now look were it got me...

*several days later*

This time I was sitting on the couch at "home." Though, it's never felt like a home. It's more like a box. A place where I can hide from the world, hide everything I've done, all my mistakes, then lock and throw away the key. That's all I'm doing in here: hiding.....sitting....thinking. That's all I've done for days now. But I can't bring myself to do anything else, good nor bad. But my thoughts were cut off...by the sound of a car? No one comes down this road.

Oh....shoot...

*That* is a police siren....several...police sirens. I let out a defeated, empty sigh, and slowly walked into the kitchen. I opened the cabinet to my right, and saw the pistol just lying there, waiting for me. I slowly grabbed the loaded weapon and pulled it out of the cabinet. And as I held it in my hand, staring at it, listening to the sirens grow louder, I weakly smiled. Heh...never thought this day would come. I heard the tires pull into my driveway as I took a deep breath and held my chin up high. "Cain Thawne, if you don't give yourself up immediately, we will enter by force! You have 5 seconds!" One of the officers from outside my front door warned. I didn't know why, but my heart was racing. I've prepared myself for it, I'm at peace with it...and yet I can still hear my rhythmic heartbeat echoing in my ears. I walked to my front door as the officer counted "1...2...3--" as if he were a parent threatening their kids. Everything just kinda slowed in that moment. Time had stopped, and I found myself staring blankly at the doorknob for what felt like a 100 years. M-Maybe...? No...nothing can make sense of all these things I've done. Nothing will be enough, no punishment is enough. There's no redemption for me. "--4...5!"

I swiftly turned the handle, facing the officers, facing my sins head on. I held my hands up high, with my gun still in my right hand. Though, I saw something I did not expect. The Porter family was only 30 feet away from me: James, Analiese, Lukas, Jesse. The Taber family was there too, at least most of it. I wonder where little Delancey is? However, maybe it's best that she's not here to see this. "Thawne, put the gun down!" The officer ordered. I lightly smiled, and realized that if I wanted to say something then now would be the time. "James...? I know--...I know I shouldn't be asking you this, but--"

"Don't talk to my son." Jesse said in a stern voice.

"Yes?" James asked, disobeying his mothers wishes. Heh...amazing. Even at such a young age, he's a better man now than I've ever been...

"...I know I don't deserve this, but...can you find my son and tell him that his Dad is sorry? That he made a mistake, and that for the last 14 years all he's ever wanted to do was go back and fix it?--"

"I said put the gun down, Thawne!"

"--That more than anything he just wished that he could've watched him grow up, teach him be a man. And that he should've been a better husband to his mother?--"

James stared at me with wide eyes as Jesse held him close to her, restraining him from coming towards me. He blinked a few times before ripping through his mother's grasp and coming a few steps toward me. "James--" Lukas cut off after Jess had gripped his arm.

*stammers* "W-Will you do that for m-me, J-James...?" I stuttered, trying to steady my voice as tears quickly started to flowed. I struggled to smile as my body shook in fear, and my heart beat quickened, faster and faster it went. Until I heard the brave, smart, and brilliant boy say something I never thought I'd hear from him.

"I will.....and I forgive you."

After hearing that, I was crying so hard that I couldn't form words or a smile. Both sadness and relief washed over me in a way I never thought possible. "Cain Thawne, you are under arrest for the kidnapping and physical abuse of James and Analise Porter. You have the right to remain sile--" I raised the pistol closer to my head.

"Oh my gosh..." James whispered to himself as realization struck him. "NO!" James sprinted towards me, trying to stop me. He tried to push through the police officers, grabbing, kicking, shoving, trying to get past them with all his might.
His blue and panic filled eyes were glossed with wet tears. Though I didn't understand how or why he cared for my wellbeing after what I'd done, it felt nice to know that at least someone cared even a small amount, though I didn't deserve it. I raised the pistol higher while getting lost in the little boy's eyes, smiling as tears continued to flow down my face. No...that little boy you see there? He's more of a man out every police officer standing before me, more than the heroes that risked their lives time, and time again. And my last wish on this earth, is that he grows to be a remarkable man: braver, smarter, happier, kinder, stronger, than he already is now. I want him to be the man that I had always hoped to help my own son become--the man that I never was in the first place...

I raised my pistol one final time, now completely against the side of my head. I smiled...

"Thank you..." I said through my shuttered breath. James eyes grew wide as shock and panic consumed his body, as I closed my eyes one last time. "WAIT!!" James screamed. I pulled the trigger...

--third person--

James screamed at the top of his lungs in horror. But it was no use, as Cain had pulled the trigger, a smile on his lips. Analiese let out a horrible scream before burying her face into her mom's coat, not wanting to see the horror that was before her. The sound of the gunshot had brought everyone to a devastating silence. James fell to his knees, paralyzed, and staring.

And Cain's cold and lifeless body fell to the ground, blood emerging from his head, and splattered across the grass like paint...

...Eliminated...