There was no where to go, he was surrounded on all sides the only thing remaining to him was his gun on his hip and he couldn't reach that without being shot first. The restaurant patrons had fled screaming, unimpeded by the Germans facing him. Nathaniel growled softly internally cursing lady luck who had at last deserted him. He was done for and he knew it. On Christmas eve too. That was gonna be one hell of a Christmas special for Amelia, his heart lurched and his throat tightened up at the thought of giving her up and he shed a single tear for the time they could have, should have had.
The German directly opposite Nathaniel grinned, levelled his gun at his chest and fired.
For a moment everything was crystal sharp, his senses heightened, his heart beating so fast. As if his whole system was trying to cram the rest of his life into a few more seconds. Then the room blurred from the edges in and faded. Although Nathaniel wasn't sure if that was tears or his incoming loss o