Nate squeezed her hand. "You're okay. We'll get our baby and be in and out in minutes,"

Dakota was breathing shakily as she nodded and moved toward the back door. She slightly cowered, instinct with the sense of her mother around. She heard a gun cock in the kitchen and she peeked into the window, barely missing her mother's piercing eyes as she duked down again

Nate whirled around, "whats wrong?" He whispered, not hearing the gun cock. (Maybe he gets shot? Not fatally obviously)

Dakota didn't answer, her peripheral vision barely catching the window sliding open. She reached for his arm but a shot rang out from the window, Hunter crying inside the house

The bullet hit Nate right in the shoulder. He staggered back, eyes wide before falling onto the ground.

"Nate!" She hissed, dropping beside him and her back shielding his body from the woman in the window. "....Kota?" The woman breathed, anger laced into her voice. "What do you want from me?" Dakota pleaded, her hand pressed to Nate's wound. "To talk....about things we have to settle." The woman growled, anger turning to fury. "Nate Nate Nate..." Dakota said, fear and pain dancing in her eyes

Nate was in something of a daze. He was shot... he just got shot... "Dakota... get our baby..." he whispered, hearing his baby's cries from inside the house. "Get Hunter, call for help... don't worry about me..."