Body Of Proof

Most times Derek was too busy living to think about death.

But like everyone else, even if the majority would not admit to it. He thought about his demise every once in a while.

Not in a suicidal way, but just imagining what he hoped his end would be like. Derek had always prayed that he would have a peaceful death. Getting to say goodbye to his loved ones and then passing away in his sleep. That was the dream for a lot of people.

And if a peaceful death in his own bed was not in the cards for him. Derek had at least hoped for something swift and painless. A type of death that would be over before he even knew what was happening. Those were the kinds of endings that Derek had always thought of.

But never in a million years had he thought that his death would be at the hands of his uncle. But it seemed that that would be the case for him. As he drove behind Emily, his uncle next to him pointing his gun at Derek.