Erik Tarasovich V

"Do you trust me?" Sam asks Levi, aiming the revolver to the blonde's forehead. She walked closer to him, and the two stood just at arm's length.

Levi looked back at the redhead, there was that same certainty in her eyes. The confidence in them he found astounding, but at the back of his head was doubt. He could play this game if it was his hand in the trigger and his head on the opposite end of the gun.

But does he trust her enough to allow her to pull the trigger? He opened his mouth pausing for a moment, "Yes." he answers.

Sam sighs, removing the gun away from his forehead. "You paused. We both know what that means," she says.

Then she takes the gun to her temple, Levi recognizes that same look in her eyes, and before he could say anything, she pulls.

His body moved to reach for its barrel, pushing it upwards, but he came too late and he trembled at the sound the gun made.