(3rd person)
Jason looked at Lizzey.
"It's fine, who cares? No one has been up here for months now." Lizzey was still worried. She was afraid that someone still owned the land.

Jason jumped the fence and walked around. He was reading the head stones.

"Hey!" A man with a low voice shouted to Jason.
"What are you doing here!? This is private property!" The man was older, he had grayish hair and little to no muscle on him. He was pointing a gun to Jason. Lizzey stood up and tried to jump the fence, but Jason signalled for her to stay down.

"Its okay baby. Hey sir. We were just checking out the graves here..." His hands were up to clam him down.
"...we weren't going to do anything else. Okay man?"
He put his out to shake hands with. The old man just looked at him with deathly eyes.
"You've got five seconds to leave. Or else I pull the trigger!" Jason tried to run, but kept stumbling on his feet.
"5...4...3...2..." Jason was facing away from him. He yelled to Lizzey,"Don't look baby..." Lizzey turned. Bang, bang! Tears gathered in her eyes. She jumped up and found Jason bleeding to death.
"Jason! No!" she ran to him. She grabbed the back of his head. His hair was clumped up from blood. His back, was bleeding.
"No...nononono!" She wept on his chest.
"You can't leave! No! Baby! What about Taylor? Come, daddy's little girl baby. Please...please.."

Jason had coughed and grabbed the back.of Lizzey's head and kissed her. He pulled back and whispered,"I love you...I really do love you baby."
"NO! NOOOOO!"
That was it. Jason was gone. He wouldn't see Taylor grow up, wouldn't see Lizzey get old with him, He couldn't live his plan, his plan for the next day was to purpose to Lizzey. Now, he couldn't anything.