Author's note: This is my first Flashpoint Fanfiction. As indicated by the title, it's a continuation of the episode Follow the Leader. I hope you like it. Sorry if I'm long winded at times.

Italics are either dialogue direct from the episode, thoughts or talk over the headsets.

Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters, just borrowing.

Warnings: Not beta-ed. Apologies for all the grammar and spelling mistakes.

There are racial issues in this story, mainly with the Chinese. I am Chinese myself, hence, not racist.

"He left you to die Trent, but your brother, he's right here. He's not going anywhere! He told me that he made you a promise." Sam knew he had to continue on this path. His brother, Danny, was the only way through to this boy.

Immigration Building

"I'm staying right here." Danny called out and Sam had know doubt that he would be right there with him if the boss wasn't holding him back.

"40 seconds." Jules continued giving him everyone the time. She wished Sam hadn't gotten so close to the bomb, but then, if she were doing the negotiation, she would be doing the same thing. The subject needed to know that you were on their side and this was one way to do it. To show them you were sincere. "30 seconds. Come on, come on." Sam sure was cutting it close.

"Boss, we gotta fall back. Now, now…" Spike had arrived. He knew the blast radius and they need to get behind a wall for protection. Greg started pulling the struggling brother back.

"Alright, we're done here, Sam." Jules ordered, as she backed away.

"We're out of time!" Spike yelled out, trying to ram it home that they had to get to a safe distance.

"I'm staying with you!" Danny couldn't fight the hands pushing him back so he made one last call to his brother, telling him that he would always be there for him.

"Sam, you gotta get out of there!" Spike called to him while looking at his watch.

"Come on, Sam! Sam! Sam, you did everything you could, you pull back now! Now, Sam!" If Jules wasn't scared for Sam's life before she was now, because Sam still wasn't moving back.

"10 seconds!" Spike started the countdown.

"Sam."

Sam could hear Jules voice calling out to him. He could hear how worried she was even through her firm orders, but Sam couldn't let this boy die. He couldn't get through to Darren Kovacs and he hasn't tried talking anybody down since then. It was usually the boss's job or Jules, heck, even Ed and Wordy, but it was rarely his job, but he insisted on talking to Kovacs and he took the lead today. He couldn't let another subject die because of his own shortcomings. "Your brother needs you too." Sam tried one last time. He could see that he was getting through to the boy, but not fast enough.

"Sam, 7, 6…" Sam didn't want to leave him.

"Sam! Now, come on!" Jules again. I'm sorry, Jules, but I can't let another one slip away. Sam held his hand out to Trent and waited. "Sam!" Finally, Trent gently lowered the bag on the ground and ran towards him. Sam stepped forward and grabbed him by the shirt, pulling him in front of him and pushing him ahead of him self. Sam knew he couldn't get to safety in time but he prayed that he could at least protect Trent from most of the blast.

"4, 3, 2!" Spike covered his head, waiting for the blow. Sam, you stupid son of a bitch! He thought when the explosion caused the whole building to shake and debris fly everywhere.

Sam made sure the boy was directly in front of him when the bomb went off. He was thrown forward and into oblivion.