It'd only been a week since Jamie made Sam as a cop, captured him and tortured him before Andy with the help of others at the Station figured out where he was. He'd been alive, he'd been safe.
Both of them had been suspended from work until further notice. Oliver had called a few days later to say he didn't think it'd be more than a few weeks before both of them could be back on the job as long as they behaved themselves.
But none of that mattered now. Nothing mattered now.
A few hours ago Andy had been enjoying her free time, hanging out with Sam, watching T.V,cooking, cleaning whatever kept her from going stir crazy already, but Sam kept her calm. Sam was her main sorce of distraction, and boy was it sweet.
But not now. Lying here feeling death reach out and grip her she begged for it. She wanted to die. The only thing that kept her hanging on, was Sam. His last words to her this morning, before he left for his morning run. His eyes melting into her as his lips pecked her cheek and he whispered "Andy I really do love you." into her ear before he was off. Probably the last time she'd ever see him. But his face, it was her only thread of hope. He'd find her. She'd be dead by the time he did but he would. Sam wouldn't give up. One of Jamie's buddies had heard about the arrest, had figured out how Andy was connected, and was getting his revenge for Jamie, who'd be locked away for the rest of his life. And Andy was the target of great pain. He'd managed to break into her apartment early that morning, one blow to the head and she was out like a light. Andy knew that he was going to kill her, but he was going to do it slowly. So she suffered.
He leaned down, his alcohol scented breath blew in her face. Her eyes were shut but she could feel his evil grin as he cut another deep gash into her shoulder. She whimpered, her voice almost gone. Blood dripped from the numerous slashes in her arms and torso. The deepest one in her stomach. She heard him stand and along with it came a harsh kick to the wound. She screamed, rolling over onto her side, as pain exploded from every angle and took over all conscious thought, black seeping into her vision as she vomited blood.
She lay there for a few more moments, wondering if this really was it. If after all she'd been through in the past 2 years if this would be how she was brought down. She'd been shot at, almost killed in a storage locker, gotten engaged, cheated on, and fell in love. And this drunken man would bring all of it to an end. The worst part? There was absolutely nothing Andy could do. She'd lost to much blood to fight back. Her body slowly shutting down. Andy felt so weak, so broken...
Andy breaths were becoming shorter, air becoming harder to inhale. But just as she thought it really would come to an end, that her heart would finally stop pumping, her being come to a close she heard gunfire. And just before she blacked out completely she watched as her captor was shot down and Sam came running towards her crumbled body. Only to find out it was too late.\
Authors Note: Hey! So kind of short chapter, but pretty dramatic, right? This idea popped into my head last night and I just need to get it out! 3 So I really hope you like it! And just an FYI read on because there's still some hope for Andy...REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! 3