For Me:
A/N: Hi! This is an original that I'm still working on. It's going to be long. Just a heads up. You can tell I'm a serious Sam girl. He's just so hot when he's hurt! Review if you agree with me. :) Thanks for reading!
Chapter 1:
"Get me the freakin' car Parker!" Lucas yells into the pharmacy phone. "You're almost outta time 'fore he dies. You hear me? I'll show you! Don't take me serious now, just you wait. Just you wait." He shouts into the phone and hauls Sam to his feet grinding the gun to the officer's head.
When Lucas feels his hostage's reluctance to stand, he smacks the officer in the head with his gun. Sam almost immediately crumples to the ground, blood seeping onto the floor from the fresh wound. He lies dazed on the floor; the room spinning rapidly around him.
"Dude! What are you doing?" Justin yells appalled by Lucas' actions. "We can't keep doin' this! Look, you can keep that guy for now but you gotta let him go man. He's gonna die." He says motioning to the other SRU officer lying inert on the floor with two of Lucas' bullets lodged in his abdomen.
"No! No one's leaving until I get the car and the money!" Lucas shouts angrily, sweeping his gun over to the other hostages. They automatically start to scream or whimper depending on what type of person they are.
He turns back around and kicks Sam full force underneath the jaw. Not only does Sam's head snap back, but the force sends him sliding across the floor completely unconscious. The sound of a shrill phone call is all that can be heard in the silent pharmacy; until Lucas aims his gun and pulls the trigger.
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"Tough day huh, Sam?" Jules asks as her boyfriend as her wakes.
"Huh?" He asks slightly confused staring up at Jules. "You're telling me about it."
Sam hasn't been feeling the greatest for the past two days. This morning he threw up in Jules' bathroom at home but convinced her that it was nothing. Sam isn't fond of lying to her, but he just can't stay at her house all day. It's probably just a cold or something. He is certain by now he looks like crap 'cause he sure feels like it. Running nearly two miles to catch a subject to then find that he isn't even the right subject is torture. Toronto PD still needed him for another case but it was still disheartening. It does not help that Ed has been looking at him strangely the whole seven hour shift. Yes, they had been ready for duty at noon. It's now 7:00 pm and he still has to talk to Sarge and explain why he didn't tell him that he is sick. Explaining how he managed to slip unconscious when carting the runaway subject to Parker will be more difficult.
Boss had noticed that something had been wrong with Sam for the past few days. He is suspicious that Sam has been so sick that he doesn't even know how sick he is. He did not want Sam to chase that subject, but he took off faster than Ed could have anyway. What has really been bothering the Sargent though is how Sam lost consciousness today.
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A/N: Yeah, I know it's a really short chapter. Please Read and Review. Thanks.