The Study of Resolution
By: M14Mouse
Summary: Sam made his own resolution this year. Not to kill his partner when he does crazy stuff like this.
Disclaimer: Don't own them.
Sam thought of a wonderful New Years' resolution for the coming year.
Try really hard not to kill his partner when he does crap like this. Sometimes, he thought G was trying to give him a heart attack. Honestly, didn't G know that is what kids are for?
No, because G doesn't have kids. If G ever did have them, oh, the payback will glorious and he would get to him mock forever.
But…he seriously doubted that G would have kids. First, he would have to be in relationship that wasn't a one night strand. He doesn't know if that girl would stick around long enough but he will see.
She seemed nice and the background check that he ran on her came out clean. So, it was a good start.
God, he was thinking about G's relationships at G's bedside. How in the world did he get to this point?
Oh, he knew why because he has been watching over G for last 9 days, 15 hours, and 59 minutes.
He had a lot of time to go over things like how many times G was trying to get himself killed.
Some were not his fault.
Drive by…not his fault.
Captured for the millionth times…okay, he was guilty of that too but still…it was half the situation and half of the crazy crap that G pulled during those missions.
Nearly getting turned into dust…a few times.
Bullets…a lot of times.
There is also anything that could possible poison G too and that included poisonous gas too. For a man that hated hospitals and needles, how many times did he go to one?
Right…too many times.
Oh, he shouldn't forget the sub thing.
He was still pissed about the sub thing.
He sighed as he watched his partner sleep.
He leaned over and folded fingers together. He bowed his head and prayed like he did a million times before. It's something that he has been doing since he got here. He prayed that G would wake up soon and he won't strangle him when he did. He prayed for G to understand that he is not alone. He prayed that this won't be the only way G gets 8 hour sleep. He prayed that G would stop taking apart his toaster every time he visited. On the same note, Michelle would stop laughing when he lectures G about it for the millionth time. He prayed that G won't another nightmare about this.
He prayed for himself…for forgiveness for being too slow…for not figuring out sooner…for leaving G alone in that room.
He prayed for his family and friends…so, they could protect from the darkness from the world and themselves.
He prayed to be strong, to be faster, to be smarter or just be there on time.
He prayed for strength and resolution.
"Agent?" A voice said to snapped from his thoughts.
He looked up to see a nurse standing there with a clipboard.
"Visitor hours are over," The nurse said.
He sighed as he got up from his chair.
"Seeya tomorrow, G. Don't do anything stupid while I'm away," He said with a grin.
Like wake up while he was gone.
-NCISLA-
For 4 days, 10 hours, 6 minutes later, G woke up.
After the relief and conversation, G looked at him strangely.
"What's it, G?" He asked.
"I have a new resolution."
"What is that?"
"No more hospitals."
"Ten bucks said that you can't last a month without getting yourself here."
G gave him a look and he couldn't help but laugh.
God, he missed his partner.
End.
A/N: So, Sam stolen New Years…XD I blame the episode. Read and Review if you wish