The Break Up
Historian's note: This story takes place immediately after the events in Zero Option
Frank pulled the car into his driveway and sighed in relief he was home at last. He tossed his guns in the glove compartment, locked it, and went inside not at all surprised to find no one waiting up for him since he hadn't called to tell his wife that the bank job was finally finished. He went upstairs and crept into his son's room trying to be as quiet as he could he didn't want Andrew to start crying which would end up waking up his mother. He leaned down and kissed the little one then headed to his own room to find her asleep hugging his pillow to her chest.
She stirred as he sat down on the end of the bed to take off his boots and gave him a sleepy smile. "Hi."
"Go back to sleep I'll be in in a minute."
She released her hold on his pillow and yawned. "How'd everything go today?"
"Fine."
She crawled out from under the covers to sit behind him placing her hands on his shoulders. "Just fine huh? That's not what I heard."
"Sam."
"Frank come on I can feel you're all tensed up so it must've been one hell of a day so what happened?" She started massaging his shoulders. "Tell me."
He closed his eyes and remembered what he'd said to Colin Wilkes earlier as he held Colin's girlfriend, "She's the break from your life. How rare is it to find someone that affects you like this?" He knew exactly how rare it was he was forunate to have found it for himself.
She frowned. "You didn't fall asleep did you?"
He leaned against her. "No but all I really want to do is curl up with my wife and get some sleep till our son wakes us up."
She sighed. "All right you win but we're talking about this later."
He got into bed beside her and wrapped his arms around her. "What ever you say honey." As he drifted off to sleep he thought about the time he'd almost lost this, lost her before they'd even begun to understand that they both loved one another.
FBI Headquarters-6 1/2 years ago
Frank walked into the main area and tapped on the desk of one of the women out there.
The woman looked up from her computer and sighed. "Yes Frank she's here she got back this morning."
He grinned. "She's in her office?"
"Yes but," she grabbed his arm before he could head in that direction, "I wouldn't go in there right now."
His grin disappeared. "Why not?"
"Some of the assignments she goes on are more stressful then others and she needs a little time to herself. If you care for her as much as I think you do leave her alone for awhile I'll let her know you stopped in yet again to look for her."
He allowed himself to be turned around and headed back the way he had come.
She waited till he was out of sight before heading for the office she had steered him away from.
Sam closed the file on her desk and blew her nose cringing when she touched her jaw. The log that Raul Vega had hit her with had hurt like hell but it hadn't been enough to stop her from completing her task Vega was dead and his three small children were orphans all thanks to her. She wiped her eyes as her door opened. "Hi Helen."
Helen looked the younger woman over her jaw was swollen and turning black and blue things couldn't of gone well at all. "How are you doing?"
Sam forced a friendly smile onto her face. "Fine."
"He was here again."
"He who?"
"Frank, tall, good looking, you know your boyfriend."
She slid the file into her desk drawer and slammed it shut avoiding Helen's gaze. "He's not my boyfriend."
"Then what is he exactly?"
"I don't know I just." She noticed her hands were trembling and cursed herself for it.When it came to Frank Donovan she was always nervous his mere touch caused shivers to run down her spine and his presence in a room made everything seem brighter. She shook her head as the thought accorded to her maybe this is what love was supposed to feel like. "I really don't want to talk about him."
"Sam when it comes to Frank what do you want? I promise I won't tell another soul."
"I want," him to hold me in his arms and never let me go, to be with him forever, him to tell me everything is going to be okay even when we both know it isn't, "to be left alone."
Helen sighed and left the office.
Sam glanced at her watch and stood up. "Time to join the land of the living again." She headed out Duncan would be annoyed with her if she was late.
Frank looked up as there was a tap on his office door and grinned when he saw who it was. "Sam hi."
"Hi I just thought I'd drop in but I see your busy I'll come back later."
He practically leaped over the desk to grab her arm. "No I'm not busy at all I stopped by your office earlier but." His voice trailed off as his gaze fell on her jaw. "Did someone hit you? Tell me who and I'll make them pay."
She backed up a little bit the concern she saw in his face, heard in his voice throwing her off a bit. "It's nothing really."
"Nothing, your jaw is turning colors."
"It's just bruised Frank it'll heal."
He nodded she wasn't going to tell him what happened and right now he could accept that. He didn't dare mention that it looked like she had been crying last time he'd done that she'd avoided him for two of the longest weeks of his life and he never wanted to go through that again. "I missed you."
"You did?"
He looked down at her. "You sound so surprised." He put his arms around her and pulled her close. "Allow me to show you how much." He leaned down and kissed her.
She closed her eyes relaxing against him this was the way she wanted to feel all the time and she let out a disappointed sigh when they seperated. "You missed me a lot."
"I did now let me just finish up the case I'm closing and the two of us can spend the day together. Won't take more then a minute."
Her eyes widened as she realized the one thing she'd forgotten who'd she'd been on the way to see before seeing Frank's door slightly open and deciding to take a small detour. "Oh no I'm late for my meeting."
He groaned. "You're sure?"
"If I miss this meeting, well, let's just say certain people won't be happy but I promise I'll come back the minute it's over and the rest of the day I'm all yours."
He sat back down behind his desk after she'd left and pulled out the jeweler's catalogs to once again look through the engagement rings. He wanted Sam to be all his for far longer then one day and as soon as he found the perfect ring no one was going to stop him from proposing.
Duncan Smith looked up as the door opened and his prize pupil entered. "You're late."
"Sorry."
"You're sorry, I believe that's exactly what you said to Raul Vega's children after terminating their father."
"I might've I don't remember."
"You made an error, an error that now must be corrected the children will have to be dealt with."
"But sir."
"You've gotten sloppy Agent Montgomery and I think I know why this thing with this Donovan person is making you careless."
"Frank isn't."
"Oh Frank is it? Let me tell you something about your Frank and every other pathetic male in the government he only wants what he can't have and once he's had his fill of you he will toss you aside like all the others. You do know that he's had others before you?"
"He's not that way I know he's not."
"Do you? Do you really?" He stood up and leaned on his desk. "I'm telling you this for your own good drop him, push him out of your life before it's to late because once he finds out what you are he will break that fragile little heart beating in your chest. Rip it out and stomp right on it without giving you a second thought that's the way he is that's the way it is. Love is just a game people play on one another all it causes is pain I've never seen any good come from it. Think about what I said and ask yourself the real question does he really love me or does he just want me." He sat back down. "Don't give in to your hormones Agent Montgomery I'd hate for you to end up pregnant and alone watching your Frank chase other women right in front of you. You may go now."
She walked back to her office what exactly had made her think Frank actually cared at all more then he had for his other girlfriends and there had been plenty of others. She didn't even bother to turn on the light as she sat down in her chair and started to sob her heart all ready feeling like it was broken even though Frank had done nothing at all.
Frank waited over an hour for her to come back and finally he couldn't take it anymore he went to her office. He stopped the office was dark but when he went closer to the door he could've sworn he'd heard sobbing coming from inside and he opened the door. "Sam?"
A scrambling sound came from the back of the office.
He reached for the light switch she was upset and he wanted to comfort her but first he had to be able to find her.
She turned her chair away from the door the moment the light came on and pulled herself together.
"Honey are you all right?" He stepped forward and went to touch her hand on the desk.
She flinched away from his touch.
He looked into her eyes and saw that same distrustful look he'd seen the first time he'd asked her out. "Sam what's wrong?"
She mustered all the emotional control she could this was the best for both of them no one would get hurt in the end. "I want you to go, I don't want to see you anymore."
His jaw dropped. "What?" He walked around the desk to try and hold her but she moved out of the way. "Why?"
"I just don't want to see you anymore can't you just leave it at that?"
He heard the tremble in her voice someone was making her do this and whoever it was he hated them for it. "All right I'll go I won't bother you again." He left.
She sighed Duncan had been right he hadn't even fought her about it he'd wanted them to break up. She drove home, picked up the phone, and dialed. "Hi Brenda I need you to take me to the emergency room right away thanks." She hung up the phone and slammed her fist into the mirror on the wall grinding the broken splinters into her flesh. The outer pain made the inner pain less and she waited for help to arrive.
The next morning Frank was sitting at his desk cursing himself for not even arguing with her when his door opened and one of his colleagues walked in.
"Hey Frankie just thought you might want to know your girlfriend just came into the office with her hand all taped up I heard she ended up getting 23 stitches put in."
"She's not my." He paused letting the words sink in. "She's hurt?"
"Yeah although you should know she did it to herself put her hand through a window or something."
He was out of his chair and down the hall before he could even think about the fact that she had done the damage to herself. He stopped outside her office door and just listened to the conversation inside trying to find the right moment to walk in.
"So are you going to tell me why I just spent an entire evening at the hospital?"
"I broke up with Frank."
"Why on earth did you do that? You really liked him and you two seemed to be so happy together."
"It just wasn't meant to be I guess." Sam sniffed.
"I've seen you do some stupid things in my time but this, Sam, the guy was here everyday you were gone waiting for you to get back."
"Doesn't mean anything I'm not good enough for him and I'm sure once word gets back to him about this he'll be thanking his lucky stars that I broke it off when I did. I'm a freak Brenda look at me I can't even deal with the real world anymore."
"Yes you can."
"Don't you get it? I did this to myself on purpose and this isn't the first time I haven't been able to deal I slammed my car into a tree when my great-aunt died. Is that the actions of someone with a rational mind?"
"That's not the point you can't keep everyone out forever sooner or later you've got to let someone in."
"I can try and as for Frank I care for him too much to put him through anymore of this stuff. What's that saying? If you love someone set them free, well, that's what I did."
He turned away from the door he wanted desperately to go in there, take her in his arms, and tell her that he loved her but he knew she couldn't take it not now.
Two weeks later he went back to her office only to find it empty she'd been transferred to another section and they'd moved her things while she was away on another assignment. He went back to his office he'd finally found the perfect engagement ring for her and now she was gone. A tap on the door interrupted his thoughts. "Come in."
Helen entered her face streaked with tears. "Oh Frank it's awful the call just came in Sam's been shot."
He gripped his desk to keep standing. "She's not?"
"Not yet but the doctors aren't putting much hope in it."
He grabbed his coat. "Where?"
"Vincent's Memorial."
He ran out to his car and drove like the devil himself was chasing him to the hospital. He grabbed the first nurse he saw. "An agent was brought in here a little while ago where is she?"
Brenda came up to them the front of her shirt covered in blood. "They just took her out of surgery she's in a coma."
He let go of the nurse. "I want to see her I want to see her now."
She led him to the small room. "Doctors don't think she'll wake up they want to terminate but they can't get a hold of her parent's."
"Tell them they even try pulling the plug and they'll have me to deal with."
"Frank you don't."
He turned an angry glare on her. "Don't you dare tell me that I don't have the right to stop them." He took a deep breath to calm himself.
"You care for her that much huh?"
"I do."
"I'll tell them Frank." She walked out of the room.
He walked over to the bed and sat down in the nearest chair. He reached over and took her hand. "What kind of hell are you trapped in and what can I do to get you out of it?"
Three weeks passed with him sitting by her bedside, talking to her, and keeping watch for any signs of life. He wanted more then anything for her to wake up even if the first thing she did was kick him out of her life again as long as she was alive where he could watch her from a far if need be. He hung up the phone and brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face. "That was my mother again calling to check on you again. She can't wait for you to wake up and come visit."
He'd taken her to his parent's house because his mother had wanted to meet this girl that her son couldn't stop talking about and at the end of the evening his mother had pulled him aside to tell him, "I like this one and if you let her get away you're going to regret it for the rest of your life. Marry this one Frank."
A nurse poked her head in. "How's she doing?"
"The same."
"Can I get you anything?"
"Coffee, lots and lots of coffee."
"Frank you should really get some sleep."
"When she wakes up then I'll sleep."
"Frank sooner or later you're going to have to face the fact that she may never wake up."
"Then I may never sleep."
The nurse shrugged and left it was no use arguing with him.
"Come on I know you're in there somewhere you've got to wake up, I need you to wake up." He leaned down and kissed her softly. "I need you." He sat back down with a sigh he'd never felt so tired and frustrated in his life.
Sam opened her eyes and blinked wondering where she was. She turned her head to see Frank sitting by the bed he looked so tired and what was he doing here? "Frank?"
He looked up and his whole face lit up when he saw her. "You're awake." He stood up. "I'll go get the doctor."
She grabbed his arm as he started to walk past her. "No wait what are you doing here?"
"I'm here because you were in a coma and they wanted to disconnect you I couldn't let them do that."
"You've been here for how long?"
"You've been in a coma for three weeks and I've been here the whole time."
She frowned this didn't make any sense. "Why?"
He took a deep breath it was now or never. "Because I love you."
"I told you I didn't want see you anymore and." Her face went pale as what he had just said sunk in. "You love me?"
He nodded and sat down on the edge of the bed. "I do very much."
"But you can't."
"Why not? You're not a freak if that's what you think."
Her jaw dropped how did he know? "You don't know what I am you don't know what I do."
He took her hand. "Then tell me."
"I kill people." She looked into his eyes. "Still love me?"
He thought about it for a few moments. "I still love you."
Her lower lip started to tremble and then she burst into tears.
His jaw dropped what had he done? "It's okay I didn't mean to upset you."
"I didn't know I thought, I was confused and he told me that once you found out what I did you'd leave me. I was so scared."
"Who told you I would leave you? Is that why you broke up with me?"
She managed a nod.
"Well now that you know how I feel what do you want me to do?" He wiped the tears off her face and put his hand under her chin. "What do you want?"
No one except Helen had ever asked her what she wanted and it felt good. "I want you to start by kissing me and we'll go from there."
He grinned. "Your wish is my command." He kissed her.
She sighed. "Frank just so you know I love you too."
He moved till his lips brushed against hers. "That's good but I guessed that one all ready."
Donovan Household-Present Day
Frank woke up as the sun hit him in the face and he rolled over to find himself all alone. He sat up and glanced at the alarm clock it was almost noon. He got out of bed, threw on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, and went downstairs to find her in the kitchen. "You let me sleep in."
She nodded. "I did I figured you needed the rest."
"I could've gotten up with him." He looked into the babyseat on the kitchen table to see Andrew studying his own little hand. "So what time did you wake your poor mother up little man?"
"Five a.m." She yawned.
"Go back to bed I've got him."
"Don't be silly you had a hard day at work which you still haven't told me about."
He took her in his arms. "Did I ever tell you how much I appreciate everything you do for me?"
"Now what's gotten into you?"
He shrugged. "Nothing I just love you that's all."
"I love you too."
"Which is why I'm telling you to go back to bed and get some rest while I watch our son because once that six week recovery period is up Mrs. Donovan you are going to need all the energy you can get."
Her eyes widened. "Now I really want to know what happened yesterday."
"Later right now back to bed." He let her go and gave her a gentle shove towards the stairs. "Go on."
She shook her head and went back upstairs.
He spent the rest of the afternoon with his son not letting work even enter his mind as it went from his wife being the break from his life to his family being the much needed break he needed.
Historian's note: This story takes place immediately after the events in Zero Option
Frank pulled the car into his driveway and sighed in relief he was home at last. He tossed his guns in the glove compartment, locked it, and went inside not at all surprised to find no one waiting up for him since he hadn't called to tell his wife that the bank job was finally finished. He went upstairs and crept into his son's room trying to be as quiet as he could he didn't want Andrew to start crying which would end up waking up his mother. He leaned down and kissed the little one then headed to his own room to find her asleep hugging his pillow to her chest.
She stirred as he sat down on the end of the bed to take off his boots and gave him a sleepy smile. "Hi."
"Go back to sleep I'll be in in a minute."
She released her hold on his pillow and yawned. "How'd everything go today?"
"Fine."
She crawled out from under the covers to sit behind him placing her hands on his shoulders. "Just fine huh? That's not what I heard."
"Sam."
"Frank come on I can feel you're all tensed up so it must've been one hell of a day so what happened?" She started massaging his shoulders. "Tell me."
He closed his eyes and remembered what he'd said to Colin Wilkes earlier as he held Colin's girlfriend, "She's the break from your life. How rare is it to find someone that affects you like this?" He knew exactly how rare it was he was forunate to have found it for himself.
She frowned. "You didn't fall asleep did you?"
He leaned against her. "No but all I really want to do is curl up with my wife and get some sleep till our son wakes us up."
She sighed. "All right you win but we're talking about this later."
He got into bed beside her and wrapped his arms around her. "What ever you say honey." As he drifted off to sleep he thought about the time he'd almost lost this, lost her before they'd even begun to understand that they both loved one another.
FBI Headquarters-6 1/2 years ago
Frank walked into the main area and tapped on the desk of one of the women out there.
The woman looked up from her computer and sighed. "Yes Frank she's here she got back this morning."
He grinned. "She's in her office?"
"Yes but," she grabbed his arm before he could head in that direction, "I wouldn't go in there right now."
His grin disappeared. "Why not?"
"Some of the assignments she goes on are more stressful then others and she needs a little time to herself. If you care for her as much as I think you do leave her alone for awhile I'll let her know you stopped in yet again to look for her."
He allowed himself to be turned around and headed back the way he had come.
She waited till he was out of sight before heading for the office she had steered him away from.
Sam closed the file on her desk and blew her nose cringing when she touched her jaw. The log that Raul Vega had hit her with had hurt like hell but it hadn't been enough to stop her from completing her task Vega was dead and his three small children were orphans all thanks to her. She wiped her eyes as her door opened. "Hi Helen."
Helen looked the younger woman over her jaw was swollen and turning black and blue things couldn't of gone well at all. "How are you doing?"
Sam forced a friendly smile onto her face. "Fine."
"He was here again."
"He who?"
"Frank, tall, good looking, you know your boyfriend."
She slid the file into her desk drawer and slammed it shut avoiding Helen's gaze. "He's not my boyfriend."
"Then what is he exactly?"
"I don't know I just." She noticed her hands were trembling and cursed herself for it.When it came to Frank Donovan she was always nervous his mere touch caused shivers to run down her spine and his presence in a room made everything seem brighter. She shook her head as the thought accorded to her maybe this is what love was supposed to feel like. "I really don't want to talk about him."
"Sam when it comes to Frank what do you want? I promise I won't tell another soul."
"I want," him to hold me in his arms and never let me go, to be with him forever, him to tell me everything is going to be okay even when we both know it isn't, "to be left alone."
Helen sighed and left the office.
Sam glanced at her watch and stood up. "Time to join the land of the living again." She headed out Duncan would be annoyed with her if she was late.
Frank looked up as there was a tap on his office door and grinned when he saw who it was. "Sam hi."
"Hi I just thought I'd drop in but I see your busy I'll come back later."
He practically leaped over the desk to grab her arm. "No I'm not busy at all I stopped by your office earlier but." His voice trailed off as his gaze fell on her jaw. "Did someone hit you? Tell me who and I'll make them pay."
She backed up a little bit the concern she saw in his face, heard in his voice throwing her off a bit. "It's nothing really."
"Nothing, your jaw is turning colors."
"It's just bruised Frank it'll heal."
He nodded she wasn't going to tell him what happened and right now he could accept that. He didn't dare mention that it looked like she had been crying last time he'd done that she'd avoided him for two of the longest weeks of his life and he never wanted to go through that again. "I missed you."
"You did?"
He looked down at her. "You sound so surprised." He put his arms around her and pulled her close. "Allow me to show you how much." He leaned down and kissed her.
She closed her eyes relaxing against him this was the way she wanted to feel all the time and she let out a disappointed sigh when they seperated. "You missed me a lot."
"I did now let me just finish up the case I'm closing and the two of us can spend the day together. Won't take more then a minute."
Her eyes widened as she realized the one thing she'd forgotten who'd she'd been on the way to see before seeing Frank's door slightly open and deciding to take a small detour. "Oh no I'm late for my meeting."
He groaned. "You're sure?"
"If I miss this meeting, well, let's just say certain people won't be happy but I promise I'll come back the minute it's over and the rest of the day I'm all yours."
He sat back down behind his desk after she'd left and pulled out the jeweler's catalogs to once again look through the engagement rings. He wanted Sam to be all his for far longer then one day and as soon as he found the perfect ring no one was going to stop him from proposing.
Duncan Smith looked up as the door opened and his prize pupil entered. "You're late."
"Sorry."
"You're sorry, I believe that's exactly what you said to Raul Vega's children after terminating their father."
"I might've I don't remember."
"You made an error, an error that now must be corrected the children will have to be dealt with."
"But sir."
"You've gotten sloppy Agent Montgomery and I think I know why this thing with this Donovan person is making you careless."
"Frank isn't."
"Oh Frank is it? Let me tell you something about your Frank and every other pathetic male in the government he only wants what he can't have and once he's had his fill of you he will toss you aside like all the others. You do know that he's had others before you?"
"He's not that way I know he's not."
"Do you? Do you really?" He stood up and leaned on his desk. "I'm telling you this for your own good drop him, push him out of your life before it's to late because once he finds out what you are he will break that fragile little heart beating in your chest. Rip it out and stomp right on it without giving you a second thought that's the way he is that's the way it is. Love is just a game people play on one another all it causes is pain I've never seen any good come from it. Think about what I said and ask yourself the real question does he really love me or does he just want me." He sat back down. "Don't give in to your hormones Agent Montgomery I'd hate for you to end up pregnant and alone watching your Frank chase other women right in front of you. You may go now."
She walked back to her office what exactly had made her think Frank actually cared at all more then he had for his other girlfriends and there had been plenty of others. She didn't even bother to turn on the light as she sat down in her chair and started to sob her heart all ready feeling like it was broken even though Frank had done nothing at all.
Frank waited over an hour for her to come back and finally he couldn't take it anymore he went to her office. He stopped the office was dark but when he went closer to the door he could've sworn he'd heard sobbing coming from inside and he opened the door. "Sam?"
A scrambling sound came from the back of the office.
He reached for the light switch she was upset and he wanted to comfort her but first he had to be able to find her.
She turned her chair away from the door the moment the light came on and pulled herself together.
"Honey are you all right?" He stepped forward and went to touch her hand on the desk.
She flinched away from his touch.
He looked into her eyes and saw that same distrustful look he'd seen the first time he'd asked her out. "Sam what's wrong?"
She mustered all the emotional control she could this was the best for both of them no one would get hurt in the end. "I want you to go, I don't want to see you anymore."
His jaw dropped. "What?" He walked around the desk to try and hold her but she moved out of the way. "Why?"
"I just don't want to see you anymore can't you just leave it at that?"
He heard the tremble in her voice someone was making her do this and whoever it was he hated them for it. "All right I'll go I won't bother you again." He left.
She sighed Duncan had been right he hadn't even fought her about it he'd wanted them to break up. She drove home, picked up the phone, and dialed. "Hi Brenda I need you to take me to the emergency room right away thanks." She hung up the phone and slammed her fist into the mirror on the wall grinding the broken splinters into her flesh. The outer pain made the inner pain less and she waited for help to arrive.
The next morning Frank was sitting at his desk cursing himself for not even arguing with her when his door opened and one of his colleagues walked in.
"Hey Frankie just thought you might want to know your girlfriend just came into the office with her hand all taped up I heard she ended up getting 23 stitches put in."
"She's not my." He paused letting the words sink in. "She's hurt?"
"Yeah although you should know she did it to herself put her hand through a window or something."
He was out of his chair and down the hall before he could even think about the fact that she had done the damage to herself. He stopped outside her office door and just listened to the conversation inside trying to find the right moment to walk in.
"So are you going to tell me why I just spent an entire evening at the hospital?"
"I broke up with Frank."
"Why on earth did you do that? You really liked him and you two seemed to be so happy together."
"It just wasn't meant to be I guess." Sam sniffed.
"I've seen you do some stupid things in my time but this, Sam, the guy was here everyday you were gone waiting for you to get back."
"Doesn't mean anything I'm not good enough for him and I'm sure once word gets back to him about this he'll be thanking his lucky stars that I broke it off when I did. I'm a freak Brenda look at me I can't even deal with the real world anymore."
"Yes you can."
"Don't you get it? I did this to myself on purpose and this isn't the first time I haven't been able to deal I slammed my car into a tree when my great-aunt died. Is that the actions of someone with a rational mind?"
"That's not the point you can't keep everyone out forever sooner or later you've got to let someone in."
"I can try and as for Frank I care for him too much to put him through anymore of this stuff. What's that saying? If you love someone set them free, well, that's what I did."
He turned away from the door he wanted desperately to go in there, take her in his arms, and tell her that he loved her but he knew she couldn't take it not now.
Two weeks later he went back to her office only to find it empty she'd been transferred to another section and they'd moved her things while she was away on another assignment. He went back to his office he'd finally found the perfect engagement ring for her and now she was gone. A tap on the door interrupted his thoughts. "Come in."
Helen entered her face streaked with tears. "Oh Frank it's awful the call just came in Sam's been shot."
He gripped his desk to keep standing. "She's not?"
"Not yet but the doctors aren't putting much hope in it."
He grabbed his coat. "Where?"
"Vincent's Memorial."
He ran out to his car and drove like the devil himself was chasing him to the hospital. He grabbed the first nurse he saw. "An agent was brought in here a little while ago where is she?"
Brenda came up to them the front of her shirt covered in blood. "They just took her out of surgery she's in a coma."
He let go of the nurse. "I want to see her I want to see her now."
She led him to the small room. "Doctors don't think she'll wake up they want to terminate but they can't get a hold of her parent's."
"Tell them they even try pulling the plug and they'll have me to deal with."
"Frank you don't."
He turned an angry glare on her. "Don't you dare tell me that I don't have the right to stop them." He took a deep breath to calm himself.
"You care for her that much huh?"
"I do."
"I'll tell them Frank." She walked out of the room.
He walked over to the bed and sat down in the nearest chair. He reached over and took her hand. "What kind of hell are you trapped in and what can I do to get you out of it?"
Three weeks passed with him sitting by her bedside, talking to her, and keeping watch for any signs of life. He wanted more then anything for her to wake up even if the first thing she did was kick him out of her life again as long as she was alive where he could watch her from a far if need be. He hung up the phone and brushed a stray lock of hair out of her face. "That was my mother again calling to check on you again. She can't wait for you to wake up and come visit."
He'd taken her to his parent's house because his mother had wanted to meet this girl that her son couldn't stop talking about and at the end of the evening his mother had pulled him aside to tell him, "I like this one and if you let her get away you're going to regret it for the rest of your life. Marry this one Frank."
A nurse poked her head in. "How's she doing?"
"The same."
"Can I get you anything?"
"Coffee, lots and lots of coffee."
"Frank you should really get some sleep."
"When she wakes up then I'll sleep."
"Frank sooner or later you're going to have to face the fact that she may never wake up."
"Then I may never sleep."
The nurse shrugged and left it was no use arguing with him.
"Come on I know you're in there somewhere you've got to wake up, I need you to wake up." He leaned down and kissed her softly. "I need you." He sat back down with a sigh he'd never felt so tired and frustrated in his life.
Sam opened her eyes and blinked wondering where she was. She turned her head to see Frank sitting by the bed he looked so tired and what was he doing here? "Frank?"
He looked up and his whole face lit up when he saw her. "You're awake." He stood up. "I'll go get the doctor."
She grabbed his arm as he started to walk past her. "No wait what are you doing here?"
"I'm here because you were in a coma and they wanted to disconnect you I couldn't let them do that."
"You've been here for how long?"
"You've been in a coma for three weeks and I've been here the whole time."
She frowned this didn't make any sense. "Why?"
He took a deep breath it was now or never. "Because I love you."
"I told you I didn't want see you anymore and." Her face went pale as what he had just said sunk in. "You love me?"
He nodded and sat down on the edge of the bed. "I do very much."
"But you can't."
"Why not? You're not a freak if that's what you think."
Her jaw dropped how did he know? "You don't know what I am you don't know what I do."
He took her hand. "Then tell me."
"I kill people." She looked into his eyes. "Still love me?"
He thought about it for a few moments. "I still love you."
Her lower lip started to tremble and then she burst into tears.
His jaw dropped what had he done? "It's okay I didn't mean to upset you."
"I didn't know I thought, I was confused and he told me that once you found out what I did you'd leave me. I was so scared."
"Who told you I would leave you? Is that why you broke up with me?"
She managed a nod.
"Well now that you know how I feel what do you want me to do?" He wiped the tears off her face and put his hand under her chin. "What do you want?"
No one except Helen had ever asked her what she wanted and it felt good. "I want you to start by kissing me and we'll go from there."
He grinned. "Your wish is my command." He kissed her.
She sighed. "Frank just so you know I love you too."
He moved till his lips brushed against hers. "That's good but I guessed that one all ready."
Donovan Household-Present Day
Frank woke up as the sun hit him in the face and he rolled over to find himself all alone. He sat up and glanced at the alarm clock it was almost noon. He got out of bed, threw on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, and went downstairs to find her in the kitchen. "You let me sleep in."
She nodded. "I did I figured you needed the rest."
"I could've gotten up with him." He looked into the babyseat on the kitchen table to see Andrew studying his own little hand. "So what time did you wake your poor mother up little man?"
"Five a.m." She yawned.
"Go back to bed I've got him."
"Don't be silly you had a hard day at work which you still haven't told me about."
He took her in his arms. "Did I ever tell you how much I appreciate everything you do for me?"
"Now what's gotten into you?"
He shrugged. "Nothing I just love you that's all."
"I love you too."
"Which is why I'm telling you to go back to bed and get some rest while I watch our son because once that six week recovery period is up Mrs. Donovan you are going to need all the energy you can get."
Her eyes widened. "Now I really want to know what happened yesterday."
"Later right now back to bed." He let her go and gave her a gentle shove towards the stairs. "Go on."
She shook her head and went back upstairs.
He spent the rest of the afternoon with his son not letting work even enter his mind as it went from his wife being the break from his life to his family being the much needed break he needed.