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Just when Andy felt the most hopeless she just as quickly felt some relief. Her attacker slightly softened his grip. Then she heard it, the sound of sirens. 'Are they here to help me, do they know where I am?' she thought to herself.

The sirens grew closer almost like they were right around the corner.

"Shit," she heard the man on top of her say. Then he crept down and hovered just an inch over her face. She felt his hot breath pulsating on her cold cheek as he whispered, "Listen slut, I'm sure as hell not done with you. I'll be back."

The sound of footsteps running away from her gave her some sort of relief as she listened to the sirens come closer. She then heard authoritative voices. She didn't recognize any of them because she usually didn't work this shift, but she knew she was going to be alright by the way they were coming to her aide.

Sam was still outside Andy's house desperately trying to get a hold of her and waiting for her to arrive. 'Maybe she just ran into an old friend, or stopped at the grocery store on her way home,' he thought.

Then he heard it, those sirens. Those familiar sirens he would turn on numerous times a day, but he suddenly he got an eerie feeling when he heard them this time. They were getting louder as they rapidly approached their destination not far from where Sam was.

Sam started running toward the sound. He turned the corner of the block and could see where the lights had just abruptly stopped. Red and Blue colors penetrated the normally mundane neighborhood. They were only about 3 blocks from his current location he sprinted the entire way having a gut feeling that what he was embarking on was not going to be pleasant.

He sprinted to the scene, not really knowing what to expect. He knew it could be Andy, but in his mind he didn't want to go down that path. He desperately wanted to believe that his McNally was ok and she just got sidetracked on the way home.

He bolted passed the police car, not paying any attention to who was operating car 1508 at that moment. He snuck passed the ambulance parked in the alley and he stood there. Jaw on the ground as he gawked at the scene in front of him.

Nothing could have prepared Sam for what he saw at that very moment. There were police and paramedics crawling through the alley. He couldn't remember anyone he saw at that moment except for Andy. His body froze, but his eyes were focused. She was lying there. She looked lifeless. Her clothes were ripped and one of the paramedics had just placed a blue fleece blanket around her body covering up any and all exposed flesh.

Sam ran to her body on the ground screaming her name, "McNally… ANDY, sweetheart talk to me." As he dropped to his knees beside her body he cupped her face begging for her to wake up. She moaned in pain and attempted to sit up. Her eyes still closed.

"Don't move," sternly said the paramedic attending to Andy. "We're gonna get you to the hospital to get checked out."

Andy slowly nodded her head as she laid it back down on the ground.

"Sir I'm gonna have to ask you to step back," said the paramedic now talking to Sam.

He quickly flashed his badge and told the paramedic he was not going anywhere except in that ambulance with Officer McNally. There was no question about it, the entire police force would have to face the wrath of Officer Sam Swarek if they were to deny him access to not only his friend, but partner, fellow officer, ex-rookie and now girlfriend at the time when she needed him the most.

The paramedic saw the grave look in Sam's eyes and knew he was not going to win that battle and he allowed Sam to ride with them the in the ambulance.

Sam held Andy's hand the entire ride to the hospital. He sat on her left side near her head holding her cold and bruised hand intertwined with his while he stroked her hair with his other free hand. "You're gonna be alright, baby," is all Sam kept whispering the entire nine minute ride to the hospital while he fought back every single tear that was trying to escape. Those words trembled out of his mouth as he thought about what happened to Andy just a short while ago. He became tense and angry just thinking about the man who did this to his girlfriend. He knew he couldn't concentrate on the man right now and he had to be there for Andy. As they approached the hospital Sam was still hoping for the best, but expecting the doctor to tell him exactly what he did not want to hear.

Shaw was one of the responding officers driving car 1508 solo at the time of the incident. He was the only officer from 15 there when Sam rode off with Andy in the ambulance. He did not try to talk to Sam when he ran to Andy because he could only imagine the pain he was going through seeing those images that will be forever burned in his mind.

Shaw finished gathering all of the evidence at the crime scene before deciding to visit his friends at the hospital.

"BOSS… BOSS!" As the man in the brown puffy jacket and blue sweatpants called out to his superior after entering the warehouse.

The boss didn't respond, he just gave his worker a look with an eyebrow raised high seeming to say, 'what the hell do you want now'.

" Guess who I came across tonight?"

"Junior, I'm not in the mood for your childish guessing games, get back to work. We have product to get out."

"But boss, I think you would want to know."

An irritated glare appeared over the older man's face.

"That stupid bitch-cop who almost put you and my cousin outta business" he blurted out. "I almost fucked her too."

His boss looked at him like he was crazy. (Which he was, none-the-less) But this is the only reason the boss kept Junior around. Technically he was family, but he was really only there to do the crazy dirty work. He was too stupid and childish to do anything meaningful, but when the boss least expected it, Junior would come up with something inadvertently, but extremely valuable to help him out.

"She's a hot n' feisty little thing. You betta believe I'm gonna get 'er in the sack though, she jus got lucky this time."

A brief silence overcame the two as Ty contemplated how he wanted his worker to handle the situation. He knew exactly which bitch-cop Junior was talking about. Their whole operation had to be put on hold because of the files that bitch had found.

"Bring her to me. I don't care where you have to go or what you have to do, just bring her to me. Alive." He stated. "And Junior, if you bring me back a body, you will be next at the bottom of the river. Do you understand?"

Junior nodded and said, "yes, sir" with a disturbing smirk on his face.

As Junior was leaving Ty yelled out, "You have one week."

Shaw walked out of the elevator on the 7th floor of the hospital in search of Sam. He knew Andy would be well looked after by the doctors and he was probably someone who she would not want to see right now, but Sam on the other hand was his best friend and he wanted to see how he was holding up or if he needed anything.

Shaw turned the corner following the signs to room 7114. As he got closer to the door he realized Sam was sitting outside while the doctor was in with Andy. Sam was sitting hunched over with his elbows on his knees. His hands were folded together and fingers intertwined in front of him. His neck was slumped over with his eyes staring at the ground. He almost looked like he was praying. His feet were flat on the ground, but his right leg was slightly bobbing up and down because he was nervous. Shaw knew this because Sam did that same nervous thing with his leg anytime he was uneasy back at the station.

Shaw reached his hand out and touched Sam on the shoulder. "Brother, how you doing?" he said.

Sam, not realizing that he was no longer alone in the hallway looked up at Shaw and his eyes were filled with fear. Tears had been quietly escaping his eyes and rolling down the sides of his face. There were a million thoughts a minute going through his mind and he had no idea what to do. He thought about Andy and he thought about Sarah all those years ago. 'How can I make it better? How can I make it go away? Why was I not there to protect her? What if the doctor comes out and tells me she was raped? Is she ever going to be able to get past this? What kind of man am I that I cannot even protect my own girlfriend? How can I be there for her now, she will never trust me to keep her safe. God must have a plan for me, he wants me to suffer by watching the only women I care for on the planet be victims of one of the worst physical crimes.' The thoughts and questions destroying his state of mind kept rolling until Shaw grabbed his arm and pulled him up out of his seat.

"Sammy, brother, look at me." Shaw said as he pulled Sam away from Andy's door.

Sam's eyes made contact with Shaw's.

"I was on the scene Sam, I saw the same images you did brother. Andy needs you now. I don't know what exactly happened, but you just need to be there for her. You need to be strong Sam. I know you have a temper, and I know you want to kill the bastard who did this right now, but let us handle it. We will find him and put him away. I don't want you to concern yourself with this case. I promise you, brother to brother, that I will put everything I have into putting this man away. Andy doesn't need you behind bars for getting your own revenge. Sam, listen to me, please take in what I have just said."

Sam tilted his head back as he closed his eyes. He let out a sigh before returning his eyes to Shaw. The tears had stopped, but the fear was still in his eyes. "Ollie, I can't promise you anything right now. The woman I love is in the hospital because of some bastard who is loose on the streets. What if he is out doing this to someone else right now? If I find out who…" Sam was cut off by Oliver.

"Stop Sammy. Do not do anything stupid. Your girlfriend needs you. Just stay here with her. I promise you Sam, this man will not get away." Oliver stated.

Before either man could get in another bickering statement they were interrupted by Dr. Johnson. "Excuse me officers."

Sam and Oliver both shut up and turned to listen to the doctor intently.

"We have finished our examination, and there does not appear to be any signs of sexual assault. Despite the deep physical bruises on her arms, neck, and abdomen and small laceration above her eye, there does not appear to be any other damage. Nothing is broken. We still took all precautions and completed a rape kit. It has already been sent with an officer from your division's crime lab to be processed immediately. We may have found some of her attacker's skin cells underneath her nails. The results will be the only thing left to tell us anymore information. We will also be keeping her overnight just for observation and she will be free to go in the morning."

Sam immediately let out a sigh of relief after the doctor finished his first sentence. He listened to everything the doctor said but the only words he could replay in his mind were, 'there does not appear to be any signs of sexual assault.' His girlfriend was not sexually assaulted.

She was hurt, yes. She was scared, yes. She would probably not want to be alone for a long time is what crossed his mind and he could handle being at her beck and call. All he wanted to do was hold her and he couldn't wait to see her.

"Can I go in?" Sam asked.

"Yes, she is awake and would probably like some company. She hasn't said much though, and she is not in the best state of mind." the doctor stated warning Sam of her current mentality. "Also, she was inquiring about when she would be able to take a shower. I told her all the tests have already been taken and she could whenever she felt up to it. Just so you know she may be in there now."

Sam looked at Shaw as he said, "Go in brother, I'll call you if we find out any more information."

Sam nodded as he entered into Andy's room.

"Andy?" he called out when he didn't see her immediately in the room. He remembered what the doctor said about the shower and walked toward the back of the small hospital room where the bathroom was. As he walked closer he could hear the sound of water hitting the ground. He took one more step and pressed his ear against the door leading to where Andy was. He could hear her. He could hear her faint sobs as he stood on the other side of the door.

Sam didn't know what to do. How could he approach the situation without freaking Andy out? How could he calm her down? He pondered. She had only been in there a few minutes, but how long was long enough before he was 'allowed' to go in and see if she was alright?

He paced back and forth around the room for ten whole minutes before deciding he couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't take hearing her all alone and sobbing through that damn bathroom door. She did just have one of the scariest nights of her life, will she be ok? He thought. He really didn't know how much time and space she needed by herself, but let's face it, this is McNally he is worrying about and time and space where not her thing. He knew her all too well and he knew that she would not only want, but need him in there with her.

He grabbed one of the white hospital towels and the pale pink robe lying on the chair near the bathroom door. He cracked open the door and knocked on the hard wood calling out "Andy."

She didn't respond, but he knew she heard him because her sobs had abruptly stopped for a brief minute. She didn't turn around but he could see her through the shower curtain. Her back was to him and she had her arms placed up over her head leaning them against the cold tile plastered on the walls. Her body was bruised and Sam cringed at the sight of it. He did not want her to see his reaction at the physical marks on her body and he was glad she was facing the other way at this time. He wanted to be strong for her so she would have someone to lean on without judging her or the situation. She was not sexually assaulted, but he knew it was a close call and he knew she was still going to be feeling very violated and uneasy.

"Andy, Sweetheart?" he called out again hoping she would respond this time.

"Mmm, Hmm," is all she could seem to mumble out underneath the warm water descending from the spout onto her slim naked body.

She was scared. She was embarrassed and she was hurt. She still didn't turn to see who was there even though she knew who it was by the sound of his concerned voice.

"Sweetheart, I'm coming in." is all he said before taking a step inside the shower.

Andy still hadn't moved since Sam had first walked into the bathroom.

He was still fully dressed. He was wearing everything from his black t-shirt and jeans down to his socks and shoes. He didn't care; he just needed to be there for his girlfriend. He had laid the robe off to the side of the shower, but he carried the towel in with him. He stepped into the shower area and slowly approached Andy and said "It's me," before actually going through the water and draping the towel over her shoulders.

Andy brought her hands to her sides and grabbed the edges of the towel and pulled it around her tightly making her feel more secure. She turned to Sam without actually looking him in the eyes and leaned into his body with her head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around her as tight as he could without suffocating her.

The water was still cascading down, barely brushing off the sides of them as they were standing as far away from the stream as they could without actually leaving the shower area. It didn't matter. Nothing else mattered at that moment except making Andy feel like she was safe now.

Sam stood embracing Andy in the shower for what seemed like an eternity. He kissed the top of her head and said, "Sweetheart, let's get you out of here and into the warm bed," He reached out and turned the water off in the shower. He picked Andy up and set her outside of the shower area. He grabbed the robe he had brought in previously and helped her put it on as he threw the wet towel to the side.

He took another towel and wiped the drops of water off his face and arms that had accumulated. He then walked Andy to the bed making her lie down and he tucked her in underneath the thin hospital blankets. He did his best to crawl in next to her to keep her as warm and safe as possible.

"Sam," she managed to choke out. She attempted to start talking despite the pain in her throat. "I'm sorry."

"Andy," Sam said sternly. "Do not say sorry. McNally, you did nothing wrong. I will not allow you to blame yourself for this. Whoever is responsible for this will be brought to Justice. The team is out there right now looking for him. We will find him. I will always be right here by your side sweetheart."

Tears started to swell in Andy's eyes. Sam could tell she was trying to hold them back but he leaned further into the bed and pulled her into a hug. His hand went behind her head as she leaned into his chest. He massaged her head and he felt the tears come freely from her eyes.

Andy had been asleep in Sam's arms for close to two hours before his phone started ringing. He pulled it from his pocket and it read 'Shaw.'

Sam slowly pulled himself from Andy's bed without waking her and walked into the hallway.

"Yeah Ollie, you got any news for me?" Sam answered.

"Sam, the DNA results came back from the tissue taken from under Andy's fingernails." Ollie stated in a slightly anxious tone.

"Go on," Sam said.

"The man is Anthony 'Junior' Vega." Ollie simply stated.

"Why does that ring a bell?" Sam questioned.

"His known criminal associate is one of Toronto's drug king pin's Tyler Brown, you've probably run into him or come across his name in a couple of your UC ops and his cousin is none other than… Anton Hill." Ollie said wearily. "I don't know if this is a random attack or something that was planned Sam."

Sam stood on the other line with his jaw on the floor having no idea these men would come back to haunt both Andy and him.