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Greg jumped at the sound of the gunshot in his earpiece. "Status, everybody."

Greg heard choruses of "no harm" from everybody except Sam. "Sam? Talk to me." He was met with silence. "Do you see him up there, anybody?"

Lou looked up at the sky. "Negative, I'm going up."

"Not without protection. Ed, cover Lou."

"Copy that."

When Lou and Ed arrived at the sniper perch, they were disappointed at what they saw. "I've got his sniper and a trail of blood," Lou reported.

"Follow it."

"Copy." Lou and Ed followed the trail of red liquid to a sewer entrance. "Leads to a sewer entrance," Ed reported.

Putting his hand over his earpiece, Greg spoke to Spike. "Get me a map of all sewer entrances and exits in this area," Greg ordered.

"Copy." Spike got to work.

Greg went back to Ed and Lou. "Go in carefully. Be ready to fall back." He turned back to Spike. "Got it?"

"Got it. There's an entrance right behind the house." Spike looked up at Greg. "In the time it's been, they could have Sam inside already."

Ed looked at the map of the sewer that Spike had sent him. "We're here," he said, climbing out of the sewer with Lou close behind.

Ouch.

That was the first thing Sam thought when he woke up from his slumber.

He had no idea where he was, what he was doing there, and why the heck there was blood-his blood-all over him.

But then it came back to him, albeit fuzzy. He had turned around…

Flashback!

Sam stared down at the picture of the young dark haired boy, the one he had seen inside with the gunshot wound to the stomach. "He's the injured one," he spoke into his earpiece, putting his phone away, when the gun cocked behind him.

He swerved around quickly, his gun in hand. Before him was a young boy, about seventeen, with a handgun.

That was the last thing he remembered before the boy pulled the trigger.

End flashback.

Sam looked around him and found out he was inside the home. How he had gotten there, he didn't know. All he knew was that he had been shot in the shoulder and was being held hostage by a group of trigger happy teenage boys.

Yippee.

Sam looked across from him and saw the injured boy, now unconscious due to blood loss. He tried to move towards the boy to get a pulse, but couldn't move due to being handcuffed to a small dining table. The table was light, but the effort of moving his arm made him wince and retreat to his former position. Sam stopped to listen to the conversation going on in the next room.

"-May not be a good idea, man."

"Oh come on, Ty. The plan went perfectly! The blondie didn't even see it coming!"

"But man, you got a cop. Worse than that, you shot a cop. His partners ain't gonna be happy with that."

"But what can they do? He's our leverage. He's our ticket outta this! And we've got his vest, which makes it harder to hurt us."

His vest. Sam looked down and frowned when he saw that his vest was gone. Crud. He continued to listen.

"What I'm sayin' is, I'm not sure this'll pan out like we want it to."

"You sayin' you don't trust me?"

"No!"

"Then shut up. I got this, Ty."

"I know, man."

That's when Sam heard a thud from upstairs. "What was that?" Zack's voice rang through the house.

"I dunno," Ty answered. "I'll go see."

Sam was wondering who had made the noise when he heard a little girl scream. Katie!

The little girl ran down the stairs, screaming bloody murder. Zack raised his gun and Sam made a split-second decision to protect the girl and lunged just as the gun went off.

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