Wow! I honestly was not expecting so many people to actually like the first part of this story. But you're absolutely amazing reviews (I'm still trying to respond back to each of you!) have prompted me to keep this one going. I hope you enjoy finding out what happened to Andy while Sam was trying to come to her. I promise, I will work on making these chapters longer!

~~Nikka~~

Andy McNally struggled to stay calm. There was a palpable pain in her gut as she checked the warehouse for the man dispatch had described. As she looked around boxes and in between pallets she had to struggle to keep her breath even. Wouldn't it be rediculous to have a police officer terrified when she came face to face to with a suspect.

A box falling behind her made her jump. Whipping around toward it, she raised her gun and flashlight. Slowly, very slowly, she took one step, and then another. Andy could feel her pulse roaring in her ears are she peered around the pile of boxes on the floor. She almost sighed with relief as she lowered her weapon finding the small walk way was empty.

And that was her mistake.

Before she could regain her composure her body was rocketed into a nearby pallet. The breath was knocked out of her lungs and she momentarily stunned trying to figure out how to get air back into her lungs again. Then she felt him, she could tell it was a man by his size pressed firmly up against her, pushing her harder into the pallets.

"Aren't you a pretty thing," the slimy voice laughed in her ear.

Andy bucked against him trying desperately to get free of his body pressing her into the wall. When he had smashed her in to the pallets, she had somehow dropped her gun. The good news was that he clearly hadn't figured that out yet.

Nothing like getting shot with your own gun McNally! God! You'd never live that one down! She bucked against him again as she shook the thoughts from her head trying to focus.

She managed to make her elbow connect some back of his torso and got him to step back. That was all the opportunity that she needed. Andy spun and charged him hitting and trying to tack him down. They struggled back and forth, he was not going to give in.

In the midst of the struggle she heard the one voice that made her feel like she was safe and going to get out it okay. Sam's.

"McNally report." She smiled at the shortness of his request coming in loud and clear over her radio.

She went after this guy with a whole new determination. She was landing hits and not giving up. She nearly growled as she went after the man. Andy knew she had the element of surprise when he momentarily shrank back at her fury.

That was when she felt someone grab her by the shoulders from behind. She stopped her attack of the man in front of thinking that it was Sam grabbing her shoulders. Being flung backwards to the floor couldn't have any more of a surprise to her than if Sam had suddenly slapped her in the face.

Looking up she saw a second man looking down at her with a tire iron in his hand. Her eyes widened in fear. Reaching for her radio all she could say was "Bohemian Rhapsody."

And then everything went black around her.

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