Callie's heart stopped as she heard the man behind the mask say her name. She knew that voice, and quickly wracked her brain until she finally remembered it.
"S-Sam?" Callie carefully stuttered.
"You know her?" The other guy said, turning his attention towards Sam, releasing Callie's arm.
Callie quickly stumbled backwards as the two men backed up to get out of earshot.
"If anyone tries to move I promise I will shoot you." The man yelled before turning his back.
"Are you stupid?! Do you have any idea what you just did? Outing yourself to whoever that girl is just blew this whole thing. There's no way we can get away with this without killing her first." Callie heard the other guy tell Sam.
Callie's heart was beating so fast she thought it was going to burst out of her chest. She heard Sam say "he'll handle it" and saw the two begin walking towards her.
"Callie!" Sam yelled.
"Everyone else stay put!" The other man yelled.
Callie hesitantly walked towards Sam, holding her breath for some unknown reason.
"Sam what the hell are you doing?" Callie asked, crossing her arms across her chest.
She suddenly had a surge of power throughout her body, and didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. She knew Sam. She knew him really well. She shouldn't be afraid, should she?
"Look, I know this looks bad-" Sam began before Callie cut him off.
"Damn straight it looks bad! You're holding innocent people hostage for what?"
"It's been a long time since that group home, Callie. Things can change and things did and they got complicated." Sam tried explaining.
"That's no excuse for what you're doing right now. I know that you didn't have the easiest life growing up and I know what you went through. We were both in the system and both in that group home. You are the last person I would expect to turn to this life." Callie said, keeping her voice low.
"Callie, a lot has changed in these last 4 years." Sam began again.
"Sam. You were the best friend I ever had growing up. No matter what happened in the years between then and now is an excusable reason for doing this. Do you really want to be another statistic? You know adults that come out of the system don't have the best reputation. Do you remember that night we snuck on to the roof? You told me you wanted to prove everyone wrong. Prove to people that just because you weren't growing up the way most people were that you could contribute something great to the world. Do you really think you would be making that kid on the roof proud right now?" Callie argued.
She couldn't help the anger that she felt. This wasn't the Sam she knew, and maybe reminding him of this would help her chances of getting out alive.
When Sam didn't answer, Callie raised an eyebrow. Maybe she had gotten through to him, just a little bit.
"What about Emily?" Callie said cautiously.
Callie watched as Sam clenched his fists.
"Don't." He said softly.
"You told me you promised her to be someone she would be proud of. What happened to that? I know you never properly got over your parent's and Emily's accident, but this isn't what they would want for you. It's not what I want for you. I know how smart you are. I know how much potential you have. You can still do great things." Callie tried.
"I can't go out there. I'll go to prison." Sam said.
"You have a better chance at a better life if you surrender yourself without harming anyone. I promise things will work out you just have to stop with...this" Callie said, motioning her hands around.
"I don't know, Callie."
"Would you rather live a life like this? The life you never wanted for yourself? Constantly living in fear of getting caught? You can't do that to yourself. I know it's scary to put yourself out there and to do things that you don't know the outcome to but I also know that it's worth it. Sam, this isn't you. You can turn things around just have faith in yourself. If that's not enough, think of all the innocent people in here. They have families. Hurting them could do more damage than you think. What if you put a child in the foster system by killing their mother? Sam, you have to just put things into perspective." Callie continued.
"What do I tell him? What do I tell Hank?" Sam asked.
"That's up to you." Callie said. "You know him better than I do."
Sam and Callie walked back towards the rest of the people and Callie crouched as she saw Hank and Sam walk towards the counter. She could tell by the look in Hank's face when Sam started talking that things were not going to go smoothly.
Outside, Stef and Lena made their way to Captain Roberts.
"Captain I know you said I can't help but if you don't let me anything I can guarentee I will go crazy. I know I don't have the best repuation with making rational decisions when it comes to my children, but you can't blame me. This time is different. There's tons of other officers here and I have my vest on so please, just let me do something." Stef pracically begged.
"Well, Stef, I can't just let you bust in there but would it make you feel better if I let you go in there after the SWAT team catches the men responsible for this with a few other officers while they get the hostages so you can get Callie yourself?" Captain negotiated.
"I ask nothing more. When is the SWAT team taking action? They've been standing here for hours." Stef asked.
"Well, just a few minutes ago Callie and one of the guys were talking for a pretty long time. Now the two men are off to the side talking, so I'm assuming soon. It would be safest for the hostages." Roberts explained.
Lena felt her heart drop into her stomach at the thought of Callie talking to one of those people.
As the three woman stood there discussing more of what was to happen, a gun shot rang out from inside the building. Stef, without any hesitation began running towards the door as the SWAT team finally spilled into the restaurant.
GUYS I AM SO SORRY! I spilled water all over my laptop and completely ruined it and I couldn't afford a new one until just yesterday! I didn't mean to abandon anything. I'm back all is well. I hope you still are interested in this story. Love you all xoxo