Authors note:
Here is chapter 3! I hope you'll enjoy!
FYI, the chapters in this fic works as memories of the moments between Sam and Chester.
I won't be detailing every case they work on, but the moments that are important to the story and their relationship
Memory 3: In this together
"Are you okay?" Olivia asked, as she approached Sam.
She nodded: "Yeah, just new guy here giving me a hard time about the whole personal-ankle-on-the-case kind of thing and now I feel guilty for asking him to shut the hell up on his first day" as she let her body rest against the car with her arms crossed.
"He doesn't know?" Olivia asked quietly as Chester got out of the car.
Sam looked back at him before turning her head back at Olivia: "No, and he ain't gonna" she said with a serious face and raised her brows a little, as Elliot interrupted their little chat.
"The troopers are parking down the road. Nobody has left the house and they say they haven't seen the kids since they arrived. They snuck up to the house and peaked inside the windows"
"So he could have killed the kids?" Chester suggested and Sam gave him a look, before pulling her bulletproof vest out of the trunk. She threw one to Chester and pulled hers one. "The kids better be alive, or I will shoot those bastards asses as soon as I see them"
She started walking down the path that led to the house, and she knew that her co-workers send each other looks.
It wasn't the first time for Elliot and Olivia to see Sam like that. Irritated and hungry for justice.
They caught up with her. "Chester and I take the house, you go around back?" She looked at Olivia and Elliot who gave her a nod.
Slowly they approached the house, Elliot and Olivia going around the house.
"Ready?" she asked Chester. He nodded and banged down the door.
"NYPD! Nobody move" Elliot shouted for the whole household to hear.
Suddenly a woman appeared running towards them with a breadknife. Before she could attack anyone Sam reacted and threw the woman's hands behind her back, causing her to drop the knife. "Mrs. Thompson, you're under arrest" Sam hissed through her teeth.
"Where are your husband and the kids?" Chester asked, walking towards her. "Bite me" she hissed back and they heard a car engine start.
"He's making a run for it! ELLIOT!" Sam shouted, begging for Elliot to either hear her shouting or the car engine.
Before Sam could react she felt an elbow hitting her stomach, all air left her and she spun around on one feet, causing her to hit her forehead on the edge of a wooden table behind her.
She felt dizzy and groaned in pain, as she felt the blood started running from the wound. All she remembered seeing was the woman running out the front door, heading for the car, that was parked in the drive way.
"Sam, are you alright?" Chester kneeled beside her and she waved her hand in direction of the door. "I'm fine, just go get them!"
Chester went off and she heard Elliot yell something to Chester, before they ran after the car that was about to take off.
Sam frowned her face in pain and held a hand to her head, as she tried to get up, but she fell right back down and hit the floor.
"Urgh, god damn it" she hissed through her teeth and saw Olivia kneeling down at her.
"Sam.." she exhaled. "Sam, it's okay. It's going to be okay. I've called for an ambulance. It's on it's okay"
Sam just nodded and pointed at a door, leading to a basement.
"Liv, we need to get down there. The trooper said there are kids in the house, but they aren't on this floor. There's no 1st floor, they have to be down there. Get them, I'll be right behind you"
Olivia shook her head. "You're staying here, okay? You might have a concussion"
"It doesn't matter, what matters is they kids. They might be dying down there, and if there are 5 kids down there, you can't get them up at once, on your own. Go!"
Olivia got up and ran to the down, yanking it open, and ran down the stars.
Sam slowly got up and trembled to the door and down the stairs. Her vision was still blurry but she managed to get down there.
"Oh my god!" she sighed under her breath, as she saw 5 kids hanging in chains by their wrists. Olivia yanked the pipe down and the kids' hands slowly felt down.
"He drugged them. If the paramedics don't get here soon, they're going to die" Olivia panted and Sam fell to the floor, unable to do anything. She got more and more dizzy with each minute. The blood ran down in her eyes. She tried to stay strong, to get back up on her feet and help Olivia, but she couldn't. It was all a blur and her body felt so heavy…
2 minutes later the paramedics arrived along with six ambulances.
The last thing Sam remembered before passing out was being brought into the ambulance, feeling someone holding her hand, as the person softly said: "It's all going to be okay, Sam. Everything's going to be okay"
"So… You're good to go. Just remember to relax and clean the wound and if you get any problems or worse headache's than you're usual used to, give us a call" Sam nodded and send the nurse a grateful smile.
Luckily the wound on her forehead wasn't as bad as she had first expected. It was a nasty wound, but she was lucky enough to avoid a concussion.
She jumped down from the hospital bed, and grabbed her leatherjacket and her purse and walked down the hallway, and smiled big when she saw Fin walking towards her.
"Fin, what are you doing here?"
She held out her arms and embraced him in a hug.
"Well, I heard you got tackled by a crazy bitch today. I came here to drive you to the precinct. Are you doing okay?" he asked and placed a hand on her upper arm.
She shrugged her shoulders. Her arms were crossed, holding her leatherjacket tight. "I'm okay, I guess. It doesn't hurt as much as it did when I woke up from my daze, but… Yeah, I'm okay. I guess I have some apologizing to do" she let out a little laugh, when she remembered how she went off at Chester a couple of hours later.
"Oh, you mean when you yelled at Chester earlier?" Fin asked and sends her a little smile.
Sam send him a look. How the hell did he knew about that?
Before she could even ask him, he turned his head to her as they walked down the halls of the hospital: "He told me. And don't worry about him. He's not mad at you" he said, sounding too sure for Sam to believe it could be true.
"How can you be so sure that he's not mad at me? I treated him like crap, I mean.. He was just trying to be nice. That doesn't give me the right to snap at him like that?"
"He knows how stressful it was for you and he felt that he was nagging on you and pressuring you into tell him about what happened with your brother and parents, and he never intended to do that. Actually, he drove with you in the ambulance" Fin said and Sam stopped immediately.
"Was that him holding my hand in the ambulance? I was so spaced out, I didn't recognize the voice" she said, and couldn't believe that her brand new partner would do that for her.
Fin nodded. "Maybe you're new partner isn't so bad after all.. But I know you miss me" he send her a playful smile as he opened the car door for her, as they reached the parking garage.
"Of course I miss you" she smiled and got into the passenger seat. "But lucky for both of us, we still see each other every day"
"And you ain't getting rid of me" he laughed and started the engine and drove them to the precinct.
