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CHAPTER 4: ...One Hell of a Week.

"Don?" Sam groaned trying to move, but her seat belt had her trapped in her seat "Don."

Don's forehead was against the steering wheel. Sam stretched out her arm, her fingers tips just brushing his neck as she checked for a pulse. She let out a breath, he was just unconscious. Sam glanced over he shoulder when the passenger door behind Don was pulled open, a hand began grabbing the bags from the back seat.

"No!" Sam exclaimed trying to grab evidence bags from the back while she pushed the remains of her camera under her seat with her foot, praying the memory card was still in one piece.

The man simply slapped Sam's hand away when she made a grab for some of the DNA evidence. Sam glanced at Don blood was trickling down the side of his face. Sam looked back up as the get away vehicle drove away. Sam struggled with her seat belt for a moment before giving up and grabbing the pocket knife out of her glove compartment. She cut the straps of her seat belt. Shifting she gently laid Don back so he was leaning against his seat.

Sam struggled with her door, it wouldn't open, she then reached across Don and tried his door, no such luck. Sam slide her hand into her jeans pocket pulling out her cell phone.

"Taylor." The marine's voice came on the other end.

"Mac. Don and I were in a crash. They took all the evidence Mac."

"Are you okay?"

"I can't get out of the truck Mac the damn doors are stuck."

"Okay the EMT's and fire department are on their way. Hold tight Sam."

Sam shoved her cell in her pocket.

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Sam sat quietly on the edge of the ambulance, now that her adrenaline had gone down her arm was really starting to hurt.

"There, your arm should heal well." The middle aged paramedic wrapping Sam's forearm.

"Thanks." Sam nodded standing up.

She walked over to where Mac was standing talking on his cell.

"That was Hawks. Flack's going to be okay, he's got a minor concussion, and some cuts and bruises. They want to keep him over night for observations." Mac said flipping his cell shut.

"Hows that going over?" Sam asked pulling on her jacket.

"Not well." Mac chuckled.

"I'll go check on him after shift." Sam grinned.

"Sam you should go home." Mac said.

"No Mac, someone nearly killed Don and I. And I'm gonna find them." Sam turned on her heal and headed away from her boss.

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Sam let out a frustrated groan snapping her cell shut. Stella had called and told her that all the evidence was gone, except for Sam's camera, which was sitting on a light up table infront for her in about a million pieces!

"Hey! You should be at home resting!" Danny said coming into the lab.

"Would you be at home resting if it was you and Lindsey in that car?" Sam asked as she fished around for the memory card.

"Touche."

"GOT IT!" Sam grinned pulling out a pristine looking memory card.

"Are you sure that thing was in the camera?" Danny asked in disbelief taking said card from Sam.

"Those things are tough."

Sam snatched the card out of Danny's hand and heading to the AV lab.

"Was that nice Alberta?" Danny asked.

"I wanna find these guys Danny, something on this card could tell us who did it."

"How? Did ya get pics of 'em?"

Sam sighed, Danny was right she didn't get any pictures of them "Way to be a killjoy."

"I'm not a killjoy yet Alberta." Danny said grabbing the memory card "You obviously got pictures of the crime scene and we still have the body."

Sam nodded.

"Okay how about I root through this thing." he held up the memory card "And you go to hospital and check on Flack."

Sam nodded. She pushed herself out of her chair, pulled off her lab coat and headed towards the locker room.

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"And I'm tellin' ya I'm fine! Gimme some Aspirin and I'll be on my way!" Flack's voice boomed just as Sam stepped off the elevator.

"Mr-"

"Detective!"

"Detective Flack you have a concussion you need to rest!"

"I'll rest at home in my own damn bed!"

"Detective SIT DOWN before you FALL DOWN!"

Sam poked her head in Don's room to see a red faced Flack using the bed for support as he yelled at his middle aged doctor.

"I'M FINE!" Flack snapped standing up straight only to lose his balance and grab the bed again.

Sam chose that moment to make herself known "Feeling at home?"

"Thank god! Sam tell the good doc that I'm fine and I can go home!"

"After that amazing display of balance I'm gonna say no!" Sam said moving to Flack's side and grabbing his arm gently.

Flack glared at her clearly not liking her answer.

"I'll take it from here doc." Sam smiled.

The doctor didn't protest probably glad not to have to deal with the stubborn detective.

"WHAT!" Flack exclaimed when Sam crossed her arm's over her chest and raised an eyebrow.

"You were in a car accident Don! You need to lay down on the bed and shut up!"

"As I recall you were in the same accident and your not in the hospital."

"I don't have a concussion." Sam replied "And quit pouting you know it doesn't work."

"It use to!"

Sam raised her eyebrow as she smirked.

"Okay for the first 2 weeks!" Flack admitted flopping back onto the small bed.

Sam grinned as she walked to Flack "Since I know how much you hate hospital gowns, I stopped at the apartment and got this."

Sam deposited a small duffel bag on Don's lap. Flack smiled as he pulled out a pair of pj pants and his NYPD t-shirt.

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A few minutes later Flack was reluctantly back in his hospital bed.

"See is it that hard?" Sam teased.

"Yes!" Flack huffed.

"You'll live a lot longer if your less stubborn."

Flack snorted.

"Its true! According to my dad anyway."

"I think your dad only meant that for you."

"Are you calling me stubborn?"

"And annoying, and-"

"I get it Donnie!" Sam laughed.

Sam glanced down as Unstoppable by Rascal Flatts came through her cell indicating she'd gotten a text.

"You are such a country girl!" Flack snorted.

"Danny's got something." Sam said before turning to look at Flack "It's better than being a city boy."

Sam kissed Don's nose before leaving the room.

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