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POINTING FINGERS

Chapter Three:
He's Alive!

Cass nearly dropped the teas as Des hurried past her. "Des, where are you going?" She called after him. But didn't reply, just rushing through the hospital doors and out of sight. She shrugged and carried the teas back to the room where a nurse was leaning over Sam. Seeing her and assuming the worst, she put the cups down. "Is he okay?" She asked, walking around the other side of the bed and trying to see him. She was aware her tone had risen, but she didn't care.

Then Sam's eyes slowly opened and he grinned slightly. "Never felt worse actually." He groaned, his voice raspy.

Cass broke into a wide grin. "I can't believe it." She threw her arms around his neck.

"I can't believe you're choking me already." Sam coughed out.

Cass pulled away. "Sorry." She said softly.

Sam smiled. "It's fine."

"You've had quite a few visitors since the accident."

Sam smiled then looked away.

"What happened? The last thing I remember seeing was him throw the petrol bomb..." He trailed off.

"Who?" Cass asked, taking a seat. Neither of them had noticed the nurse leave, too caught up in each other. Sam couldn't take his eyes off Cass, surprised and happy that she was waiting for him to wake up. Cass, in typical cop mode, wanted nothing more than to figure out who was behind this. "Who threw it? He caused an explosion that killed 5 officers..." Realising she was beginning to get a bit frantic Cass quickly calmed herself down.

"Killed 5 officers? Who?"

Cass counted them off on her fingers. "Monroe, Paul, Ben, Kate Spears and Di." Sam sighed and looked away. "There were gas canisters inside the building. The petrol bomb hit them..." Sam shook his head silently. "If you know who did it Sam..." Cass whispered, leaning towards him.

Sam nodded. "I know who did it. I can't tell you." Cass grabbed his hand. He looked back towards her. "If he knows that you know he'll come after you. I can't do that." He said slowly before closing his eyes.

Cass let go of his hand. "Fine, I'll have to find out myself."

But Sam had already gone back to sleep and didn't hear her storm out.

*

"Harker's awake." Des told Reg back at the station.

Reg grinned. "Excellent, I'll have to go see him." He smiled, grabbing his tea off the woman behind the counter with a smile. Des looked away. "What is it?" Reg asked, holding out a tea to Des. He frowned when Des didn't take and softly shoved it into his hand.

"It's about the explosion. I have to tell you something."

A call came through the radio and Reg took it. Des woke up from his trance.
"I'll tell you in the car."

*

"You did what?"

"I threw the petrol bomb that blew up the station."

"Really?" Reg could barely believe what he'd just heard.

Des nodded sadly. "I was trying to get rid of some counterfeit money. I didn't know there were gas canisters in there."

Reg looked out the window. "I can't believe what I'm hearing." He said, staring out the front window, completely unable to meet Des' eye despite the fact his friend sounded remorseful.

"It gets worse. He saw me throw it."

Reg looked back at Des. "Who did?"

"Sam Harker. He saw me throw it. I'm dead."