Tracey tried to sit up, but despite her intentions, she was only upright for a few moments before having to lay back down. At first Tracey was confused. Her vision was blurry and at first she was unsure of where she was. But as time passed, her vision cleared up and she recognized the old church building that she used to visit so often before the FAYZ. The building, which had once held so many happy memories, now looked sad and dilapidated.

Sam was still holding Tracey's hand. She turned to him with a look of despair in her eyes. Trace was weak and she knew it, and she didn't like it. "Why?" was all she asked him.

Sam was confused. "Why did Drake cut you? It was because we-"

"-no." Trace cut him off. "Not what I meant. Why did you 'rescue' me? Now Caine and Drake are going to come after everyone that I love! If they get hurt it would be because of me and I couldn't live with myself if that happened!" Trace was starting to get worked up and Sam was worried she would make the situation worse. He needed her to stay calm.

"First of all, Tracey I need you to take a deep breath. Good. I don't want you to worry, we have people keeping an eye on Drake and Caine, and if they go near anyone they shouldn't, we'll know about it and be able to stop them. As for your friends and family, we have people keeping an eye on them too, making sure that they're safe. Don't worry, we do know what we're doing."

Tracey breathed a sigh of relief. "But Sam, how did you know that I needed to be rescued?"

"There's a girl at Coates who works for Caine, her name is Bree. Originally she had been told that Caine was going to talk with you only. But she overheard Caine asking Drake to whip you to the point where you where at the brink of death, so that he could scare you into making a deal with him. Bree heard the screaming, but didn't want to make an enemy out of Caine, so she said nothing. However, recently when she learned the terms of his little, 'deal', she felt she had to act, and made me aware of the situation. Said she couldn't justify sitting back and letting him keep you there."

"So Caine planned the whole thing? He even orchestrated that whole incident with Drake? I should've known. Ugh I'm such an idiot!" she cursed him under her breath.

Just then Edilio walked up. "Sam I need a word with you." when Sam didn't move, he jerked his thumb. "...over here." Sam got up and followed Edilio into the far corner of the room. From where she was laying, Tracey could only hear bits and pieces of their conversation.

"...that's terrible..." Sam was saying.

"...we've got to tell her." said Edilio.

"...can't... might put her into shock... to risky..."

"...no choice... what if it were you?..."

"...fine." Sam eventually agreed, and the two walk back over to her.

"What's going on?" She asked.

"Tracey, something terrible has happened, something horrible. Hunter is dead. I'm so sorry."

Trace had pain in her eyes. "No! He's not dead! He can't be dead! No! No I won't believe it!" She stood up and slapped Sam, hard, and looked like she was ready to slug him. "Don't say that! Don't you dare say that!"

Sam grabbed her fists to keep her from hitting anyone else. She was still incredibly weak from losing so much blood, but when he asked her to lie down, she refused. Since she was obviously not going to cooperate, Sam simply picked her up. She fought him, but he was much stronger. He sat down on the bed with her cradled in his arms and her head resting against his bare chest. (he hadn't had time to replace the shirt he used as a bandage, seeing as how he was by her side the entire time.)

A single tear ran down Tracey's cheek and it wasn't long before she had fallen back asleep, still in Sam's arms. Sam felt so bad for her. The pain she was feeling now was worse that anything Drake had inflicted.

Eventually Sam fell asleep too, still upright, and still holding Tracey.

"Hey Astrid!" Albert called. "Can you give this to Sam?" he handed her a list of business propositions. "I was hoping he could look them over, and you know, tell me what he thinks. Last I saw he was in the church with that girl Tracey, if you don't mind."

"Sure thing, Albert." Astrid answered. As she made her way up to the church, she couldn't help thinking about what Sam would be wanting with Tracey. She was a bit worried, as Tracey was very pretty. She tried to tell herself that Tracey probably just had a work related question to ask Sam. Astrid was definitely not expecting to find the two asleep, her in his arms