I meant to have this up last night, but I was being a moody brat about the episode. I'm not getting my Sam/Andy interaction quota this season. It's annoying me. It seems they're only together every other episode and only briefly. At least the previews for next week look a bit more promising. Luke is pathetic. **gangs on his confession that he wants her back**
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Andy had just slid the phone back into her boot and tightening her laces as she heard the door crash open behind her. She jumped, but she wouldn't give the moron who barged his way into the room get the satisfaction of hearing her yelp. This was the guy that had knocked her out. Andy couldn't help herself as she stared at her she made a face of disgust but she didn't back down. She refused to show him any kind of fear.
"Aww look it Petey, seems the princess woke up," he stared down at her defiant face. When she refused to make a noise or show fear he stepped into room and grabbed her roughly by the shoulders and slammed her up against the wall. "Don't try it you little tramp. You don't got no back up. You're all alone."
Andy met his eyes with a new streak of defiance. Oh, I've got back up jackass. And boy will you be sorry when he gets here. She allowed herself a small smirk was seemed to piss him off.
"What's so funny," the man snarled at her.
Andy merely looked at him. She refused to give him any kind of reaction, he didn't deserve one. Someone else entering the room broke up the staring match that they were engaged in.
Andy looked over at the slim man in a hoodie. He had matched the description given my dispatch earlier. Petey, check. Andy made a mental note to file that little fact away. It was one more bit of information that she could pass along to Sam.
"Donny," he began hesitantly. "Maybe you should just let her be until the boss can make his way here or get us a better plan."
Andy's eyes flicked back to the man who currently had her crushed against the wall. So the brute must be Donny. She took in his appearance, the jagged scar across his nose, the blue eyes that were dull and hardened. His bald head that shone. From the way he had jammed up against the wall, Andy could barely make out the scorpion tattoo on his forearm. Bad ass she thought to herself trying not to roll her eyes. How much more like a stereo type did this guy want to be.
"C'mon man," Petey's voice shook. "The cops are searching the warehouses how long do you think it will be before
Andy didn't know what possessed her to do it, but she smirked at Donny and kicked him as hard as she could in his privates. Unfortunately her show of bravado had only served to piss her one captor off. Donny looked at her and slapped her across the face with a thunderous blow. At first, all Andy could do was shake her head, but that did nothing but make it feel all that much more intense. The black and purple spots were dancing around her vision and there was a distinct metallic taste of blood in her mouth. The scumbag had split her lip.
Andy was done playing nice, she begin thrashing about trying to get free of his grip. Her anger gave her a new fire. For a second she saw the fear contort his face but then he quickly gained the upper hand. He was easily three times her size, and a hell of a lot stronger than she could have imagined.
Somewhere in the midst of the scuffle Petey had intervened and gotten Andy away from Donny. That only pissed him off more. Donny began landing punches and shoved her down onto the ground. Once he got there he kicked her repeatedly until he got tired of it. He knelt down and grabbed her forcing her head up off of the floor and she struggled to breath. "Try that again bitch, and I swear to God, I'll kill you."
After they had left the room, Andy dragged herself into a corner facing the door. She knew she had to get a message to Sam.
They know I'm awake. 2 men. 1 suspect, Petey, matching dispatch description. #2 big guy big build. Body builder, blonde. Scorpion tattoo on inside left wrist. Scar on his nose. Name is Donny.
Andy was struggling not to cry. She refused. She was going to make Sam, her dad, her friends, and herself proud. Taking a deep breath, Andy tried to will the pain away from her mind. She knew that under her clothes there were nasty bruises forming and probably some cuts that were gonna sting like hell. Right now all she could focus on was Sam. There was no way in hell she was going to tell him about the beating. He needed to stay calm and focused so he wouldn't go off and do something crazy.
She looked down to see Sam's message and tried to reign in her emotions.
What happened McNally? You're doing great in there. Hambulence on standby.
Andy didn't know how he did it, but he knew. She contemplated lying to Sam, but she knew that he would know. He always knew. She was going to keep it simple. Space on the details. Just enough information to be relevant.
Don't make me laugh Sam. It hurts too much to laugh at your lame jokes.
That's all she was willing to give him. She wasn't lying, wasn't denying that anything happened. Just let him know that she wasn't hurt too badly. Andy knew that she would survive. She nearly jumped when she heard Petey and Donny arguing. They were going to move her soon. She only prayed that someone the gang from 15 got to her first. Sam's response came quickly.
Tell me what happened. NOW. Don't lie or down play it.
Andy knew that she was in trouble. Sam was probably pacing and making other people nervous. She knew that his anger was inflated and she pitied anyone who had to deal with him right now. She also knew that there was nothing to be gained from crumbling and telling Sam what had happened. He knew that something had happened and that's all he needed to know right now. There would time enough after he found her to tell him everything.
I don't think Donny thinks I'm too cute/friendly anymore. He'll be singing a bit higher 4 a while. He was just a lil mad. I'm ok. Nothing is broken.
Andy laid her had back against the wall. She knew that she needed to save her battery for when it was important. She knew that Sam would understand it too. Tucking her phone back into her boot, Andy strained to hear what was going on in the other room. The morons were practically laying out there plan of how to get her out of the building and past the cops who were searching the nearby buildings.
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