AUTHOR'S NOTE :

Okay okay I deserve all the hate imaginable, but hear me out! I have taken 3 sets of exams since I last updated each having 10 subjects with 3 hour long papers; theses exams are a really big deal where I live and determine your college admission. I'm sorry, but I simply could not update. I know it's a lot to ask but please you guys should at least breeze through the story to understand what's happening...

Andy sat down. She didn't care about how it was the middle of the airport, she didn't care that she was a cop, she didn't care about the looks she was getting; all she knew was that Sam had left. Left without hearing her out, or believing her. And to add a cherry to her fantastic life predicament cake, he was gone for a time period which he himself hadn't determined yet.

Andy got up with purpose. She had to turn herself off. Her feelings and emotions were interfering with her ability to live and function so she was just going to do away with them. She was done thinking about Sam and everything he had said and done to her. She put up a mask so expressionless even Sam would've found it a little tough to figure out what she was thinking about and headed home.

As she entered the Swarek Mansion, she silently shook her head at Sarah, telling her that she hadn't been able to meet Sam at the airport. It was so much easier to lie and not reveal anything, she was sick of trying to look happy. She spent the whole day like that, moving around the house aimlessly walking, her famliy members having decided that she was best left alone in her sullen mood.

4 AM...

"Sam please listen to me…"

"No Andy, I have to go."

"Sam I swear I didn't know…"

"Goodbye Andy."

Andy awoke suddenly, panting and anxious. She replayed the words again and again in her head. "Goodbye Andy." She grabbed a glass of water from the table and gulped it down, assuring herself that she would convince Sam somehow. She suddenly felt something was wrong. Very, very wrong. By the time Sam would've arrived London, it would've been 11PM and he hadn't called. Sure , Sam could've been tired and all, and he wasn't about to talk to her, but he would've at least contacted Sarah, especially because he knew how much she worried about him.

Andy got up and ran to the kitchen to drink more water, but being her usual clumsy self succeeded in knocking over a metallic vase and created quite the stir in the house. The whole household awoke with a start and rushed to the kitchen, trying to locate the source of the commotion.

"Andy?" asked Sarah, worried, "Andy what's wrong? Was that you who knocked over the vase? What are you doing here so late?"

Andy blushed, embarrassed to have awakened the entire family. "I'm sorry. I was just worried about Sam. He didn't call to check in and that in itself would've been okay but I just had a gut feeling that something was wrong and…"

Sarah laughed at her sister-in-law's antics, "Relax Andy, I'm sure he just forgot to text. You know how bad he is about that. By the time he remembered, he probably didn't want to wake us, so he'll probably call tomorrow morning or something. Don't worry about Sam."

Nobody noticed Derek glaring at Andy for being worried about Sam, actually caring about whether or not he was okay. Nobody noticed They also didn't see him slip out the room and send a buddy of his a quick text and nobody noticed him return, nor did they observe his stealthy return.

Andy took a deep breath and calmed down, "Yeah. I guess he was probably just tired or something," she sounded like she was trying to convince herself.

A few seconds later, her phone buzzed to life with a text.

Reached the hotel. Will call tomorrow. Battery almost dead :)

Andy heaved a sigh of relief as she saw that is was from Sam. Sarah too, let our a breath she didn't know she'd been holding, "See? Nothing to worry about. My baby brother, and your husband, is fine."

It's only when Andy saw that Sarah was the one comforting her instead of the other way round, that she realized that she looked and sounded like a complete wreck. She gave them all an apologetic smile and departed from there, finally able to fall asleep.

She next morning when Andy reached the station, Traci dragged her into the locker room, not having seen her since her in over a week," WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? WHY ON EARTH DO I GET A CALL FROM YOU WHEN I'M AT MY HONEYMOON TELLING ME NOT TO TELL ANYONE YOU GOT MARRIED CAN YOU EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT IS HAPPENING?"

Andy took a deep breath," Nothing Trace, he asked me, I said yes, we're very much in love."

Traci narrowed her eyes at Andy but was cut off by Andy leading her to parade.

Andy had been paired with Dov. She didn't really mind, between Oliver trying to talk to her about Sam and Traci trying to wiggle the truth out from her, Andy was glad she was spending the day with someone who didn't know about her secret marriage.

"Andy?" he asked.

"Yeah Dov?" she answered, unsure of where he was going with this.

" Are you okay? You seem... I don't know… different I guess. Closed off. Is everything alright?"

"No," she confessed. "Everything is not alright, but I'll figure it out."

Dov nodded, not breaching the subject any further and instead picking up his coffee and taking a long sip, still concerned.

The shrill cry of her cell phone broke Andy out of her reverie and he answered quickly realizing it was an international number. "Hello?"

"Mrs. Swarek?" asked a British female on the other end.

Andy's breath was caught, fearing the worst, but she answered without bothering to correct the lady from calling her 'Swarek'. "Yes, this is she. What is this regarding?"

The woman on the other end seemed happy to know she had been given the right number," My name is Holly and I'm from the Premiere Inn Hotel, London. We had a room reserved for Mr. Sam Swarek, which he was suppose to check into yesterday night. However, Mr. Swarek has yet to do that. We checked with the Airport and the flight he was to travel by was on time. We were wondering if you knew whether he was coming at all? Perhaps his travel plans changed or he has missed his flight?"

Andy couldn't think, move or breathe. She said a quiet 'yes' on the phone and cut it quickly. Sam wasn't in Toronto. She had seen him go toward the airport. If he had missed his flight, he would've come home. She took out the text message and stared at it.

Reached the hotel. Will call tomorrow. Battery almost dead :)

Sam had sent it to her. But why? They didn't text or even speak much those days. He would've sent the text to Sarah but he sent it to her. Andy cursed herself for not seeing it earlier, but the message ended with a smiley face. Andy reached home and sat on her bed, pondering over that day.

A few weeks ago... When they were dating.

Andy stared at her phone where she had sent Sam yet another joke Ollie had told her with a winky face, and waited for his reply. She stared at it, a little annoyed.

Would it kill you to send an emoticon once a while? It seems like you're pissed... –Andy

Oh come on McNally. These things are ridiculous! As if I'd ever make an expression like this one :D –Sam

Sam... You're being stupid. Just try them out. Once.- Andy

It'll be a cod day in hell before I send anyone one of these McNally, let alone you. My smirks in real life are way sexier- Sam

Andy couldn't figure out what to do. She began to nervously pace around her room and think about what she should do, call up Traci? Chris? Dov? Oliver?

As much as Andy wanted to do that, her friends had been asking her way too many questions lately and she was worried she'd break down due to all this stress and tell them everything.

So Andy got up and headed towards the only other option she could see, Sarah. She found her sitting in the living room, knitting, while Jeremy sat with her, holding the wool, awed by his sister's knitting abilities.

"Sarah? I know we got a text form Sam and all... But I'd feel much better if there was some way to talk to him on the phone?" Andy tentatively asked.

Sarah sighed. "I know. I've tried calling him, but he isn't answering. He gets like this during this time of year and he cuts off for days at a stretch. I don't like it, but I'm not surprised either Andy."

Andy nodded and muttered something about wanting to get a snack form the kitchen. Derek had been watching this exchange the whole time and once again picked up his cell phone.

It had been yet another long day and by the time dinner was over and done with Andy was ready to collapse onto her bed and doze off, when the landline in her room began to ring.

She rubbed sleep out of her eyes and answered. "Hello?"

"McNally?" whispered the voice on the other side. Andy dropped the pillow she was holding; it felt like someone had just knocked the wind out of her.

"Sam? Are you okay? Where are you? Why haven't you called? And that text…"

Andy began throwing a volley of questions at him.

"Andy I love you," he said.

There was a click on the other side and the line went dead.

Sam snapped the phone shut and handed it to the man standing before him, "Thank you for giving me the privilege of calling. I am truly in your debt."

The man in front of him, Sam suspected his name was Dan, ignored his sarcasm and moved the gun pointed straight at his heart , down, but stayed out of reach.

"Fine we'll go with awkward silence instead," said Sam, his voice laced with annoyance. He silently marveled at how much he had changed since meeting Andy. Normally he would've been cool and calm, looking bored even, but now he found himself being sarcastic and chit chatty. Well, not really chit chatty but he thought he may as well be as irritating and sarcastic as possible.

Sam thought back to his last interaction with her...

Sam grabbed his bags, "Time's up Andy. I gotta go. I have a flight to catch."

"No Sam, please wait! Traci! I'll call her, or Dad-" Andy began.

Sam gave her a sad look, "Forget it. You know what the worst part is? I waited for twenty minutes because a small part of me was hoping that you were telling the truth... That you really had no idea. I so badly wanted to believe you... Bye," he whispered.

"No Sam, please," she begged. But she knew it was too late. He'd made up his mind.

So she watched. She watched him enter the terminal doors, without turning to look back.

Sam headed over to the desk where he had to pick up his boarding pass to London and while standing in line he saw a guy chasing after a girl who was leaving; a scene straight out of a movie. The couldn't have been any older than... twenty? The girl turned around and said, "I needed some time, okay? But I can't go, I love you." The boy's face split into a huge smile before he leaned down and kissed the girl in front of him. Practically the whole airport, except Sam of course began to applaud and cheer. Sam walked by the couple but not before hearing the boy say something.

Sam cursed himself as he thought about the boy's words, much like the words he too, had promised a certain lion hearted, doe eyed wife of his. He felt a pang when he realized that Andy hadn't even gotten a chance to explain herself to him. She didn't seem like she was lying; she was a really horrible liar and even when she did manage to pull off a good lie Sam had always managed to see through it. He couldn't leave... Not like this. He HAD to go see her and hear her out. Then he'd make his decision, but first he had to go.

He turned around and left the airport, feeling lighter than he had in days and headed towards where he had parked his car. He had barely reached it when an needle was thrust into his neck and the world around him went black.

Sam didn't know what happened next, where he was, how he got there, or who had arranged his kidnapping. All he knew was that Dan had pointed a gun to his head and told him that his boss had asked Sam to make a call home to his wife, reassure her that he was okay and hang up without letting her know he was kidnapped.

Sam thought about what his phone conversation had been like. He felt a myriad of emotions running through him, the most prevalent being relief and pride. Relief stemmed from the fact that Andy was okay and safely at home while pride was because she knew. She knew he wasn't okay; she's mentioned the text, emoticon and something about a hotel to him. He couldn't help but feel that surge of happiness because he knew that she knew.

And if there was one thing he could count on; Andy would get him out of here somehow. Hopefully she'd tell Oliver and Best about her suspicions soon.

Andy's first reaction was that of shock. This phone call had just confirmed what she had feared this whole time. Sam was not okay. He was being held somewhere against his will. Andy picked up her cell to call the one person who would understand her panic and would know what to do, Oliver Shaw.

By the end, she had decided to forget calling Oliver but turn up at his doorstep instead.

Andy knocked on the door quietly and heard some shuffling around the house, before Oliver opened the door with his gun pointing right at her," Jeez McNally you scared me! What are you doing here?"

Andy watched Oliver put down the gun and whispered, "Something's wrong with Sam."

Oliver narrowed his eyes and moved away from the door frame to allow her to enter. "What are you talking about McNally?"

Andy paced back and forth as she told Oliver everything. Derek, how he tricked her, how she found out, how Sam somehow found out and forced her to marry him, the text message and finally, the phone call.

"Oliver, he used the phone to warn me. He said he loves me and he doesn't. It's more along the lines of hates me..."

Her Training Officer looked at her with saddened eyes. "McNally, I don't know why Sam was stupid enough to not listen to you or why he thought all this would be a great idea but one thing is for certain. He doesn't hate you. He can't, okay? And if your gut is telling you Sam is not okay then that's what I believe too."

Andy nodded, a tear slipping out of her eyes, not believing that Sam didn't hate her, "Now what?"

Oliver held out his hand for her phone. "I'm going to see if we can trace the number you got the call from."

"I already went by the station and found nothing. It's a burner cell Oliver, that doesn't help anyone," Andy replied.

Oliver raised his eyebrows at the fact that she had gone to the station at 4 AM, but didn't breech it further. "Okay. We'll alert all units to keep a lookout, we'll get airport footage to see when exactly he was taken. Sound good?"

Andy widened her eyes. "No way Oliver we CAN NOT do that! We're talking about people who are holding Sam freaking Swarek against his will. They'll get to know we're looking for him. We have to search off record and we can't tell anyone. Not even Jerry or Sergeant Best."

Oliver nodded. "We'll check up on it ourselves then. First thing in the morning we'll go to the airport and ask for their footage."

Andy grinned sheepishly and help up a few CDs. "I sorta already went."

"McNally... You can't just go around demanding security footage at 4 in the morning... But it's good that you did. Very Sam-like," he said with a wink and got his laptop out.

Andy and Oliver drove to the station together and stood at parade anxiously waiting to leave so they could finish watching the footage. Oliver had already gone to Best and requested that he be partnered with Andy because he wanted to 'see if she was okay because Sam had left' but in reality they both just wanted to spend the day investigating.

Thankfully Best had listened to them and paired them up together. Oliver grabbed his laptop and cruiser keys off his desk and made his way outside, holding the door open for Andy to go through before him.

Sitting in the car Andy took a deep breath and switched on the laptop, going through the rest of the footage as quickly as she could while Oliver drove the squad car around town. Thankfully, Oliver just turned off their radio so they wouldn't be disturbed.

Suddenly, Andy spotted some commotion on the screen as a guy chased a girl and after some exchange of words, the young couple kissed, causing the airport to burst into applause. She then saw Sam walk right by the pair and saw his expression become pained as the boy said something. Andy quickly edited the video to cut Sam out of it, removed the time stamp and sent it to Tech at the station and asked them to try to figure out what the boy had said.

Half an hour later, Andy's phone buzzed to life with a text from Tech.

The boy on the video said," You can't get rid of me that easily. I'm not going anywhere."

Andy's heart began to beat as she realized that Sam was pained because he had said the same thing to her. He had told her that he wouldn't give up and that he'd fight. She breezed through more footage and saw Sam move towards the exit of the airport and head toward his car. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. She watched with horror as he was grabbed from behind, drugged and shoved into a black SUV. She rewound the footage before turning to Oliver.

"There! See… there's Sam."

Oliver frowned at the screen and froze it suddenly, getting perfect view of the number plate. "Run it right now, fast."

Andy growled with frustration as once again, the number gave her no result. "He's not registered."

Oliver rolled his eyes. "Yes McNally, I understood that the first seven times you ran the number. Come on, we should turn on the radio and actually do our jobs."

Andy nodded, not trusting her voice to be able to sound confident.

Oliver saw her face and his expression turned soft. "Hey, come on McNally don't be like this. We'll find him okay; it's Sam. He always comes back."

Andy gave him a weak smile. "That's the problem Oliver; it's Sam. He has so many enemies we can't even figure out who on earth is behind all of this. His case files are taller than a 4 year old kid, not to mention his UC assignments! Last time he was held, at least I knew where he was, who he was taken by. This time we have absolutely nothing and I don…"

"Sam wants to have kids with you," Oliver blurted, not being able to come up with another way to end her rant and calm her down.

"Excuse me?" said Andy, eyebrows shooting up.

Oliver nervously chuckled. "Yeah he um… told me that after you guys got married. He told me he was angry with you, more than he had ever been with anyone, but he sometimes thought about the future. You know? Sundays at the park with kids and a dog or something."

Andy blushed furiously, but felt a little better," When we do find him Oliver can I ask him about this?"

"You utter a word to him McNally and I promise you I will write you such a poor review that you won't be cut loose," Oliver grunted.

The radio buzzed to life about a call for help regarding domestic disturbance and Oliver asked Andy to answer it, trying to distract her from thinking about Sam. When they arrived on the scene they worked their way the stairs and passed a man wearing a baseball cap of the Knicks and calmly walking down the stairs. Oliver asked him where Apartment 4B was and he pointed them the right way. Andy flashed him a smile which he returned and then the two cops headed upstairs.

They spent the rest of the day answering to calls for B&Es and even a robbery, nothing too stressful, but enough to distract Andy from thinking about Sam.

A few hours later...

Sarah looked around the dinner table with annoyance, Derek had been quiet, fuming because Andy seemed upset about Sam, Jeremy was texting his girlfriend, Hannah, and Andy was unusually quiet and kept pushing the food around on her plate. "Andy! What's wrong? Has Sam still not called yet? I swear to god when he comes home this time he will have it from me about his lack of communication skills!"

"No he called yesterday," said Andy truthfully. "I'm just thinking about... A case. Robbery. Yup that's it."

Sarah sighed and cleared the table. Andy headed up the stairs but paused outside Sarah's room, where Derek was talking on the phone. "Is everything okay? Do you have it under control?"

There was a pause while Derek listened to the person on the other end and growled. "What do you mean it's tough? I'm coming over."

Andy stepped behind a curtain as she heard him head towards the door and thought about what she had just heard. What is he talking about, she wondered. Her cop instincts told her that something was off. There was something strange about the way he was acting. Another girlfriend/fiancé, maybe? Andy couldn't help it. She had to see for herself and if what she suspected were true, then no amount of love Sarah had for Derek would stop Andy from telling Sarah the truth.

So here she was, trailing her brother-in-law slash ex-boyfriend slash ex-fiancé slash almost husband slash almost loan payer to see if he had a new girlfriend so that she could tell the mother of his child-to-be that he was a lying, cheating bastard.

Andy couldn't help but crack a smile as she thought about how Sam would've reacted to the ridiculousness of it all. Andy kept as far away from him as possible while keeping an eye on his car. Soon he turned off the highway and barreled down an unpaved road. She saw his car screech to a halt in front of a seemingly abandoned warehouse and she waited as far away as possible and watched as Derek disappeared into it. Andy paused, mulling over whether she should follow him. She didn't have her gun or anything, but it was okay right? There was nothing to worry about. She really doubted she'd actually be harmed by his'girlfriend,' or worse, another wife of his.

She unbuckled her seatbelt and followed Derek into the warehouse, but the next thing she knew there was a searing pain in the back of her head as she was struck with something hard and the world around her went dark.

Sam awoke thw following day with his head hurting a lot and finally looked around where he was being held. It was different from where he was held yesterday; where he had called Andy from. It seemed to be some sort of a warehouse; boxes stacked everywhere, the door was locked from the outside throwing the lock picking idea out the window... There were no windows- only a grill for ventilation that lead to the adjacent room but Sam had already tried budging the grill. It was too tight for his to remove and even if he did manage to somehow remove the bars, the room on the other side was bolted too. They'd taken his wallet, phone, badge, radio, gun and even his suitcase of clothes.

Great. Just freaking great.

Then, almost so quietly that he almost hadn't heard it he heard it he heard a whisper, "I miss you Sam."

Andy too had awoken a few hours later and taken in her surroundings. She seemed to be in a dark and damp room. There was no way out, only a freaking grill for ventilation. She sat up, leaned against the wall and said to herself, "I miss you Sam."

Sam's heart was beating rapidly. He couldn't believe he had just heard it, her voice. He felt ridiculous while doing so but he pinched himself just to see if he was dreaming. This was real and she was here.

He closed his eyes and gently said, "McNally?"

Andy stood up not trusting her ears, "Sam?" She glanced around the room and realized his voice had come from the adjacent room, "Sam where are you?"

Sam scrambled up and began to pile up the boxes near the vent, just as he had done to inspect the room next to his three hours ago. He stood up on the boxes and saw her, Andy McNally. His partner in both sense of the word... His cop partner, and the life kind as well. She threw some boxes together and stood up on them to get a better look at him.

Andy's hair was a mess, she was dressed in Bugs Bunny pyjamas. Her face was smeared with grime, and her forehead was bleeding, but Sam couldn't help but say," You look amazing, McNally." And he meant every word.

Him saying those words to her only brought on a fresh round of tears on her part, but she managed a weak smile and wiggled her hand through the grill to him. He grabbed it and gave it a tight squeeze, as if he never intended to let it go.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a key being put into a lock so Andy scrambled down and resumed her original position while Sam moved enough away from the girl that he could see what was happening but not be seen himself.

Dan entered the room, holding a plate of food. He set it down before her. "Eat."

Andy looked up and pretended to consider it. "Unless this is from the Penny, I refuse to eat it."

Sam rolled his eyes at her, knowing that she was perfectly okay with eating food from anywhere, but didn't want to give their captor the satisfaction of knowing that she depended on him.

Dan took out his gun and pointed it at her, "I said, eat."

Andy picked up the food and with a highly fake stumble dropped the food onto the floor. "Oops! Sorry! I'm a bit clumsy. You should ask my husband… He'll agree with me."

Dan whistled and another man entered the room. He grinned at Andy, "I'm Jack. Honey, if you don't want to eat something that's okay. I'm sure there are many other things we can do to occupy ourselves..."

Andy's eyes flashed with fear, if it was only the one man, she could've handled herself. But there were two and she doubted she'd be able to fend them both off.

Dan took his gun and slid it out of the room through the open door. "I won't be needing this now."

Sam Swarek was usually a very calm person. Sure, he got pissed off sometimes, but he always dealt with everything with his brain and in a cool and collected manner.

But watching this scene unfold before him; these men advancing toward McNally, his McNally, his partner and wife... Well that pissed him off bit more than normal.

Sam had no idea how he managed to grab the grill and tear it down, maybe his anger was pumping too much adrenaline. But the next thing he knew he had grabbed Jack from behind and pulled him away from Andy. He then proceeded to punch his face repeatedly until he heard a satisfying 'crack' of his nose breaking.

Andy on the other hand used the element of surprise that Sam had provided her with and executed a perfect roundhouse kick managing to hit Dan on the side of the head.

Seeing the two men knocked out Sam grabbed Andy's hand and led her towards the door. They hid behind a cabinet and watched five men rush into the room Dan and Jack were unconscious in. Using that opportunity to sneak out, they quickly slipped out the door and headed towards the back entrance of the house.

Then, in true McNally style, Andy accidentally knocked over a vase on the table, causing a very loud crash and Sam to give Andy a 'Really now?' look. They heard thundering footsteps and knew that the men were behind them so they sprinted out the door. Andy's car was too far from where they were so they decided that running into the woods behind them was the only option they had. They kept going until they reached some sort of a cabin in a very horrible state. They quickly picked the lock and headed inside.

They sat on the first thing they could see, the bed in the master bedroom, gasping for air.

A few minutes later Sam looked at Andy and gave her a grin. "You know? You're not very good at this whole 'rescue Sam' thing. More like 'get kidnapped along with Sam'."

"'Get kidnapped with Sam to give him incentive to escape.' That's my genius plan," Andy said, winking.

Sam laughed, god he had missed her. Andy traced circles on his hand. "You should laugh more often. It suits you. I haven't seen you laugh since we got married. I mean I've heard all the marriage jokes that there are, but this is a bit much don't you think…" Andy abruptly stopped, realizing she was rambling a bit.

"Did you? " he asked.

"Did I what?" Andy asked, confused.

"Did you really not know he was married to Sarah? Or married at all?"

Andy felt tears blur her eyes again, but she didn't let them fall," No Sam... Ask my Dad or Traci…"

"I'm asking you, Andy. Did you really not know?"

"No," she whispered," I really didn't know.

In a moment Andy saw that Sam's face had been clouded with guilt. "Andy, I'm so, so sorry I didn't think…"

He was cut off by Andy leaning in and kissing him. He grinned at the fact that this is how 90% of their kisses went, unplanned and unexpected. This time it held more meaning. It was filled with longing, lust and... Love? They slid down onto the bed as Sam began to deepen the kiss, not wanting to waste another second. She was just about to rip off his belt when they heard voices.

It was them. It had to be. They were whispering among themselves about how this cabin was the only building for miles around and how it was almost certain that they were in there.

Sam's heartbeat increased rapidly, but only because he knew that the cabin was so small that they were going to get caught. He wasn't even concerned about himself getting caught, more than he was concerned about Andy being with him. He wanted nothing more than to take her with him so they wouldn't have to be apart. But that would be selfish.

Andy hugged Sam, who was a moral dilemma. He pressed his lips to hers again and wrapped his arms around her. He had decided what he had to do. They were searching for him, so it would be him that they'd find; and she wasn't going to hide voluntarily, he knew her.

He closed his eyes, picked up the stick on the floor.

He didn't remove himself from Andy's arms as he whispered, "I'm sorry. Be safe."

With that he brought down the stick at the back of Andy's head, wincing as it caused her to sway a little and faint.

He picked up her body, moved to the cupboard in the corner of the room and placed her inside.

He leaned down to pressed his lips to her temple and closed the cupboard door, leaving it a little ajar for her to be able to breathe well.

He walked out of the room with his hands in the air as a sign of surrender as four men grabbed him and tied him up.

Dan slapped him across the face. "Where's the girl?"

Sam shrugged. "I don't know, Danielle. I made her run away to the other end of the woods. Figured we had better chances of escaping if we were apart. "

Dan narrowed his eyes at him, but seemed to believe him. "Take him away boys... It's he who the boss wants anyways."

Sam heaved a sigh of relief as the men took him away without checking the place for Andy. That was all he cared about, Andy being safe. He knew she wouldn't stop looking for him, but just hoped that she'd come with backup next time… he hoped that she would just be okay. Because knowing she was fine, is what made him okay.

Oliver Shaw was exhausted. While the day hadn't been a complicated one, he had been up since four because Andy had knocked on his door. He wanted nothing more than to just get some sleep, but he was catching up on his paper work till ten at night at the station. Suddenly he glanced up and saw a very panicked looking Sarah Swarek purposefully walking towards him.

"Oliver, a member of my family is missing and I am so so, so scared right now that I can't even…"

Oliver groaned mentally, Sarah finding out about Sam had not been the plan. "Calm down Sarah wh…"

"Calm down! Don't tell me to calm down! My husband has gone for a meeting, Jeremy is out on a date, I am trying to grow a human inside of me, Sam's in London and…" Sarah yelled.

"Wait what? Sam's in London? Then who's missing?" He asked.

"MY SISTER IN LAW, ANDY MCNALLY, IS NOWHERE TO BE FOUND AND THERE IS NOBODY AT HOME TO HELP ME FIND HER. She was eating dinner with us and then when I went to check in on her she was gone!" Exclaimed Sarah.

"McNally? " Oliver wondered. He mentally rolled his eyes; she had probably decided to snoop off some more and not left a note," Oh um she got called in for an undercover case at night. Don't worry she'll be home tomorrow morning."

Sarah looked reassured and left, thanking him and apologizing for disturbing him.

Oliver didn't like the fact that Andy was snooping around on her own. They had decided that if either of them found anything they would inform the other.

He grabbed the nearest computer and checked to see where her phone was; he managed to track it down to the front of an abandoned warehouse. This is not good, he thought.

He glanced around him and saw Peck, Epstein and Diaz heading out of the station and yelled out to them, "Peckstein grab a car, Diaz you're with me."

They looked puzzled, but took the address from them and complied anyways.

When they reached the warehouse Dov glanced at him, "Sir what exactly are we here for."

"There's a cop that's MIA," he answered.

"Who?" Asked Dov, confused.

"McNally," Oliver breathed out," Peckstein clear out the warehouse in front and Diaz we're searching the woods. Come on people hurry up."

It wasn't long before Dov spotted Andy's car; parked behind a bunch of trees. They headed inside and began to search only to find... Nothing.

Oliver and Chris kept walking silently flashing their torches up ahead of them, desperately searching for Andy.

"Sir? There's a cabin... Up ahead. Maybe we should check it out?" Chris asked quietly.

Oliver nodded his head and the two men entered through the already open door, guns at the ready. Oliver motioned for Chris to clear the rooms toward the back of the cabin while he himself searched the front.

"SIR! " Chris yelled out with alarm causing Oliver to run into the room he was in. Chris had opened the cupboard and found Andy there.

He checked her pulse, "She's alive, just unconscious. Get some water Diaz and radio Peckstein to get their asses here."

Chris nodded and came back with a glass of water. Oliver flicked some water across her face and was relieved to see her stir," McNally? There's a reason why I told you to tell me if you found something. This is that reason."

"Oliver I saw him. He's officially been abducted," she cried.

Oliver sighed, "Yeah. And now that you escaped they know that you know he's missing. We can launch a proper investigation now."

"Who?" Chris asked, helping her stand up confused about who they were talking about.

Dov and Gail entered the room just in time to hear her reply, "Sam."

"What..."

She ignored them and replied to Oliver asking her who knocked her out.

"Sam did," she said.

"Why did he do that? " asked Oliver.

"Because as usual Sam freaking Swarek tried to do what he thought was best for me without bothering to include me in the decision," was her reply

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