Chapter Ten
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Chapter Ten
Sam had never moved as quickly in his life other than when that solitary word was processed in his mind. He knew that the rest of the team were behind him, but he barely cared he had one thing on his mind and that was getting to his partner and as quickly as possible.
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"Have they breached yet?" Hetty asked, her face a mask of concern for her beloved agent.
"They are going in now" Eric replied, watching the screen intently for any update on his field colleagues. This was the worst part of his job, knowing that his friends were in danger and that there was nothing that he could do to help them.
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"Federal agents! Lower your weapons" the voices called out almost in chorus. Several shocked faces turned their way as agents entered the premises from each of the corners of the warehouse- weapons raised, yet they didn't need to fire a single shot. Arms raised each of the men within seconds, taken so far by surprise that they all stood fully expecting to be handcuffed. The teams moved forward and once each of the men were safely restrained- within milliseconds Sam and Kensi had left the other agents to it and were frantically searching the premises to find their friend. It didn't take them long to find the small office that housed the three now unconscious men. Sam grabbed Masters under one arm and hauled him backwards towards the awaiting arms of a colleague before repeating the motion with Casey. He was then on his knees beside his pale and deeply unconscious partner, desperately searching for a pulse. He found a slow and thready beat at his fingers tips and released a breath that he hadn't known he was holding.
"Eric we need an ambulance here now" he stated for the sake of the tech at Ops.
"Already on the way" came the reply instantly.
"What is Mr Callen's status Sam?" Hetty asked, unable to disguise the concern in her voice.
"We need the ambulance Hetty" Sam replied- knowing that would be answer enough for the ops manager, before turning his full attention back to his partner. "Hang on in there partner" he whispered as he carefully rolled his partner onto his side to aid his breathing, not missing the unnatural rasp as he took a breath. He couldn't help but immediately feel the similarities to a day less than a year ago when his partner had again been laid struggling for life- and Sam wasn't sure if he could go through that again. He had never been so happy to hear the tell-tale sirens of the ambulance arriving, Kensi got to her feet and headed out to guide the medics in to their friend, knowing full well that there would be nothing that would get Sam away from him.
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Sam remained rigid for the entire journey to the hospital, the blue lights and sirens activated for the full ride. The medics blocked his view of his partner for most of the time- and he was mesmerized by the erratic beeping of the monitors now attached to him. Throughout all of the poking and prodding Callen showed no signs of waking up and Sam felt his heart constricting with every passing moment of his partner's silence. He trailed behind the gurney as his partner was wheeled straight in, the urgency surrounding him not assisting in calming his nerves at all. He made his way to the seated area in the ER, certain that he wouldn't be there alone for long.
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Hetty hustled all the way to the hospital, driving as if her life depended on it- desperate for any word on her agent. It didn't take her long to find Sam.
"Any update Mr Hanna?" she asked gently taking the seat beside him.
"Nothing yet" he replied, his frustration clear in his tone. "Where's Kensi?"
"Helping the others in processing the prisoners. She shouldn't be too long" Hetty replied with a sigh.
"It should be a clear cut case- G did his job well" Sam stated with a sigh.
"Yes as usual Mr Callen ensured that every I was dotted and every t crossed- if only he was so diligent in his paperwork" she commented with a wry smile. Sam smiled in response, grateful for the distraction if only for a moment.
"He has to be ok" he muttered after a moment.
"Mr Callen is a survivor Sam- he has got through worse" Hetty reassured him gently.
"How much more can he survive?" Sam questioned, and she didn't have the answer for that.
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It had felt like an eternity to Sam before the doctor finally came to speak with them, in reality it had been less than an hour.
"Would you like to come this way?" the doctor greeted them, guiding them towards a family room, which in itself set alarm bells ringing. "I get the feeling that Mr Stewart didn't stick to our deal did he?" he asked, his voice serious.
"Which deal would that be?" Sam asked curiously.
"The whole complete bed rest, regular medication and daily check-ups at the hospital deal" the doctor stated with a sigh. Sam took a deep steadying breath unable to believe the lengths that his partner would go to and how much he would risk his own health over a case.
"No he hasn't stuck to the deal doc" Sam replied, his frustration at his partner carried in his voice. "How is he?" he asked keen to find out how much damage his partner had caused to himself.
"He is alive, and very lucky to be so" the doctor replied gravely. "His respiratory system is beyond distressed, and his lungs are struggling to gather the oxygen that Mr Stewart requires- the broken ribs he sustained in the latest incident will have done him no favours" he told them softly.
"What do we do?" Sam asked, almost afraid of the answer.
"The only thing that we can do is continue to monitor and to support his body as much as possible. The antitoxin is being fed directly through the IV and will hopefully start to have an effect in the next day or so" he told them.
"Can we see him?" Hetty asked, watching her other senior agent carefully as he took in the update regarding his partner.
"He is just being settled in the CCU and then a nurse will show you up" he told them gently. He stood up to leave before Sam's voice pulled him back.
"Will he be ok?" he asked, his eyes overly bright with emotion and his throat tight as he spoke.
"I will do everything in my power to make sure he is, but at this stage there are no guarantees" he told them, before nodding his head goodbye.
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By the time the nurse had come to collect them Kensi had managed to make her way to the hospital and all three were eager to see for themselves that their friend was still with them. They followed the nurse carefully to the agent's private room, and Kensi couldn't help the small gasp that escaped her upon seeing her friend. The strong seemingly invincible lead agent laid flat on the bed- his skin as pale as the sheets beneath him. A stark bruise stood out on his ashen face, covering most of one cheek and eye. Multiple IVs streamed into the back of his left hand, whilst his right was bandaged up to cover his latest injury. A heart monitor beeped softly beside him and in the silence of the room the woosh of the respirator was a stark reminder of how tenuous his current condition was.
"He looks so small" Kensi whispered as she took in the sight of her usually stoic friend.
"G will get through this" Sam stated as he pulled up a seat beside his friend, and carefully squeezed his shoulder, his hand covering the scar from his previous brush with death. "He won't let something like this finish him off" he stated. "We won't let him" he vowed, praying that his words would be true, but at the same time having an awful feeling of doubt that they wouldn't be.
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