Luke was parked outside Sam's flat when he got the call. He was contemplating going in but was hesitant. When his phone rang he answered it on the first ring.

"Hello?"

"Luke!" Traci's voice was urgent. "We've heard from Sam. He's in trouble."

"What happened?"

"He left a voice mail on Andy's phone and got through to Oliver."

"What did he-"

"He didn't say anything!" Traci cut him off. "Oliver said the call was muffled and he heard gunfire.

"Okay, see if you can reverse trace where the calls came from. I'm at Sam's new place now I'll see if I can find anything."

"Andy and Oliver are on their way into the barn."

Luke went to the door and knocked. He announced himself and banged harder not expecting a response at all. He listened for a second longer then pulled his gun out of its holster, stepped back and kicked the door in. He cleared the downstairs then upstairs. Then really started looking. Nothing seemed to be out of place. His uniform was hanging up in the closet. His belt was there too but his gun was missing.

Luke pulled his phone out and dialled Traci again. "Hey Traci."

"What do you need?"

"Can you call the arms room at division 22 an see if Swarek's gun is locked away or if there was a requisition form for it to be taken home outside of hours?"

"On it."

Luke hung up and continued his search. He found Sam's phone on the bed side table and from watching him daily he lifted the mattress, pulled at the seam and pried it open to reach his hand inside and take out Sam's notebook. He carried it downstairs to the living room where he spied Sam's laptop on the coffee table. He gathered that too and took them both out to the car to drive back to the division.

Oliver and Andy raced into the Luke's office where Traci was on the phone. Andy started to speak but Traci held up her hand for silence and Oliver held her back.

"Yes, both police officers, they received a call from the same number approximately 23 minutes ago…ASAP. Thanks."

Traci hung up the phone and turned to Andy. She could see the tears she had already shed but chose not to make a big deal of it and instead offered her the facts she had so far.

"I've got a reverse trace on the calls happening right now, they should get back to us within the next thirty minutes. Luke is out at Sam's new flat and will be here soon."

"What's happened?" Oliver asked.

"I don't know." Traci turned back and picked up her diary of events. "We have nothing in the books for today. The last job Sam worked was Thursday and he noted in his diary that the next one he knew of was planned for Tuesday. Whatever has happened now is off the books, a surprise event."

"Who is he working with?"

Traci hesitated. She didn't know how much she was supposed to divulge. She guessed she had already crossed that line but without Luke's say so she still wasn't sure.

"I can't tell you too much details of this case."

"Nash Sam just called me. He called me on my phone. He called me for help because whatever help you and Callaghan are offering him from this warm safe office is clearly not enough!" Oliver slammed his fist down on the table as he tried to calm his anger. Traci did not need to be the brunt of his frustration. He stood up straight and covered his face with his hands then took a deep breath and walked out of the room.

"Traci…?" Andy looked at her friend and was barely able to keep it together. "What's going on?"

"I don't know Andy, I really don't know. Luke should be here soon, we should know more then."

Traci stepped over to her friend and pulled her into a hug but when they heard a scuffle outside they jumped apart and rushed to the door where they saw Luke lying on the ground with a bloody nose and Oliver standing over him, being held back by Chris and another officer.

Andy hurried over to Oliver and put a hand on his chest to calm him down. Traci bent over Luke who shook her off and stood up himself.

"If you let me explain, I've got his notebook, phone and laptop. We're running a reverse trace on the calls that came in and we should have him back very soon!"

Luke brushed past the small crowd that had gathered and slammed the door to his office closed behind him.

"Oliver!" Andy said. "What did you say?"

"Nothing…" Andy looked at him sceptically. "No really, I said nothing. I just lost it. Dammit. I should go apologise."

Andy pulled him into a tight hug and he held her tight against him. "C'mon, let's go see how we can help out."

Oliver led the way to Luke's office and knocked softly then opened the door and stepped in sheepishly. Luke was sitting at his desk working on Sam's laptop and Tracy was sitting across from him looking at the phone history.

"Luke…sorry man, I was out of line."

"Forget it."

"Really," Oliver leaned over on Luke's PC and put a hand on his arm to make him look up. "Sorry."

"It's forgotten Shaw." Luke turned his attention back to the laptop and continued to work.

"Anything I can do?"

"Talk to Nash, giver her your statements." Luke looked up at Andy. "Traci said you have a voice mail?"

Andy nodded.

"Can you email it to me?"

She nodded again and fumbled for her phone to send it to him as Traci guided them into one of the interview rooms.

"Okay guys, just go through what happened with me and take it slowly."

Oliver went first. He explained how he was at home making dinner. When his phone rang. He picked it up, but it was a blocked number. When he tried to talk he could hear Sam talking. There was a scuffle, there was shouting and there was a single gunshot. That was it. Sam tried to ring the number back but it wasn't taking calls.

Traci recorded the statement and took notes. Once she was done she asked Oliver to leave and show Andy in. Andy repeated the process. Explained how she was in the bath, ignored her phone ringing then when she finally answered it was Oliver telling her Sam was in trouble. She then listened to the voicemail.

"Can I listen to the voicemail?"

Andy expected this and had it ready to play

"McNally…Andy I need you…Help!" His voice cut through Andy again, each syllable leaving a scar on her heart

They listened to the rest of the message and Traci took notes as Andy tried to hold herself together. Once it was finished Traci turned off her recorder and reached over to put her hand over Andy's.

"We'll find him Andy. We'll find him." She came around the table and pulled Andy into a hug then opened the door and led her back to Luke's office where Oliver was now talking with Frank.

"Any news?"

"Can't seem to get a phone number for the set that rain Andy's or Oliver's phones but we have triangulated a location."

"What? How? Where?" Andy asked

"The last cell tower that picked up the signal was out in Sutton."

"What are we waiting for? Let's go!" Oliver urged but Luke instead walked over to the map that was tacked on the wall.

"The cell towers cover a 3 mile radius, we tracked the progression of the phone through Woodbridge, then north on the 404 and cut out just before Jacksons point." He trailed his finger along the map. "The signal was lost here. But we're unsure if it's because they stopped, or the phone was dismantles."

"Does it matter?" Andy argued. "Can't we just go out there and check it out?"

"That's a 2 hour round trip to go somewhere we can't confirm."

"Sam is out there in trouble-"

"I've contacted the local office in Sutton and they are checking it out." Luke turned and made eye contact with Frank. He nodded almost imperceptibly ten sat back at the desk. Frank took the signal and ushered Oliver and Andy out of the room under protest.

"Frank we need to go looking for him."

"I know, I know but first we need to use our resources wisely. Luke said he sent a car out there to check things out." Frank led both of them into his office and closed the door after them. "I need you two to sit tight."

"Sit tight?" they both argued at the same time then looked at each other and only Oliver continued. "Sam called me looking for help. I need to be out there helping him. If it's not in my uniform or a patrol car then it will be in my civvies and in my own car."

"Shaw I need you here, I need you to sit tight, wait for instruction because when we do get the go, and believe me we will. I need you to be on our side in this."

Oliver looked deflated. He took a step back and sat into the chair but Andy was not so easily dissuaded.

"There had got to be something we can do!" she pleaded with Frank. "Please don't ask me to just sit here and wait!"

"Well actually maybe there is. Go to Sam's new flat."

"Luke already cleared it!"

"Yeah but he thinks it might have been bugged. By someone other than us I mean." Frank rummaged through his desk drawer and pulled out a file then flicked through the pages to find the one he wanted. "Here is a comprehensive list of all the equipment Luke had installed. Do a sweep and see if you find any extras. We find what they put in there, maybe it will lead us to them."

Oliver took the page and was already walking out of the Division when Andy caught up with him. He climbed into the driver's seat of his car and had the engine started by the time she got in and buckled up.

When the van stopped moving Sam braced himself against the pile of cocaine bricks behind him. Gareth had passed out and Sam had moved him to the side, and propped him up against the wall of the van. Sam felt for the handle in the van door to see if there was any way he could lock it but even as he was feeling for it the door opened. Sam didn't have too much time to think. He swung one leg out and connected with the chin on of his assailant. He jumped out after his kick and was surrounded by SWAT cops who tackled him to the ground to subdue him.

"LET ME GO!"

"Officer Swarek. Officer Swarek…calm down. We're here to help."

Sam struggled against their hold but then noticed they had taken Gareth out on a stretcher and carried him out to a waiting ambulance. By giving everything a closer look he noticed three patrol cars, two ambulances and a SWAT van. They were all parked in the driveway of a large secluded house and on the porch, about twenty yards away, Sam could make out two bodies being examined.

"Okay, okay… let me up."

Slowly the two SWAT cops that had hold of him released him and helped him up. Sam brushed down the front of his uniform and made his way over to the porch. Tommy was lying face up. A small bullet wound was in the centre of his forehead and a large pool of blood surrounded his head like a halo. Beside him, lying on his side was Carl. His bullet wound was on his temple and left a large gaping wound on the other side of his head.

"What the hell…" Sam checked the surrounding area but couldn't see any weapons. "Where is Will Manning?"

"No sign sir."

"What the hell is going on here?"

"CSI is en route. Detective Lawrence has a few questions for you and I believe a detective Callaghan is on his way."

"Oh shit… a phone, do you have a phone?"

Andy walked through the flat with wide open eyes. It felt strange to be in Sam's new flat without him. Hell it felt strange to be there at all. She reached out and touched a shirt that was discarded over the back of a chair. The soft cotton material was really inviting and she lifted it to her face and inhaled his smell. The sharp familiarity brought tears to her eyes.

Oliver was on his hands and knees in the kitchen checking for equipment. He ran his fingers underneath every surface, and was now checking beneath the table. He stilled when he heard her phone ring. She slowly walked in with the phone in her hand, almost afraid to answer it this time. Oliver scurried out of the table and came to stand by her side with a hand on her back. He nodded as she pressed the connect button and lifted the phone to her ear

"Hello?"

"Andy!"

"Sam!" she pressed the phone harder to her ear in case he disappeared. "Oh my god Sam, are you ok? Where are you?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. I'm…I dunno where I am…" she heard him talking to someone standing beside him. "I'm in a house on Hedge Road about a mile east of Sutton. I'm ok."

"Oh God Sam…what happened?"

"I'm…I'm not really sure." He seemed distracted. "Look I need to go, there is a detective here I need to talk to. I just…I just wanted to call you, tell you I'm ok."

"Sam no wait, don't go!"

"Andy, I'll see you soon ok?"

He hung up the phone and she turned to look at Oliver who just pulled her into a hug and sighed.

"He's ok Andy, he's ok."

"Yeah he is."

They both smiled but when Oliver's phone rang they jumped. It was Luke's name on the ID.

"Hey!"

"I just heard from a detective in Sutton. They have Sam and he is ok."

"I know, He just called McNally."

"What did he say?"

"Nothing really, just that he was fine and he would see us soon."

"I'm on my way out there now. Did you find anything in the flat?"

"Yes actually, one pin camera in a picture frame in the living room. A microphone in the kitchen. Nothing else so far but we're not finished yet."

"Okay great, I'll let you know when we're on the way home." Luke hung up. Oliver relayed the chat to Andy and they both sat at the kitchen table. The relief had sapped a lot of their energy away and all of a sudden Andy was exhausted.

"We're nearly finished here. Let's get it all done ad go back to the barn to wait for Sam's return."

Andy nodded and went upstairs to keep looking for bugs.

Sam was sitting on the wall at the end of the garden when Luke pulled up. The ambulances had left and the SWAT team and all that remained were two patrol cars and a CSI van. Luke climbed out of his car and walked over to Sam. He sat next to him and said nothing. They both let the wind ruffle their clothes and hair and let the moment settle before either of them talked. Eventually Sam broke the silence.

"What happened your face?"

"Shaw." Luke lifted a hand up to touch his tender nose and the bruise that had covered one of his eyes.

Sam chuckled.

"What happened out here?" Luke asked.

Sam slowly shook his head. "I dunno."

"What do you mean?"

Sam broke it down for him. The planning stage at Will Manning's house. The execution. How Gareth was shot, he only had blanks then the van was moving and when it opened next they were surrounded by SWAT team. Luke chuckled when Sam spoke about kicking the swat member when they opened the van door but the humour was short lived.

"Gareth was brought to the hospital." Sam then gestured over to the porch where the CSI team was working on the bodies of Tommy and Carl. "Tommy had a GSW to the forehead, Carl had one to the temple." He showed Luke the points on his own head. "I don't know what the fuck happened."

"I sent a car round to Manning's house."

"Cleaned out?"

"Yep." Luke shook his head. "I had his accounts frozen, put out a BOLO and triggers on his passport."

"Anything back?"

"Nothing yet." Luke stood up and brushed off his pants. "I'm going over to talk to Detective Lawrence. Then I'll come bring you to the hospital."

"No I want to go home."

"Okay, just give me a few minutes then I'll take you."

Luke walked off and left Sam sitting on the wall alone.

Andy sat in the bullpen with Oliver as they tried to find a trace on the equipment they had found. They searched manufacturers, serial numbers, whole sale providers and retail sellers. They had narrowed it down to three local stores and gave the info to Traci.

She was talking with the swat teams coordinating the strike on Will Manning's property. When they came up empty handed she instructed them to sweep through the house and search for clues as to where he might be. She acquisitioned his PC to be brought into forensic IT department and was trying to contact the staff sergeant at 22.

Oliver sat next to her to offer her help as Andy said she would do a coffee run. She was standing in the canteen trying to get drinkable coffee from the machine when he found her. He walked up behind her and leaned back on the table in the middle of the room and watched her for a moment. She pressed buttons out of sequence, moved the cup in and out of the sensor and hit the side of the machine a few times but still nothing as coming out.

"God dammit…" she thumped the top of it in frustration and he chuckled.

"Still struggling to get coffee McNally?"

She whirled around and saw him standing there so casually she wasn't sure if he was really there until he stood up straight, took a step closer to her and pulled her into his arms.

"Oh my god…" she snaked her arms around him, circled one around his waist and the other up his back to pull him as close as humanly possible. "You're ok!"

"I'm fine, Andy, I'm fine."

"I thought…"

"I know. Shhhhh, I'm fine."

"You scared me." He felt her grip loosen but she didn't release him completely.

"I know. I'm sorry." She was trembling in his arms and he wanted nothing more than to just pull her in tight again.

"What happened?"

"I…I dunno." She let him go a little bit more and it killed him to release her. "I thought, I thought they were going to kill me." She let her hands trail down his arms and interlocked their fingers tightly. "But when the door opened…it was the SWAT team."

"What?"

"I dunno Andy, I dunno."

Before he could explain further they both heard a soft cough at the door and turned to see Luke standing there, looking at everything in the room except them. Andy tried to let go of his hands but he held onto her tighter.

"Swarek, Best needs you in interrogation room 1 for report."

"Okay I'll be right there." he turned his attention back to Andy and looked into her eyes. He waited until he heard Luke's footsteps fade then he bent down and kissed her lightly on the lips. "I know the chivalrous thing to do would be to tell you to go home, tell you to get some rest, and say I would call you in the morning. And even though I know I could be here for a few hours more I want nothing more than to see you when I'm done."

"I'll be here." She smiled and he kissed her again. He stood away from her, kept hold of one of her hands as he walked away and only let it go when he could no longer reach. He looked back over his shoulder at her and smiled tiredly.

Gareth came to in the ICU ward at Toronto General. His left leg was in traction and both of his hands were cuffed to the bed. He struggled against the constraints alerting the waiting officer that he was awake. A nurse came racing in and helped to calm him down. She checked his vitals and administered more pain killers.

"Okay sir, do you know where you are?"

"Hospital."

"Do you know your name?"

"Gareth Pollock. What's going on? Why am I cuffed to this bed?"

The nurse looked over her shoulder at the cop that stood at the end of the bed sheepishly looking at his feet as if nervous and afraid to make eye contact.

"Officer you are under investigation. IA has instructed me to keep you immobilised."

"Immobilised?" Gareth pointed at his leg. "I was fucking shot in the leg, I'm in traction! How much more immobile can I get?!"

The nurse walked out of the room leaving them alone and only then did the cop step forward and take off his hat. Gareth looked up the anger in his face quickly diving into fear. The officer that stood before him in coppers uniform was Will Manning.

Will reached out and grasped the pain switch on Gareth's IV. He disabled the limit and increased the discharge and within moments Gareth was groggy with the dosage. Will pulled over a wheel chair and unlocked the cuffs then hefted him onto the chair. He covered him with a blanket and wheeled him out of the hospital.

It was nearly three hours before Sam was finished the debriefing with Frank and Luke. He went to the canteen where he had left Andy but she wasn't there. He checked the smaller coffee room, the ladies lockers, Luke's office and the bullpen. But he couldn't find her. He had resigned himself to the fact the she had left and decided to shower himself and leave. But as he was walking towards the locker room he turned at the sound of Traci calling out his name.

"Hey!" she hurried over to him and embraced him in a tight hug. "Great to have you back!"

"Thanks."

"Sorry they had to keep you in so late. You must be exhausted."

"Yeah, pretty shattered." He was talking to her but she could tell he was looking for someone else.

"She is in the family room." Tracy said as she patted his shoulder. She didn't need to clarify who she was talking about. They both knew.

He smiled and walked over to the family room. A small, homely decorated room where they spoke with family of people involved with investigations. There was a couch, a small coffee table an overstuffed arm chair and a collection of plastic plants designed to ease the mind and calm the fears of anybody inside. And they seemed to be working Sam realised when he spotted Andy curled up on the couch, using her coat as a blanket, asleep.

He crept over to her and crouched low by her head. Some hair had fallen over her face and he stroked it out of the way. She stirred at his touch and rolled towards him. Her eyes fluttered open and a smile crept across her lips at the very sight of him.

"Hey…you waited."

"Yeah, I told you I would."

"Sorry for keeping you so long."

"What time is it?" her voice was low and sleepy and it made him want to kiss her so he could taste her sleepiness.

"Twenty past two in the morning."

She was blinking rapidly now, as if she wanted to wake up but he wanted to keep her sleepy, wanted to keep her in that nether world between being asleep and being awake, that world where anything could happen.

He reached his hand out to her shoulder and squeezed it gently. She uncurled her body and shuffled back into the couch and pulled on his arm. He climbed onto the couch next to her. She was higher on the couch than he, her head on the arm rest and he rested his head on her chest. He curled his arms around her body and pulled her tight against him. She held his head against her, combed her fingers through his hair and let the other one rest on his hip.

Slowly his body started to relax, his breathing slowed and regulated. She kissed the top of his head and let her own eyes close over and soon they were both asleep. It felt like only a second but was actually an hour before they were woken up.

Luke opened the door of the family room and halted at the sighted before him. He tried to dampen down the surprise he felt when he knew all along something was happening between them. But guessing was one thing. Being confronted with it head on was another.

"Swarek….Swarek! Get up." Sam stirred but he seemed only to hold onto her tighter rather than respond to Luke's voice. "Hey, Swarek get up, we have to get you out of here."

Andy was the first to wake fully. She looked over Sam's head at Luke who was standing uncomfortably in the room staring at both of them, his hands on his hips. She shook Sam to wake him and he looked up to kiss her, stopping only when he saw her face. He turned to see Luke and smiled, having the good sense to look a little embarrassed.

He rolled off the couch and stood up shakily, his limbs finally ready to give up.

"What's up Callaghan?"

"Gareth Pollock has gone missing."

"What?" Sam was all of a sudden all business. "What do you mean?"

"He came out of sedation from his surgery. The nurse checked his vitals. She went out of the room to log it then when she returned twenty minutes later he was gone. So was the cop we had watching him."

"Where is he?"

"He was cuffed to the bed, so we thought the cop that was with him helped him out. But he has since been located in the staff locker room. One GSW to the head."

"Jesus Callaghan, don't you think that's maybe something you should lead with."

"Well I would have…but you seemed pretty sleepy. Wanted to make sure you were awake." Sam grimaced at him. "Anyway, Frank has ordered you to be put into protective custody."

"What's more protective than a cop shop?"

"Frank said you need to be moved to a safe house."

"What?" Sam barged past Luke and made his way to Frank's office with Luke and Andy in tow. "Frank what's goin on?"

"Sam don't even bother trying to argue with me."

"Frank I don't need to go anywhere. I can stay here!"

"Sam I said don bother. The decision has been made. Go with Callaghan now."

"Frank!"

"Leave it Swarek. That's the end of it."

Sam stared at him for a moment more then turned on his heel and walked out of the office. He brushed past Luke with a heavy shoulder. "Okay if I take a shower first boss?" he called out as he made his way to the men's locker room.

In his locker he had strategically left a change of clothes. He showered as fast as he could then dried himself off and dressed. He walked out to the bullpen where Luke was speaking with Oliver. Andy was sitting next to them but clearly not involved in the conversation at all. She was the first to notice Sam had retuned and she stood and met him half walk with a hug.

"Ready?" Luke asked.

Sam simply nodded. Oliver stood and hugged him with a heavy pat on the back.

"Stay safe out there brother."

Andy walked with them out to the car, holding onto Sam's hand so tightly he wondered if it would have pins and needles when she let go. Luke climbed into the driver's seat as Sam opened the passenger door.

"I wish I could go with you," she whispered.

He lifted her to head to look at him with one finger under her chin. "I wish you could too."

"Please be safe."

"I will, I'll be fine."

Andy nodded. He leaned down and kissed her softly. She reached up and locked her arms around his neck to deepen the kiss but before it could get too heated, Luke pressed on the cars horn and they parted lips.

"See you soon, McNally."

She nodded. He planted another quick kiss on her lips then climbed into the car and closed the door. Luke drove off before their goodbye could be elongated any further.

A/N: What!? What the hell is going on here! Just when you all thought it was going to be revealed, BOOM! Left hook into the readers solar plexus! hope you don't mind the red herring. Things are about to get hella interesting. (I especially cant wait to write more Sam / Luke dialogue!)