A/N: Okay everyone, here's the last chapter! I really hope you like it and thank you so much for reviewing! Enjoy! :D

Chapter 10: Recovery and End

Hospital

After Ed's call to Winnie, the rest of Team One had gone off to the hospital and had seen Sam being rushed in moments after. Ed, who was right behind the medics, saw the shocked looks on his team's faces. "It's a lot worse than that," he said, looking at the double doors that the medics went through. "That son of a bitch tortured him for who knows how long."

Shocked turned to anger when Ed said that. Wordy looked at him, his jaw clenched. "Where is he?"

Ed looked over at his friend. "Passed out in the car. He attacked me so I punched him and he's still out like a light," he told him.

Wordy turned and looked at the front doors. Greg put a hand on his shoulder to stop him from doing what he knew he was gonna do. "He's not worth it Wordy. He'll get what's coming to him," he said calmly. Wordy looked at his boss, let out a breath and nodded.

With nothing left to do, Team One all sat down in the waiting room, déjà vu hitting them. Other officers had arrived soon after to take Ed's statement and to haul off the now semi-conscious Dwayne to jail. While some were at the hospital, others had gone to Sam's apartment to gather all of the evidence and try to piece together what happened.

About an hour later, Greg had gotten a phone call from the lead officer on the case. When he was done, he hung up and looked at his team. "Dwayne Nelson had been processed and booked. They checked out his place and not only found drugs, but the body of our second mystery man, Gary Mills. They say he's been dead for about two days," he told them.

"About the time all of this probably started," Spike said quietly. The team just looked at each other without saying another word.

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Another hour had passed before Dr. Glendale came out. "Greg, Ed, Jules, Spike, Wordy," he greeted when they came up to him. "It's nice to see you again, just not like this and not so soon."

Greg shook the man's hand. "Same here doctor. So, how is he?" he asked as Team One all looked at Sam's doctor.

"Well for one thing, we never lost him, so that's good news." Ed looked down and gave a small smile. He looked up when Dr. Glendale continued. "He lost a lot of blood, which I was worried about, but we gave him, and we're still giving him, a transfusion, which is helping tremendously. He also has some first degree burns on various parts of his body. He has two stab wounds, one on his left leg and the other in his right shoulder, which also had some burn damage to it." He paused to let the team process what he said, then he continued. "Along with the stab wounds, he has several lacerations all over his body and he had quite a few broken bones as well. Unfortunately it's going to be a while before he can walk around again, but I want him to stay here for a few weeks so he can heal," he told them.

The team looked at him, a bit stunned. "So, you're saying he's alright?" asked Jules.

Dr. Glendale smiled. "Besides the bumps and bruises, he's just fine. He's resting right now, but he's very lucky," he said.

Team One all let out their breaths and smiled, very relieved. Then they followed the doctor to Sam's room.

They were all able to be inside his room, which they were thankful for. Sam was sound asleep in the bed with an oxygen nasal cannula on his face, his right arm was in a sling, both of his legs were in casts, and he had bandages and stitches as well. Jules and Spike both sat down in the chairs, taking a hold of Sam's hand and putting a hand on his arm, respectively. Meanwhile, Greg, Ed, and Wordy had picked different spots around the room while they all waited for Sam to wake up.

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A few hours later, Sam became aware of voices around him. Remembering the last few times he woke up didn't end well, he first became nervous and he clenched his left fist.

Team One had been talking to each other when Jules saw Sam's fist clench up. She came closer to him and gently laid her hand over his. "Sam? It's okay, we're all here. You're safe now," she said softly.

The rest of the team turned their attention to Sam when they heard Jules talking.

Sam heard Jules' voice and realized that he recognized the other voices that were talking. When he knew it was safe, he relaxed his muscles.

Jules looked at his hand when she felt it relax. "That's good Sam. Can you open your eyes?" she asked.

Sam slowly obeyed. He blinked a few times as the faces of his teammates came into view, all with smiles on them.

"Hey Samtastic!" said Spike, putting his hand on his shoulder.

"How are you feeling Sam?" Greg asked.

Sam took a breath and let it out. "Pretty good I guess. Pain's not too bad right now," he replied, his voice not hurting as much anymore.

"Do you remember anything?" Ed asked, his arms crossed over his chest.

Sam nodded. "Yeah…all of it. The last thing I remember is being in the ambulance."

The team looked at each other, each thinking that if he needed any help they'd be there for him.

"What happened to the guy? Did you find his partner?" Sam asked.

"He's in jail. He'll be going away for keeping you hostage, attacking you, attacking Ed, possession of drugs, and all the things he did to you months ago," Jules told him.

"In other words, he'll be going away for a long time," Wordy interrupted, smiling.

Jules looked at him and then looked back at Sam. "The other officers went to his house and found his buddy's body. They think he killed him before he went to you."

Sam nodded and looked down. "He told me. His partner just wanted to leave, but he wanted to finish what they started," he told them.

Nobody said anything after that until Greg told them he had to call the officers back so they could take Sam's statement.

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Minutes later, a couple of officers came in to talk with Sam. He told them how Dwayne got in, what he did to him during the two days, what happened when Ed came, and that he admitted to delivering drugs to John and killing Gary. Once they got everything they needed, they wished Sam a speedy recovery and left.

Hearing all of the details of Sam's torture made the team sick to their stomach, but they stayed in the room anyways to support their friend. Sam could see the guilt in all of their faces, especially Greg's. "Guys, I know you blame yourselves for not checking up on me, but please stop. I don't blame you…any of you," he told them, looking at Greg for the last part.

"Sam, if I hadn't given you those days off…"

"He still would have done something," Sam interrupted his boss. "Yeah I was mad, but I did need time off…even though there wasn't much relaxing," he said, giving his team a sly smile.

"Okay Samo, we get it," Ed replied, smiling. "It may take some time to forgive ourselves," he said, looking at each member, "but we'll get there," he finished, looking back at Sam.

Sam just smiled and nodded before he fell back to sleep.

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A few weeks had passed and Sam was still in the hospital…but he was feeling a lot better. And like last time, he was healing faster than what the doctors expected. He still had casts on his legs, but his arm sling was replaced with a cast as well. The team would visit every day after shift, but with no more threats to their teammate, they didn't stay during the nights…most of the time.

Finally he was able to go home, but he had to be in a wheelchair for a while before moving to crutches and doing some physical therapy…again. Ed offered for Sam to stay at his place since, 1) Sam was looking for a new apartment and 2) his and Sophie's guest bedroom was on the first floor, and when Sam refused, Ed pushed him to his car and ordered Sam to stay with them. "You know I can't say no to an order," Sam grumbled, struggling to get into the vehicle.

Ed smiled as he helped him. "I know, which is why I use it sometimes. But only for your own good Samo," he told him.

"Yeah, yeah," Sam said as Ed put his wheelchair in the back.

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Once Sam was using his crutches, he was sent to the same physical fitness instructor as he had last time. They did the same stuff as before, but this time seemed to be a lot harder, which was frustrating Sam. He kept on being told to take it easy and go slow, but being the stubborn person that he is, he wanted to hurry so he could walk again and get back to the team. It took a long time, but eventually he got there.

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When he came back to The Barn, he was congratulated again, but then his boss called him over. "What is it?" Sam asked.

"I know you've been cleared physically, but I don't want what happened on your last call to happen again," Greg said, looking at him. "So I want you to see a therapist, and when you're cleared by her, then you can come back, okay?"

Sam looked down and let out a breath. Finally he looked at his boss. "Okay," he agreed reluctantly.

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After spending two to three weeks at the therapist's office, Sam was glad that his boss made him go. He didn't realize how much Dwayne and what he did had affected him. His therapist soon cleared him and Sam was able to go back to work full time and do what he loved with the people that he loved, and he didn't want it any other way.

"Team One, hot call!"…

THE END

A/N: So I do have another Flashpoint story in mind (along with a sequel to that one), but I don't have it started yet...I'm not sure when I'll start it, but I will eventually! :D

Also, I never know how to end my stories, so most of them time, I end them kind of cheesy...lol. But I hope you liked it anyway :)