AN: I loved this Chapter in Welcome Back, McNally. I think I like it in this one, too. It was definitely a whole lot of fun to write. Let me know what you think. I love hearing your opinions!

"I'll see you tonight," Sam said to Andy as they walked up to the locker room.

"Meet me at the Penny?" She asked and he nodded. "Have a good shift."

"You, too," he smiled, leaning in to kiss her. She smiled and turned into the woman's locker room and he turned away toward the office.

Sam was ready for the bust he and Nash had been planning for weeks. He wasn't nervous, he'd been doing drug busts and gun busts for a long time, but he could see how nervous it was making Nash. When they called in Epstein to help, he'd been so excited at the thought. Noelle and Oliver would also be helping them out from the barn.

The plan was for him and Epstein to go in and make the buy- on the drugs. The guns were a new development they'd heard about only the day before, so they had to figure that out before the time came. Nash was going to be in the van with a couple of officers while Noelle and Oliver manned the video feed and kept in constant contact with her. It was a big job, he understood that, but he also knew that they could do it.

When he walked into the office, Nash was going over some notes with Epstein while Oliver and Noelle listened on.

"Hey, Sammy," Oliver said and he nodded toward him. He sat down at his desk and waited for Nash to finish up what she was saying.

"All right, are you boys ready?" Noelle asked and Dov looked to Sam who shrugged.

"I'm ready," he said and Sam smiled.

"I am if he is."

"Great. But what about the guns, Sam?" Traci asked and Sam looked at her. He could see she was nervous and that she just wanted it all to be over.

"She's got a point, Brother," Oliver said and Sam sighed, rubbing his hand over his face. "We need to figure this out. We want to be able to get them for all of it now, not just the drugs."

"I know," he said. "What do you think we should do, Nash?"

"They run the guns on the other side of the warehouse. I don't know how we can be in two places at once," she said, shrugging. "Maybe go in the wrong way, make some conversation on your way to the other side. I don't know."

"That might work," Noelle said, thinking it over. "But don't look too obvious. You went in the wrong door, oops. Let them show you the way, but make sure you have eyes on the guns before going."

"Be careful."

Sam looked up from the group around his desk and Nash's to see Luke walking to his own.

"Seriously, Sam. Just do it, but be careful. I've heard you planning this for weeks, so if you need any help let me know."

"Thanks," Sam nodded. "We'll let you know."

Sam appreciated the offer, but he wasn't sure what another body could do to help. They were only expecting two, so adding another would just put a wrinkle in things.

Nash looked from Luke to Sam and he offered a small smile to help alleviate her worries.

"Traci," Noelle said and everyone turned to look at her. "It's fine, okay. Sam and Epstein can do this. Youcan do this."

"Okay," she nodded and it really seemed to help. Sam watched her let everything sink in before turning back to the rest of the group.

"So, we've got two hours," Sam said. "Epstein and I will go get ready and meet you back here in one hour."

Sam ran into Dov in the parking lot right on time. They were both dressed in jeans and t-shirts. Dov was wearing a denim jacket and Sam had on a zip-up. They nodded at each other and continued to the D's office where Traci was waiting for them with Oliver and Noelle.

"Looking good, boys," Noelle said and Sam laughed, rolling his eyes. "Okay, good luck. Be careful. I'll see you later."

Sam nodded and Dov smiled. "All right, Epstein, let's do this," Sam said, slapping him on the shoulder. "Ready, Nash?"

She took a deep breath and nodded. "I am."

"Good," he smiled and the three of them headed back out. He and Dov got into an unmarked car while Traci and the uniformed officers got into the surveillance van.

They drove in silence, something Sam never expected from Dov. But he definitely didn't mind. He liked it, in fact. But if Dov wasn't talking, much like Andy, it meant something was going through his head. When he pulled up to the warehouse, the side they were not supposed to enter- so they could get eyes on the illegal guns, he looked over at Dov.

"You okay, Epstein?" He asked and Dov nodded, looking up at the building. "It's okay to be nervous, all right? Just playit cool."

Dov nodded again, turning to look at him. "You think we can do this?"

"I know we can," he assured him, slapping him once on the back. He looked up at the building and sighed. "Let's go."

They got out of the car, looking for the door. When Sam spotted it, he led the way and Dov followed behind him with his hands in his pockets. Before going inside, he looked for the van and nodded the signal to whoever was watching them. He made quick contact with one of the cameras the division had set up earlier in the week and opened the door, letting Dov walk in first.

As the door slammed shut behind them, they both looked around at the empty room. Not a gun in sight, not even a person. Dov looked at Sam with wide eyes and he shrugged, nodding toward a door. As they walked, they were both listening for sounds- voices, footsteps, anything. Only when they were halfway through did they hear footsteps and Sam turned to look.

"Wrong way, fellas," he said and Sam swallowed, looking at their target.

"Sorry about that," Sam said and they turned toward him. "This place is big, got a little turned around."

"Hey, that's fine. We're this way," he said, nodding toward another door. Sam and Dov nodded, walking toward him.

When Sam came to, his first thought was the pounding in his head. Then he gradually felt the pain throughout the rest of his body. He wasn't sure what happened, but when he turned his head, he saw Dov lying beside him. Oliver was standing above them and the paramedics were checking them out before moving them to the gurneys.

"Hey, Brother," Oliver said, kneeling down next to his head. "How are you doing?"

"What the hell happened?" Sam croaked, trying to sit up. He cringed and Oliver gently rested him back onto the ground.

"They saw the van as you were walking out with the drugs," Oliver said and Sam sighed. "But, we got them all."

"The guns?" Dov asked and Oliver smiled at him.

"There were no cameras on that side, but you, my friend, were smart enough to get chased right through there," Oliver said to him. "Or dumb enough, depending on how you look at it."

"Thanks," Dov said dryly and Sam could see he was in just as bad shape as he was.

Oliver stood up suddenly and the paramedics lifted them up. "Where's Nash?" Sam asked and Oliver walked outside next to him.

"She's okay," he told him. "Got elbowed in the eye during the scuffle, but she's taking care of some business. I'll call McNally and meet you at the hospital."

"Don't call her," Sam shook his head at the opened door of his ambulance.

"Buddy," Oliver sighed, shaking his head.

"I never told her. She was dealing with the Morales case and I didn't want to worry her," Sam said quietly and Oliver rolled his eyes. "I'll deal with it later. Don't call her."

"You're gonna regret that one, Brother," Oliver warned and Sam shook his head. "But, I got your back."

"Thanks," Sam said and Oliver backed away to let the doors close.

On the way to the hospital, Sam kept trying to remember the events that went down. He remembered the buy going smoothly, Epstein keeping his cool. He remembered getting walked to the door they had been expected to enter. And he remembered the van. It could have been any van to anyone but him and Epstein, but these guys knew what they were doing.

"What was the weapon?" He asked the paramedic. She looked down at him and smiled.

"Metal pole," she told him and he nodded. Now he understood why he was in so much pain.

"So, we didn't get many shots in, I'm guessing?"

"You did okay, considering," she laughed and he sighed. "They're all going straight to lock up, but they've got shiners and fat lips."

"Good."

As the doctor handed him a bottle of pain pills, he nodded and stood up. "If you feel any significant pain, come back in," the doctor told him and he nodded.

"Where's my partner?" Sam asked and the doctor led him to a room a couple of doors down. "How's he doing?"

"Same as you," the doctor shrugged. "I think he got a broken hand in the fight."

"Okay," Sam nodded. "Thanks, Doc."

"Be careful out there."

"I'll do my best."

The doctor nodded and Sam walked into Dov's room where he was getting his cast put on. "How are you feeling, Epstein?" He asked, sitting in a chair behind the doctor.

"I've been better," he said and Sam nodded. He couldn't agree more. "What about you?"

"Bruised ego more than anything," Sam shrugged and Dov laughed until it hurt too much. "Ribs?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "You?"

"Three," Sam told him and Dov nodded.

They sat in silence until the doctor stood up. "You're all set," she said. "Be careful and stay off the streets until that's off. Got it?"

"Yes, ma'am," Dov said and she smiled at each of them before leaving them. "Ready?"

"I'm ready," Sam said and they stood up.

They walked out to the waiting room where they knew Oliver would be waiting for them. Sam had his head down, watching his feet carry him in the correct direction. He was dreading for Andy to see him, mostly because she would be pissed. He was just going to get a ride to the barn with Oliver, get in his truck, and drive to her place. He wanted to get it out of the way as soon as possible.

As they walked around the corner, he finally looked up and his jaw dropped at the sight of her and Chris standing up with Oliver. He looked at Oliver for a second and he shook his head; he wasn't the one to tell her.

His surprise lasted as she practically ran to him and hugged him tightly around the neck. Despite the pain, he hugged her just as tightly and kissed her neck softly. He leaned into her as she ran a hand down the back of his head. He knew that he should have had Oliver call her; he would have hated not having her there.

She pulled back and put her hand gently on his cheek and he tried to hold in his flinch, but couldn't. The bruises around his eyes were big and they hurt like hell. She outlined the stitches on his forehead and ran her fingers gently down cheek before hugging him again.

He laughed quietly. "McNally," he said and when she pulled back, he saw the worry in her eyes. "I'm fine. We got them and I'm okay."

"You scared the shit out of me, Sam," she whispered into his neck and he tightened his arms around her again. He should have told her, that much was evident.

"I'm sorry, Andy," he said and she nodded before she pulled away. He watched her turn toward Dov and hugged him.

"How you doing, Brother?" Oliver asked, shaking his hand. Sam shrugged and Oliver hugged him, patting him on the back. "Good job tonight."

"Thanks," Sam said.

"Let's go," Dov said and Sam nodded.

Sam watched Oliver walk past Andy, patting her gently on the shoulder, and start toward the door with Dov and Chris. He walked toward her and put his arm across her shoulders and they followed the others outside. He smiled as she held onto the hand that was hanging around her neck and put her other arm across his back. As Oliver and the others went to his squad car, Sam and Andy walked to her car.

They untangled their limbs and Sam opened the driver side door for her. She caught him off guard when she stood tall and kissed him. He held onto her hips and held her body against his own, happy to have her there. When they finally pulled apart, he looked down at her and brushed some hair out of her face. Her smile was sad and he hated himself for it. "I'm sorry," he told her again and she licked her lips as she nodded.

"Don't ever do that to me again," she warned. He swallowed, but nodded. She kissed him on the cheek and he let go of her hips.

As they settled into the car, he watched her until she started the car. She started driving and he looked out the passenger side window. He felt her reach for his hand and she held it on her lap the entire way to her house.