Disclaimer: See Prologue.

A.N. I was going to split this into two but I decided that that was just mean.

Sorry for the delay! This is probably the last chapter for a while. I have a crazy amount of schoolwork and I don't like to post any part of the "Day" until the entire "Day" is written. "Day Five" is turning out to be quite long (not surprising considering it is the bust) so I need to finish it before I post at all.

Enjoy!

Days one through four – Sam's POV:

Sam and Chris were standing at the perimeter of the concert that fifteenth division was overseeing. Out of all of Andy's friends, Chris was the most forgiving and the most curious. Chris seemed to sense that Sam really missed Andy and constantly checked up on him. When Sam asked him why, Chris had responded that Andy was like a sister to him and if anything happened to Sam it would hurt Andy. After that, Sam was no longer annoyed when Chris asked how he was.

They were discussing possible places to have a wedding – Sam had revealed in an earlier conversation that he already had an engagement ring for Andy and was planning on proposing as soon as her undercover was over, when a shot rang out.

Both of them turned in time to hear a second shot and see a girl go down with two wounds. A third, fourth, and fifth shot rang out quickly.

When Chris turned to ask Sam where he thought the shots came from, he realized Sam was no longer standing. "Officer down! 10-33! I need a bus" he yelled into his radio, dropping to his knees. He barely noticed one of the rookies run over and stand over them with his gun drawn.

Sam struggled to breathe. He knew his vest had absorbed the bullet but his left arm was in excruciating pain.

"Sam, breathe. A bullet hit you in the vest but it didn't penetrate."

Sam felt Chris' hand slide under his vest as Chris spoke. Listening to Chris, he took a deep breath. "Where else was I hit?" he whispered. "My arm is –"

He was interrupted by the crackling of the radio. "Diaz, who was hit?" It was Oliver, who obviously couldn't see them in the pandemonium that ensued after the first shot went off.

"Swarek." He would have said more but he noticed that Sam was losing consciousness. "Sam, stay with me. For Andy's sake, just hang on." While he was talking, he had pulled on a glove and was applying pressure to one of Sam's wounds, the one that looked worse.

"Andy" he moaned as he let the darkness swallow him.

Because he let go…

He didn't know that Gail rode with the first victim.

He didn't know that Chris insisted on riding with him to the hospital.

He didn't know the long hours he spent in surgery to remove the bullet in his shoulder and to repair the muscle damage in his arm where a second bullet had gone clean through.

He didn't know about the heated conversations between Sarah, Frank, Noelle, and a few detectives out of the Drug Squad over whether or not Andy should be pulled or at least informed.

He didn't know that when Sarah was overruled she told Frank that he should not call her again, she didn't want to hear from anyone out of any Toronto Police Station unless it was Andy or Sam.

He didn't know about Andy's 'illegal' visit that caused the doctor to call Frank in panic.

Sam felt himself hovering between darkness and light. He had been in that state for a while but he knew that pain would greet him when he finally pulled himself out of the darkness so he wasn't that eager to pull himself into the light.

Then he heard her voice, the beautiful voice that he only heard when the pain of missing her became so great that he would call her cell phone just to hear her voice on the answering machine. This sounded ten times more beautiful and he began to fight the darkness in attempt to reach her. She was crying, he heard it in her voice and he wanted to comfort her.

As he struggled to reach her he heard her say "Sam, you need to wake up. Everything ends tomorrow and the only thing I want is for you to wrap your arms around me when I'm done and tell me you're proud of me but I'm never doing undercover work again because the separation is too much. I love you and you have to wake up." Her sob at the last line helped him push and make his break through the wall of darkness. Right away, an incessant beeping started. Her presence immediately faded and he began to panic. Was he imagining things? What if she really wasn't okay?

"Officer Swarek? Can you hear me Officer Swarek?"

Sam opened his eyes and realized he was surrounded by a sea of white. "Andy" he cried out. It was the only thing he could think of and he kept murmuring her name as he felt a slight pinch. He slipped back into the darkness.

Doctor Langser pulled out the syringe, thankful that the sedative had taken effect so quickly. He turned to one of the students who was observing him. "There is a man in the waiting room. Bring him back here."

"But sir, it is after visiting hours and the I.C.U. is for close family only."

The doctor raised an eyebrow. "Are you questioning my order?"

"No sir." The student backed out.

Oliver Shaw was sitting in the hospital waiting room. Normally he declined most overtime opportunities but when Frank approached him, he called Zoe and she encouraged him to agree to this job.

His job was to sit in the hospital waiting room, in plain clothes, and wait for Andy. They somehow knew that Andy was going to show up tonight and wanted someone close to her who could be discreet to make sure she was okay. They chose Oliver since he was her first T.O. and a close friend of Sam. Unlike her year-mates, Oliver would not tell anyone he saw Andy.

He couldn't understand why they wanted him to wait in the waiting room instead of Sam's room. Knowing Andy, she would probably take a back route and would avoid the waiting room altogether. It wasn't his decision and he had a few weeks worth of Sports Illustrated to catch up on so he settled down to read his magazines in peace, something he often did not get at home.

He was starting the current issue (half of the articles in the other ones were no longer relevant so he skipped over them) when a frazzled looking young man in a white doctor's coat stepped into the room. "Are you here for Officer Swarek?"

Oliver nodded and stood. "Is Sam okay?"

"Doctor Langser wants to talk to you. Follow me."

Oliver followed the man into the I.C.U. He was introduced to Doctor Langser, the doctor who cared for Sam at night.

"Oliver Shaw" he said, sticking out his hand.

"Gary Langser" the doctor grasped his hand. "Who is Andy?"

"Pardon me?" Oliver didn't know where the question was coming from.

"Officer Swarek woke a little while ago. We had to sedate him because he kept screaming 'Andy'."

Oliver thought for a second. Frank told him that they only told the doctor that Sam's partner came to visit – specifically not saying which gender or a name to keep Andy safe. 'Andy' was a name that could be for a male or female, which worked out to Oliver's advantage even though Sam had given up her name. "His partner. When will he wake up again?"

"Soon. I gave him a low dosage."

Oliver nodded. "Before you go in, can I try to talk to him alone?"

The doctor nodded. "He is less likely to fight if you explain we are here to help." He had dealt with patients like this before. It was really against his policy but he understood where Oliver was coming from, his own brother-in-law had gone undercover once.

Oliver walked into the room and closed the door. He made his way to Sam's right side, his 'healthy' side as the used to joke about when it came to non-life threatening wounds. "Sammy?" he said softly.

"Andy" he moaned.

Oliver placed a hand on Sam's right shoulder. "Stay still brother. She's fine and she'll be home before you know it."

"Tomorrow night" Sam whispered.

Oliver's eyes widened. Obviously Andy had come to visit. "Yes. So you need to cooperate with the doctors so you will be able to help her through her nightmares." No one went through an undercover totally unscathed.

Sam sighed and opened his eyes. "Fine. You're right. Send the doctor in. Go home to Zoe and the girls, I'll be fine."

Oliver turned to go and then remembered something. "Sam, they know Andy is undercover and your partner but to protect her they don't know that she is female or that she is more to you than just a partner." He slipped out.

Sam let the doctor check him over and then agreed when the doctor wanted to give him a sedative. He was in pain and didn't see any point in pretending; Andy wasn't going to be back for probably around twenty-four hours.

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