Two sirens were ringing in tandem through the one lane leading to Loch Lake and the vacation homes surrounding it. Nash and Barber were leading the way, with Shaw and Williams close behind. Tracie couldn't believe that Jameson was stupid enough to take Andy to Luke's place. Who uses another cop's home as the perfect place to kidnap someone, especially someone who had been there before and would know how to get help or get back if she were to escape? Plus, a neighbor could recognize her when he forced her into the house. Since Andy hadn't made contact with anyway, it was unlikely that the latter had happened. But Andy could take care of herself. Tracie kept repeating that thought over and over again. Unfortunately, some darker thoughts got through every once in a while as well. She turned to her boyfriend, who was driving the squad car.

"How much longer?"

Jerry glanced over and saw the worry stamped across Traci's features.

"Five minutes, tops. I'm sure Drew and Sam have everything under control and will call any second now to let us now. Andy's going to be ok."

"What if he did something to her before Swarek takes him into custody? Andy's already been through too much in her life. Forget that, in this year alone."

"Sammy will take good care of her. We all will, of course, but Sam especially. He's had to deal with traumatized women before, so even in a worse case scenario, she'll be alright in time. But, I don't think it will get to that. I remember Andy's moves at the academy. She can take down men twice her weight. There's a pretty big chance that Jameson will need more medical attention than Andy."

Tracie smiled softly. Jerry was right. Andy had been trained in self-defense since before she was a teenager. She had been at the top of their class when it came to taking down an opponent. Looking out the windshield, she noticed the sign for the neighborhood up ahead.

"The house is the ninth on the left side, once we turn right into the neighborhood. Hurry up, we're almost there."

Jerry put more pressure on the pedal. He wanted to get there just as fast as Tracie did. He didn't mention to her that he was worried Sammy would do something reckless, and Drew would just stand aside and let it happen.

Drew was quietly turning the corner of the house, heading towards the backdoor, when he heard his sister shout for help inside. He could tell by the tone of her voice that she wasn't terrified, so he was pretty confident that Jameson wasn't in the act of doing something to her. That didn't stop him from sprinting to the door, to hell with making noise. He knew Sam would go in without his backup as soon as he heard Andrea's voice. It was hard to think clearly when the woman you're in love with is screaming for help. Busting through the door, he took in his surroundings. The house was two stories, which allowed the bottom floor to be very open, since all the bedrooms were on the top story. To his right was an opening that lead to the kitchen, but he had entered into the dining room that was completely open to the living room in the front of the house. Spotting the staircase, he took the steps two at a time before heading to the open door to his left. He could hear Sam and Andy talking quietly. Entering slowly, just in case, he first noticed the giant bed in the center of the room. Andy was sitting on the bed, while Sam hovered over her and went about opening the handcuff attached to her right hand. Looking at Andy more closely, he noticed that she seemed to be favoring her left side, but no major marks marred her skin. As for Jameson, he was laying on the floor with his hands cuffed behind his back. He was unconscious, and looked like he'd been in that state for a while. Drew smiled.

"Let me guess. The asshole was already down before Swarek came to your rescue."

Andy looked up in surprise. She had been concentrating so hard on Sam that she hadn't even heard anyone come in. Sam had come barging in, gun raised, before spotting Jameson on the floor. Taking in her lack of clothing and hunched figure, his eyes had immediately turned darker, as if all the anger he was holding in were trying to escape through his eyes. Trying to lighten the tension in the room, she teased him.

"'Bout time you got here. I thought I'd have to kick his ass again before anyone arrived."

Sam looked into her eyes and forced himself to relax. She was joking around, which could mean one of two things. One, she was doing ok. Or two, she was hiding the fact that she wasn't ok for his benefit. Lowering his gun, he quickly handcuffed the detective, then moved to her side and took in her whole appearance. Catching a glint of light on the bed next to her, he noticed the handcuff wrapped around her bruised wrist. Reaching for his keys with one hand, he gently picked up her right hand and turned it so that the keyhole was revealed.

"I'm so sorry I took so long, Andy. It will never happen again."

He couldn't joke around with her right now. His mind and body were working overtime on all the adrenaline and fear that had been coursing through him for the past hours. Drew had made his presence known before Andy could answer. Her face lit up at the sound of her brother's voice. Sam had never seen that expression on her face, but he decided that he would make sure she had a chance to make it appear more often. The guy could go undercover all he wanted, as long as he made more visits than in the past six months. His girl deserved that and more. He could deal with the brotherly protective instincts.

Now that the handcuff had been opened, Andy stood up quickly and covered the rest of the space that was keeping her from Drew.

"Andy, I knew you'd come."

"Of course little sis, I had to make sure your department was up to the task of finding you. Was I right about who took down the piece of filth on the floor?"

Andy looked up into her brother's eyes and smiled for the first time in what seemed like days.

"Was there ever any doubt? I learned from the best."

Standing in her brother's arms, she heard their back up entering the house. She smiled to herself, knowing that her friends were there to get justice on her behalf no matter what it took. There was no hope for Jameson, who finally started to come around. Then again, he probably lucked out by being unconscious when her two favorite guys arrived.

I wonder if he will realize that when he realizes that he's surrounded by some very pissed off cops.

A.N. Sorry for the second long wait. Hope it was worth it for you. There will most likely be an epilogue coming up soon. I have my Thanksgiving break coming up this week. Until next time...