Here's the next chapter! We're nearing the end!
1 week later...
"Are you sure you're ready to get out of here?" Jules asked concerned.
She watched as Sam grimaced putting his T-shirt on. Sam winced as he pulled the shirt over his head, the movement aggravating the still healing incisions on his chest. When his shirt was on, he looked at Jules with an exasperated look. "Jules, I'm fine. You really have to stop asking me that."
Before Jules could reply, Ed and the rest of Team One walked into Sam's hospital room. "Maybe if you said it with a little bit for conviction Samo." Ed laughed as Sam rolled his eyes. "Are you sure you want to leave? You do kind of look like crap, Sam. "
Sam sighed and glared at his teammates, all laughing at Ed's comment. "Thanks guys, really feeling the love right now. Yes, guys, I'm fine! I've been in here for a week. I'm more than ready to get out of here. You know how much I hate hospitals."
Greg walked over to Sam and put a hand on his shoulder. "Yeah, we know buddy, but we also know that anytime anyone on this team says that they are fine, they're usually lying."
Greg sends a loving glare to his stubborn team, causing them all to smile. Sam gave a short chuckle, shook his head and looked at his boss. "Yeah, well I mean it this time. I just want to be able to sleep without a nurse or doctor coming in and stabbing me with a needle every 2 hours. I'm a human being, not a pin cushion."
Spike laughed and sat down on the edge of the bed. "So when do you get to leave?"
"They're pulling up my discharge papers as we speak. Dr. Knox has to come in and sign off on everything and the cardiologist wants to check everything out one last time so it shouldn't be too much longer."
"Are your mom and sister still at your place?" Wordy asked, taking a seat next to Jules.
"Uh, no actually, they're back on base."
Ed looked at Sam, surprised. "Oh! Is the General's hearing today?"
Sam sighed and sank down on the bed next to Spike. "No, that's sometime later this week. Tomorrow's the trial for Lieutenant Roberts so they're all down there with my dad and my uncle."
"What are the charges again?" Ed asked, sending Sam a sympathetic glance.
"Treason."
"That's it? Just treason?!" Spike questioned, looking at Sam with an exasperated face.
"Treason is a pretty heavy offense in the military, it's not like he's going to be getting off with just a stern lecture and a slap on the wrist. Besides, it's technically all he's guilty of. Amir and Ali got the information from him, but they acted completely on their own."
"SAM!" Jules glared at him, shocked. "You were SHOT, because he told them where you would be! He may not have pulled the trigger, but he is just as responsible as they are."
"You can think that, and you wouldn't be alone, but that's not how I feel and I made sure that was known in my statement."
Anger and confusion flashed on the faces of all of Team One. Jules crossed her arms and stared Sam down. "Seriously, Sam? Are you trying to get him off the hook?!"
"Jules!" Sam stared at her, arms gripping the edge of the bed. "They have him nailed six ways to Sunday for treason. OK? His military career is over and he'll be lucky if he doesn't spend the rest of his life in prison. He's going to get what he deserves. Amir and Ali have been taken care of. The CCA and DND are going to deal with my dad and I'm going to be good as new, OK?" Sam looked around at his team and saw the concerned look still on their faces. "Look guys, I know it's not an ideal fix, but this is the best that they can do."
Before anyone could respond, Dr. Knox came into the room, followed by Dr. Reed, Sam's cardiologist. Team One cleared out of the room and waited in the hall. Fifteen minutes later, both Dr. Knox and Dr. Reed walked out of the room. Team One looked at the expectantly. Dr. Knox smiled at them. "Everything looks great. He's got all the information he needs to know and a list of appointments to follow up on. He's good to go."
Smiles broke out on everyone's face. Dr. Knox and Dr. Reed turned to walk away, but before he could get too far, Dr. Knox turned back around and looked at the team of SRU officers that he had become very well acquainted with over the past week. "Please don't break him. That's some of my finest handiwork and I don't want to see it get messed up."
Team One smiled and walked back into Sam's room. Ten minutes later Sam was officially discharged from the hospital and was being unwillingly wheeled out in a wheelchair. As they all loaded up into the familiar black SUVs and drove away from the hospital, Sam felt a mixture of emotions. The excitement and joy of leaving the hospital and going home mixed with the uncertainty of what's to come concerning the General and the trial, but most importantly, there was a feeling of comfort and Sam knew that whatever happened his team, his family, would be there for him.
