Sam stood in the closet, trying to be as quiet as possible, but his whole right leg was aching. He looked at his right arm, and wondered why it was in a cast. He waited until it was quiet and slipped out of the closet. He looked around and seeing no one, rushed to the stairs and through the door. He looked between the two sets of steps in front of him. Up or down? Up or down. Up. He always liked being high up.

He made his way to the roof and hobbled to the edge. The wind in his face felt good and he smiled. He jumped when he heard a noise come from across the roof. Shit! Those imposters found him! He looked around and found a small space between the wall of the roof and a heating unit. He got down and carefully wedged himself in the space, especially careful of his arm. His leg started to ache right away, but he didn't care.

He breathed in, counted to four and let it out. He did this a couple times before the he got control of the pain and wondered how he knew to do that. He pulled his bare feet closer to his body and put his good arm around them. The heating unit was just tall enough to keep his head from being seen and he was back all the way to the corner wall so it would be impossible for anyone to see him in the darkened hole. He was glad the unit was warm on his skin, otherwise he'd be freezing in just this hospital gown.

##### South stairway 5 minutes before #####

Pax opened the door quietly and walked out into the sunlight. There was a nice breeze up here, he knew Shadow would come here. It was high up, just liked Shadow liked. For some reason heights never scared Shadow, not like it did Pax. He looked around the roof as Beast and Dolittle spread out. It was a very large roof, it'd take them awhile to check it all, he thought worriedly. He walked to the other side of the roof from their stairwell, about fifty feet, as he searched. He reached the other side and walked near the edge, but didn't get too close.

Beast headed off to the right while Dolittle headed left. There were several vents and small buildings that Shadow could climb in. He smiled as he thought about the story Remnant told them about a hide and seek game he, Shadow and some friends had played. They hadn't cared that they were all too old, they were bored. Every time Sam was it, he found them all easily, but when Sam hid, no one could find him. He could get himself into the weirdest places and positions.

"Shadow.." He called softly. He didn't want to freak Shadow out even more. He was confused as to why Shadow had run and why he was so out of it. Shadow didn't believe that they were his old friends. It made him sad. Hopefully they could figure it out.

Dolittle sighed as he looked around the roof. Damn. Where could the guy have gone? He hated to see Shadow in this state. Why didn't know who they were? Did he have a concussion and suffered memory loss? His medical knowledge was flowing through his mind as he searched. He hoped they found Shadow soon so they could try to talk some sense into him.

Sam saw Pax, or the fake Pax walk near the wall of the roof. He pulled himself back a little further wishing the man would go away.

The wind was blowing in Pax's face as he looked out across the city and he almost missed the faint scrape sound to his right. He turned and barely caught the soft blue fabric of a hospital gown in the dark space between a heating unit and the wall at the edge of the roof. "Shadow?" He said cautiously.

##### South stairway a few minutes before Team Three's arrival #####

Jules was breathing heavily, but it wasn't because of the stairs they just went up. She was watching one the men as he started looking around the roof, the others weren't visible. She sucked in a breath when he turned his head suddenly towards a heating unit to his right. "I think he found Sam." She looked at Wordy. They'd come up with a sort of plan, get between Sam and the men.

"Are they all close by?" Wordy asked, he couldn't see as well out the small window as she could.

"I can't tell, but we should go now. It's just the two of them." She held his eyes and gave him a "I'll go without you" look if he disagreed. When he nodded, she lifted the extinguisher and they silently slipped out the door.

Wordy tapped her shoulder and they moved to the right of the man along the wall of the stairwell. They would go around him and rush to cut him off from Sam when he noticed them. That was the plan. It was foiled when Wordy heard a deep voice to his right.

"Who are you and what are you doing up here?" Beast had just started at a run towards Pax when saw the woman emerge from behind the stairwell wall. He meant to continue his momentum forward when the balding guy stepped in front of him without looking. He reached a hand out, but was surprised when the smaller man grabbed his arm and attempted to twist it behind his back. He reversed the hold and twisted the man's arm instead. He was surprised again when the man let go off his arm, grabbed his upper arm and squeezed the pressure point there. He groaned in pain and used that elbow to hit the man hard in the face. Unfortunately it wasn't enough and the man pushed him to the ground.

"You ok Wordy?" Jules asked quietly. When he nodded she looked between the two strange men. She used her authoritative voice. "Who are you and what did you do to Sam?" Jules pointed the extinguisher nozzle at the big man's head. She saw the third man come towards them, walk to the first and stand next to him.

"Who are you?" Pax asked, amused that the balding man got Beast on the ground. That was impressive.

Just then seven men with guns burst from two separate doors on the roof. All seven voices yelled simultaneously: "don't move!" "Stay where you are!" "Where is Sam?!" "Don't move!"

The three men put their hands up while Jules and Wordy both sighed with relief.

Greg and Jim walked to Jules and Wordy. Greg put a hand on Wordy's shoulder while Jim pointed his gun at the big man on the ground. "You ok?"

With a chuckle, Wordy put the back of his hand to his nose and lip. "Yeah I'm good." He wiped the blood and licked his lip where it split. Damn that stung. He looked at the strange man that spoke to them. "I'm Officer Wordsworth, my friends call me Wordy. This is Officer Callaghan and Sergeant Greg Parker. Sam is our teammate and friend. Where is he?"

Sam had heard all of the shouting and had gotten scared. What the hell was happening out there? He scooted back further so that he was as far in the corner as he could go. He shivered. The brick was sucking all the heat he was getting from the unit. He looked up when he heard a familiar voice. Wordy? Wait, why was Wordy here? The two worlds didn't belong in each other. Safe, his mind told him. Wordy is safe. He shook his head to clear it and put a hand to it when that hurt. His mind cleared as he heard Wordy talking to someone. Who was that? They sounded familiar.

"There's been a misunderstanding here." Pax said calmly.

"Ok." Wordy said cautiously. "I hope that's true because I have a nurse downstairs that says the three of you chased Sam out of his room and she heard one of you say that you were going to kill him."

Kill me? Sam thought. Pax would never kill me, he chuckled. He had been pissed about the stupidity of Pax's fire stunt, but Sam had easily forgiven him. He placed his good hand on the unit and pushed on it to try to stand up, but the muscles in his right leg had locked up and wouldn't lift him. Instead, the side of the unit flexed and made a booming sound. He heard the clicking of guns as they were moved, he assumed, in his direction.

Pax and Dolittle turned towards the sound. "Sam." Pax whispered.

"What do you think?" Dolittle whispered back.

He stole a glance at the officers behind them. "I think we're in big trouble." Pax said before he looked behind them and moved toward the heating unit.

"Stop!" Jim, Charles and Rollie yelled at the same time.

"It's Sam. He's hurt." Pax looked back at them, deep concern on his face, and moved forward until he was at the start of the small space between the unit and the wall. He saw Sam huddled three feet back in the corner. "Hey Sha- uh, Sam. You doing ok?"

"Give him a minute. I don't think he wants to hurt Sam." Wordy looked at Greg.

"You sure?" Greg raised a brow.

"Yes. He wants to help." Wordy looked at the man on the ground and saw the truth of his words in the man's eyes. He reached down and helped the man up.

"Hold." Greg said into his headset and put a fist up. "Hold Team Three."

Sam looked up at Pax. "Hey Pax. What're you guys doing here?"

"Stopped in to see you." Pax studied Sam's face. This was a total change from the Sam they saw in his room. What was happening here? "You recognize me?"

"Yeah, sorry about that." Sam looked away, his cheeks getting pink. His mind had cleared completely and he had realized he had been stuck in a flashback. "Uh, can you help me up?"

"What's the matter?" Pax asked, concerned.

"My leg is locked up." Sam replied and shivered.

Pax looked back at Dolittle. "I need you." He looked at the officers. "Sam is freezing. We need a wheelchair and blankets."

Dolittle looked back at the officers and rolled his eyes when they stayed where they were, guns still trained on them. "For god's sake! You still don't believe us?!"

Greg heard the desperation in their voices and he looked at Rollie, "go. Hurry." He looked at the two of them. "Stay where you are and put your hands up." Both complied while Wordy cuffed the big man.

The members of Team Three, except for Rollie who radioed to Lance to have Megan come help, moved in and detained all the men.

"I'm a medic from the military, please let me help." Dolittle pulled against Jim who was holding his handcuffed hands.

"Easy." Jim murmured.

"Please, we were in Special Forces together with Sam." Dolittle begged.

Jules and Wordy had run to the heating unit while Team Three took the men in custody. Jules was lying on the unit and had her head by Sam's head. "You ok Sam?" She asked breathlessly.

Sam looked up at her and smiled sheepishly. "I'm stuck, and really cold." His teeth chattered.

"Do you know them?" Wordy asked as he walked through the gap to stand in front of Sam.

"Yeah. They're telling the truth. They're my JTF2 buddies." Sam nodded weakly.

Wordy looked back and nodded at Jim. "Let him loose."

When Jim released Dolittle from the handcuffs, Dolittle ran to Sam. The balding officer moved back and he walked through the gap to Sam. He couldn't squat down, but he was able to kneel. "Hey Shadow. How're you feeling?"

"Really cold. My right leg is in a lot of pain too. I can't get myself up." Sam shivered.

"Ok, do you think you can stand if I help you?" Dolittle asked as he checked Sam's vitals.

"Yeah." Sam nodded.

"Ok." Dolittle said. He didn't like Sam's vitals, he was starting to show the signs of hypothermia. Sam's pulse and breathing were slow and when he helped Sam up, he was slow and clumsy. He wasn't sure if that was because of Sam's leg or not, but he was very concerned. He saw the nurse from the desk and a doctor running to them pushing a wheelchair piled with blankets. "I'm a medic. His pulse is 35 and his resps are 23, beginning stages of hyperthermia. His right leg is causing him pain so we may need a stretcher."

The doctor, Megan and Dolittle worked together to get Sam up and out of the small space. Once they had him standing they threw a blanket across his shoulders, They could all see after a couple steps that walking was too painful for Sam to attempt and sat him on the heating unit to rest.

"What if we slide a blanket under him and slide him across this thing? It's smooth so it won't catch on anything." Wordy put a hand on the machine and ran it over it.

"Anything." Sam shivered. His teeth had stopped chattering and his shivering was coming to a halt which he knew was a bad sign. He definitely had hypothermia now. He lifted himself while they slid the blanket which was very painful on his leg and he hissed in pain.

"Hold on Sam, we'll get you downstairs in a few minutes. "Dolittle placed a gentle hand on Sam's shoulder.

Sam looked at Dolittle and raised a brow. "That's the first time you used my real name." He smiled.

"Had to happen sometime." Dolittle gave him a lopsided grin as they helped Sam into the wheelchair and stepped back. "See you in a bit." He promised and looked behind him. He turned and saw that everyone was gone except him, Wordy and the officer that had handcuffed him. "Where is everyone?"

"Downstairs. We need to talk." Wordy said seriously, although his eyes were not. He could see that all three of them cared for Sam deeply. The other two wouldn't leave until they could see for themselves that Sam was ok. He put a hand out towards the south stairs. They walked down the stairs and into a meeting room on the floor under Sam's.