Sam watched Bailey as he watched the dancers. She was enjoying spending time
with him. Almost to much. She would really miss him now when he went back
to work.
Once the Irish dancing was over the moved on. In search of some food for
lunch. They choose differently, Bailey got a barbar-q sandwich and Sam got
a gyro. They were just finishing up their meal when the sounds of angry
voices filled the area near the refreshment tent.
Bailey was instantly on alert, Sam knew he was always in protection mode.
He probably even had a gun on him, his back up strapped to his ankle if
she knew anything about her former boss.
Three men were scuffling, and there was no sign of any security types breaking
it up. Bailey moved into position. He would only break things up if it looked be
escalating.
"I said you're a lying cheating son of bitch." The one man was yelling.
"Cool off, man this is not the place for it." The second man in a red shirt tried to
back him off.
"You tell him Hank, she's your woman." The third man added fuel to the fire.
Bailey motioned to Sam to keep back. He didn't want anyone hurt if fists started
flying.
The angry guy cursed again and swung, red shirt countered him and he went
down. Bailey hoped he stayed down but he wasn't that smart.
"Now Hank just walk away, we don't need to be fighting." Red shirt backed
off then turned and started to walk away.
"Like hell I will." Hank got up off the grass and grabbed a chair from the eating
area and was about to hit red shirt with it from behind.
That was when Bailey jumped in and stopped him.
"No, you don't mister." Bailey grabbed the chair in mid swing and ripped it out
of his grip.
Man number three didn't like that and picked up a chair of his own to get into
things. Red shirt turned back with all the noise and managed to duck, but the
chair hit Sam who'd moved into position to see if Bailey needed help.
She went down, a blow to the head.
Red shirt took out the third guy as Bailey glared at Hank.
"Don't even think about it, I'm in no mood for this." Bailey growled at him.
Hank knew the strength it had taken to disarm him, he backed off.
"Someone call for the EMT guys, this lady is hurt." Red shirt yelled.
Bailey's heart was in his throat as he heard those words. He turned and saw
that it was Sam laying on the grass. He was beside her in an instant, she
was awake but looked dazed.
"Sam, Sam sweetheart can you see me?" Bailey looked into her blue eyes,
there was a lump on her temple and a small red mark from where the chair
had struck her.
"Thanks for your help mister. That guy would have cold cocked me if you hadn't
stepped in." Red shirt told Bailey.
"You're welcome. Where are those EMT's?" Bailey looked up then back at Sam.
"Are you hurt anywhere else? Your neck or back?" Bailey asked her.
"No, just my head." Sam moaned.
"Move aside please coming through." A lady EMT and her partner a very tall
black man carrying a medical box. Pushed through the crowd.
"What happened?"
"There was a fight and this lady got hit with a flying folding chair."
"She was in by stander." Someone added.
"Let me get a look at you ma'am." The senior EMT knelt beside Sam and
checked her eyes.
"Can you tell me her age and name please?" The woman EMT asked Bailey.
"Samantha Waters, she's 36. As far as I know she's not taking any medications."
"How do you feel? Any blurred vision?" He asked Sam.
"No, I'm better now. It was just that first minute after he hit me I saw stars."
She blinked.
"Stay laying down for a few more minutes. I'll check you over. Any medical
history you need to tell me about?"
"No, I don't think so."
Bailey was watching with concern written all over his face. He was scared to
death Sam was hurt worse than it looked.
They checked her blood pressure and gave her a ice pack for her head.
"I don't have any reason to take you to the hospital, if you aren't having
blurred vision, you're just going to have a real good head ache. I'd suggest
taking the rest of the day easy. If you have stabbing pain, I'd suggest
seeing your own doctor."
He had her sit up, then slowly stand up. "How's that feel, any dizziness now?"
"No, just a head ache." Sam lifted the ice pack back to her head.
"Thank both for your help." Bailey told the EMT as they packed up their
equipment.
"Yes, thank you for getting her so fast." Sam added.
"Just doing our job, glad we could help." He nodded.
"It's a little after two want me to take you home and come back for Chloe?"
Bailey asked. He still looked worried. Sam knew that look.
"That might me a good idea, do you mind?"
"No, of course not. Come on," he put an arm around her shoulder and walked
slowly with her to the parking area.
Sam was not happy she'd been injured but she was kind of liking the way Bailey
was treating her. He kept his arm around her until they reached the truck.
"Bailey I'm not hurt that bad. You don't have to mother me."
"He opened the door for her. I know Sam, but seeing you laying there scared
me." He confessed. He was standing in the door after she climbed into the truck.
If he'd been any other man, Sam would have expected him to kiss her.
The vibe she was getting from him. They way he looked at her.
Bailey was thinking he wanted to kiss her. He almost needed to kiss her, but he
stopped the urge, it wasn't the place, or the time for a first kiss. He stepped
back and said. "I'll go tell Chloe what's happened. Are you alright?"
"Yes, Bail I'm fine. Don't scare her, tell her I'm fine first." Sam reminded him.
"I know, I'll be back soon." He closed her door and walked off.
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"Chloe your mom is fine, but she had a little accident."
"Oh, no Mom?" Chloe went towards Bailey, he stopped her and hugged her.
"She' OK, she just hit her head. The EMT's said she would be fine if she took it
easy for the rest of the day. I'm going to take her home and then come back
for you later."
"Are you sure she's OK?" Chloe searched his face, she'd know if he was lying.
"Yes,"
"Then I was going to ask if I could sleep over with Sara. I've done it a bunch of
times before."
"Is Sam alright?" Sara's mom asked.
"Yes, the EMT's checked her over. Is this their idea or have they cleared it with
you?" Bailey knew how girls could be.
"No, they asked permission we just needed to ask Sam when she came back."
"Then I guess it will be fine, as long as Sam has allowed this before?"
"Yes, Chloe has slept over several times." she nodded.
"Alright then, I expect you to call your mom later. And if for some reason she
wants you home once I tell her not back talk, got it?" Bailey told her.
"I know, thanks." Chloe nodded.
"What about PJ's are you going to stop by for your stuff later?"
"The girls are the same size, they can share." Sara's mom grinned.
"Alright, you be good." Bailey patted Chloe's shoulder.
"I will." She grinned, then ran back to the booth.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, you take care of Sam."
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"What's this?" Sam asked when Bailey stopped the truck at the local food store.
"It's a surprise, but I guess it's only half a surprise now, I'm going to make us
dinner. Just the two of us, Chloe is spend the night with Sara, if you don't mind."
He added.
"No, she sleeps over all the time. You're going to cook for me a Malone?"
Sam teased. She knew he was a good cook.
"I am, now sit here a relax I'm be right back." Bailey left the truck running and
went inside for the things he needed. He was making chicken parmesan and he
also picked up Sam's favorite ice cream for dessert. He'd prefer cheese cake but
the dinner was for her.
"That was fast, what are we having?"
"You'll see, no peeking." Bailey set the bag in the back seat.
Once they were back at the house, he helped her inside. Sam protested the
entire time that she felt fine now. The ice pack had helped with her head, and
the aspirin she'd taken was working too. But he insisted.
"You lay down for a little while and I'll call you when dinner is ready."
"Ok, boss I'll try." Sam made a face at his retreating back.
with him. Almost to much. She would really miss him now when he went back
to work.
Once the Irish dancing was over the moved on. In search of some food for
lunch. They choose differently, Bailey got a barbar-q sandwich and Sam got
a gyro. They were just finishing up their meal when the sounds of angry
voices filled the area near the refreshment tent.
Bailey was instantly on alert, Sam knew he was always in protection mode.
He probably even had a gun on him, his back up strapped to his ankle if
she knew anything about her former boss.
Three men were scuffling, and there was no sign of any security types breaking
it up. Bailey moved into position. He would only break things up if it looked be
escalating.
"I said you're a lying cheating son of bitch." The one man was yelling.
"Cool off, man this is not the place for it." The second man in a red shirt tried to
back him off.
"You tell him Hank, she's your woman." The third man added fuel to the fire.
Bailey motioned to Sam to keep back. He didn't want anyone hurt if fists started
flying.
The angry guy cursed again and swung, red shirt countered him and he went
down. Bailey hoped he stayed down but he wasn't that smart.
"Now Hank just walk away, we don't need to be fighting." Red shirt backed
off then turned and started to walk away.
"Like hell I will." Hank got up off the grass and grabbed a chair from the eating
area and was about to hit red shirt with it from behind.
That was when Bailey jumped in and stopped him.
"No, you don't mister." Bailey grabbed the chair in mid swing and ripped it out
of his grip.
Man number three didn't like that and picked up a chair of his own to get into
things. Red shirt turned back with all the noise and managed to duck, but the
chair hit Sam who'd moved into position to see if Bailey needed help.
She went down, a blow to the head.
Red shirt took out the third guy as Bailey glared at Hank.
"Don't even think about it, I'm in no mood for this." Bailey growled at him.
Hank knew the strength it had taken to disarm him, he backed off.
"Someone call for the EMT guys, this lady is hurt." Red shirt yelled.
Bailey's heart was in his throat as he heard those words. He turned and saw
that it was Sam laying on the grass. He was beside her in an instant, she
was awake but looked dazed.
"Sam, Sam sweetheart can you see me?" Bailey looked into her blue eyes,
there was a lump on her temple and a small red mark from where the chair
had struck her.
"Thanks for your help mister. That guy would have cold cocked me if you hadn't
stepped in." Red shirt told Bailey.
"You're welcome. Where are those EMT's?" Bailey looked up then back at Sam.
"Are you hurt anywhere else? Your neck or back?" Bailey asked her.
"No, just my head." Sam moaned.
"Move aside please coming through." A lady EMT and her partner a very tall
black man carrying a medical box. Pushed through the crowd.
"What happened?"
"There was a fight and this lady got hit with a flying folding chair."
"She was in by stander." Someone added.
"Let me get a look at you ma'am." The senior EMT knelt beside Sam and
checked her eyes.
"Can you tell me her age and name please?" The woman EMT asked Bailey.
"Samantha Waters, she's 36. As far as I know she's not taking any medications."
"How do you feel? Any blurred vision?" He asked Sam.
"No, I'm better now. It was just that first minute after he hit me I saw stars."
She blinked.
"Stay laying down for a few more minutes. I'll check you over. Any medical
history you need to tell me about?"
"No, I don't think so."
Bailey was watching with concern written all over his face. He was scared to
death Sam was hurt worse than it looked.
They checked her blood pressure and gave her a ice pack for her head.
"I don't have any reason to take you to the hospital, if you aren't having
blurred vision, you're just going to have a real good head ache. I'd suggest
taking the rest of the day easy. If you have stabbing pain, I'd suggest
seeing your own doctor."
He had her sit up, then slowly stand up. "How's that feel, any dizziness now?"
"No, just a head ache." Sam lifted the ice pack back to her head.
"Thank both for your help." Bailey told the EMT as they packed up their
equipment.
"Yes, thank you for getting her so fast." Sam added.
"Just doing our job, glad we could help." He nodded.
"It's a little after two want me to take you home and come back for Chloe?"
Bailey asked. He still looked worried. Sam knew that look.
"That might me a good idea, do you mind?"
"No, of course not. Come on," he put an arm around her shoulder and walked
slowly with her to the parking area.
Sam was not happy she'd been injured but she was kind of liking the way Bailey
was treating her. He kept his arm around her until they reached the truck.
"Bailey I'm not hurt that bad. You don't have to mother me."
"He opened the door for her. I know Sam, but seeing you laying there scared
me." He confessed. He was standing in the door after she climbed into the truck.
If he'd been any other man, Sam would have expected him to kiss her.
The vibe she was getting from him. They way he looked at her.
Bailey was thinking he wanted to kiss her. He almost needed to kiss her, but he
stopped the urge, it wasn't the place, or the time for a first kiss. He stepped
back and said. "I'll go tell Chloe what's happened. Are you alright?"
"Yes, Bail I'm fine. Don't scare her, tell her I'm fine first." Sam reminded him.
"I know, I'll be back soon." He closed her door and walked off.
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"Chloe your mom is fine, but she had a little accident."
"Oh, no Mom?" Chloe went towards Bailey, he stopped her and hugged her.
"She' OK, she just hit her head. The EMT's said she would be fine if she took it
easy for the rest of the day. I'm going to take her home and then come back
for you later."
"Are you sure she's OK?" Chloe searched his face, she'd know if he was lying.
"Yes,"
"Then I was going to ask if I could sleep over with Sara. I've done it a bunch of
times before."
"Is Sam alright?" Sara's mom asked.
"Yes, the EMT's checked her over. Is this their idea or have they cleared it with
you?" Bailey knew how girls could be.
"No, they asked permission we just needed to ask Sam when she came back."
"Then I guess it will be fine, as long as Sam has allowed this before?"
"Yes, Chloe has slept over several times." she nodded.
"Alright then, I expect you to call your mom later. And if for some reason she
wants you home once I tell her not back talk, got it?" Bailey told her.
"I know, thanks." Chloe nodded.
"What about PJ's are you going to stop by for your stuff later?"
"The girls are the same size, they can share." Sara's mom grinned.
"Alright, you be good." Bailey patted Chloe's shoulder.
"I will." She grinned, then ran back to the booth.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, you take care of Sam."
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"What's this?" Sam asked when Bailey stopped the truck at the local food store.
"It's a surprise, but I guess it's only half a surprise now, I'm going to make us
dinner. Just the two of us, Chloe is spend the night with Sara, if you don't mind."
He added.
"No, she sleeps over all the time. You're going to cook for me a Malone?"
Sam teased. She knew he was a good cook.
"I am, now sit here a relax I'm be right back." Bailey left the truck running and
went inside for the things he needed. He was making chicken parmesan and he
also picked up Sam's favorite ice cream for dessert. He'd prefer cheese cake but
the dinner was for her.
"That was fast, what are we having?"
"You'll see, no peeking." Bailey set the bag in the back seat.
Once they were back at the house, he helped her inside. Sam protested the
entire time that she felt fine now. The ice pack had helped with her head, and
the aspirin she'd taken was working too. But he insisted.
"You lay down for a little while and I'll call you when dinner is ready."
"Ok, boss I'll try." Sam made a face at his retreating back.