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As Sam, began to unplug her hair curler, after her long soak in the tub, she heard her cell phone go off again. She quickly ran to answer it.
"Spade"
"Sam, it's Jack. Why didn't you answer your phone earlier"
"Oh, um," said Sam realizing she must have zoned out during her bath, "I didn't hear it. Why, what's wrong"
"Come to Saint Andrew's Hospital. It's Martin and Danny..."
Sam nearly dropped her phone once she heard his name. She tried to catch her breath, but was almost unsuccessful. She could hear Jack talking, but couldn't make out the words. Her mind was focused on something else. How could Martin be in the hospital. He was always the strong one. Sure, he got hurt once in a while, but nothing too serious. He was the one that was supposed to make sure she never got hurt. Still in a state of shock, she grabbed her keys and left her house, leaving the lights on, and everything.
Sam jumped into her car, and began to speed down the street. Once she reached a traffic buildup, she rumbled through her car, and found a police light. She threw it on the top of her car, and began to speed down, as cars cleared the way for her. Once she reached the hospital, she slammed open the glass doors, and made her way to the receptionist.
"Can you tell me where I can find Agents Fitzgerald and Taylor?" She said, almost out of breath from her run from the parking lot to the hospital.
"I'm sorry, I'll need to see some I.D." said the receptionist, implying Sam's FBI badge.
Sam went to her back pocket, where she normally kept her badge, and realized that she left it in her other pants "Um, I don't have my badge with me, but I can promise you I'm with the FBI"
"I'm sorry, but without official proof, I can not give out that sort of information." replied the receptionist. She looked back down at the paperwork she was looking at before Sam came.
Sam sighed, and then looked back at the receptionist, "Look, you happen to have two agents that I am very close with, somewhere in this hospital.Now I don't know what happened, why they are here, or if they're even alive, so you better tell me where they are before I have a heart attack, and you have another agent admitted!" Sam screamed, releasing all her emotions on the lady.
The receptionist was shocked by Sam's display, and checked her computer. "Agent Taylor is in Room 309. Agent Fitzgerald is in surgery"
Sam inhaled sharply at hearing that Martin was in surgery. "Um," Sam tried to collect her thoughts. This time, in stead of screaming, so almost began to cry, "do you know if Agent Malone is here?"
"He's with Agent Taylor."
Sam nodded her head, and made her way to the elevator. The elevator came quickly, for the hospital did not seem busy. Sam walked in, and weakly pressed the button for the third floor. Sam's mind began to fill with thoughts, "What if he's going to die. Oh my god, what if he already died. I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye. Or that I loved him. And want to be with him." Sam's eyes began to water. She slammed the stop button, and the elevator shook, from the abrupt stop. Sam let out a loud sob, and leaned against the elevator wall. She covered her eyes and cried as she slowly fell on the floor. She began to sob, letting out all her emotions.
