Title: Privilege
Author: NightMage
Rating: maybe PG13, to be safe.
Summary: The team gets very, very frustrated with doctor-patient privilege! And Sam deals with a problem of her own. My very first M/S fic. Please R&R!
NOTES:
Weebles: I luv it when people 'keep reviewing'! And my C2 is w w w . f a n f i c t i o n . n e t / c 2 / 9 2 7 8 / 0 / 1 , but it's easier to get to if you just go to my bio page and click on 'C2'.
Again, sorry for any inaccurate medical details and procedures.
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Chapter 15
APPREHENSION
Vivian wouldn't let Jack drive on the way to Nancy Dawson's work building, so he sat in the passenger seat, staring out the front window, lips pressed in a hard line, worrying. Some jerk had hurt Sam. Martin had told him about the flowers, the car. The rose. That's what plagued him the most; he had known what was going on. He should have done something sooner! As her boss he had let her down. As her friend he had failed her. Oh God, he –
"Snap out of it."
Jack jerked his head sideways and held Vivian's gaze for a moment. Then she turned her eyes back to the road, and he sighed. He hoped they would find Carolynn Casper soon – for more reasons than one.
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Martin reached warily for the phone, not taking his hand off Samantha's shoulder. He picked up the receiver. "Hello?"
"Is this Martin Fitzgerald?"
Martin glanced back at Sam. "Yes."
"I'm just calling to confirm your 911 call for medical attention?"
Martin's relief was visible, and Samantha relaxed. "Yes, for a friend of mine."
"Broken ankle."
"Yes."
"Okay, thank you, Sir. Ambulance is on its way."
"Thank you." Martin hung up, and sat down beside Samantha again. "We're gonna get you to a hospital."
Sam nodded.
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"Right here, Viv. Turn off."
"I know, Jack."
"Building's on the left."
"I know, Jack."
Vivian parked the car, and the two agents climbed out to rejoin Danny, who had hopped a ride in a different van. As he adjusted his headset, Danny glanced up at the building. "I really hope she's here."
So do I, thought Jack.
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Martin and Sam looked up as one when the knock came on the door. Martin got up and looked through the peep hole. A blonde man stood there in a paramedic's uniform, holding a First Aid kit. Martin undid the latch and opened the door.
The man looked up with a polite smile. "Martin Fitzgerald, I presume?"
Martin nodded and stepped away from the doorway.
"And you must be the gal with the broken ankle." The paramedic walked past Martin over to Samantha, who gave a tight smile. "Ambulance is waiting out front. Let's have a look at that." He bent down and unrolled the makeshift bandage Martin had provided. Sam's ankle was purple and swelling. The paramedic looked up at her, adjusting his Yankees cap. "Nasty break."
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"Alright," said Jack, "There are two main ways to get into the building; front door, back door. My guess is that Carolynn wants to be seen as little as possible. That means back door. Danny, you're there with me and Team 1. Just in case I'm wrong, Viv, you're taking the front entrance with Team 2. And casually, people, we don't want her spooked and running."
"Excuse me."
Jack turned to face a woman from Vivian's team. The woman was holding up a cell phone. "Just got a call from David Casper. His gun is missing. He's freaking."
"What? Since when did David Casper have a gun! Nice thing to forget to mention when your daughter's running around trying to kill herself. Is it registered?"
"No, Sir."
Jack pinched the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes. "Wonderful."
Suddenly, all their heads turned as the security alarm in the building began to wail.
Vivian sucked in a breath. "I guess she's here."
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The paramedic opened his First Aid kit and began to rummage through the contents. Sam suddenly realized that she had the nagging feeling she'd seen him before. Somewhere… hair that blonde wasn't easy to forget. She shook it off. It was probably nothing.
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