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A.N. Another story comes to a close...

A.N.2 Thanks for all the reviews last chapter. I love it how most of you said Oliver, he was definitely a thought but I decided that would be too obvious so round of applause to jimi18 for guessing correctly.

To my wonderful reviewers, thank you so much! School has been crazy (but on the bright side, the back of my notebook is full of a new multi-chapter story) but you guys really pushed me to finish by my second goal (less than 60 days after I started).

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Day Five Part Three:

As she neared the hospital, she came to the conclusion that she was done with hiding. She wanted to walk into the hospital through the main entrance and legitimately stay with the man she loved.

Two blocks away from the hospital, she began to panic. Visiting hours were over and she didn't have her badge. On top of that, she was carrying an illegal gun.

She turned the corner and saw a squad car parked right outside the main entrance of the hospital. She crossed her fingers that it was someone from Fifteenth, or at least someone she knew.

As she approached, she realized that there was only one person in the car. She couldn't tell if it was a male or a female but the cop seemed to spot what he or she was looking for and got out of the car.

"Andy!"

She realized who it was and ran the last half of the block. "Chris!"

He caught her as she threw herself into his arms. "Is it over?" he asked softly. He assumed from Frank's call that it was but he had to be sure.

Andy nodded as she pulled away from him. "How is he?" Despite what Jim told her, she was scared.

Chris smiled. "Awake. I haven't actually had a chance to stop in. But" he paused and opened the passenger side door. He reached into the glove compartment and grabbed something. "I'm sure he'd love to see you and I don't think you want to wait until visiting hours tomorrow." He handed her her badge.

Andy took it, confusion written on her face. Sam had told her that when he finished his undercover assignment, he planned to carry her badge with him 'to keep her with him at all times' so she didn't understand why Chris had her badge.

Chris saw her confusion. "I was with Sam when he was shot. As I rode with him to the hospital and the medics pulled off his shirt, your badge fell out. I took it, hoping you would come back and need it so you could see him."

Andy hugged him again. "Thanks Chris." She handed him her purse. "There's a gun inside. Take it out and bring it to Twenty-Second. Tell them 'McNally sent it' but make sure not to mention my first name." She turned and started walking to the entrance.

"Andy" Chris called and then waited for her to turn back around to face him. "You might want to put your shoes back on and Sam moved from the I.C.U. to room 3A."

Andy dropped her shoes onto the ground and stepped into them with a wave at Chris.

When she reached the automatic doors, they slid open. She turned around and saw Chris leaning against the squad car, obviously watching her. "Thanks for everything. I'll be okay. You can go now."

Chris pushed himself up and pulled out his cell phone. "Okay. Call if you need anything. Sam's cell phone is in his room."

Andy stepped through the door as Chris sent a quick text and then climbed into the squad car to head to Twenty-Second's station.

Andy walked over to the front desk, aware that the security guard was staring at her. "I'm here to see Sam Swarek, room 3A" she said as she flashed her badge.

The guard nodded and pointed her to the correct elevator.

Andy stepped into the elevator and the second the doors closed, she stepped out of her shoes as she clipped her badge to her jeans. She bounced with nervous energy as the elevator crept (in her mind) up to the third floor.

It had already been a while since Frank had asked for a few more minutes. Doctor Kay and Doctor Langser caught up on family happenings (they had started their residencies at the same time and were friends) but both had other patients to attend to.

Doctor Kay approached Frank. "Look Sergeant Best, I don't know how long the lab is going to be available for. We need to take Officer Swarek to be x-rayed."

As Frank opened his mouth to respond his cell phone chimed, signaling a new text message.

The text was one word and just said 'incoming'.

Frank smiled. "Less than a minute."

They all heard the footsteps and turned towards the elevators.

"McNally" he drawled as the woman approached "you know hospital policy is that you need to have shoes."

Without breaking stride, Andy lobbed one shoe and then the other at her boss. Frank caught them, barely.

She didn't acknowledge anyone; she turned right into Sam's room.

All three men heard her cry of "Sam" and peeked in to see her throwing herself at Sam's right side, even though his left side was closer to the door.

They all saw how Sam's arms went around her and how he moved his left arm while comforting her. Doctor Kay closed the door to give them privacy as Doctor Langser turned to Frank. "I'm assuming that that was Andy?"

Frank nodded.

Doctor Langser didn't need any other signal. He excused himself, saying that he really had to get back to his other patients.

Doctor Kay looked at Frank. "You should go home. She's not going to leave tonight and I'll check on them later. If there are any problems I'll call you."

Frank knew that there was nothing left to do. He wanted to check on his wife and possibly convince her to come home with him. He shook hands with Doctor Kay and headed towards the elevators as Doctor Kay headed into the room of one of his other patients.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, she broke into a slow jog. It was faster than walking and she knew better than to run.

She turned the corner and saw three men talking. She only knew one but judging by the white coats, the other two were doctors. The man who she knew spotted her and spoke. "McNally you know hospital policy is that you need to have shoes."

She was momentarily confused; she had shoes, but did not break her stride. She quickly realized that she was carrying her shoes and lobbed one shoe, and then the other, at her boss.

She realized that the men were standing right outside 3A so without stopping to talk, she ran into the room.

His eyes were closed but he opened them when he heard footsteps. His eyes found hers and a full dimpled smile appeared on his face.

It was all she needed. She cried "Sam" and threw herself onto the bed, on his right side.

His right hand immediately wrapped around her waist. Even though he was unable to suppress a grimace (which luckily she did not see) because his left arm was in excruciating pain, he moved his left hand to rest on her back. He drew random patterns in attempt to sooth her without moving his arm too often.

She was sobbing so she missed it but he heard the gentle click as someone closed the door to give them some privacy.

He waited a minute and then could no longer take the sound of her pain. "Shh, sweetheart, it's okay. Everything is fine."

"Sam" she sobbed his name again.

Sam kissed her forehead. "Andy, calm down. You're safe."

It took a few minutes but eventually she calmed down enough to whisper "I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you." She wouldn't, she couldn't, look at him.

"Andy" his voice was soft "look at me." She slowly raised her head and met his eye. "Mission complete?"

She nodded. "I think so."

Normally Sam would have weeded out what 'I think so' meant. Instead, he leaned in and kissed her. When he finally pulled away he whispered "it wasn't your fault."

"But –"

"You came anyway and you're here now" he interrupted her. He wiped away her tears. "But I'm going to ask you to do me a favor."

"Anything" she breathed.

"Andy," he brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "I'm so proud of you. You brought down these guys all by yourself." She tried to speak but he placed a finger on her lips. "As proud as I am, you're never going undercover again. The separation and worry were too much for me Andy. I'm a selfish man and I want you close."

Her eyes widened as he spoke. "You heard" she whispered when he finished.

"Yes. And it was only because I heard that I didn't ask them to find a way to sneak you out to see me."

She snuggled up to him. "I don't think Jess is guilty."

Sam kissed her forehead. "You'll discuss that with Drug Squad when they reach you tomorrow. I'll back whatever you say and help you go through evidence if need be but tonight it is not about your case anymore." He leaned back against the pillows, pulling her so that her head rested on his chest. He began drawing random patterns on her back once more.

A minute later she shifted. He bit back a scream of pain as she hit his ribs where he was shot. He still noticed her breathing skip a beat and then even out.

"She's asleep" a voice said.

Sam turned his head. "Doctor" he greeted softly. Andy was normally a light sleeper for the first hour and he didn't want to wake her.

"I'm Doctor Kay. You were asleep when I came in earlier."

Sam nodded. "How soon can I get out?" He hated hospitals.

"Depends on your arm. How is it feeling?"

"Painful but I can move it."

Doctor Kay nodded and wrote something on Sam's chart. He started to move to look at Sam's chest and the bruise Sam had because of the bullet when he froze.

"Doctor Kay?" Sam didn't know what was wrong.

Sam's words brought the doctor out of his surprise. He reached out and surprised Sam by brushing some hair out of Andy's face. "When's the last time she got a decent night's sleep?"

"I don't know" Sam answered truthfully. He would assume not since the shooting.

"Make sure she stays in bed. If she weren't with you, I'd have her admitted. The bags under her eyes make me a little nervous." He wondered if the woman was dehydrated.

Sam nodded. "She's not going anywhere." She probably would have to be convinced to leave the hospital tomorrow to talk to Drug Squad. He was not looking forward to that conversation.

"If she wakes up with a nightmare, page me. I'll give her a sedative. She needs to sleep or she is going to wind up in the hospital shortly." He looked at Sam.

"Fine. And no, I don't need a sedative or any pain medication. I'm fine."

Doctor Kay nodded. "I'll check on you again later." He left.

When Doctor Kay returned three hours later to check on them again, he noticed that they both held onto each other tightly and looked healthier than they had when he first checked on them hours earlier.

He made a note on the chart and quietly backed out of the room while thinking that each one was like a drug for the other one and now that they were together again, they would both heal.

A.N. I really like the last bit so I think I am not going to write an epilogue. Use your imagination! Reviews make my day so let me know what you think.