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A month has passed since the fight between and Sam and Luke. Sam and I are back on patrol, and things couldn't be better.

Sam surprisingly didn't get into trouble for the fight in the middle of the barn. Apparently Luke thought it was best to not to press charges. Luke got suspended until IA can finalize their investigation on the incident at the hospital. He must have realised that no one was on his side at the barn, because he requested a transfer, which was accepted upon his return to work.

After getting changed for duty, Traci and I walked out of the locker room, heading to parade. I stopped in my tracks when I saw Sam in Best's office with Boyd. I instantly got suspicious and worried. The only time Boyd was here was if they need Sam to go undercover.

Traci saw where I was looking. "Jerry told me that there was a spot open in guns and gangs. Boyd is probably just trying to get Sam to accept the position, but you know he won't, so don't worry."

I put on a fake smile, "Yeah, you're probably right."

I was about start heading to parade when Best called my name, "McNally, I need you and the other rookies to go down to Supernova. There's a free concert going on there. A thousand wrist bands were given out, and only eight hundred are allowed in. You're in charge."

I smiled, monetarily forgetting about the whole Sam and Guns N' Gangs thing. Trace and I gathered the others and headed over to the concert.

We arrested a few drunks, and things were running rather smoothly. I was walking around; keeping people in line, when I saw Sam and Oliver pulling up in the cruiser.

I smiled, but then remembered Sam with Boyd this morning, and the smile became fake. I know I was overreacting, but I couldn't help it. I couldn't stand the thought of Sam leaving for who knows how long, being put into who knows how much danger, without me there with him.

I was brought out of my thoughts by Sam stopping short because people started walking across the street out of nowhere. He lashed out, "Hey don't get any of your culture on my car, buddy. Yeah, take it over there."

I walked over and leaned against the poled barriers. I lost the smile; he is using his bad boy persona, which is something I have only seen when we were undercover, or when he acted tuff to hide his real feelings during a stressful situation. "What are you practicing your bad boy routine for Guns N' Gangs?"

He frowned, "Andy, how did you kn…. I didn't give them an answer yet."

I put on the best smile I could muster up, then said, "Hey, now you get to where all that hair gel again."

Why hadn't he turned it down yet? He looked confused at my statement. He saw right though my smile, but didn't understand where me being upset came from."

He opened his mouth to say something, when my radio crackled to life. "Hey, we got problems at the door."

I grabbed the radio and responded, "I'm on it."

Without saying a word to Sam, I turned and headed toward the entrance of the building. I heard Sam call out to me but I didn't answer him.

I found Dov at the door waiting for me, and when I got close he spoke, "50 more and then they are closing the doors. What should we do?"

I thought for a moment than said, "Start in the back, they definitely aren't getting in. I'll keep the doors under control."

He nodded and left with a few other cops to start breaking the new, and to keep the peace.

I was keeping an eye on things at the door, when this girl came running up to me. "Sorry to bother you officer, but the security guard said that the line was over hear. I feel so stupid; I was just supposed to stay and watch my friend's spot while she ran to Arty's to get us some hot chocolate, and now I'm not even in a line."

I hesitated, she seemed nice but I didn't want anyone to see me doing her a favor, and then have a crowd of people asking the same thing. "I'm Sorry but only fif…"

She cut me off, "I know but I was just holding the spot, and I thought the security guard said go right, and my roommate asked me to hold her spot, look we have wrist bands, ugh she is going to kill me."

I empathized with her, "Do you always do what other people tell you to do?"

She looked at me slightly surprised, "Yeah."

I smiled, "Yeah, me too, well I used to."

We talked for a few minutes more, until out of nowhere I heard a gunshot, and felt something warm hit my face. Chaos broke out all around me. I looked around, and I spotted the girl I was just talking to on the ground, with a gunshot wound to the back of her head. I couldn't move, couldn't react.

I snapped out of my trance by Oliver grabbing my shoulder.

"McNally, snap out of it. I need you to focus. We need to help the girl, and secure the area. Are you with me?" I nodded, and he released my shoulder. I pulled out my gun, but before I could raise it, two more shots were fired, and as I was thrown backwards. Intensifying pain radiated though my chest, and when I hit the pavement, I couldn't catch my breath. I looked and saw Oliver on the ground next to me, holding his chest, and breathing erratically.

I saw something shiny in the corner of my eye, and painfully turned to look. A guy about 10 feet away was pointing his gun at me. If people weren't running in front of him, he probably would have shot me dead on. He started walking toward me, and I panicked.

"Oliver." He turned toward the sound of my panicked voice. His eyes went wide. We looked around, but couldn't see our guns anywhere. The man was a few feet away from me, and had a clear enough shot at me now. I just stared at him, and waited for him to shoot. I heard Oliver shout my name, but was silenced by the sound of a gunshot.