Sam walked into SRU HQ silently hoping for another slow day. He joined the team as Greg handed out their coffees. He took his iced cap and sipped it happily.

"How you feeling?" Wordy asked as they headed to the locker room.

Sam smiled at him. He was glad that he was finally part of the group and they were moving towards being a family for him. It felt good to have people that cared about him. "Colorful, but ok." He bit the inside of his cheek when his knee started throbbing as they walked. Man, he thought, this is going to be a long day.

"Good." Greg smiled at him from the other side. "Pretty sore I'll bet." Greg stopped outside the locker room door and waited for the other guys to go inside. Ed stayed with them. "Look. I know you're sore from yesterday, you're moving kinda slow, so if you need the day off we can cover for you."

Sam looked at them. He wanted to say yes, to go home and relax on the couch with some more pain pills, but he hated to miss a day of work. "Nah. I'm good." He'd walked out of the desert on a broken leg before, he could handle a couple days with the SRU on a sprained knee before days off. At least that's what he thought. Whatever had been at work to make yesterday slow made up for it in spades today.

The alarm went off while the team was in the middle of their workout. Team Five was finishing up at their final call for the day so Team One geared up.

"Jumper on the Gardiner Expressway, threatening to jump into Keating Channel. It's a little complicated Boss." Kira looked at Greg.

"Why?" Greg asked, a hand on the desk.

"The unis are trying to close down traffic, but that's right where the Don and Lakeshore joins Gardiner, there's a ton of commuter traffic right now." Kira said with concern.

Greg nodded, he knew that stretch of road, it was always jammed during rush hour. It was going to be tough for them to even get there, much less keep the civilians back. "Ok. Tell the unis to start diverting traffic down Lakeshore boulevard and the exit before everything merges. Make sure they close off the on ramp too. We'll get on at that on ramp and get in that way. Make sure they get it cleared out." Greg said as he followed Sam and Lew to the SUVs.

"Copy Boss." Kira said and started radioing the unis the Boss' instructions.

In the SUV, Greg looked at Ed in the passenger seat. "What's our ETA?"

"10 minutes." Ed looked at the GPS.

"Ok." Greg nodded. "Kira, we have any ID on our subject?"

"No, sorry Boss. Unis say they're getting it cleared for you, but it's going to take some time."

"Ok. Tell them not to approach the subject. SRU only." Greg looked out the window nervously. He hoped they got there in time.

"Copy." Kira answered.

The team arrived and started working the scene to see what information they could find on the subject. Greg took the lead with Jules as his second. Sam and Lew searched the guy's car and found a blunt in the center console.

"Boss, our guy has a blunt in the car. Looks like it's medicinal. I'm calling the doctor's office." Sam got out of the car when he started talking and then turned when the doctor's office picked up.

"The car is registered to a Franklin Frost. Boss, isn't Frost the name of the CEO of Generaldym?" Lew looked at the registration in his hand and looked up at Greg standing by the man on the edge of the expressway.

"Who?" Greg stepped back from the subject, keeping an eye on him.

"Generaldym, big time engineering firm." Spike answered from the command truck.

"Didn't they just get a huge contract to redesign this section of the expressway?" Wordy asked from next to Greg and Ed.

Greg nodded. "Apparently that's not a good thing. Ok, Spike keep digging. Let's find out what the deal is with that contract."

"Boss, just got off the phone with the doctor's office. They couldn't share much info on our Mr. Frost, but he did say he prescribed the marijuana for pain relief. I talked to the wife, she's on her way down. She says Franklin was just diagnosed with stage four pancreatic cancer." Sam said looking towards the people standing by the subject.

"When?" Greg asked.

"Yesterday." Sam answered.

"Ok, Sam you talk to the wife when she gets here."

"Copy." Sam nodded.

Greg started talking to Mr. Frost, trying to figure out a way to keep him from jumping. He wasn't worried too much about the twenty foot fall from the bridge, it was the shallow channel that worried him. There were pylons, some broken and sharp rocks in the channel. A fall onto those things could definitely be fatal.

Sam waited and saw a woman hurrying towards him, she was obviously very upset. Sam put a hand up, but the large woman steamed ahead ignoring him. When he sidestepped to stand in front of her his knee sent sharp pains shooting up his leg. He gritted his teeth but he put a hand on each of her arms. The woman twisted to get out of his grasp, got one heel caught on the other and fell to the ground taking Sam with her. As they fell, Sam turned them so his body hit the ground and she landed on top of him. He grunted in pain as her legs hit his knees and groin.

"Ah!" The woman yelled. She felt him turn them so he would take the brunt of the fall. She looked into his pained blue eyes and her face turned red. "Oh my stars!" She pulled back from him just as another set of gloved hands were pulling her up. "Are you ok?"

Sam looked up at her and nodded. He could see Lew had her under control.

Wordy ran over and knelt next to Sam. He didn't see what happened, but he heard Sam grunt and the woman yell. He had nearly laughed at the sight of the large woman laying on top of Sam. "Sam? You hurt?"

Sam looked at Wordy and gave him a half smile. "Just my pride." Sam sat up. His knee was really throbbing and his head was starting to as well.

Wordy smiled and stood when he saw Sam's lopsided grin. He put a hand out and pulled Sam to standing. He noticed Sam stood without putting weight on his left leg. He looked down at Sam's knee. Is that a wrap under there? He was about to ask when Sam patted him on the shoulder and moved to talk to the woman. He could see Sam was limping a little as he walked. Did the woman kick him in the knees?

He didn't have time as things started going south when Mr. Frost saw that his wife was there. He ran back to Greg's side and held onto him when Greg got too close and Mr. Frost decided he was ready to go. He had to let go as they both went over the side, but he was relieved that Greg had been anchored and caught Mr. Frost before he fell too far. He, Ed and Jules pulled them up and got them to safety.

Sam had all he could to do to hold onto the wife when she saw her husband go over the side. He finally had to get gruff with her and told her to stop in his commanding voice. It wasn't long after that Greg and Mr. Frost were pulled back to the expressway. Sam sighed in relief and started walking Mrs. Frost over so she could see him before they took him to the hospital.

They all gathered by the SUVs while the Frosts were loaded and climbed into the ambulance.

Wordy looked at Sam and tipped his head towards the back of the SUV. After they both were out of earshot they turned off their comms. "Are you sure you're ok? You look like you're limping."

Sam looked away and thought, half truth is better than a lie. "She kicked me in the legs and.." Sam looked down for emphasis.

Wordy frowned and winced at the same time. "Ooh bugger." He studied Sam's face, trying to see if that was it. "No wonder you're walking funny." His face flattened into amusement.

"Yeah." Sam rolled his eyes.

"Wordy? Sam?" Greg called.

Wordy leaned back and looked down the side of the SUV at Greg. "Yeah Boss?"

Greg walked towards him, but Wordy looked at the person in front of him and nodded towards Greg. Wordy and Sam walked from the back of the SUV and met him. "Everything ok?"

Wordy smiled. "Yeah. Just making sure Sam was still in one piece after his tumble with Mrs. Frost."

Greg looked at Sam. "Are you?"

Sam smiled and nodded. "All pieces accounted for."

They got their next hot call while they were on their way back to HQ to debrief. This was a gun call in downtown and the team hurried to the location. Once again, Sam was made Sierra and there was three flights of stairs up to his spot on the catwalk of the warehouse. It took him longer than he liked, but he made it up there. Luckily, that call was resolved peacefully and three hours later they were headed back to HQ to debrief on both calls.

This time they made it into HQ before the klaxon alarm went off again. "Hot call Team One. Bank robbery at People's Bank on Junction Street. Three armed assailants." Kira announced.

Spike looked at Sam as they headed back to the SUVs. "No rest for the wicked."

Sam looked at him in disbelief. "I guess."

They arrived at the bank and Greg started negotiations. Ed made a tac plan which included Sam, Lew and Wordy entering the bank through the back. Spike had the cameras up by the time the three were through the back door. He guided them through the bank and to the front where the assailants were standing around.

When negotiations started failing and one of the gunman took a hostage by the windows and threatened to kill her in front of everyone, Ed, Spike and Jules made explosive entry through the closest window. Sam Wordy and Lew threw flash bangs towards the gunman who were luckily standing near the front window with the first gunman and away from the other hostages.

There was lots of screaming when everything started happening, but Ed was able to get the gunman with the hostage down on the ground. One started running towards the side of the room and the other gave himself up.

When Sam saw the guy run he was closest to him. He gave a small groan and ran after the guy as best as he could with his knee. He wasn't very fast, but he was able to catch the guy when he ran into an office. "SRU! Put the gun down!" Sam yelled as he looked down the barrel of his gun. He shifted slightly so that most of his weight was on his good leg. Running after this guy was a really stupid thing to do, he thought. I may have to tell the Boss and Ed about my knee.

Ed ran after Sam as soon as he had his guy handed to an officer. He had said, "Wordy" and his friend had followed him.

The guy looked at Sam and then around the windowed room. He was trapped, unless he tried to go out the window. I'll get cut to ribbons, he thought, but it's better than jail. He took one last look at Sam and ran towards the glass. Unfortunately, it was safety glass which meant it would shatter and not break. It was also bullet proof. The subject bounced off of the glass and fell back on the floor, the gun skidding across the floor to Sam.

Sam held back a laugh and advanced on the man. "Hands! Let me see those hands!"

Just then Ed and Wordy appeared behind him and moved in to cover the man while Sam cuffed him.

Sam hauled the man up and started to walk him out, but his leg gave out with the first step. He fell to the floor in a heap clutching his left knee. "Aah!"

As he fell he pushed the man forward and Ed caught him.

"Sam? Sam what's wrong?" Wordy knelt down beside the writhing Sam.

"Left knee." Sam groaned. He put his head back, the pain excruciating.

Ed frowned and called out, "medic! We need a medic in the back offices. Sam is down."

Greg's head snapped up and he took off at a run through the blasted window of the bank. "What happened?" He yelled as he and the rest of the team ran for the back of the bank.

Ed watched them approach and put up a hand to let them know it was ok. "Don't know, but he says it's his knee and he's in a lot of pain." Ed looked at them then knelt down next to Sam on his other side. "What happened Sam?"

Sam could feel the blackness coming as the pain took over and could only answer with one word, "sorry." His eyes rolled in his head and he was out.