Love Will Keep Us Together

by fanfictionawf

Airwolf, Being newly married is hard enough without the complications of Airwolf. Cait takes on a mission without String. String goes to a dark place from his past. Will their marriage survive their first bumps in the road? This story takes place two months after String and Cait are married and follows my story "Love Set In Motion"

5. Chapter 5

Chapter 5: The Reunion

Michael had a plane waiting to take Dom to Alaska. He was dreading telling String that Cait was being held in Columbia. Michael would have gone and faced String with him but thought he could do better monitoring the situation from his office.

Dom was deep in thought. Maybe String was right maybe he did lose everyone he loved. But logic told him that they were all involved in dangerous work and something bad was bound to happen sooner than later. Soon he was landing in Barrows. He exited the plane and found a car and driver waiting for him that Michael had arranged to drive him to where they had stayed. He thought to call him from here first but decided this needed to be done face to face.

The car pulled up to the site. String was waiting by his helicopter. He glanced over to see Dom walking toward him.

"Damn it Dom, what are you doing here. You should be home resting. String became concerned when Dom didn't come back with his quick wit. "Dom, what's wrong? Is Cait ok?"

"String where's St. John? We need to leave."

"Leave, we have one more haul to do."

St. John came running over to them when he spotted Dom. Before he could comment Dom raised his hand to silence him. "Cait's in trouble."

Strings knees became weak as a sick wave came over him. "What kind of trouble?"

"String I need you to stay calm."

"Just tell me Dom, now!"

"Michael sent her to Columbia to escort a DEA agent and that guy Harkins back to the States. He received a report yesterday that she and the agent were captured."

String turned to find anything he could punch. Not finding anything he knelt pounding his fist on the ground. "This can't happen, not to her"

Dom and St. John knew there was nothing they could say to comfort him. St John deciding that String had taken enough time to get over the shock knelt and put his hand on his shoulder. "String I know this looks bad but we need to keep it together. We need to leave now and go get her."

String looked up wiping the tears from his eyes. "I know."

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Cait was staring at the ceiling. It was dark and she could not remember much of what happened. She sat up slowly. Tom was at her side.

"How do you feel?" Tom said as he sat on the cot beside her.

"I don't know. I think I know you but I don't remember your name."

"Tom, remember? You're safe with me."

"My head hurts and I don't know how I got here."

"Just take it easy. You were drugged. The side effects of the drug are temporary loss of memory. You just need to sleep it off."

Cait looked at Tom as if she were concentrating on his face. "I do know you, I think we are married."

Tom smiled; he wished that was the case. "No, you are married to String, remember?"

"No, but the name sounds familiar. I'm so sleepy."

Tom pushed her back down putting a blanket over her. "Just sleep. It will be ok."

Tom walked over to the window looking out. He was still thinking about everything Cait had told Santos yesterday while she was drugged. He was angry with her for keeping this from him but he was also in awe of her at the same time. It was an amazing story. She had reveled past missions she had been on. He kept thinking about her rescuing String and Dom from Horns compound. That had to take a tremendous amount of courage. Hearing her repeat the events made him realize just how much she loved this man. Now, he only hoped that she would get out of this alive so she could go back to him and her life in California where she belonged.

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Michael was picking himself up off the floor. His lip was bleeding. He was expecting the blow to his face

"How could you send her out on her own Michael? Answer me." String said as he pinned him up against the wall.

Michael was looking around Hawke as he motioned for the security guards to leave that had come running into his office.

"I know you're angry Hawke but now we need to put this aside. If you want to kill me later I will gladly let you. Now can I fill you in on what I know?"

String let him go as St. John put his arm on his shoulder leading him to take a seat.

"So what intelligence have you received since Dom left?" St. John decided he needed to take charge of the situation.

"The only thing I know is she did not report in when she should have and neither did the DEA agent. If there is a positive in all this, I found out the DEA agent she was meeting was Tom."

String looked up surprised. Normally he would be upset that Cait was with the man she almost married twice, but he was a little relieved. He knew Tom would do whatever he could to keep Cait safe until they could get there.

"How soon can you get us there?" String asked Michael.

"I have a plane waiting and a trusted guide in Columbia that will take you to the coördinates that I gave Cait. The guide told me that Airwolf was still there as of last night. We can't be sure if that's the case today."

"It has to be, Dom said. Cait's the only one that can fly her and she would never do that unless they….." Dom looked at String and saw the despair. He regretted voicing what he was thinking. "Aw, I know our Cait. She can handle herself."

In less than an hour the three men were dressed in camouflage and on their way to Columbia. Each one was checking their weapons. Not so much because they needed checking but because it kept their minds off of Cait's fate in the hands of this merciless drug cartel.

St. John was the first to break the silence. "I don't like the idea of us trusting this guide. I know Michael said he trusts him but I don't like working with someone I don't know."

"I agree" String said looking up from his gun. "Someone tipped the cartel off about Tom. I don't think it was a coincidence that he was with Cait when they just happened upon them. We have no choice but to trust this guy. Who else do we have?"

"I can't help thinking this is like the situation you were in String." St. John replied. "They kept you alive because they were interested in Airwolf. You know these guys want her and they know by now that Cait is the only one that can fly her."

"Yeah but I know Cait. If they threaten to kill Tom she will give them what they want. If I were them, I would be thinking of how to use Cait and the lady to run drugs. That's not something she would do without a lot of persuasion. So we know they will keep Tom alive, if not Cait wouldn't coöperate."

"Strings got a point there." Dom returned. "You don't know her as well as we do Sinj, it would take a lot to make her do something she thought would hurt others."

"Oh, I think I know her well enough after I saw her take down Harkins and fly that plane out of Mexico."

All three started to chuckle at the thought of how she took Harkins down with her knee then kicking him out-of-the-way of the plane. String thought to himself how proud he was of her. He so wanted to tell her that now. "Hang in there baby, we're on our way."

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Cait was up and walking around with Tom's help. She was getting her memory back. "What all did I tell them?"

Tom wanted to spare her but he realized that she was not his ex- fiancé that he needed to protect. She was a trained agent that he could rely on to help get them out of this. "You told him everything including Airwolf's capabilities."

Cait dropped to her cot. "Oh God, what have I done."

"I'm not going to let you blame yourself for this Cait. The drug they gave you is very powerful. You had no control over your will. It is way more effective then Sodium Pentothal. I've heard of them slipping it to government officials here and then make a phone call telling them to commit suicide. Several were successful. It's what they use not just to get information but to get you to do what they want."

"Michael has to know that we're being held and contacted String. He will be on his way soon."

"Are you saying that he didn't know you took this mission?"

"Yeah, kind of"

"Kind of is not an answer. Either he did or didn't."

"Ok he didn't. I know I shouldn't have come without back up but I did."

"Well at least I have more respect for the guy. I was under the impression he knew you were here."

"He would have never let me come alone but he would have done the same thing if he were the one Michael approached."

"So do I detect some problems in the marriage?" Tom said raising an eyebrow and smiling.

"Nothing we can't work out." Cait said as she started walking around the room to work the remaining traces of the drug out of her system.

Tom heard someone approach. "I think they're coming for us again."

The door opened as three of Santos men entered the room. This time they took Cait by herself. Tom tried to stop them and was rewarded with a beating. He laid in the floor watching them drag Cait away.

Cait was back at Santos's home "I hope you are well today Mrs. Hawke." Santos said smiling.

Cait realized she had said more under the drug then about Airwolf. Of course she thought. Santos would want to know exactly who he was dealing with.

"Ok, so you know who I am. I'm not impressed." Cait said with a sneer.

Santos laughed a hardy laugh as his men joined in. "I like you. Even hardened men that are brought before me tremble in their boots begging for their life. If my men had half the guts you have I would be invincible."

"Then you must know I don't care what you think of me. Just tell me what you plan on doing with us."

Santos again had a breakfast prepared for them to eat while they discussed his plans for her and Airwolf. Again she decided that she needed to eat. It bothered her that Tom was going hungry but she knew she needed to keep her strength up. She thought back to Horn and how she had to stay strong. She could do it again if she had to. Just then Harkins walked in.

"So have you told her what we have in mind?" He said as he helped himself to a plate. Cait could tell that Harkins was someone who Santos tolerated. If he did not need him to build another plane his body would have been found in a ditch a long time ago.

"We?" "Let me make this clear Harkins, I do the questioning around here not you. Make that mistake again and you will find yourself without a tongue."

Cait couldn't help the smile that crossed her face. She didn't know who she detested the most, Santos or Harkins.

"I will need you to fly Harkins to the plant where I am having his plane built." He said casually as if he were just telling her to do a simple task.

"I don't believe that too many people in Columbia care if he travels around the country, so why don't you tell me what else I will be carrying?" Cait said as she took another bite of eggs.

Santos studied her for a while before responding. She intrigued him. He needed a worthily adversary. Now that he controlled everything he seldom got his hands dirty. He missed having to use his wit and cunning.

"Again you are correct in your observations. You will be taking a shipment of drugs to a town two hundred miles from here. It has a large DEA and Columbian military presence there. That shouldn't be a problem since that helicopter of yours has even better stealth capabilities then Harkins plane. And if you are detected you have weapons that can stop anything the DEA or military has."

Hearing this made Harkins swallow hard. If this helicopter could do this then why would he need his plane? He decided he had better start getting on Santos good side if that was possible.

"And I take it that you will use the same drug on me?"

"Correct again"

"How am I supposed to fly when the drug causes loss of memory?"

"You need to leave that to the doctor. He is the one that administered the drug to you yesterday. He will be going along with you. He knows what dose is needed to keep you under control. You will only suffer memory loss when the drug is wearing off."

Cait thought about what he had just said. "So why not just threaten to kill Tom if I don't cooperate?" She had already guessed the answer but wanted him to confirm it.

"Because it isn't necessary. With this drug I have complete control over you. Who is to say that once you are safe in that machine of yours you won't try a rescue. It is what I would do if I were in your place."

"When do you plan on me leaving?" She asked trying to settle her nerves.

"In a few hours." He said as he motioned his men to take her back .

"Stop, please" she said. Santos nodded to his men to comply. "Can I please have some food for Tom? It doesn't benefit you in any way letting him go hungry."

Normally Santos would have not given the request another thought but for some reason coming from her he gave in nodding toward the table letting her know to take some food.

Picking up as much as she could carry she turned to him, "Thank you." She said softly turning to leave.

Tom was relieved to see her. He looked her over and decided that she had not been harmed. "How did you manage to get me some food?" He asked puzzled.

"I asked." She simply replied. 'They are going to drug me again today. I am to fly Harkins and a shipment of drugs for him.'

"Cait" Tom said as he tried to stand up. "You can't go alone."

"I don't have a choice. He's sending his doctor with me to keep me drugged. Now try and eat something. I'm not the only one that needs to stay strong."

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Landing at a small airport that was about twenty miles from the area where Cait had landed the men headed to a jeep that was parked off to the side. The guide approached them. He spoke Spanish and little English which was not a problem since String and St. John both spoke Spanish. The man pointed to the jeep for them to get in and they complied. On the drive there he filled them in on what he knew. He told them he last saw Cait and Tom being led away from a black helicopter. That was all he knew. He was taking them to where he saw it last night. St. John asked him if he had any idea who could have their friends. The guide seemed like a good man. He told them how drugs had affected his country. It was clear that he hated the cartels. There was one man in particular he thought would have their friends, a man named Santos. He would show them the way after they checked on their helicopter.

Pulling up to the spot String got out looking around. "Are you sure this is the place?" String asked as he surveyed the empty spot the man pointed to.

"Yes" the man answered.

Strings fears were about to get the best of him. Cait was flying the lady. What he didn't know was that she was flying her under the influence of a powerful drug. Cocking his head toward the sky String caught the sound of something familiar.

Holding up his hand letting the others know to be quiet. Soon they heard the hum of Airwolf flying overhead. Ducking down low they watched as Cait maneuvered her toward where their guide said Santos's compound was.

"Something's wrong." String said never taking his eyes off Airwolf. "Cait's flying is erratic." His heart was in his throat as he watched the lady descend down. He waited holding his breath as the others were doing, praying they did not hear an explosion. Finally there was no more hum coming from the engine. She must have landed safely.

St. John got back in the jeep. "At least we know she is alive. Let's go."

As they were driving they all kept an eye out for Santos's men. Even though they felt they could trust their guide they were not going to take any chances.

"String, why do you suppose Cait was flyin like that? You and I have flown with her hundreds of times and I never saw her handle a plane or copter like that. It almost looked like she was on some kind of drug." Dom asked as he kept his eyes on the road.

The guide understood what Dom was asking. He offered an explanation to String.

"What's he sayin?" Dom asked.

"He said that in this part of the country they use a drug called Burundanga. He thinks they gave it to Cait."

"Why does he think that?"

St. John spoke up and answered for him. "I know that drug. When used the victim will do whatever is asked of them while they remain conscious. They lose all control of their own will."

"God all mighty" Dom said as he looked at the expression that came across Strings face. He knew what was running through his mind. They needed to get to her before she flew Airwolf again.

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Cait shut Airwolf down and was barely able to step out of her. She had made it to drop Harkins off at the plane manufacturing company and delivered the drugs without a problem other than she could hardly keep control of the lady. The danger was, the person telling her what to do did not understand what it took to fly such an advanced machine. Cait would do what she was told not able to rationalize that Airwolf could only do so much to correct the mistakes she was being forced to make.

The guide left them and the jeep a mile out from the compound. It was late so they decided to get a closer look at the compound and what they were up against. As they hid laying flat to the ground they saw the door open to Santos home. Two men were half dragging Cait as she could barely walk back to the building they had kept her in. All the different scenarios were playing through Strings mind. He prayed to God that Santos had not touched her. It took all he had to stay put and not rush in and get her now.

St. John spoke up. "She'll sleep this off for now. It is a side effect of the drug."

"What other side effects are there?" String asked afraid to hear the answer.

"Depending on the dose she can experience loss of memory which is always temporary. Santos needs her able to fly."

"Yeah, by what I saw today she didn't look so able." String said as he watched them lock the door to where she was being kept.

Watching the compound for about an hour they decided there were too many men to take on. This was not like what they faced in Mexico. These men were well armed and knew how to fight. They decided to go back to the jeep and get some sleep.

The next morning they were back watching the compound. Two guards were escorting Cait to Santos. String pulled out the binoculars. He could see in the window. Cait was taken to a chair where they held her down. He watched as the doctor tied her arm smacking her where he was to inject her. He could see the fear on Cait's face. "Damn them" he said as he gave the binoculars to St. John.

"String we need to get her out of there. Too much of this stuff can be fatal if she doesn't crash Airwolf first."

Pulling Cait from the chair they walked her out to Airwolf. They had the lady well guarded all night. The men noticed that Cait seemed to have no emotion at all. She was changed into her flight suit and began inspecting Airwolf just like she had done many times before. Santos men were loading what looked like large amounts of drugs into Airwolf.

"I think they're going to move out after this load is delivered." String said in a whisper.

St. John gave him a look that was asking why. "Because Santos is smart. He knows someone will be coming after Cait and Airwolf. I think this is the last shipment from here. I also noticed most of the men are preparing to leave."

Dom patted St. John's arm pointing to the north of the building. Sitting unguarded were to military style helicopters and the best part was, they were armed.

"Let's wait until Cait is in the air and the men start to pull out. I get the feeling she's not been using the turbos" String said.

Looking at the building they were keeping Tom in St. John asked. "What about him?"

They decided to move closer to the building Tom was in. None of the guards seemed concerned that he was still in there. St. John surmised that they would probably take him as a backup if they were unable to drug Cait anymore they could always threaten to hurt or kill Tom.

They watched and waited anxiously as the men loaded the drugs. Cat stood motionless as they prepared for her to take off. Dom said a whispered prayer. "Come on God, give us a break." As if his prayer made it to God's ear one of the men yelled over to the two men guarding Tom ordering them to help load up a truck that was carrying belongings from Santos house.

"Thank you God." Dom said looking up as they all headed in unison to the building.

St. John looked through the tiny window and could see Tom looking out the one in front , he was watching Cait. He noticed that Tom was weak. "Tom" he said in a loud whisper. Tom turned to see St. John looking in. He went to the window.

"We're here to get you out."

"Cait, you need to get to Cait. She can't fly the shape she's in." Tom said panicked.

"We know. We have a plan. As soon as they come to get you be ready."

"Who's with you?" He asked sure he knew the answer.

"Dom and String." St. John said as he peered around the corner making sure no one was coming.

As much as he wanted to find a reason to hate String he couldn't. From what he heard Cait say about the missions they had been on he knew he was in very capable hands and so was Cait.

Again God was on their side. Only one guard came for Tom. As soon as the guard unlocked the door he heard a voice behind the building. Forgetting he left Tom on his own he quietly snuck to the back. He was met with a thud to his head. He instantly dropped. St. John made sure no one saw and dragged the man out of sight. String walked to the front and went in. "Tom you ok to travel?"

"Yeah String I can make it. How are we going to get out of here?"

"Follow me, there are two helicopters sitting about fifty yards out to the north of this building."

"Wait you need to know that Cait is flying Airwolf and she is drugged. She doesn't even know she is doing it."

"Yeah, we know." String said as calmly as he could.

Tom grabbed Strings shirt with both hands slamming him into the wall. "How can you be this calm, she could die out there and you're in here saving me."

String normally would have taken any one down that laid their hands on him as Tom had just done. But he realized that Tom was gripped with fear and guilt. Fear that Cait would die and guilt that it would be her and not him. He was feeling the same emotions.

String looked at him with his jaw firmly locked in place. "Because if I'm not calm she could die."

Tom suddenly realizing that he was not being rational let go of String. Putting a hand on Tom's shoulder he asked. "Are you ok?'

"Yeah, let's get out of here.

St. John came to the window. "Move it now, no one is looking."

Both men walked out String pointing a gun at Tom as if he were escorting him. All attention was on Airwolf as Cait lifted her off the ground. The men took off running for the helicopters. They made it in and started them up. It was then that they drew the attention of some of the men. It took several minutes for them to realize it was not one of them that were flying. St. John and Dom were flying one with String and Tom in the other.

"Hold on" String said as he quickly lifted off avoiding gun fire. He looked over to see that Dom and Sinj had made it to a safe distance from the rounds being shot at them. String soon followed.

"I need you to get on the radio and go to the frequencies I give you."

"How are you going to stop Cait? You and St. John are no match for her in Airwolf."

"Just get the frequencies I gave you." Tom did as he was told. Soon String was talking to Michael.

'Michael I need you to patch in to Airwolf. Cait is flying her, shut off the radio to everything but her."

"Doing it now. Ok you should be able to reach her now. Good luck String, bring her home safe."

"I will Michael." String radioed Dom. "I'm patched into her, the doctors connection has been cut. I'm going to try to talk her down. As soon as she's landed we need to move in fast."

"You were right she isn't using turbos. We got her in our sight just ahead."

Cait was flying only thinking of the task ahead. The doctor sitting beside her not having a clue that String now had a clear line of communication that he was unaware of.

"Cait don't speak just listen to what I am saying. If you hear me I need you to veer slightly to your left and then back to your course." String watched praying that she heard him and would comply.

The voice was familiar to her but it was not who she normally took orders from. She did not respond.

"Cait, its String. I need you to do what I ask. Veer off to your left and then back on course if you can hear me." String watched as the sweat ran down from his brow into his eyes. He was afraid to blink not wanting to take his eyes off of her for even the amount of time it would take to do so. He was about to ask her again when Airwolf slightly veered to the left then back on course. String felt a wave of relief come over him. Tom was elated. Dom and St. John were on edge waiting for the next move.

"Good girl. Stay with me now, remember don't speak just listen. I need you to back off your speed slowly until you reach 190 mph." String switched frequencies, Michael, what's her speed now?"

"She is at 210."

"Tell me when she is at 190."

"She's there now."

"Cait stay steady until I tell you to land." String looked for a clear area spotting one ahead he radioed Dom. "Do you see the clearing ahead by the river?"

"We got it; we'll set down and wait." Dom directed St. John to where they were to land.

"Cait, there is a clearing about ten miles ahead by a stream. Veer to the left if you see it."

Cait veered to the left then back on course. The doctor was now getting suspicious of the move. He began looking out his window.

"That's my girl. I need you to land as quickly as you can. No matter what anyone else says you are not to listen to them, only me."

Cait began to descend. The doctor was ordering her to continue to fly. She ignored him looking straight ahead. For some strange reason she trusted the voice that was speaking to her. The ground was coming up fast. Dom and St. John watched as she approached. By now the doctor had pulled a gun pointing it at her demanding she continue to fly not realizing that she could not hear anyone but String.

St. John and Dom were already to Cait with their guns drawn. The doctor panicked, opening the door he started to run. St. John easily caught him. His anger getting the best of him he began punching him showing the same kind of mercy that the doctor had given Cait. Dom was standing outside Airwolf watching Cait. He remembered what St. John said about the memory loss. He didn't know if he should approach her. String landed as St. John was still pounding away at the doctor. As much as String wanted a piece of him he wanted to get to Cait even more. Running to Airwolf he opened her door.

"Cait, are you ok?"

She looked at him as if he wasn't there. His heart sank. He wanted to take her in his arms and hold her. He was afraid of how she would react. By now St. John had the doctor over to where they all stood, String could not contain himself as if the doctor hadn't had enough String hit a hard blow to his ribs, he was sure he heard one crack. The man fell to the ground in pain. Tom came over and kicked him in his ribs probably breaking another one. The doctor now realizing they had picked the wrong woman to use.

"String, we got incoming. We need to get out of here." Dom shouted.

String lead Cait out of the pilot's seat passing her back to Dom who was already in the engineers seat. Before he did he held her tight. Whispering in her ear "I love you." It was hard to let go but they needed to get out of there. St. John was in the co pilot's seat and Tom was wedged in the back sitting where he could between Cait and Dom. String took off quickly which had Tom grabbing for anything he could to hold on to.

"Dom what do we have."

"You're not going to believe this, two Grumman F-14 Tomcat's. Where the hell did this guy get American Jets like this?"

"What" Tom said? "You think these cartels don't have American big business in their back pockets. This is why guys like me will always be fighting a losing battle."

String now had more respect for the job Tom did with the DEA. He never thought his job was easy but he understood how frustrating it would be to fight the drug cartels everyday and not even make a dent.

"String, one coming in at four o'clock and one at eleven."

"I see them" String said as he lowered his visor.

"They got a rocket off"

"Give me a sunburst."

"You got it."

Tom's heart was pounding. He couldn't see but he knew a rocket was coming for them. How could they all be so calm? He waited for the impact but instead he heard the sound of the missile hitting the sunburst. Dom was just about to tell String that they got off another one that was coming fast but before he could Cait yelled "Pull up now".

String pulled up as soon as Cait told him to, the missile screaming by them hitting the ground. String turned looking back at Cait he acknowledged her with a wink. He could tell she still had no idea that he was her husband but she was definitely showing signs the drug was wearing off.

"String, he's making a turn to come back."

String headed for the last jet straight on. "You should have quit while you were ahead." As he fired on him with deadly accuracy. "Dom do we have a fix on Santos's convoy?"

"I'm sending you the coordinates now."

String headed to find Santos. It didn't take long that they were upon him. Taking a moment until he made his dive down to finish him off he turned to look at Cait. She was asleep from the effects of the drug. By now the doctor would have probably given her another dose to keep her going. Santos was going to pay with his life for what he did to her.

Descending down like an eagle that is about to pluck an unsuspecting fish from the lake String was on his convoy before they could react. Taking out the truck that carried his precious belongings was his first target. String wanted him to witness the loss. Then one by one he eliminated each vehicle. The last was Santos personal car. His driver was frantically trying to outmaneuver Airwolf. String purposely took his time. Dom recognized that String didn't just want him dead, he wanted him to know he was going to die and have time to think about it. Pressing the button that his thumb had been lightly resting on he said, "This should make your job a lot easier Tom."

Tom looked down on all the wreckage below. All he could think was how long it would have taken the DEA and other drug enforcement to take this much drugs and the slim that sold it off the streets.

"'Let's get Cait home Dom." String said as Dom gave him turbos.

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Landing at Knightsbridge Michael had a medical team ready on the roof to take Cait. String gently lifted her out of Airwolf not handing her over to the waiting doctors. "I'll take her myself Michael."

He felt the need to hold her, afraid that if he put her down he could lose her again. Michael nodded letting the medical team know to go on ahead without her.

Dom yelled to String, "Sinj and I will take the lady home. We'll be back." Tom jumped out to help String in any way he could walking ahead to open doors. They arrived in the emergency department of the clinic. It wasn't until then that he gave her up to the doctors. One of the nurses named Pam that knew both of them approached him. Mr. Hawke we just need to assess her and we will let you back with her after that.

As she started to walk away String stopped her. "Pam, you need to do a rape exam."

Patting his arm to let him know she understood, "Sure, I'll let the doctor know."

Turning to Tom String could see he had the same thought. He knew Cait would not be able to remember what had happened to her.

When Cait was out of sight he let himself break down. Collapsing in a chair his face in his hands, elbows perched on his knees his shoulders shaking from the sobs he was finally able to let go. Tom felt his pain. Not pain as a husband like String but of a friend watching two people he cared for going through hell.

"Hawke, she will be fine. I don't think I know a stronger person then her. And for what it's worth, she married the right man."