Every lie has 90% truth

8:45 AM

Sam moved with a purpose. For the first time in months he felt alive. Rushing past everyone he got to his truck and got his Glock 21SF, then went back to the changing rooms and quickly changed into civ's. Just as he was putting his shirt on Tarci barged into the changing room. She was pissed.

'Sam, what the hell is going on ?, I was just pulled off patrol to ' be with Andy, upon your request.'

Sam was focused on getting into civ's. Like so many timed over the past 3 months he had learned to zone out the background.

'Sam, answer me, What the hell are you doing ?'

Still no answer from Sam, she continued

'Sam, is Andy in danger ?'

Sam stopped and lowered his head. His mind was racing, and he was hungover, but the only thing he could thing of was Andy and her safety. What ever demons he had he had to push them aside or over come them in order for.

Lowering her tone, she realized that this was the first time the had spoke to him in months. She looked at him, really looked at him and saw a broken man. After all he had been though with Andy, after all the pain, losing everything in his life, his friends and yet here he was making sure , some how, she was ok, like he had always done.

She walked up to him slowly and placed a hand on his back. He flinched at the touch.

Traci: 'Sam'

Sam: ' yes, she's in danger'

Traci looked at him.

' and what are you doing ?'

Sam closed his eyes just for a second. He looked at her and said

'Whatever it takes to keep her safe'

With that he was gone. Traci looked at Sam locker and notice that it was empty expect for one photo of everyone a year ago in a group shot, with Sam. Everyone was happy. She rushed to interview room 3 where Andy was sitting. She had changed into civ's and was clearly upset. Traci sat next to her hugged her.

Meanwhile Sam was in Best office with Fisher. Best had been told to leave, which he did so begrudgingly. Fisher had briefed him on what was going on. A group of extremist had smuggled a armed UAV into canada and where planning on launching it at the US. The UAV had originally be of US stock pile. They had no idea where it was in the city but knew it was there because Niko had tried to double cross them and sell it. They had one objective, to find it and take it out of commission. Hence the reason the Sam was on board, he knew the streets, but more importantly, Fisher knew that Sam would do what ever it tock to get the job done and understood that they needed to color outside the lines for this one. Fisher had also gone into detail of how, when he found out where the target location was and that Sam here, he had made a decision to bring him in fully since he knew sam would eventually get involved. This way they could start off on the right foot and get this done right. Sam asked why didn't they just come clean and get the help of the 15. Fisher had given him a funny look and the looked out to the floor. Sam knew what Fisher was implying. The 15 was made up of cops, good people, but cops never the less, people that played by the rules. This was the type of job where the rules didn't apply. After 20 minutes, Sam and Fisher made there way down to interview room 3. Before leaving Beast's office, he placed his issue Glock 17 and his badge on the table. He knew Best would get the message.

Arriving in interview room 3, Sam and Fisher was meet by one Fishers men who handed him a large duffle bag to Sam. He walked in. Andy got up and and rushed over to him.

'Sam, Sam, please speak to me, what is going on? I know what happened 3 months ago, I know what you did for me, how far you went, please, I am sorry for not being there, but just speak to me, what is going on ?'

She was in tears. She looked at Sam. For the first time since she had know him, she really saw him. She started to well up. Sam stepped closer and hugged her, burring her head buried in his chest.

He had taken what she had said on board, and he wanted nothing more to tell her everything, but he didn't have time. This thing with Fisher was time critical and the last thing he wanted her to do was ask more questions.

In a low, soft voice, a voice she had heard some many times before when her life had fallen apart and he had been there to put it back together, a voice she missed, a voice she knew that she had taken for granted, that made her feel safe.

'Andy'

She looked up and meet his eyes. He looked at her with an intense, yet caring look. This was not lost on Traci and Fisher. Fisher looked at Sam. He understood the look, and as much as it pained him, he broke away from Andy and said :

' none of that matters. All that matters what is happening now. I need to know everything you know about Niko, when you arrested him, everything'

Andy looked at him. All she wanted to do was hold him, tell him that everything as going to be ok, but there was something else, an urgency to his request. She had learned over the last year to listen to him and trust him, and it made her angry that over the past 3 months she had forgotten everything that he had done for her, and listened to a bunch of lies and rumors, when in fact she should have just listened to her heart. She felt sick that she had given Luke a second chance, that she had let him touch her. She spat back

'why, why didn't you come to me and speak to me?'

He said it head lowered, almost a whisper.

'because the only thing that that matters is your safety and happiness'

He could feel the sadness in side of him building up, but he knew with the current situation that he needed to keep it in check. She looked at him, eyes welling up. All the pain he had been though, not just the last 3 months but the last year. He was alone, broken and yet he still loved her. She utter one word:

'Sam'

Traci just stared at him. She had always know that Sam loved Andy, but this was different. There was love, the kind of love that Luke had for Andy, a disposable love where he cared, but it was more to make him happy. Sam's love of Andy was the deepest kind. The kind with no happy ending.

He stepped back. Fisher asked Andy to sit down and go over what had happened that weekend. Andy did so. She curled up with Traci as support. Fisher started to ask her questions. While she was doing so, Sam put the duffle bag on the table and started to take items out.

Andy begin to tell how herself and Shaw had seen a fight between Niko and another man. The other man had beaten Niko pretty badly, and Andy had stopped them. Herself and Shaw had to both draw there guns. When the larger man had backed off, Niko had taken off, Andy had given chase.

Sam began to get ready. He tock his shirt off, along with his belt. This stopped Andy and Traci. Andy look on longing to touch his bare chest and his abs. She also felt a pang of regret for all the time she had wasted.

Fisher coughed, loudly forcing Andy back to focusing on the task at hand. She Continued. She had tackled Niko to the ground and he had punched her. This got Sam attention, and he glanced at Andy with a sad look, she looked back and smiled a weak smile, saying she was ok with it. She had then hit him back, and used her truncheon to pin him to the ground.

Sam had put on a black tight fitting T- shirt, a thick black belt, in the process threading a Kaydex pistol holster to the right, and 3 magazine pouches to the left, along with a 4 small utility pouches in the back. He then put on a level 1 bullet though vest and covered that with a long sleeve grey t-shirt.

Andy then explained how she had tired to cuff him but he had thrown her and ran for it. She was winded and could not give chase. Sam gave her a caring glance.

Shaw and Andy had then questioned the big guy and discovered that Niko was rather taken with a number of hookers near St Castle Street. They had driven down there with to see if they could pickup a lead on Niko.

Sam started to put things into the pouches on his belt. A surefire light, a Microtech halo 3 knife.

Sam looked inside the duffle bag and found a small plastic case, inside he found a silencer and a Lone Wolf threaded barrel for his Glock 21SF. He put the silencer into the third pouch on his belt and quickly dissembled his 21SF, dropping the replacement barrel in and reassembling it. He did so with out fumbling, smooth and quick like he had done it a thousand times. Traci and Andy both tock notice of this. Andy noticed how focused he was. It was a miles away from the old Sam, the Sam who joked and laughed.

Andy had approached the hookers, but as she got close about 5 of them came over in a cheery mood. They had hugged her, saying that she was looking good, which she had flinched at. She had asked them how they knew her and they had explained that a fews months a good intense, but oh so hot guy had come looking for her. Pushing she had to know what they knew. Rumor has it that he had been taken apart the city trying to find her. One of the girls had a deep gash on her arm. Andy asked about the gash and the young girl then explained that their pimp had come over to get them back to work, but the guy had messed him big time. The more the working girls spoke about the guy, it became clear who it was. The hair, the smile, the dimples. She had felt a shocked, guilty and sad when she realized who it was. A tear had rolled down her cheek. Pixie then gave her a hug and said that she wished she had a man like that who loved her the way he loved her, a man who would burn the world down just to make sure she was safe.

As Andy explained this she looked at Sam, eyes welling up. She felt ashamed, and wanted Sam to know that she was so sorry for everything. Sam could feel her look, but didn't look because he knew it would be too painful. He loaded 9 Glock 21 magazines up with 45 ACP 240 hollow point ammo.

Andy had taken some notes, and because the girls felt for her, they had willing told her everything about Niko, where he hung out. Andy walked back to the car, wiping her eyes. She told Shaw she what she had learnt.

'that was easy, Sam really did train you well'

At which they both smiled, but hers was more meaningful because of what she had just learnt.

Sam put a coms unit into his ear, and plugged it into a radio that went into the last pouch. The wire ran down, under his black T-shirt.

Andy and Shaw then spent the next 2 hours driving round filing in a picture of Niko's life. Two things became apparent. Firstly, Sam had indeed taken the city apart. Everywhere she went, hookers and dealers knew who she was and was more than willing to help her, some out of happiness she was OK, mostly out of fear of Sam coming back.

Traci looked at Sam. She felt sorry for him, but she also admired him because he was the type of man every women wanted and needed. He was always there for her, for anyone. He never put himself first. Andy had told Traci about Sam's sister, and while it never registered at the time, looking back she realized that the needs of others always came before his needs. Traci had rode with Sam a few times and she always felt safe, but now looking back she really understood how selfless he was. It mad her sad, but also understand Sam a little more .

Andy and Shaw had located Niko to his place and went in, arrested him, without struggle since after their last encounter they had gone hard. She recalled how in his apartment all the windows had been closed with the blinds shut. At this Sam looked up at Fisher. They both knew what that meant.

Sam placed 3 Glock 21 clips into his belt on the left hand side, the first riding forward.

Andy went though what they had found at Niko's apartment. Nothing she said was not in the official report, however it helped to have her say it as it painted a a fuller picture.

Sam tock off his watch and replaced it with a MTM Falcon that was in the duffle bag. He tock out a wallet and check though it. It contained $2000 of cash in $100 bills, 2 bank cards, a security pass, a phone sim, and a nation wide travel card. Fisher looked at him, and tossed him a separate ID badge. Sam opened it and a NSA ID with his name on it Agent Swarek.

Fisher: 'Its only temporary '

To which Sam replied

' Yeah, I guess this is my first and last day on the job' with a grin.

Andy and Traci looked up in horror, as they both understood what this statement.

He tock out his wallet, and thumbed though it. He stopped at a picture of Sarah. Looking intensely at the picture, as if trying to memorize it, he tossed it into the duffle bag.

Suddenly Andy turned to Fisher and asked in a pissed off voice.

'Who are you and how do you know Sam ?

Fisher looked surprised, then realized that she was making the connections between what had happened that day a few months ago and now, how he knew Sam. She didn't know all of the facts, but she was smart enough to figure out there was a connection.

Sam answered for Fisher

'It doesn't matter, it worked right for everyone involved'.

She looked at him, her eyes searching for his eyes. He was staring down, loading bullets into his magazines. She said in a low, caring voice

'Everyone but you'

She had know that Sam had feelings for her, but until that weekend, she didn't know how deep. She now knew that he loved her, loved her so much that he was willing to give up all he had to make sure she was happy. The thought made her sad, sad knowing that all this time the right person had been there and she had pushed him away, and she realized, just like she had realized the previous evening that the amount of pain she must have caused Sam over the previous year. He had taken it, time and time again. Everyone at the 15 had treated him so badly. She suddenly understood what he had said in Beast office. As much as they had abandoned him, he had abandoned them for the sake of his own sanity.

He had made his choice and regardless of what she said, the fact remained that there was no turning back now. She was in danger and he need to make sure she was safe. He pushed everything to the back of his mind. He looked at Andy, know that is was most likely the last time he was going to see her and gave her a weak, sad smile. As he had done earlier, he nodded to her and himself, but this time she understood the meaning. He was saying good bye. Good bye to the one person that he had ever loved.

She looked at him and understood, her eyes welling up again.

He got his Glock 21Sf into his workspace, loaded a fresh magazine, power stocked the slide and did a press check, again hitting the slide to make sure that it was in battery. Just like at the firing range it was one smooth operation. He turned to Fisher.

'I think were done here'

Sam holstered up, put his leather Jacket on, and went to the door. Andy looked at him. She needed him, she loved him, but it had taken so long for her to realize that it that she had broken him in the process. Fisher went for the door first saying that a protective detail was outside and take them to a secure location, he then looked at Sam and left the room. Sam followed him, but Andy rushed towards and and slammed into him, burring herself in chest. Her arms flung around his neck. She cradled his face in her hands

'just look at me, listen to me, whatever is going on, I will be here for you, I will always be here for you, do you understand, please don't go, I need you, I need you to understand. I know I haven't been there, but I didn't know, I didn't understand'

She was in tears.

Sam brought her close, her head falling into his chest. He tock a deep breath, looking up she looked at him, into his eyes. She could sense that he was in pain, he was shaking. She buried her head in his chest, increasing her grip on him, not wanting to let her go. She said in a low voice

'Stay, please stay with me baby please, I love you'

She felt him shake. He was scared, broken and alone, yet when she look up she saw determination, she saw a man who would never let her down, who would always be there and kill himself before he let anything bad happen her.

He looked at her, and kissed her on her head, closed his eyes and breath in her scent one last time, and then removed her arm from his neck and left.

Andy's legs gave way and she fell to the floor. Traci rushed to Andy and held her as tight as she could. Andy looked at Traci with puffy, lost eyes.

INDEX -

Coms Unit: a communications unit used by government agents to stay in contact. These differ from radios in that they are normally not seen to the outside world and run on encrypted channels. They are made up of 3 parts. A covert ear piece, a main unit (normally held on a belt) and a throat mic which straps round the users neck.

Glock 17: Standard issue pistol for most police forces. Uses a much smaller round (9mm) that the 21SF and as such required more shots to put a person down, but has less recoil than the 21SF.

Lone wolf Barrel: a replacement barrel for the Glock 21SF which will allow you to put a suppressor on to it.

45 ACP 240 Grain Hollow point: Good all round combat bullets.