Sam and Andy lay in bed
Sam: The beauty of all of this is that we can go to bed as late as we want and sleep all day, no work, no interruptions.
Andy: mmmhmmm...just like a vacation only we are trying not to get murdered.
Sam: Very funny. I am starving.
Andy: It is 2:30 in the morning.
Sam: Well, I kind of worked up an appetite. Pizza?
Andy: Sounds good...meet you in the kitchen.
Andy gets out of bed and throws some clothes on, she makes her way to the kitchen and sits on the counter.
Andy: I wonder how Nick and Gail are doing.
Sam: What?
Andy: I am just thinking out loud.
Sam: Well, it really is none of our business.
Andy: It kind of is, they are our friends.
Sam: Well, if we are being technical they are your friends.
Andy: Well, what's mine is yours...congratulations, you have new friends.
Sam: Fine, I still say it is not our business.
Andy: Maybe, but you know, if it weren't for Oliver we might not be back together.
Sam : What?
Andy: Yeah, he opened my eyes too a few things.
Sam: Well I hope you didn't give him any credit, I will never hear the end of it.
Andy: Anyway, I hope that Gail has eased up.
Sam: Well from the sounds of it she is coming around. I am sure by the time we get back Collins will be back to following her around and Peck will spend her days barking at him again.
Andy laughs: All will be right in the world again.
Sam: Hey, I am going to go check in with the guys watching the house. Keep an eye on the pizza, I will be back in a couple minutes.
Sam walks outside to check in with John whose car is parked about a thousand yards from the house.
John: How is it going, Sam?
Sam: Good, just making sure we are OK out here. No sign of anyone?
John: Nah, I have a new guy walking the premises, nothing so far.
Sam: Ok, keep me posted.
Sam walks behind the house to get some firewood. He hears a noise and quickly looks up. Out from the shadows appears Donovan Boyd.
Sam: Boyd...what are you doing here?
Boyd: I came to see you, well really I came to see McNally.
Sam: What the hell are you talking about?
Boyd: You didn't think Matt Shea was the only one who wanted her dead did you?
Sam lunges toward Boyd: You son of a bitch!
Boyd: Uh uh, not so fast. Boyd raises his gun and points it at Sam's head. If you want too see that Pretty little rook girlfriend of yours you will shut the hell up and do what I say.
Boyd grabs Sam by the arm and points the gun to his head leading him into the house.
Andy is in the kitchen taking the pizza out of the oven.
Andy: Good call on the pizza, I am starv...
Boyd: McNally, it's been awhile.
Andy: Not long enough. What are you doing?!
Sam: Andy, stay over there.
Boyd: It is amazing to me how you are still protecting that bitch!
Sam: Boyd, let's talk about this. What are you doing?
Boyd: Where do I begin? Well for starters your bitch girlfriend ruined my life.
Andy: Me?! How the hell is it my fault?
Boyd: You could not just leave well enough alone. I mean 1st you blow Sam's cover with Anton Hill, then you screw up one of my cases. And my personal favorite is when you blew Sammy's cover AGAIN with Jaime Brennan, and then I got fired for it.
Sam: You are really blaming her for that? Give me a break... and so what, you think she screwed you? So you went and had Matty Shea kidnap and beat the hell out of her?
Boyd: Actually, he was suppose to kill her but he is incompetent so I came to do it myself. By now I am starting to think that it would be more of a punishment if I just kill Sammy here instead.
Andy: How does Anton Hill fit into all this?
Boyd: Well, after you got me fired, I could not get a job anywhere as a detective or a uniformed cop for that matter. So I decided to reach out to Anton, bond over our great dislike for the 2 of you.
Sam: So Anton just welcomes you into his organization...knowing your a cop?
Boyd: Anton is a smart guy, he recognized that I could get around some of legal bullshit, that I would have inside information on what the cops were doing, and that I could steer him in the right direction.
Andy: I always knew you were a good guy.
Boyd: Shut up! I would still be working Guns and Gangs if not for you.
Andy: When are you going to stop blaming me? Take some responsibility already!
Boyd: SHUT UP! Boyd cocks his gun.
Andy: Please, please Boyd don't do this, Please!
Sam: Andy back up, please. Boyd let her go!
Boyd: Are you kidding me? Let her go?! She is going to sit here and watch me kill you.
Andy's bag is on a stool out of Boyd's line of sight she has slowly been walking over to it since Boyd walked into the house. Sam has been watching her the entire time, terrified he will see what she is doing.
Sam: Boyd listed to me, we use to be friends you and I you don't want to hurt me, to hurt Andy.
This distracts Boyd enough to allow Andy time to slide her hand into her bag and grab her gun. As she is about to raise it, the front and back doors are kicked in 2 shots ring out and Boyd falls to the ground and Sam collapses.
Andy screams out Sam's name and runs to him, he in unconscious. Luke calls for an ambulance while Frank runs to help Andy.
Frank: He has a pulse, but it's weak.
Andy can't stop crying: This is not happening, this cannot be happening! Stay with me, Sam! Please don't leave me...