I own absolutely nothing from the tv show. This is just a different version of how things may have gone… Hope you enjoy it and feel free to give me any impression, opinion and good/bad reaction it may give. Some of them have been encouraging and since it's the first time I publish a story, I need you guys to tell me what you think about it. This is chapter 4 and soon I will post new chapters.
They could hear only their steps; once in front of the house they separated: Andy reached the back and with the gun in her hand she communicated her position to Sam. But she didn't have the time as someone grabbed her and hit her hard on her head. She fell and tried to get up, but she couldn't balance. Her gaze blurred, and she felt warm below her ear. She was bleeding. When she finally got up, he had her gun pointed at her. "Do not even try to scream" he threatened, and she heard him taking the safety off. Sam was talking into the headphone to know if she was ready. He noticed that small thing in her ear and he made her smash it under the foot. "Let's go" they walked down to the river where a small boat was ready to leave. The girl of the photo was bandaged on her feet and hands; a piece of fabric was covering her mouth and her eyes. She wasn't moving; he must have read Andy's concern and he assured her she was alive. She checked anyway.
They jumped on the boat and he told her to row. "Faster, faster" he whispered. They reached the main flow of the river and stopped; on the other side, a car was waiting for them. "Let's go to get my money back!" He woke up the girl who started to scream. Andy did everything she could to keep her quiet as he had all intention to get rid of her. He only needed Andy for the money and the girl represented a problem. "Calm down, calm down!" she pushed her down to free her feet "I'm officer Andy McNally. What's your name?" "Emily" she replied terrified as he saw him pointing the gun at her. "Don't!" Andy pushed the gun away "You'll have the money back and we'll let her go, ok?" He started to wave the gun around dangerously screaming that he was the one making the rules. "shut up and get in the car, bitch!" He run his hand in the hair; his lost gaze made Andy understand that he had assumed drugs. "Handcuff yourself" he ordered her and at Andy's hesitation he pushed her head against the car violently; he looked at her obeying and then he pushed her inside the car and set next to the two women. As he did so the guy in the front got the car started. Andy focused on his face and she recognized the man she arrested with Luke a couple of months before. "Where are we going?" The drug deal took the radio from her belt and threw it out of the car "you'll see." He put a piece of fabric on her eyes and tied it on the back of her head; he did the same with her mouth, despite she fought him back as she could. The guy in the front turned around and hit her right on the left cheek bone, fiercely, enjoying it. That hit was so hard that forced Andy to land her head on the back of the seat. She was confused, her head hurt badly, and she felt losing control over her body, despite she tried with a huge effort to understand what would have happened next.
They wanted their money back, so she thought they were going to the station. The city was pretty quiet at that hour and it would have taken just minutes. When they reached their final destination, Andy and Emily were grabbed out of the car and he made them walk toward the entrance, the gun touching their back. They passed the main hall and only few cops were around as all the others were searching the girl out there. Gail watched them moving inside and dropped the gun out. "Let them go and put that damn gun down. Now!" In that moment, the drug dealer put the gun under Andy's chin. "You'll put it away and say everybody to leave the building or I'll kill both of them." He told her in a quiet tone, enough calm to scare even Gail. She hesitated for a moment and as he put a finger on the trigger, she touched the radio and communicate it. "Good girl!" he smirked back at her "Now, gently, you'll give me the key to close this place." Gail proceeded toward Frank's office and grabbed the key; the guy behind her pushed her toward the entrance and then out. The third guy moved on the back to close the other accesses to the station as he knew there were many. Then he positioned explosives in front of the door, with a timer, to be sure to keep everyone out of sight. "Now, officer, would show me where my money is?" he yelled at her ear.
Sam was running around the house desperately, calling Andy, screaming her name. He reached the back of the house but couldn't see anything. He broke into the place and cleared it while calling for immediate back-up. Ten minutes later, the street was full of cops with blue and red lights flashing and reflecting everywhere. Nick, Luke, Nash, Oliver and Frank ran toward him. "They grabbed her, she was on the back of the house and disappeared!" he said while Frank had already instructed ETF to search the house. Cloe walked through the garden and noticed blood drops on the white tiles of the pool. "Oliver, come down here, I've found something! Watch out, there is blood!" as she said so, Sam's heart missed a beat and felt the killing fear raising again. But it didn't last long fortunately as Frank received a call from the station. "What?" he hung up immediately and walked back to the cars. "They are holding her and the girl at the station. Diaz said they are looking for their money, he's handling it while we go there" He instructed to surround the building once there.
Nick followed Sam and grabbed the car key from his hand "She kills me if she knows I've let you drive!" Sam didn't complain and jumped in "Speed up, Collins!" He spent the entire journey thinking about the conversation they had minutes before and he blamed himself for what happened and that he didn't back her up the way she asked him. He closed his eyes in pain at that thought.
She honestly didn't know where the money was, despite she had turned upside down the evidence room and she still couldn't find it. He was getting really pissed and she had to hurry up as Emily was still under his sight. "Where is it? Where is it?" he was moving in circles, waving the gun. "I'm trying hard but here there's nothing!" "you'd better find it or she dies!" "I think they brought the amount at the evidence building…" The girl started to cry and Andy promised her to find it when she heard the sirens outside the building. He took Andy's arm and went back to Frank's office. The lights went off suddenly and she knew ETF was ready to come in. "Call them and ask them!" he yelled at her, she put the phone on speaker and then dialled Frank's number.
They were all outside planning what to do and how to get in; Diaz was recapping with details with Peck when Frank's phone started to ring "Frank it's me" her voice echoed in what looked like the inside of a van "McNally are you ok, both of you?" "We ok.." Sam let his breath go when he interrupted them "Where is my money?!" "Clarke, listen to me. Your money is not there; we can give it to you in an hour, but I need you to release them in turn." He started to move around again with anger "I already told her that I am making rules not you!" And Andy got that Frank couldn't give him the money without a warrant which meant a lot of time. She felt her fear raising. She was trying to plan if she could do something when she remembered that Frank had a gun in his desk – Sam had told her once. She checked the second guy still standing at the entrance. She had the vest on – she could do it. She watched back at Clarke, moving desperately, on the front of the desk and she unlocked her handcuff slowly. She removed them and put them on her lap, keeping the position. When she was sure he didn't notice she opened the drawer with her right foot. He was concentrated on telling Frank what to do to notice what was going on. Then he looked back at her. Emily watched her doing that and screamed indicating the entrance to distract him and Andy had the time to take the gun out and point it at him. "Drop the weapon!" he turned around and panicked and pointed the gun at the girl. The door was opened and if he shot, he wouldn't have missed his target. His intention became serious and she didn't give him time to act: she pulled the trigger and the bullet passed through his brain. "McNally, McNally! ETF go, go!" she barely heard Frank as she pulled the girl down the stairs as the other guy was after them. The entrance was still blocked, and no one could help her. She drove her to the interrogation room and told her to lock the door from the inside and go under the table.
Andy moved to the locker room holding the gun of the drug dealer and she didn't know if 5 shots would have been enough: there was a third guy she had to face. She hid herself behind the wall separating women and men sides, knowing there was a blind point to take advantage of and she saw the door guy running in her direction and she shot him on his right shoulder. He went down screaming as hell. The third guy found where she was, but ETF stopped him before he could approach her, and he dropped the weapon with no hesitation. She stood up and approached her victim lying on the floor, the gun on her left hand, unlocked and ready to shoot again. Frank, Sam, Nash and all the others reached her. Her breath was fast and irregular as she had run for miles. Sam lowered her arm, took the gun and put an arm around her shoulders, driving her toward his office, pulling her close to him. They were walking on the stairs where she remembered about the girl and ran back. "Andy, Andy!" he called after her, but she didn't stop. She reached the door and pulled the handle "Emily, open up, it's over!" She heard her unlocking the door and watched her opening it slowly. Emily threw herself in her arms and cried. She looked back at Sam who walked them to his office.
Andy spent the entire next day lying in the bed, doing absolutely nothing: the hospital had cleared her the night before, but she couldn't still get up and steady without feeling her head spinning around. Sam and Nash visited her for a three-hours deposition with frequent breaks, so she could keep up with the memory and the pain. Emily had been sent to the orphanage again, and a big part of Andy's heart was sorry about that. She probably hated that place. Specially because she had been given the chance and a dream to get out, even if for a few days.
"Andy, once again, do you remember something he told you that may be important, did he work for someone else? You know, he might be just a small drop in the ocean…"she paused, looking at Andy expression, focused and concentrated as much as possible "No, Trace, he was high, he said stuff with no sense at all!" Sam approached them and asked Nash to talk to her privately. They left Andy room and for once she enjoyed the quiet and the silence of the place. When Nash came back her expression was much different. "what's up?" she barked to her friend. "don't worry, just try to sleep. I will be back in few hours, but now I have to go back to the station" Andy looked at her closer trying to get up, she knew when her friend was lying "what are you not telling me, Nash?" she roughly said in pain, her hands at both sides of her head. Trace hesitated a few seconds before saying it "Andy, we believe that Clarke's brother is after you and Luke. He found a guy watching his house from the street 3 times this week, he was dressed up as electrician and he thought he was just working. He has realised it only now. We will put you in protective custody. 6 agents are already outside your apartment and in the street.." Andy couldn't believe those words were true. That man was after her and Luke because they arrested him and accused him of drug possession months ago and now he was taking his revenge. She looked back at Nash, who already knew the question Andy was going to make "Is there any chance he knows that I killed his brother?" they both stared at each other. The answer was yes. Andy closed her eyes and lied back on the mattress and weighted her head on the pillow. "you will be safe here, Andy. You are surrounded by cops and it will be so until we find him" she knew that very well. "now, just try to relax and sleep, you need it." Andy didn't even reply, as the pain in her head was becoming bigger. She simply nodded and heard Nash walking out of the room, before falling asleep.
After three days spent doing absolutely nothing, her head was gradually improving and at least now she could walk. It was just after mid-night when she woke up thirsty; on the way of the kitchen, she paused to stare in the darkness outside of the window when she recognised a familiar car. A blue and brown car. Someone was setting inside: the man suddenly grabbed the phone which lighted up his face: that man was Nick. The rain outside was pounding hard and she could feel the familiar warming embrace she loved about rain. Then she noticed that there was another man setting next to him, but he was out of her sight and she couldn't recognise him. She moved from the window wondering why Nick was a member of the security set up for her; she was quite sure he volunteered, accusing himself not to have protected her. She had always been his little sister. Or at least that is what she thought she was, but she really never checked for that definition.
She went back to bed, knowing that nothing would have made him change idea.
She tried to call him anyway, but he didn't pick up. She finally gave up and returned to bed, wondering what that man was thinking by dating a different woman and protecting and doing everything for her. Some deep part of her heart was warning her for trouble to come: a side of her was hoping but she silenced it immediately: that was Gail's man and number one rule of every friendship was staying away from friends' dates. What kind of person was she becoming? She would have never looked at that kind of man, and now what? She felt sorry at the idea of hurting Gail and immediately repressed that stupid feeling. Moreover, she had promised herself no other man would have caused her pain the way Luke and Sam did before. Friendship as a safe harbour to last forever.
Other two days filled Andy's head with these thoughts and the rain that was keeping falling down. By that moment, she had developed a habit to check whether Nick was out there every night. She imposed her not to fall in the trick, but every time she gave up too soon to resist. Until the night she saw the street empty: she checked around and no one of the other cops was standing out there. She panicked and called Nash, trying not letting go her deepest fear. "we got him, Andy, I was just going to send you someone to assure you we got them all, no one will hurt you anymore." She took a big breath and then asked who was going to come "Gail and Cloe are on the way, Andy. They should be there in minutes!" she was glad it was them. They knew how to cheer her up and make her feel safe.
She waited 10 minutes to open the door, but when she heard them knocking, she opened up. The sad expression staring at her outside wasn't Gail or Cloe. Rain drops were running over his face along with tears. Wet from hair to feet and just standing on her threshold, she really didn't know what to say and what to do. She really didn't expect that, and she didn't know how to handle him, despite she had learnt to know him very well.