Disclaimer: Don't own Rookie Blue.

A.N. You know your story should be rated "T" when you edit the chapter and your stomach does flip flops - and you know what is going to happen!

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Sam looked down at the scene before him and bit back a curse. He was on the upper level, overlooking the small room. Andy and Daniel Readago were in that room. Andy was lying face down on the ground with her hands cuffed behind her back and there was a lot of blood. Glancing around, Sam realized he could slide down the pole behind Readago and reach them. He pushed his radio and whispered "no one move" before turning off his radio. He didn't want Readago to be alerted to his presence because the radio went off.

Sam quickly, yet silently, slid down the pole. As he went down, he began to hear what Readago was saying.

"…they thought they won. But no, I have what I want and I'm going to get away with it…" He began to laugh as Sam's feet hit the ground.

Sam surveyed the scene quickly. Andy was still on the ground and she was not moving. He could shoot Readago and get to her. Then another thought popped into his head. If he killed Readago, he would not be able to stay with Andy, and from the looks of it, she needed medical attention. He wanted to be there for her every step of the way.

He pulled out his taser and quickly tasered and cuffed Readago to the pole he used to get into the room, making sure to remove the knife Readago was holding. He placed the knife to the side where Readago would not be able to reach it before moving to Andy. He pulled out his key and quickly uncuffed her hands.

Once her hands were uncuffed, Sam yanked off his vest and unbuttoned his shirt. He did not have his kit with him so his shirt would have to do for now. He crouched down next to Andy on the side where there was no blood (her right side). She was on her stomach and blood was pooling around her left. He called her name softly but was not surprised when she did not respond.

Sam gently turned her over. When he looked at her, he couldn't tell exactly where all the blood was coming from. Readago must have knifed her because blood was seeping through her vest.

Sam cursed and pulled out his pocket knife, cutting her vest so he could find and access the wound. Once he found the wound, he left his knife next to him as he pulled off his t-shirt. He quickly pressed his t-shirt to the wound.

Where was his backup? Then he realized why there was no backup and quickly turned his radio on. "I need EMS NOW! Subject contained, move in."

There was a loud bang and the door burst off of the hinges. Four officers ran into the room. One of the men walked over to Readago while the other three headed for Sam.

Oliver Shaw's hands slid over Sam's. "Let me" he murmured. He kept one hand on the wound as he pulled out gauze from his pack. He was already wearing gloves.

Noelle surveyed the scene and cursed. "Sam, any other wounds?"

Sam looked at her, startled. "I didn't check, there was so much blood from this" he motioned to Oliver and his soaked black t-shirt. They all noted the other obvious wound coming from a slash on her right cheek.

Noelle began to search Andy for any other wounds as Oliver called Sam's attention once more. "Sammy, I need you to get her shirt and vest off." He needed to see how far up the cut went.

Sam moved towards Andy's head and cradled it in his lap as he gently cut through the rest of her vest and pulled it off. When he unbuttoned her shirt, he cursed. He knew she was wearing a white tank top since all of her other shirts were in the wash. Had he not known better, he would have thought she was wearing a crimson colored shirt. She had lost so much blood and it was making him nervous.

He removed the shirt as Noelle called his name. "Sam, she's bleeding from her right upper leg as well." Oliver didn't say anything, he just handed Sam a piece of gauze to try to stem the blood flow from her cheek and then turned back to concentrating on the wound on Andy's side.

The fourth man in the room finally spoke. He was from the Guns and Gangs unit but he had been Sam's handler a few times so he knew Sam well. "Sam, we need to wake her."

Sam nodded and brushed her non-wounded cheek gently. "I know Zack. Andy" he called. He didn't want to try shaking her because he did not know what that would do to her.

Zack sighed and squatted next to Sam, pulling something from his pocket.

"Smelling salts?" Sam asked, incredulously.

"Watch and learn. I always carry them because of the scumbags who pass out when I'm interrogating them." He waved the small container in front of Andy's nose. She began to stir and suddenly screamed in pain.

Sam stroked her cheek gently while holding her down at the shoulder. Oliver, Noelle, and Zack also held her down as she began to thrash. "Sam" she screamed.

"Shhhhhhhh, Andy, I'm right here. You need to stop moving."

Andy's movements stilled as her eyes fluttered open. She reached up and touched his cheek. "You're alive!" she whispered. "He told me you were dead." There were tears in her eyes.

Sam gently wiped the tears away. He saw that Andy was struggling to breathe as he pulled his uniform shirt back on and pressed the radio. "Where's EMS?"

A.N. There is a reason this is called FANfiction - I can make something up and it is okay. So if you think that I'm being a little unrealistic with how many times she was stabbed, sorry!

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