Chapter 24

"Andy." he said whispering so only she could hear it "Casey, love. Please hold on." he tightened his grip on her and stood, knowing that Duncan wanted to talk and he needed some answers. He moved out of room, emotionless. Last night when he got to Duncas medical house, he knew how and if to show his emotions. Right now all he could do is a straight face. Andy would know that behind these eyes were sadness, hurt, despair and anger. But Andy wasn't next to him, she was in a bed, recovering.

"Sammy" Duncan greeted when he stepped into his office "How is she?"

"Good, better" he muttered and sat down.

"You should take a break, go home and rest." he started.

"What I should do..." he stood up a bit angry "is find out what the hell went that wrong!"

"Sammy, boy, I didn't know nothing about it. I didn't know the information was bad."

"The fuck you didn't" he was beyond mad now "There were more than 20 armed men in there. How is it possible? Nobody protects like that unless they now something is going on. I thought you were on your game." he looked at him suspicious "Guess I was wrong"

Duncan didn't say anything, he just walked over to Sam and finished his drink.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? You did this to Casey! You fucked up! I demand you.." he had to stop.

Duncan pulled his gun out and placed it on his head. Every thing was silent.

Finally Duncan spoke "I suggest you would behave yourself a little better around me. If it was anybody else you and your little girl there would be dead. Now sit!"

He did like he was asked. Duncan put his gun away and handed him a drink. Sam took it and watched around the office. And he couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was his real office. Cops never find anything because, they have the court orders to his fake offices. Nobody would check this place. Nobody even knows this place. Only people doing close jobs to him.

"Sammy I get it, your girl is hurt and you are upset. But I advise you to keep it together." he started talking and Sam focused on him. "You got the package. You should be happy."

Sam raised his eyebrow.

"Sorry, wrong choice of words. You should be pleased that the whole job wasn't a failure."

"Sure." he muttered and drank everything in one gulp.

"Thanks to you I can make some big waves in this business. You understand I can't tell you anything."

"Part of the job, I get it. So what about the money."

Duncan chuckled "It really is all about the money... I transferred it, to both of you."

"I'm guessing we didn't get any extra for the job well done." he stood and went to pour himself another drink. He hoped he could get a bit closer to the safe he had there.

"Actually I but a little extra for Casey, for her commitment" he smiled

Sam was glad his back was turned to him, his eyes flamed in hatred. Fucking asshole! I will.. I have to stay calm. For now.

He turned emotions masked "Good."

"I need to go and make the waves I was talking about. I trust you to look after this place."

"Thanks. We will probably stay here until she feel better." he nodded.

"Hope she gets better. I really like her." he flashed a slimy smile that made Sam turn inside.

He then pointed to the door. Sam finished his drink and walked out with him. He locked the door and nodded goodbye.

Andy felt her whole body ache. She was feeling really foggy and it was impossible to understood what was going on. She tried to force her eyes open but it was useless. She could only feel a soft hand on his and a faint sound that must have been Sam's. That sound made her stronger. She held on to that dozing off again.

Sam was alone in a room with Andy.

He held her hand his head resting on the bed. "Andy, please be okay. Please don't leave me. I can't function without you" he stopped "You heard me before, we are one. We belong... together. I can't even think what it would be like if you weren't here, just being, talking, living with me." he sighed and whispered then "Who do I love?" No answer. He felt a single tear on his cheek.

Andy, I'm so sorry! Why did I wanted to do this? I knew it was dangerous. She said that it wasn't for me, but knowing Andy maybe she did to this for me. I am responsible for this. Because of me she is in this bed, motionless. I got her shot. I.. got her shot. I... he couldn't help himself. His eyes were watery when he stood up. He kissed her on the lips gently, walked to the other room and started walking from one wall to the other. Mind thinking as fast as ever.

She almost died. The medic here is shit. I almost lost her. And it is MY fault. Next time I could lose her for real.

"FUCK!" he yelled in despair. He picked up a piece of furniture and threw it against the wall. It wasn't enough. He flipped the table over. Smashed another chair against the wall. Sam was getting out of breath, his heart going crazy. So he rested his hands on his knees. Usually this helped but know, everything got worse. His thoughts, heart, breath. He felt like he couldn't take this anymore.

"What's happening?" Am I having a panic attack? he stood up I am a grown man, I don't have panic attacks! What is the matter with me! I'm such a pussy. Think Swarek! What do you need to do, to make her safe. He stopped for a second Get the fuck out of here. That's simple enough. What do I need to do, to make this undercover worth something? Get to the ... he paused for a while No. I need evidence. I just need evidence. He realized that his problems weren't that complicated.

He walked outside. There were about five guards and the doctor. He excused himself for needing something from the car. He drove his car closer to the back exit. When he walked back to the house, he knocked the first guard out and put him in the nearest room. Sam noticed that there were cameras in some places so he searched for the room, where he could turn them off. It's possibly the door guarded with two guys. Sam sneaked close and just went for it. He punched the first one and shot the others hand so his gun went flying. He pushed the door open with his leg, holding one of the guard infront of him. He knew somebody had to be there to overlook things.

The moment the door opened he heard shot fired. All three bullets landed in the guard and Sam's one bullet into the shooters leg. He then secured all three of them, so they couldn't call, or move or get out. Sam wasn't sure what system they had here but unplugging everything seemed good enough. He also took the hard drives and memory cards for last 15 hours and destroyed them, so he wouldn't be linked to this house, if cops investigate. What he was doing was not in protocol.

Quickly he went to Andy, because the two guards, who heard the shots were probably already there. He ran downstairs but then stopped. He heard one shot. Andy. Please! Not Andy! He ran like a mad man through the door and saw a guard on the ground dead, Andy with a gun.

"Andy" he sat next to him holding her cheek gently. She was still under too much medication to be completely up and going. She muttered lastly "I'm fine. Go, I'll wait here. I have a gun." he could see her grip tighten on the gun. He kissed her softly on her head. "I'll be right back."

Sam ran to Duncan's office, sneaking the last few steps, taking the last guard out. He probably called Duncan or backup so he needed to hurry. He shot the door lock until he could kick it open. Not having the time to pick it. When he was inside he grabbed an empty box put that on the table and started to fill it up. He took laptop, computers hard drive, some memory sticks and cards in the drawer then moved to the files. He found some files proving money transfers so he put that in the box too. But there was nothing else. Only thing left was the safe. He had no time to try to open it. He had an idea. How heavy can this be? It was small, but he had no other way out. He tried to lift it. Not that heavy, but impossible to carry it out. He searched for something with wheels to put it on. Then he remembered the doctor and his gadgets. When he found him he raised his hands "Take what you want, don't hurt me." He ignored him, took the trolley and left him there. It didn't matter, Duncan was on his way and he wouldn't harm a fly. Sam placed the safe on the trolley and moved quickly out of the door to his car. He threw it in the back and ran for the box in the room. When he was taking the box he remembered – the cameras. Duncan would delete all of them. He had to take as much as he could. And he did.

"Andy, we need to go now." Sam said stepping into the room. She was already sitting on the bed. "Whoa, Andy let me do all the moving." He took her into his arms and walked as quickly as possible.

"Did you get everything?" she said softly.

"Yeah, all I could take." he frowned then "How did you know I would do this?"

"Come on Sam. The moment I got shot I knew this was over. I just hoped that you wouldn't drive straight to the hospital."

"I was thinking about that a lot." he frowned remembering the horrible five minutes in the car with a unconscious Andy. "Duncan's real office was here."

"What?" she was surprised "Did you..?"

"Yes. I can't believe it turned out so well. It is definitely a sign that we should never do this again. We should be on a vacation for the rest of our lives, In a small safe island." he chuckled.

Andy smiled ready to be moved because they reached the car. Sam tried to be as gentle as possible and Andy tried to hide her pain, not to worry him. Sam closed the door and sat in the front seat. This is when he saw them.

Sam started his engine and looked back to Andy. "I'm gonna drive very fast so please..."

Andy smiled "Can't wait to get busy with me again?" she grinned and fastened her seatbelt.

Sam knew she got it, but to say that to keep him calmer, that is his Andy. He grinned back and stepped on the gas.

It was Frank and the guys and they looked pissed. Knowing that they were tricked the whole time does that. They had two cars and they followed them everywhere. Every time they were more excluded, they tried to shoot the tires, but so far they missed. Sam was so worried about Andy, and losing their tail. He couldn't think straight so he just floored it. He looked back for a second because she was too silent. Her eyes were closed and her bandages were red . That moment he knew exactly what to do. Angry that he didn't do that sooner. He grabbed his phone.

"Jerry?"

"Sawrek?"

"They know, we are being followed. I am headed to the east hospital, passing 14th street, can you cut those bastards off"

"Yes" and on the background he heard his orders "Swarek and McNally are made, and followed, their headed to east hospital, through 14th, get the followers. NOW! GO!"

"Are you okay?" he turned back to Sam

"Yes, but Andy got shot yesterday"

"Shit." he paused "She is going to be okay, man... Sammy, she.."

He couldn't respond, because on of the followers bumped the car from behind and Sam smacked his head against the wheel. He couldn't bare to think what happened to Andy, not noticing his own pain, his own blood. He took a quick turn to save some time, he checked the back and he smiled. Oliver.

Oliver was nearby and when he heard he was following them in seconds. He knew Traci and Gail are on the next intersections so he passed the second car and moved on to the first one. He saw them taking a quick turn. "Smart move Sammy" he muttered and headed right next to Franks car. He ran into them and pushed them out of the road to the park. He heard the other cop cars coming so he pushed his rookie out "Don't let them go."

"What?"

"They are unconscious. I think. Keep it that way until others come." and then he left, following Sam. He knew it was wrong to scare a rookie like this but it was Sam and McNally, somebody has to be there for them.

In no time he was behind them again and they stopped at the hospital. Sam, his head covered with blood, came out of the car. He didn't notice Oliver yet, all of his focus was on Andy. He bent down and lifted Andy. Oliver would never forget that moment. Sam in emotional pain, lifting a skinny unconscious wounded Andy out of his car. He looked more than hurt, bleeding from his little head wound all the way down to his neck. And Andy. She looked so small, and broken. Olivers heart stopped, looking this loving couple in such a state.

"Oliver!" Sam yelled "Get this car to Jerry. It's full of evidence." and walked into the hospital yelling for help.

Gail and Traci pulled next to Oliver. Traci ran to him "Are they okay?"

He didn't say anything.

"It's that bad?" Traci's eyes were a bit watery.

"No.." he found his voice "I think they were okay. They will be okay." he cleared his throat. "This car needs to be taken to Jerry." he turned to her.

Traci took it and ignored the blood on the wheel. Oliver said that they will be okay. She took a deep breath and drove off. Gail followed her.

Oliver parked his car and he joined Sam and McNally in the hospital.