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Andy

I feel like I've been in here for days even though I'm sure it's only been a few hours. I'm hot and sweaty, plus I have to pee really badly. Hope these idiots at least think to let me have a bathroom break. I mean they really don't plan to leave me here until Nick finally finds me right?

I feel panic slowly creeping up on me but I refuse to give in; I can't afford to start panicking. I have to think smart and not wait to be rescued.

I still haven't managed to get my hands free or my blindfold removed. I tried everything I could but my hands seem to be tied pretty tightly. But this doesn't mean I'm quitting. The minute the door opens I'm going to be prepared to attack. The blindfold isn't that thick, so I can see faint amount of light and make out obvious shadows.

I've pretty much learned the inside of this truck as well as I can and I haven't even found one object I can use as a weapon. Once again I'm thankful they didn't tie my feet together as well.

As I'm pacing back and forth in the little space I have, I hear the noise of the door lifting up. My whole body tenses and I get ready to act.

I move closer to the light and I can make out a faint outline, it looks like a person so I quickly act by kicking at the person. I feel triumph when I realize my foot connected with something and that something has moved out of my sight.

Then I hear someone start to laugh. What the hell is going on? Maybe I acted too quickly, there's obviously more than one person.

"Oh shit Andy. Here I am to get you out and you go and kick me."

Wait, that's Nick. Oops I kicked Nick. How the hell did he find me and so quickly? Even though it felt like I had been in this truck forever, I expected it would take Nick a really long time to get to me.

A pair of hands grabbed me and helped me down. My blindfold gets removed and I looked to see Nick lying on the floor clutching his right eye. Oh man I kicked Nick in the eye.

But I look to see who helped me down and is still holding onto me, I see its Connor, who is holding a shotgun and has an amused look on his face.

"Hoping it was me weren't you Andy. Too bad it's your precious Nicky you ended up hurting"

He starts laughing again and I'm so annoyed. I really wish it was him I had kicked.

Connor then gets a serious look on his face and signals to a couple of his guys that was standing around. They quickly grab Nick up and Connor points the shotgun at him as he drags me closer to him.

"What the hell is going on Connor? You said I find the shipment and you'd let Andy go."

"Well you see the thing is you found that shipment too quickly. This makes me suspicious. I never trusted you from the beginning and now I'm starting to believe that you guys really did steal that shipment, otherwise you wouldn't have found it so quickly."

"Look man, James was just really dumb about where he stashed the stolen goods. I just happened to be smarter than him and knew where to look. We did what you asked, now just let us go."

"Nah man. Way too suspicious. I'm holding onto you two until I've talked to the Boss. I've been trying to get in touch with him and Dave, but no one's picking up. After I've locked you both up here I'm gonna head over to the restaurant for the meeting. I've got a bad feeling about this."

He starts dragging me along with him, while his goons bring Nick along behind us. He heads to the warehouse that's located in the lot.

He takes me to the right while Nick is taken to the left. This can't be happening. I wonder if Nick had time to get in touch with Jon and the others. Nick must've come with some sort of backup or he's got to be wired.

I tell Connor I gotta use the restroom and he reluctantly unties my hands and leads me to the bathroom. He makes me leave the door open which is so embarrassing but there's nothing I can do about it.

After I'm finished he takes me to a small room and pushes me onto a chair. There's nothing much in the room, an old metal desk and the chair I'm sitting on. It's barely got any light, there's only a faint yellow light coming from the one bulb in the room, which makes the room look creepier.

"Look Connor you got this all wrong. We had nothing to do with the stolen shipment. Just take us along with you to the meeting and we'll explain everything to the Boss. If not both of us, take at least one of us with you."

"No can do. I don't trust either of you. And I rather have you two stashed away some place you guys can't escape. My guys will keep guard while I head out. Once I've figured out what's going on, I'll decide what to do with you guys."

With that he leaves and locks the door behind him. I start banging on the door and screaming to let us go! I can't believe this. I need to get out of here. I start searching through the drawers of the old desk. But there's nothing in there. There's a very small window with rusted bars and I realize that if I can break off a piece, maybe I can use it to open the door somehow.

I manage to break of a piece the size of a hair pin and I run over to the door. Sam had once taught me how to pick a lock using a paperclip and now I just have to remember the exact steps.

My palms are sweaty and I keep dropping the little piece of metal. This is so frustrating. I'm so close and I can't even keep my hands steady. As I try for the hundredth time, I hear gunshots. That's not a sound I wanna hear. I don't know if it's the good guys or the bad. But something is definitely going on out there. I give the lock another try and hallelujah I finally manage to get it open. I quickly wrench the door open and I start heading to the side of the building I think Nick has been stashed. But I tell myself to slow down, I don't know where the gun fight is taking place and I need to be careful. The building is dark and there are shadows moving everywhere, I'm so tired as well. As I round the corner I walk smack dab into someone.

I start to attack when my wrists are grabbed together and I hear Chris say "Whoa there Andy, calm down, it's me Chris. Dov is right behind me."

I look to see Dov and Chris and boy have I never been so happy to see them. I quickly let them know that Nick is somewhere on the other side of the building. I tell them I haven't run into anyone else either.

With Chris leading the way and Dov behind me we start moving quickly toward the other side of the building, we start checking every door we see but there's no one in any of them. Where the hell is Nick? The gunshots are louder now and I realize this is where the action is taking place. In the dark I can make out shadows of people moving quickly and it looks like bodies are strewn all over the floor. I wonder if the guys standing are good or bad.

They appear to be good guys since Chris is making his way over to them. As I get closer I see its Oliver and some unfamiliar female officer. The nametag reads 'Cruz'.

Oliver quickly grabs me and hugs me saying he's glad I'm ok. I tell them we need to find Nick. The gunshots have stopped and all there is silence. As we start making our way deeper into the building we see another group of dark figures and then we hear someone shout out "all clear". As I start moving towards that group I hear someone calling out my name. I realize it's Nick and I run to the figure that has broken away from the group. We reach other and just grab onto to each other is a tight hug. I'm so relieved that he's fine. I whisper to him that I'm sorry about kicking him in the eyes and he laughs. As I look up I realize that someone has managed to rig some lights up and the place is much brighter looking. I also a find a pair of dark eyes watching me before he turns away to talk to some officer behind him. Sam.

Before I even have time to react to seeing Sam, I'm bombarded by Traci, Chris and Dov. They all quickly give Nick and I hugs. Boy am I happy to see my friends. At that moment I realize how much I've missed them.

Most of Connor's guys and Connor are dead. From the body count it looks like there was one hell of a gun fight. Nick quickly fills me in on what has happened since I got taken. I'm so relieved to know they've arrested the Boss, who turned out to be a guy named Roberto Cardera. It seems most of their operation has been crippled and will soon be gone.

Nick and I are quickly separated from our friends at 15 by Foster and O'Neil who wants to get us debriefed before the night is over. We're put in a car and driven back to 15, where a medic gives us a quick exam. I still have a lingering headache and Nick's eye needs to be taken care of. We give our full statements to the Dakota guys and it took us over two hours to get through it all. Once we're done all I want to do is take a shower.

It felt so good to be back even though I've been dreading it. Sitting in one of the interrogation rooms I heard a group of officers passing by (it was Dov, Chris, Gail, Traci, Oliver and that lady Cruz) and Dov was saying "Life is coursing through my veins right now. I just want to hold someone. Celebration sex?"

I had to laugh, so typical of Dov. I really missed his goofy silly self. I've missed them all. I hope Traci isn't terribly upset with me for leaving without a word. And Sam, I don't even know what to think with Sam. I'll leave the whole Sam situation for another day. I shower quickly and head to find Nick. It's seems everyone else has gone for the day. I figured we'd grab dinner together before heading home. But I definitely don't want to head to the Penny.

As I leave the locker room I see Nick standing there, as I start walking faster I see Gail come out of the room next to him. She looks at him and holy shit the next thing I know she reaches back and punches Nick in his left eye. Then she just walks away. I hear Nick say "at least it's my good eye" as he watches her leave. I reach him and I have to laugh. He's gotten hit in each eye by a different woman all in one day.

Nick and I have the next few days off. We also have to meet with a counselor to decompress everything we faced while UC. I can use the next few days off to prepare myself to be back at 15. Maybe I'll convince Traci to come out hang out with me. I've missed her the most. I wonder how she's been handling everything. I feel slight bit guilty for running off while she was still grieving but I really needed to get away.

This all can be dealt with tomorrow. I'll probably sleep all day and then head over to the Penny in the evening. It actually feels good to be home.