The limo pulled out and Sam waited a few moments before following, she needed all of her focus tonight because the letter had indicated that the attack against Carly would happen very soon. As expected a few blocks away from the restaurant the limo picked up a tail. So Sam pulled out her phone and called Richard, whom was currently driving the limo, a safety measure Sam had suggested.

"Richard I need you to keep your eyes open when you go into the restaurant, you've got a tail...No listen just relax I have this covered, act normal, and stay near Carly at all times." With that she shut her phone, she wasn't in the mood to play 20 questions and if he was smart Richard would do as told. They pulled into the restaurant the car following the limo and Sam following the car. Thankfully Richard did as told and acted normally letting Carly out and taking her into the restaurant smoothly. Sam slowly got out of her car and went into the restaurant as well, keeping her distance from Carly and Richard but always keeping them in sight.

Carly had heard half of the frantic phone conversation and was beyond nervous. She chatted with Richard throughout dinner and could tell he was as nervous as she was. Slowly she looked around the restaurant so as not to be to conspicuous, spotting her target she softly smiled feeling safer at the mere sight of the woman. Sam had been watching them all night and was never in the same spot she was before, keeping Carly constantly looking for her protector. Richard noticed this and was pleased that she trusted Sam as much as she did. When dinner was finally finished Richard called Sam to inform her and she went out with them acting as though they had finished dinner at the same time. The limo was parked past the car that had been following them, the driver had not moved until now. He slid out of his car, Sam keeping herself in front of Carly at all times eyed him up and down. She turned pretending she had dropped something, and while she was on her knees looking she spoke,

"Richard, take Carly and go straight to the limo, no matter what you hear do not look back at me, you go STRAIGHT to the limo and leave do you understand?" she whispered so just they could hear her. Before they could say anything back she stood back up, "Ah found them, thank you for helping me!" she said as she turned back around and kept walking.

This couldn't get to ugly in front of Carly or he could pull the small pistol Sam had spotted strapped to his hip, and that was something she didn't need. She walked up to the man and started,

"You really ought to skip dinner, that place was terrible!" She bellowed trying to get his attention and start a slight conversation as Carly and Richard made their way to the limo. "Just horrible service and there food was disgusting!" They were almost there when the man finally snapped, "FINE I won't eat here! Just shut up!" he looked over at Carly who had made the mistake of looking at Sam to make sure she was alright, the man saw the interaction and reached for his pistol.

"Touch it and I'll kill you right here and right now." Sam whispered as the man, slightly stunned, froze. "I'm not going to hurt you unless it is needed," she remained calm as she spoke. Richard had shoved Carly into the car and as they drove by she felt completely helpless watching this man twice Sam's size reach for a pistol under his now open jacket.

She hadn't meant to look back, hadn't meant to lock eyes with Sam, and hadn't meant for her heart to ache when the man flashed a pistol and was reaching for it. 'I can't just leave her there, I have to do something, and this entire thing is my fault. If anything happens to her I swear I'll never forgive myself'

"Richard please…just park somewhere close by, I need to know she is going to be okay." Carly begged him, but to no avail. He kept driving and Carly crawled up to the front with him, seeing him with small tears in his eyes she was silent.

"She can take care of herself Carly," he said hoarsely, "she spoke to me before, and she told me that no matter what she asked, I needed to do it with no questions asked, that everything was for your safety. I think she will be alright, but tonight just kind of made everything so real. You know? I really don't want anything to ever happen to you." He said solemnly.

"That doesn't mean I'm not going to worry about her…I need to…" Carly felt hot tears flow free from behind her eyes; "I need to do something…" she choked out. Richard wrapped his arm around Carly as they drove back to her temporary home that was her trailer. As she exited the car she shut the door and whispered to herself,

"This is all my fault…" Heading inside her tears started to flow freely, all of this becoming to real. She lay out on her bed and cried, because she hated not knowing, hated not being able to see Sam right at this second, hated thinking she might not be able to again. 'You shouldn't be this dramatic Carly' she thought to herself, but that didn't stop the tears from flowing. 'You should have just cancelled dinner…then none of this would have happened' she kept brutally blaming herself for everything.

Back at the restaurant the man had recovered from his shock, and with that came stupidity apparently. He reached for his gun and Sam was suddenly behind him and his arm began searing with pain. She had sliced him with a knife, but when had she done it? He hadn't even seen her move and now he placed his hand on his now empty holster. Turning to fist fight he received a well aimed cross cut that cracked him right in the jaw. Howling in pain the man could only watch as Sam took his injured arm and twisted it painfully backwards, making the gash open more and bleed profusely.

"Shut up or I'll make sure you lose this arm forever." Sam threatened; a deadly look in her eyes caused the man to silence all but some soft groans.

"Now who do you work for?" Sam said her voice cold and heartless.

"Who said I work for anybody?" The man retorted. Sam smirked and kicked the back of the man's knee causing him to place all his weight on the abnormally twisted arm. His eyes began to water and he bit his lip hard enough to make it bleed. Sam wasn't into playing games and she wanted him to understand that quickly.

"His name is Rex Altorie, and I can't tell you where he is he only called and all he said was that I get the girl and he would give me $85,000, look I've got a wife and little girl and I needed the money for them, I wasn't going to hurt her or anything…" He started pleading, Sam was merciful and let go of his arm unloading his pistol and taking the entire thing apart throwing it in all different directions. As the man analyzed his arm he looked over at Sam and whispered,

"I'm so sorry, he didn't tell me she had a bodyguard, and I really do need the money." At that Sam glared at him, causing him to take a few steps back.

"And if she hadn't had one, what would you have done? Given her to the creep who was going to rape and murder her?!" Sam stepped forward her knife sliding out of its sheath against her wrist, ready to tear him apart. Then she had another thought, "Take me to where you live," she whispered, "Or I'll make sure your family finds you in pieces." The man's eyes watered and he handed her the keys, confusion coloring his face.

"Please…please don't hurt my family…" he cried, not knowing what else to do.

"I'm not going to hurt them, why are you giving me these?" Sam dangled the keys from her finger, slightly confused, but not letting it show.

"I want you to know I'm legit and am not going to play any tricks. I'm just begging you now…don't hurt my family." He pleaded with her not knowing how to react to the woman of steel in front of him. With that he went to the passenger's side of his car. Sam threw the keys inside and told him to start it, he did as told and when nothing blew up she slid in and they left.