TheClosetKidnapper

Louis I'm released from work and allowed to go home. I head back to my apartment and find Sam curled up on the couch, asleep. Flashing a smile, I drape ...

Mark I smile and kiss her, chuckling.

Louis Sam is let go and I let go a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding, finally able to focus on my work.

Mark I smile and look at her, "You are too."

Louis I listen to Sam's sob story and wonder why she didn't become a con artist instead of a thief.

Mark I nod and set everything on the coffee table, kissing her forehead.

Louis I watch as Sam heads through the metal detector and cringe when they lead her out of my sight. "Gotta hunch, rookie?" an older officer asks, standing behind me. ...

Mark I find the Advil and bring a bottled water back to her, uncapping it and handing everything over.

Louis I get to my desk-thing and sit down with a mug of coffee, hoping that I don't get called out before Sam is taken out.

Mark I nod and sit up, slipping from under her and heading to find some.

Louis I see her being led into the police station and swear, heading home and changing into my uniform. Ready, I head into work and make eye contact with Sam, ...

Mark "You want some medicine?" I ask, kissing her forehead.

Louis I wake the next morning and Sam is not back. Sighing, I dress and set out to look for her.

Mark I shrug and sigh, smiling, "I don't know. What do you want to do?"

Louis I wake and find Sam gone. Deciding that I'm not her personal guard dog, I shurg it off and fall back asleep. She'll be back...maybe.