With a little help from my friends *possible NSFW**Closed to Sara*

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Jessie groaned, her instincts to reach for the lump on her head. Unfortunately the chains holding her upright made that impossible. She slowly opened her eyes, blurry vision slowly revealing what looked to be a prison cell. Her throat was bone dry, as she turned her head revealing some equipment Jessie was unfortunately too familiar with. Apparently they'd figured out that she wasn't a buyer, but an undercover cop. She lowered her head, awaiting her fate. This gang had already tortured and killed several cops, so her odds and fate weren't looking all that good. That didn't stop her from trying to glare at whoever it was coming into her cell.

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Meanwhile in a unmarked black van a few blocks away...

You lost them? How did -

"We're in the warehouse district sir and you know what a maze it can be over here at time. We'll find her again, don't worry" Matthews told their commanding officer, Skip Adams, through their video communications.

What's your course of action?

"Lieutenant Stone will be going from rooftop to rooftop to see if there's any way of getting a visual as to what's going on in these buildings. We've eliminated about 3 of them as they are legitimate business that are still functioning, so that leaves us with 4" Scott explained

And you know once you've discovered them and made sure Lt Cmdr Reynolds is safe, call backup and get it all shut down. We've trailed these rats enough and it's time to trap and drown them! Adams, out And the screen went black as Scott sighed closing the laptop before hearing a beep on his phone. "Martinez here"

I've found them. They're in the 4th building. I don't see Reynolds though - over

"How many's in the building? - over" Scott asked, a bit concerned when he heard he hadn't found Jessie, even though they'd clearly seen her leave with the suspect.

From the ones I can see, there's about 20 - 25 - and firepower strong - over

"Damn" Scott sighed looking at Lamont. He really wanted to go ahead and call backup, but he needed confirmation about Jessie first before they did anything to hopefully make sure she wasn't being put in further danger.

"What's wrong?" Lamont asked sipping at his soda. "Is it too much for us to deal with?"

"Yeah by ourselves, definitely. And there's no visual on Reynolds either" Scott sighed. "Stone, get a visual on Reynolds before returning - over"

I'll try but no promise. Visual is limited here - over

Scott sat down the phone as he shook his head. 'Jessie where the heck are you?'

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Jessie groaned, watching the other two leave, leaving her with Harper.

"You sonuvabitch. How long have you been working both sides?" Jessie asked, furious.

"Like you don't know. Nothing personal, Reynolds. You should feel lucky, though. I wanted to kill you years back." Harper said, getting a growl from her. She jerked more on those chains, her head tilting back.

"You understand you're a dead man, don't you?" Jessie asked, getting a laugh, as the man landed a kick to her stomach.

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"Oh please. You can't stop us - no one can!" he laughed manically as he looked over her bruised formed. "Heh...you look nice like this. Guess all your military and wrestling training didn't do you a damned bit of good considering you couldn't tell when you were getting into a trap, stupid bitch. Not as smart as you think you are"

A hidden figure made its way through the shadows, making sure to stay out of visual from the leftover guards still stationed with the other members taking care of their other deal as they got close to where they heard grunts and groans of the female prisoner.

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"Fuck you. Only mistake I made was trusting you. But trust me....I'll be correcting that shortly." Jessie said, with faith she didn't have that she would. In all likelihood, she was dreaming. She'd be executed. But be damned if she was gonna give that fucker the satisfaction of hearing it. Jessie cried out again, as she ate another boot. She wasn't all that surprised to see him pull out a knife, running the back of the blade along her face. She didn't flinch.

"You really are one stupid bitch, aren't you?" Harper said, laughing, as he inserted the tip into her upper chest, dragging it just deep enough to hurt, "I'm going to enjoy cutting your bitch ass up after they get done with you." He said, his eyes meeting Jessie's thousand yard stare ones.

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Just then, Harper stopped laughing as he fell forward, a dagger in his back and a shadowed figure dressed in black behind him as they signaled for Jessie to remain quiet as they got her down from the chains quietly, switching her and Harper's positions and they handed her a second cloak they were carrying with them.

"Go behind those crates and do not move until I come back for you" they instructed her before vanishing like a ghost.

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Jessie stayed silent, not sure if what she was seeing was real or not. But she followed the instructions, staying behind the crates, entirely too out of it to do anything else. She layed back against the crates, breathing hard and trying to keep herself out of sight. She covered herself with the cloak, and closed her eyes, more or less waiting to find out her fate.

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Just then, explosions began to rock the warehouse as yells and gunshots were all around and smoke began to fill the air

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Jessie cringed, as the explosions went off. She leaned against the back wall, watching the flurry of activity and listening to the barrage of bullets falling like hail. Jessie stayed put, sure whoever told her to was part of the explosions going off. She sent up a silent prayer for all of their safety, and the bad guys not to win.

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Meanwhile, the police squads were pulling up outside, setting up barricades and everything when they heard the shots and saw the smoke.

"What the fuck?! I told them - " Captain Adams picked up his phone to call the other officers, just as Martinez fell into step.

"Sir, did you order this strike? We didn't -"

Adams looked seeing Martinez and Stone there looking bewildered as he was.

"What the hell?! If you two are out here, then who -?"

"It wasn't any of us sir. Stone was on his way back to give us an update when we heard the noise. Why are you here?"

"We received an anonymous tip that there was a weapons and drug deal going on here" the captain explained.

"Anyways, lets move out!" Adams commanded the rest of the squad as they went in, arms bared.

Meanwhile, in the midst of that confusion, someone tapped Jessie's shoulder "Jessie, come on. We've got to go" but it would be someone she wasn't expecting to see...

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Jessie turned at that tap, her eyes widening. She didn't say the name, knowing enough not to, but nodded, following her out. When they were safe, it would be another story, but right now other things took precedent.

"I'll...try to keep up." Jessie said, nodding at her, as they made their way outside among the smoke and gunfire. She couldn't believe that it was Sara that saved her ass. She wanted to kiss her. Hug her and cry. Do something. But right now, there were much bigger things to worry about.

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She smiled at her taking her by her hand as she made sure they stayed out of crossfire of things before she yelled an order in a foreign language as another series of explosions rocked the inside of the structure as she pushed Jessie out a side door before leading her towards the building next door watching from around the corner as the cops came rushing in, taking control of the scene before she turned to Jessie to check her out.

No, this wasn't the normal Sara Jessie knew; this was the TRUE Sara.

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Jessie had seen Sara undercover many times. She knew well that Sara could handle her own. But she'd never seen Sara like this. She didn't even know she could speak a foreign language.

"Sara?" Jessie asked, almost in a whisper as Sara looked her over. She was bruised and bloddied, that tended to happen when you got worked over. Jessie gave that hand a tight squeeze. She wanted to hug her and weep. But right now, she was taking her cues from Sara. The last thing she would do is anything to expose her.

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"I had to see you at least once, but you can't stay with me; your partners are going to want to know what happened to you if they don't see you." She said caressing her face gently, trying not to hit any sore spots. "Trust me, when I saw that bastard put his hands on you, I wanted nothing more than to throw my bo through him and sling him across the room, but stabbing him was just as good"

The look in her eyes was different, even if she may have sounded the same. Jessie was never supposed to see her like this.

"Listen to me. My group has been following this organization for a while, so our being here the same as your group is coincidental, ok? If they ask you what happened, just tell them the chain broke due to the explosion and you fell, ok?" she stood up as she looked to see one of her members standing nearby as she moved to leave.

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Jessie leaned into that touch, tears running down her face, and nodded. She'd cover for Sara however she needed to. She knew Sara couldn't stay, as much as she wanted her to. She nodded, trying to wink and not sob, and got up staggering back into the alley.

"Reynolds! There she is, chief...." She heard one of the MP's say, and fell to the ground too exhausted to move.

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Sara watched from above the adjacent rooftop as the MP's and other cops tended to Jessie as a lone tear flowed down her cheek, but she quickly wiped it away as she headed off with the rest of her group. Their mission accomplished.

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It was several weeks later when Jessie was finally allowed to return home. She'd done exactly what Sara had asked her to do. She said the chains broke when the first explosion went off, and it was her own partner that was the leak. Despite all of that, she was put on medical leave until the case could be reviewed by internal affairs. Jessie didn't care, especially since she was still fairly banged up and needed the break anyway.

She still couldn't believe that was Sara. She moved like a ninja, practically soundless. And she was deadly accurate, luckily for Jessie. But she still had fifty million questions.

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A silent figure stood a few feet away from her front door, debating in her head while she held the small 'get well soon' teddy bear and a small bouquet of wildflowers in her hands. She shook her head, making up her mind as she marched up to the door and knocked on it.

She really shouldn't be here...

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Hearing a knock at the door, Jessie got up. She hobbled to the door, still a bit stiff. Opening it without checking, her jaw dropped, seeing Sara.

"Hey, beautiful." Jessie said, her voice soft, as she stepped back to let her in, "You're not getting in trouble, are you?" Jessie asked, a little worried, before shutting the door. With it closed, she hugged Sara tightly, trying not to cry.

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Sara was glad to see Jessie recovering, although not fully recovered, even though it had been a couple of months but her injuries were pretty extensive. Had she not gotten there when she did...ok that thought's not crossing her mind, nope!

She followed Jessie inside as she hugged her back. "Be careful. I don't want you to reinjure yourself" she smiled kissing the top of her head.

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Jessie groaned, shaking her head.

"I don't care. I wouldn't even be here without you." Jessie said, still not letting her go. When she finally did, she kissed Sara softly. She led her to the living room, motioning to her couch.

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Sara followed her as she sat down on the couch. "How are you doing?" she asked, taking her hands in hers, stroking her thumbs along the tops of them as she observed her face. She had a pretty good idea of what she wanted to say, but she just hoped she wouldn't be disappointed with the answer.

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Jessie sighed, squeezing the hands holding hers back.

"I'm doing OK. I'm still really stiff because I was chained up there for quite a while. My ribs are bruised, so I've got to be a little careful with lifting and moving too quickly. Other than that and bruises, I'm OK. Thanks to you," Jessie looked deep into her eyes, "Thank you. I owe you my life." Jessie said, as fact.

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Sara nodded listening to her. "I'm glad you're doing better. I figured you'd be out of action for some time from those injuries. Did you have to have any surgery?"

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Jessie sighed, considering how to tell her.

"Not exactly. They had to pop my shoulders back into joint, and they did a muscle fusion surgery to help with that. But that's mostly healed now." Unless you counted it for the stiffness Jessie moved with, "If you hadn't shown up, it would've been a lot worse." Jessie said, shaking her head, "I don't know how, but you seem to know when I'm in trouble." Jessie said, her voice soft.

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Sara listened carefully to her explanation before pulling her hands back as she folded them in her lap. "That's good. Not really. I wasn't expecting to see you. As I told you, I was on assignment" Sara said, her voice suddenly serious. "You being there was complete coincidence. I have no idea what you've been up to these last couple of years."