VFC Comeback

Chap 4 "Bombing"

Drew's POV
I woke up at seven the next morning and got ready. By right fifteen, everyone was ready but Sam. "Hey Sam!" I called up the stairs. "You better hurry it up if you don't wanna be late."
"I'm almost done," Sam replied. She walked down the stairs in a while different outfit than I thought. She must've noticed my facial expression. "What?" She looked at her outfit. "Is there something wrong with that I'm wearing? I don't wear this dress often but you can't say you've never seen me in a dress before."

"Why are you wearing cowgirl boots?" I asked. She put on her denim jacket and that covered her badge and gun. "Sam, you're not a teenage girl anymore."
"Hey, to be a detective, I gotta play the part," Sam smiled. "Be ready for anything."
"Alright " I nodded. "Everyone, into the van." We got into the van and I drove is to the police station. "Go on, Sam. We'll be right here."
"Okay," Sam sighed. "I'll be back." Sam got out and walked inside. About five minutes, she walked back out to us. "Uhm, you guys can come inside." We followed Sam inside the station. "Guys, this is Agents Derek Morgan, Jennifer JJ Jareau, Dr. Spencer Reid, David Rossi, the unit chief Aaron Hotchner, and the TA on the screen is Penelope Garcia." I looked at her. "Agents, these are the guys David, Blake, Jayk, Drew, and TC."
"When you said boys, I thought you were talking about kids," Morgan replied.
"That's what I thought," JJ nodded.
"You called us boys?" I asked.
"Yes, I did," Sam nodded as she looked at me. "That's my big brother."
"So, from your file," Hotch sighed. We walked into a conference room and sat down. "You were on visits from city to city and even traveled to a different country with a band." Hotch looked at us. "I assume this is the band."
"This is the second band I traveled with," Sam nodded. "The first one was Varsity fanclub, but they disbanded in 2012."
"We didn't bring you here to discuss the travel, which is still a lot of traveling for ten years," Rossi replied. "The recommendation letter that your captain wrote us. Why did he say to wait a couple of months?"
"Because I'm going to go on tour with them for four months," Sam sighed. "I figured if I'm going to take the job with the FBI, I'm going to spend the last vacation days with my family." She looked at us. "Spend time with my brother and his friends until I have to stay in a different city, permanently."
"Wait, different city?" Blake asked. "Which city would that be?"
"We're located in Quantico," JJ replied. "Virginia."
"No one mentioned they were living to the east coast," Blake looked at her. "You moved to LA for a reason."
"Because I was being dragged city to city with Drew and his band. I know the LA offices won't accept me," Sam replied. "The only reason why I stayed so long was because I was afraid that if I left, Drew would be down in guilt thinking where did he go wrong raising me." I looked at her. "Drew, you were the best big brother anyone could ask for. You spent ten years raising me on tour. I'm now twenty two. I need to go out on my own."
"What happened to home is you?" I asked.
"If out makes any of you feel any better, I'll move with her to Virginia," David offered.
"Now you two silly friends can bond," Jayk smiled.
"Would someone please tell me what's going on?" Blake asked.
"I'm focusing on my career like you told me to," Sam looked at Blake. "Like we talked about. I told you no matter what we're in each other's hearts."
The building started shaking. "Oh great, Blake," I sighed. "You caused another earthquake."
"What's going on?" Hotch asked as an officer stuck his head into the room.
"There was an explosion at the gas station four blocks from here," the officer replied. "It's just inching closer and closer to the station."
"What?" Sam asked.
Sam ran out. "Sam!" I called. We all follow her, including the FBI agent. We stopped after we got outside. We saw all the smoke. "Oh my god."
A guy walked towards us with the bomb strapped onto him. He held a detonator. Sam withdrew her gun. "Hey, I don't want to have to shoot you, sir," Sam replied as she aimed. "Put the Detonator down and back away from the premises." She looked at the guy. "JJ, get the guys inside, please."
"Come on," JJ took us inside. I resisted but Morgan manage to get me inside the building. We went to one of the interrogation rooms. "You do know what she's doing, right?"
"Sacrificing herself," I responded. "That's what it seems like she's doing."
"She's actually proving to Hotch that she is worthy enough to work with us," JJ nodded. "The little argument between her and Blake kind of made him a bit iffy about letting her in to work with us."
"Great going, Blake," I looked at him. "Why not just trust Sam with David? You know they're the best of friends."
"Yeah, man," David nodded. "I'll take care of her just like I have for 6 years when we were on tour together."
"You guys are musicians, right?" JJ asked. "Can I hear a few bars?"
"Hit the ground!" Sam yelled as she ran in. We all hit the floor as Sam and JJ through the table to block the door. They had their backs to it and cover their heads. There was a huge explosion. Glass and debris was shattered into the enclosed room. The explosion finally subsided after a few minutes. "Ah." We got up coffee and it was a bit foggy with all the dust and debris trying to settle. "JJ?" I saw him sitting next to JJ. "You alright?"
"I'm fine," JJ sighed. "You?"
"I'll be okay," Sam sighed. She looked at me. "I just saved your lives."
"What about the team?" JJ asked.
"They took cover," Sam nodded. "Morgan was the one who told me to come and tell you guys to take cover." She looked at me. "If JJ and I hadn't thrown the table over, some of you would have the shrapnel in you."
"How'd you know the table would cover us from the blast?" I asked.
"Metal object," Sam knocked on it. "If it was wood, JJ and I would probably have splinters because not as strong." I looked at her. "I did go to school to learn this stuff, Drew."
We went to the FBI headquarters that was located in Vegas. "So, what do we do?" I asked.
"Sam," Hotch pulled her from the room.
Sam left. "How about those bars?" JJ asked.
"We don't seem without Sam,"I nodded.
Sam walked back in. "Now you can," JJ smiled.
Sam looked at us. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"You guys are going to have to find a new girl to take my place," she sighed. "Not like you guys are because I got the job!"
"You got the position?" JJ asked.
"Yeah," Sam smiled. "After the tour, I am officially going to be a SSA Agent."
"I'm happy for you, sis," I smiled as we hug. "I'm going to miss you stealing my jackets."
"Hey, I'll be stealing your jackets when you come and visit," Sam smiled.
"Yeah, in the meantime should be stealing mine," David nodded.
"If I'm cold," Sam smiled. "Blake's going to pack me some of his clothes." Blake smiled. "He always does. Now, what about me?"
"I was telling JJ that we don't ever sing without you," I replied. "Tell her that's true." Sam looked at me. "Don't look at me like that. You know that we don't sing without you, ever. That's a fact."
"I don't know," Sam shrugged.
"The only time we sing without you is during concerts," I replied. "That's the only time."
"Well, I do have one question," Morgan walked in. "Hotch wants to know if you could drive?"
"There's a reason why I have my license," Sam replied confusingly. "Of course I could drive. I kind of needed in order to get the job as a detective."
"No, not that kind of drive," Morgan nodded. "In one of your case files, it said that you were involved in a group of race drivers? We wanted to know if you know how to street race."
"My sister barely goes five miles over the speed limit," I replied. "There's no way that-"
"Yes," Sam replied. "In order to have gotten to be a part of the team when I was undercover, I had to win a race. I won that race."
Morgan left. "I never knew you were undercover," I looked at her. "You're a very good actress to have hidden that from us."