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The police came up, then the ambulance. They wanted
to see Greg first as he was in worse condition than Sammy, but Brock wouldn’t
let them, and
Kegon
arrived to help.

Slater sat back and watched the paramedics work on
Sammy. He followed when they put her on the stretcher.

“Sir, only family can ride with us.”

Growling at the paramedic who put his hand out to
stop him, Slater ignored him and got into the truck. “Sammy is my
fiancée
. I’m not leaving her.”
 

The ambulance arrived at the hospital in record
time. Slater stayed with Sammy for as long as he was allowed. His mother and
father arrived, and his mother fretted over him and helped him worry over
Sammy. His brother Jordan came over to him in his scrubs. He told them what he
could.

“Sorry, Slater, they won’t tell me much as she’s
family. Sammy’s in the best hands though. I made sure of it.”

“Thanks, Jordan.”

They all waited in the waiting rooms for what seemed
like hours until a man in scrubs came out. Slater stood.

“Mr. Bear. We have done what we can. The bleeding at
the back of her head is worrying us and we have eased it, but with it being a
head injury we have to be careful. Samantha has been moved to recovery, and
when she’s moved to a room we will tell you and you may see her.”

Slater nodded feeling numb inside. He hoped Brock
would get everything else sorted out, so they could focus all their attention
on Sammy’s recovery. His mother’s arms wrapped around him, and he let the
warmth of her love seep into him.

“Sammy will get better. She will be fine. Sammy is
strong. She’s survived before. She’s a fighter.”

Slater knew his mother was right. Sammy was amazing.
She’d saved herself and protected Matty. She would live.
    

****

Pain was like a constant shadow. Sammy tried to pry
her eyes open several times, but every time she saw light the energy it took
her to do that one act seemed to knock her out again. Sammy knew there were
things she needed to do, people she needed to check on, but nothing seemed to
work. She fought for what felt like days trying to open her eyes and do what
she needed to do.

The searing pain radiating around her body woke her
on a moan. Sammy felt like weights were holding her down. She struggled to
break free until gentle, familiar fingers stroked her cheeks.

“Angel, calm down. You’re safe. Slater and I are
here.” At the sound of Brock’s voice she stopped her struggles.

Slowly easing her eyes open, she blinked at the
bright lights. Sammy gazed around her at the stark white walls, pausing when
she came to the window and a table filled with bunches of flowers, balloons,
and two teddy bears.
 
Slater sat on her
right and Brock on her left.

“Beautiful, you had us scared there for a while.”

Sammy moved her head to Slater, wincing at the ache
it caused her. She needed to know if she’d done what she said she would. She
didn’t know how she’d live with herself if she’d killed a man, evil or not.
“Did I kill him?”

Brock came into her vision next to Slater. “No, angel,
he’s alive.”

Sammy sighed, only to give a pitiful cry as a piercing
sharp stinging ran through her. Brock left her line of vision, and she heard
him yelling from the door.
 
Slater’s
fingers caressed her cheek. She needed to know if she was safe now. “Am I safe?
Greg can’t touch me? Will he go back to jail?”

“Oh Samantha, my love, my
beautiful mate.
Don’t worry, you are safe. Greg won’t
ever touch or come near you again. This I promise you.”

Sammy could feel the tears falling down her cheeks.
She believed Slater. She now knew she was strong enough to defend herself and
the people she loved. She’d won.

A nurse came in, pressed buttons on the machines
behind her, and then she injected something into her IV. Sammy’s pain eased,
and she felt like she was floating. Her eyes drooped, and she giggled at the
free feeling. Because she was free. She was stronger than she thought she could
ever be.
 
Thanks to her two men, Slater
and Brock, Sammy had overcome her fear of Greg and what he did to her.

A peace settled into her as she felt Brock and
Slater sit on either side of her holding her hands. “I love you two so much.
Thank you for being mine.”

Sammy had her men, and she knew she was safe.
Letting the drugs the nurse had given her take fully over she closed her eyes
and let sleep take her.

Epilogue

Slater checked they had everything one last time,
passports, luggage, and flight information.
 
He and Brock were starting back at work in a week, but before they had
to leave Sammy they’d organized a surprise for her.

Sammy had slowly healed. The bruises were now gone. She
still had aches and her head pained her, but thanks to the mate bond she’d
healed quicker and would make a one hundred percent recovery.

Brock’s mother Adele had recovered, but she’d been
so close to death it had taken all her shifter strength. Slater’s magic had
helped when he’d changed with her, but because she’d been shot so many times
and had lost so much blood it had put her out of commission for a while. Adele
was only now getting up and around.

Slater’s mother and father had stepped in helping
everyone as much as possible. Even his brothers had helped with his
restaurants, and they taught self-defense classes. Neither he nor Brock would
leave Sammy.

Brock had taken Sammy out this morning to visit
Sandy and Susie. Sammy’s friend Jane had come over and spent the morning packing
for Sammy. Jane had just left, and Sammy and Brock would be home any second he
hoped, as the limo was due to arrive soon.

Slater heard the front door open, and Sammy growled.

“I mean it, Brock. I can walk. If you don’t give me
at least breathing room, I’m going to kick your arse. For the millionth time
today, I’m fine. In fact I feel great, fan-fucking-
tastic
.”

Slater chuckled. He and Brock had learnt that Sammy
was no pushover. She knew what she wanted, and Sammy told them how she felt and
didn’t hold anything back. Sammy marched into the lounge room where he sat next
to three large suitcases.

“What is going on? Where are you going?” Sammy eyed
the suitcases before turning her gaze to him.

“You mean where are
we
going?” Slater got up and pulled Sammy into his embrace. “It’s a
surprise.” He leaned down and kissed her. Sammy melted into him wrapping her
arms around him.

 
Brock cleared
his throat. “We have to go.”

Slater let go of Sammy. “Let’s go, beautiful.” He
got two suitcases, leaving one for Brock to get, and went down the stairs.
Sammy followed close behind him.

“I haven’t packed anything. We can’t go anywhere.”

“Angel, while we were gone Jane came around and
packed,” Brock said.

“Hey, hang on. What do you mean Jan—” Sammy broke
off as she saw the Hummer limo sat out the front.
 
“Oh. My.
God.”
She
squealed and ran to the door, opened it and got in.

“Well, I guess she’s excited.” Brock laughed.

They put the luggage in the boot and got in with
Sammy. She bounced around the lavish leather interior.

“I always wanted to have a go in one of these. They
are so cool.”

Slater couldn’t keep the grin off his face as he watched
Sammy in her excitement. The car started down their driveway, and Sammy’s eyes
were lit up like a kid in a candy store.

The fifty-five minute drive to the airport was
filled with Sammy begging them to tell her where they were going. When they got
out at international Sammy’s eyes became as big as saucers.

First class had no line, so they walked straight up
and Slater gave them what they needed. Sammy handed her passport over. The
luggage was taken, and they received their boarding passes. Slater grabbed the
tickets, and they walked through security and down to the terminal. Sammy was
quiet as she took everything in.

The three of them sat at their gate, and Sammy
fidgeted between them. “I can’t believe you did this. How did you organize
this?
 
You two barely leave my side.”

Slater kissed her, lingering on her lips. “We had
help. Brock and I wanted to do something special with you before we had to go
back to work.”

“Thank you.”

The hour wait passed quickly as Sammy told him about
Susie’s and Sammy’s babies. The call came over that they could board. Slater
loved watching Sammy as she was alight with happiness as she boarded and took
her seat. Brock sat next to her, and Slater sat behind them.
 

The almost four hour flight seemed shorter as Sammy
babbled on excitedly. First class was the first to get off, and the flight
attendant said as they left, “I hope you enjoy your time in Vanuatu.”

****

Sammy couldn’t believe what her men had done for
her. They’d arrived in sunny Vanuatu, and she now stared at the bungalow on the
water, which Slater was opening the door to. She was speechless at the beauty
around her. Almost pure white sand and crystal blue water surrounded her. Lush
green gardens were back on the land behind her. Sammy was in heaven.

She followed Slater into the bungalow to see the
floor covered in roses.
 
Her heart beat
so fast she swore it would beat out of her chest.
 
The bed was covered in a blanket of red rose
petals, and she turned to see both her men standing beside each other watching
her.

Sammy felt the tears sliding down her cheeks. “You
two did this for me?”

They both nodded, and she took a step back in shock as
they both got down on one knee and Brock held out a small box.

“Samantha Gardner, will you do us the honor of
becoming our wife?” Slater said.
 

Brock opened the box, and a huge diamond sat in the
middle of two smaller ones.

Sammy looked at her two men and knew without a doubt
she couldn’t ever live without them. Throwing herself at Slater and Brock she
screamed at the top of her lungs, “Yes. Yes, I will marry you two. I love you.
I love you so much.”
 

Sammy covered her men in kisses. She felt happier
than she ever had in her life. Sammy knew with Slater and Brock by her side she
could conquer anything.

The
End

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