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A/N: okay so trying something new, never done an epilogue before so let me know what you think! And what you think about my way of wrapping this one up.

*This one's for brithand, coz you wanted to see the little Sammy's & Andy's in the Fallen, sorry it's a story late, & not exactly as you imagined, but here goes-

Epilogue.

The silence echoed through the cemetery as Oliver walked slowly towards the huddled figure resting on the grass, basking in the warm sunshine as it filtered down on the rows of neatly packed tombstones.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, a hand moved to brush the tears that fell from her dark eyes as the other hand moved to run through her long, rich brown hair.

"Hey kiddo".

"Uncle Ollie, how did you know I was here?"

She looked so much like her mother in that moment; Oliver's heart broke at the memories of once seeing Andy look the same as Sammy did now.

"It wasn't that hard, Brandon called and asked if we'd seen you, said you had a fight and took off".

Sammy nodded and tried to wield a weak smile as more tears misted her eyes.

"I made a mistake, and I don't know how to fix it". She whispered as she stood up to let herself be drawn into a tight hug.

"Honey we all make mistakes, it's part of growing up, there's nothing that can't be fixed, look at them". Oliver nodded towards the two grey tombstones resting side by side as his mind drifted back to thirty years ago and the day Sammy met his match when he met Andy McNally. He had brief glimpses of their relationship as if flourished and blossomed over the years, Jerry's death and how badly it affected Sam, scaring him to such an extent that he closed himself off and backed away from Andy, nearly ripping them apart.

He remembered Sam and Andy getting it together after that, and that this time they were truly happy, and together. He reflected over how Sam had taken over Jerry's spot and Andy thrived as a street cop, he remembered the night Sam called him at something like two Am when they were stuck in another blackout and Sam proposed to Andy and she said yes, he just blurted it out while they were sitting in the lounge surrounded by candles, and had to share the news. He remembered their wedding day, Andy never looking more beautiful than she had when she walked down the aisle towards him and Sam waiting at the front of the chapel. The memories of Sam proposing a toast at the Penny to Andy the day she told him she was pregnant flickered through his mind, as did the day Andy went into labour and the Smile Sam had on his face when he first introduced them all to his daughter- Samantha Claire Swarek, also known as Sammy. The happy memories flowed into sad ones as the images of a late night knock on his door revealed the tear stained cheeks of his former rookie Dov standing there giving him the death notification of one Sam and Andy Swarek, killed on impact on one of their Thursday night dates, a head on collision claiming their lives by a drunk driver, when neither of them had touched a drop of alcohol.

He remembered the feelings of fear encasing him as he whispered 'Sammy?' To Dov, not knowing where their three year old daughter was. And the relief that swept through him as Dov mumbled out a 'Traci', and he remembered Dov's silent question of asking him to go with them to tell Traci and Sammy of the gaps that would now fill their lives.

The silent movie of images that filled his mind's eye changed to flickering over Sammy's life, as his hug tightened around her.

Her moving to Sarah's until Sarah found out she had cancer and asked Oliver to take Sammy before she got too sick, the cancer had manifested itself throughout all her vital organs with no way of removing the tumours. Oliver had never felt more proud in that moment, Sarah asking him to take this little life into his, but he was getting older, and was soon retiring. He suggested to Sarah that they ask Traci, and when they went to see her, he saw the love Traci had for Andy in her eyes for the first time in years as she looked at Sam and Andy's daughter.

Sammy had been six then and just starting school.

An image of a teary-eyed thirteen year old followed as he saw a memory of Sammy on her first father-daughter school dance that he had been asked to take her to. She was so sad that day, crying that her parents left her behind because they didn't love her. His explanation had been that, they loved each other too much to live without the other, but they loved her too much to not leave her behind. She was their gift to them and the world.

Oliver's mind flowed over memories of her growing up and her friendships with his girls, Leo, Andrea Diaz, and finally her meeting Brandon.

"Uncle Ollie, I don't think I can fix this one". Sammy sobbed into his shoulder. "I kinda totally freaked out when Brandon asked if I was ready to be a Callaghan tomorrow and I snapped that I would stay a Swarek. He said that it was my choice and then I told him that I'm the last surviving Swarek by name, but tomorrow it changes, I don't want it to change, I don't wanna loose the last part of them that I have left. I threw my ring at him and left. I am so stupid!"

"Oh Sweetheart, you'll never lose the fact that you're just like them". Oliver's heart broke for her; she thought she was losing the last part of what kept her a part of two people she didn't really remember.

"Really? But I just can't help wonder if they'd be happy with me now, this? Proud, you know".

"Sammy it's always meant to have been like this. From the first day you two met, it was like watching them all over again. Remember the day you met? You turned around and dumped your coffee all over him? It was more graceful than how your mother tackled your dad, but the same sparks were there. Noelle saw it and the first thing she said was 'here we go again'". Oliver couldn't help but smile at the memory of Sammy's first day at fifteen, her having decided to follow in her parents footsteps. "I remember watching you being assigned to detective assistance when you broke your ankle, and I saw the way you two were with each other, then on the John sting, when he asked to be assigned to surveillance I was sure that it was going somewhere, but then you got in the car with the john and we lost the mike, I'll never forget the look of panic on his face before the anger showed up. Then he was out the van to the car and pulled the door open when he saw the John's hand on your leg, I thought it was lost when he exploded like that. I swear I thought he was gonna kill the John, but when he stepped away and let you have it; I thought it was over before it started. Then when things were so bad between you after that, Leo came home and I saw how jealous it made Callaghan, and I knew there was something there. I was just waiting. When you got shot in the leg, the boy was a mess, even though they said you were okay, and you were only in surgery for forty-five minutes, but still there was this gap between you. That night at the Penny? When he took that paramedic out for drinks, I saw your face when you saw them, before you had all those tequila's, and started dancing on the tables". Oliver let out a soft chuckle at the memory of her innocent oblivion to how strong tequila was back then. "Leo pulled you off the table, threw you over his shoulder and took you home. Callaghan sorta lost the will to stay sober after seeing you hanging onto Leo upside down and laughing your ass off when he carried you out the door. Then Leo came back, walked in tapped Callaghan on the shoulder and punched him when he turned around. The two of them really got into it, but Leo knew more than what Callaghan did then, so when Leo yelled he's an idiot for breaking your heart, Callaghan just stood there like the lights went on. Like nothing Leo or the world did in that moment could do anything to him, like he was indestructible in that moment. The next day when he took the bullet for you at the bank robbery, I had to sit and watch you crumble at the idea of him dying. When he woke up, and you went to see him and I heard you screaming and crying all the way out in the waiting room, I thought the kid died, but when I ran up the hallway and heard what you were screaming at him, I couldn't help but smile. You were telling him that he's such an ass for taking a bullet without a vest on, when you were wearing one, and how stupid he was for not putting it on when he got to the scene, then you're yelling at him for nearly dying, and you suddenly just scream how much you love him before storming out the room, and running right into me. I swear if you could have seen the boy's face when you left that day you would have understood how your mother felt when your dad walked out that farmhouse after Brennan took him".

Sammy looked up at Oliver as he smiled at the memories.

"Really?"

"Yup".

Sammy put her head back down on Oliver's chest, as Oliver looked over her shoulder to see the two figures in the distance.

He figured they'd both eventually show up here looking for her.

Leo was her best friend, they shared the kind of friendship Andy had with Chris and Dov, and they all thought that maybe one day the two would end up as a little more than friends, but that never happened. Leo took Sammy to her senior prom, where he met his wife, and a few years later Sammy met Brandon Callaghan, Luke and Jo's son when she joined fifteen.

"You'll never lose them Sammy, you're just like them. You're just like your mother with what your father called 'her allergy to silence' and you're strong willed but have the heart of a lion just like her. You love everything and everyone around you, and you're so passionate about being a cop. But you're just as stubborn and one hell of a poker player like your dad. They would have been so proud of you, and I know they would have approved of Brandon, although your dad might have not liked the idea of you marrying a Callaghan that much, but he would have come around, if he saw how he looks at you, and how you look at him, he would have been reminded that he looked at your mother the same way, and her at him".

Oliver noticed one of the figures walking towards them, as blonde hair flickered in the sunlight.

"Think so?"

"Oh I know so, you're just like them and no-one will ever take that away from you. You're the best part of them both, just better looking than your dad though".

Oliver felt the relief as he felt her let out a soft giggle.

She had the same dark hair her mother had; she just let it grow longer. She was also the splitting image of Andy, although she had more of a square jawline, similar to Sam's. She also had his dark eyes, and loved to flash her Swarek dimples.

Granted she was as soft as Andy was, but she had Sam's temper and stubbornness that sometimes just got in the way. She would blurt the most random things out at the most awkward time, but she was also blessed with Sam's strong silent character on occasion. She would overthink things just like Andy would and usually second guessed herself or her decisions, but Brandon had a strong personality and was level headed enough to be able to reassure her when she doubted herself.

Just like Sam had done with Andy.

Oliver thought that they would never get it together, but when he saw the boy's face when Sammy left his hospital room that day, he knew that her feelings were returned. He remembered watching Brandon try to find the strength to get out that hospital bed and fail, he just woke up after major surgery and there was little chance of him getting up and going anywhere, no matter how much he wanted to chase after her. She had never gone back to see him after that, even though he knew the boy had been sending her messages through his other visitors, and tried calling her.

Two days later, Brandon had been frustrated at not being able to talk to Sammy, he had ripped out his IV, dressed in clothes that David Epstein, Dov's son had picked up for him and grabbed a cab over to Sammy's, disregarding the foolish fact that he had ripped open his stitches and began bleeding with all the exaggerated movement.

He had knocked on her front door, in the pouring rain and as she had swung the door open, Brandon had simply whispered 'I love you' before collapsing in the doorway.

Oliver had raced over to the hospital when Sammy called him to tell him what happened, and he had found her a sobbing mess, covered in blood in the waiting room. But she wouldn't leave. Nope, Swarek stubbornness and McNally worry, had kept her there until doctors re stitched Brandon's wounds and she was able to see him. And even after that, she had stayed there.

So much like them.

Oliver saw Brandon stop behind them, Sammy still showing no sign of knowing he was there.

"But it doesn't fix this Uncle Ollie. I... I dunno how to fix it, how to say sorry. I was overthinking it, and I screwed up, and I'm supposed to be getting married tomorrow, and I want to, I really do love Brandon, and I don't think just going home and I'm saying 'I'm sorry, can I have my ring back?' Is gonna fix it". Sammy's tears returned as she mumbled her words out, before Oliver saw Brandon nod at him, saying it was okay to tell her he was here.

"Maybe you don't have to". Oliver said, before giving her a tight squeeze and letting her go as she looked up at him in confusion, before she spun around to see Brandon standing behind them.

"Hey". Sammy managed to whisper as Brandon took a step forwards before Oliver smiled at Sammy and walked away.

Reaching Leo who still stood at the gates of the cemetery Oliver smiled at knowing the world had once again righted itself.

"Think she'll be okay?" Leo asked never taking his eyes off the couple that still stood in the distance.

"Yeah, so will they". Oliver smiled as he patted Leo on the shoulder. Traci had done the most amazing job raising both the kids.

Oliver turned to take one final look at the kids standing off in the distance when for a moment his eye caught sight of something he would swear he saw till the day he took his last breath.

It was only for a split second, the sun's rays stinging his eyes for a second, making visibility very bright.

Till his final breath, Oliver Shaw would swear that he saw Sam and Andy standing off in the distance, watching Sammy and Brandon as they finally embraced. They looked the same as the last time he had seen them, still wearing the same masks of love they had then, only now, he could swear he saw them smile with pride and look at their daughter with the most respectful gazes imaginable.

She was after all part of the Swarek Legend that in its own right was enough to be proud of. She was born out of the love her parents had for each other, and he wasn't saying that just because he was a hopeless romantic.

He had been there to see their story unfold, and although their life lights were snuffed out way too soon, there was a reminder to see every day that their love had been given a chance because her father had finally decided one thing - when it came to Andy McNally, he just simply wanted to be with her.

**** The End

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