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Sam walked in to the Barn at an early morning hour. Despite the dim morning light outside, the place was already abuzz with morning shift about to start.

He walked down the familiar hall, noticing the few changes done over the last two years – a new coat of paint, new phones, the sofa in the lounge facing a different direction. All in all, this was still home, and the people greeting him were still family. Well... that was before he HAD a family, but no one here knew that.

He looked thru the glass wall at the Ds' office and searched for Jerry. When he found the room empty, he turned around and walked straight in the middle of Parade. Frank was caught midsentence when he noticed Sam's face at the door.

"Officer Swarek, glad to see you back!" Frank greeted with a cheering tone, an echo of cheers and calls followed.

Sam quickly searched the room, noticing his friends and rookies there. He saw Noelle was pregnant, and standing next to Jerry.

"Not yet, Best. Not yet. Can I talk to Jerry?"

Jerry rose from his lean against the back wall, and walked with Sam back to his office, placing a firm hand over Sam's shoulders. He waited till they got to the office to talk.

"So… what's up, Sammy boy? Why are you here? You know Hill will track you the second you walk back the streets of Toronto, right?" Jerry bombarded.

"Jerry… she wants to come home. We want to come home." Sam looked at Jerry's hand and noticed the ring "you know what it's like when they want something. They get it, no matter what" He chuckled.

"What you have in mind, Sammy?"

Before Sam had the chance to say a word, Traci walked in.

"Hey, Swarek. Is everything alright?" she asked worryingly.

"Yeah, yeah" he avoided looking at her

"Can I help?" Traci knew something must be up

"Actually, there is something…" Sam's reply was fast.

The stench of vomit in the car was unbearable. Andy had to pull over at a gas station to get out of the car and breathe. She looked through the truck's window at the now sleeping Tommy and Jessie.

They never got car-sick before. They were so used to traveling she never gave it a second thought.

Not until today.

The boys really missed their father, and so did she.

It took them only 10 minutes of travel before they started, and then they just kept on throwing up, taking turns on who will get mommy's attention next. At some point she just gave up on cleaning them, knowing they're not too far from the Alpine and she'll give them a good bath there.

Andy sighed, pulling herself together.

With the hormones starting to rage in her veins, the smell of vomit was more than she could bear.

She walked back to the truck's cabin and opened it, careful that no one was watching her – it will be suspicious if anyone saw their entire life packed together.

She rummaged through the bags until she found what she was looking for, and pulled it.

She climbed back to the driver's seat and placed Sam's plush Bambi doll at the passenger's side.

Happy with that, Andy buckled up, turned the car to gear and drove off.

A knock on the door startled Gail.

It was noon, and they expected no one.

She opened the door slightly, using the chain as a precaution, and was shocked to found him there.

"You!"

"Yeah, let me in, we need to talk" he was checking frantically both sides of his back while talking.

Gail closed the door for a second, said something to another person inside, released the chain and then the door flung open and Sam walked in.

When inside, he turned around to face her.

"What you want to talk about, Swarek?" Gail couldn't help being 'Gail'.

"I…" Sam didn't finish the sentence when he saw the expression on Gail's face alter. He turned around and found a gun pointed at his face.

"Nick?" Gail's puzzlement didn't escape Sam's notice.

"Gail, search him and take his gun. Then go to the room, get handcuffs and cuff him."

Gail was fast to obey.

'Too fast' Sam thought.

When she returned to the room she had pink fluffy cuffs in her hands and Sam started to laugh.

"Seriously, Gail? Your parents know about this?" he teased

Nick's expression was not too pleased.

"Or is it yours, Nick?" Sam continued.

Things were not going the way they should have. He asked Jerry for their address to come here and plan with them how to take Hill down, and now apparently they're taking HIM down. He tried stalling time until he figures out a plan B to this situation.

Nick reached to his own pants' pocket and brought a cell phone out. He hit one of the speed dial buttons, and attached the phone to his ear, ready to talk.

"Hey, boss. Guess who just walked into my place right now? Yeah… ten minutes? Great!"

Sam couldn't help it. He stared at Nick and started cursing him. He tried keeping control of his tongue, because he had no idea who was bugging the place. If it was Hill people – they cannot know Nick and Peck are undercover, as that means there will be 3 dead officers today.

Nick's reply was sharp and painful. The back of his gun hit Sam's eye, and blood started crawling down his face.

Andy finished dressing the boys in their snow suits.

They were in the Alpine for nearly an hour, and the boys were cleaned and refreshed. They were a little hyper after they slept on the way, so she decided to take them outside and play with them.

The sound of a car crunching the gravel outside made her jump. She looked out through a window and saw a squad car. It was numbered 1509.

'This cannot be good…'

She took Tommy up in her arms, more as a comfort than anything else, and slowly walked to the door, opening it just in time as Traci was about to knock.

"Is he alright?" was all Andy could master off her mouth, tears welling in her eyes.

"He's fine, Andy. He just thought you might need the company, so he asked me to come."

"The company or the guard?" Andy asked, looking back at the car and seeing Chris waving at her.

"Both, actually. Now, can we go in? I'm freezing out here"

Back inside, Andy started breathing again, while Traci was measuring Tommy top to bottom.

"Well… I'll tell you that… I have all reasons to believe this is Callaghan's kid, but somehow he looks more like a Swarek to me… I don't know."

Andy laughed

"That's because he IS a Swarek, Tracy."

Tracy looked up at her, about to start an interrogation.

"Not now, Tracy, some day, I promise, but not today."

Tracy smiled at Andy in understanding, and looked at Tommy still in Andy's arms.

"So, little fella, what's your name?" she raised her hand and brushed the boy's thick dark wavy hair

"Tommy" he answered with much confidence for his age.

"What a nice name it is"

"Tommy 'ike grandpa Tommy" Tommy supplied, and Traci looked at Andy.

"He never met his grandpa yet, but he knows his name, right honey?" Andy dropped a big wet kiss on Tommy's cheek and lowered him to the floor. Tommy ran out of the room and Andy looked at Traci.

"Want some hot tea?"

"Love to, let's make some coffee for Chris outside, shall we?"

Tracy followed Andy to the kitchen, and five minutes later walked out to take Chris's coffee to him.

When she came back, Tommy was running to the door screaming.

"U'cle Josh here! U'cle Josh here!"

Tommy stopped and looked at Traci

"Who'we you?"

"I'm Tracy, Tommy, we met like two minutes ago"

"I'm not Tommy! I'm not Tommy!" The kid's reply made Traci chuckle, surely there were a lot of pretend games going around here.

"So who are you? A pirate? A sailor?" She followed along, remembering what it's like to be a mother of a two-year-old.

"I'm Jessie!" the kid's happy reply was not what Tracy expected.

"Jessie?!"

"Yeah, 'ike U'cle Jewwy and A'ty Twaci. Jessie."

Traci raised her eyes to the laughing Andy who came from the kitchen.

"So… there's two of them….?" Traci was dumfounded.

"Yup!"

"Way to go, Swarek"

Sam was sitting on his knees in the middle of a carpet.

Anton Hill was facing him, after Nick handed Hill his gun.

"So… Swarek… nice of you to finally join the party. I've sent invitations all over Canada for you, you know?" Hill's hissing voice sent shivers up and down Sam's spine.

"Take your phone out, Gail" Nick ordered her "Now, I want you to film every possible movement of this worm here. I want it all to be taped, and then when we're done with him we'll send it to the police. This will make McNally run to us faster than you can say SamSwarekIsDeaaaad." The way he prolonged the last syllable was creepy.

Gail took her phone, and positioned it horizontally at her eye level

"Shoot" she said when she started filming, and Sam couldn't laugh at the irony of the word she chose.

"Anything you want to say to the camera, buddy? A dead man's wish, perhaps?" Hill inquired.

"Nope" Sam said. He will not tell them he was with Andy these past two years. He will not even say her name.

Though her name was the last word he wanted to cross his lips when he dies.

"Hell no, Hill. Not gonna happen. Not today, not at all. You're not going to kill me." The thought of Andy gave him courage to fight.

"Are you sure?" Hill viciously laughed and pulled the trigger.

Sam fell down to the floor in pain. He looked down at his shirt, and saw the blood flowing all over the fabric, staining it crimson.

"Not over yet, Hill" Sam tried to get up, leaning sideways on his left arm.

"Really?"

Bang, another bullet crossed the room and stopped at Sam's arm.

This hit caused Sam to collapse on the floor in searing pain.

Blood started running to the carpet, and Sam saw Gail taking her phone away.

Sam closed his eyes and heard them talking in the room.

"Where's our bonus, Hill?" Nick asked

"Here" Sam opened his eyes just a bit to see an envelope crossing hands.

"You did this for a bonus?!" Gail yelled at Nick

"Babe, we need it for the baby"

'Come on' Sam thought 'You got to be kidding me. What is it, contagious?'

"You never told me about it"

"The boss was kind enough to offer it when I spoke to him about you not working at the bar anymore. Remember when you started doing the books two weeks ago?" Nick's hand was on Gail's face, his thumb rubbing her gently.

'Oh, god' Sam prayed 'I want to feel Andy like that again. Please!'

He must have moved just a bit, and Nick came to check his pulse.

"He's still alive, boss. You wanna finish him off? Take this gun, it's a different caliber, he will bleed more."

Another bang from Hill's gun sent Sam to slumber land.

Sam woke up in feeling wrapped up. By the smell and the feeling, he figured he was rolled in the carpet he fell on. He heard muffled voices talking, and felt the movements of a car ride. They were taking him somewhere, probably trying to hide his body.

Only he wasn't dead. Not yet, anyway. He will fight them with everything he's got. Right after they take him out of this carpet and let him breathe first.

The movements came to a stop and Sam heard the van's door open.

He felt two people firmly gripping the carpet at both its ends and lifting him up. The carpet was then laid on something hard, and someone started rolling it, making him nauseous.

When the rolling stopped, Sam opened his eyes and saw flickering red and blue lights surrounded by trees.

Disoriented, he looked for familiar faces, until he found Jerry's.

"What the F***, Jerry? What just happened? You sent me there with a vest and they still shoot be and I'm bleeding! What was that?!"

Jerry stepped closer to Sam and laid a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"THAT, my friend, was army boy's plan B. take a good look, these were plastic bullets with paint in them, except for the second gun. That was real, you can check your vest. We got Hill killing a cop on tape, and now he's going to jail for a long, long, time…"

Traci's phone rang right after they took the boys to bed.

Traci saw the name on the caller ID, and walked out of the room, covering her mouth so Andy won't understand what she's saying.

30 seconds later she stepped back to the room, and handed the phone to Andy

Andy took the phone reluctantly, not being able to tell what was the expression on Traci's face.

"Hee….hee… hello…" She stuttered.

"Honey, we're coming home for Christmas"

A huge smile of relief covered her face, and she knew Sam's face were covered with the same smile, too.

A/N:

So… they can go home! yay! In time for the holidays!

I finish this story here, as I have other ideas in my mind blocking me from taking it further right now.

The adventures of how will McSwarek work their way back to their old/new life and add kids to it is fascinating to me, and I promise to come back to it one day.

Any of you know any App that can take the voices off my head and turn them into word document? If there is such an App, I promise you the day will come very fast…

Until then, I say good bye, and hope to see you soon in my next fic, in a week or two…

Grace