Beep, beep, beep. Sam rolled over and groaned at the sound of the constant noise from the alarm. He silenced it and hesitantly got out of his warm bed. As he was getting into the shower he hears his phone ring. He wrapped a towel around his hips and walked down to the kitchen where his phone was charging. He grabbed it and picked up.

"This is Swarek," He said in an annoyed tone.

Best was on the other end of the line.

"Sam I need you down at the station in forty-five minutes, can you manage that?" Best asked in an urgent tone.

He groaned inwardly, "Sure thing boss."

Without another word Best ended the call. Sam hurried to take his shower and find some fresh clothes to wear. He didn't have time to make coffee so he just went by his usual café and grabbed cup. As he pulled his silver F:150 into the lot of 15, Oliver was getting out of his minivan. Sam smirked at the sight of his car and thought to himself that you know a guy is whipped when you see one driving a soccer mom car.

"Sammy brother how are yah?" Oliver asked in a joyous tone.

"Too damn early to be here if you ask me", Sam replied irritably.

"You get a call from Best this morning too?" Sam slowly nodded while taking a sip of his coffee.

Oliver shrugged his shoulders, "Well we better see what all this early morning crap is all about."

With that they walked into what seemed like a mad house. There were detectives bustling around barking orders at a group of rookies, senior cops rushing to get into uniform to make it in time to parade.

Oliver lets out a long whistle, "This should be an interesting day."

Sam stalked into parade and took his normal spot; on a table in the back. Oliver came in and sat next to him.

"I hear there is going to be a big bust today, that's why Best needed us so early", Oliver explained.

Sam pondered a bit, "I wonder who they are busting now."

Sam's longest friend, Jerry, strolled in and took his place at the podium. Jerry loudly cleared his throat to get everyone to settle down and pay attention.

"I know you're all wondering why you were called in so early." His question was met with quiet nods.

"Today we are helping Guns and Gangs bring down the Wolfe's, detective McNally will be leading the operation."

Jerry looked around and asked an older man a question that was too quiet for Sam to hear. Moments later Sam heard footsteps loudly making their way down the hall. Those footsteps belonged to a striking woman with shoulder length brunette hair, doe like eyes, and an easy going appearance.

"Sorry Barber got caught in traffic", the woman apologized.

"That's alright McNally", Jerry replied coolly.

McNally took her place on the podium. She looked way too soft to be a detective in Guns and Gangs Sam thought to himself. All the detectives he has met from there have always had that gruff look to them. Whereas this woman had more of an angelic glow to her. Damn was she gorgeous. He was snapped out of his thoughts when she had started talking.

"As some of you know Toronto's biggest crime family is the Wolfe's, they are known for many murders and drug trafficking," she announced. "Until this week my guys haven't been able to connect this group to any of the accused doings. We have finally connected them to at least three murders and located one of their drug warehouses." She exclaimed with maybe too much excitement.

She continued her speech, " I need all of the rookies to report to Detective Boyd and get further instructions from him, the rest of you will be briefed about what your part will be in this bust. "

She scanned the audience as the rookies left in search of Boyd, Sam was watching her with interest as her eyes met his. They held each other's gaze momentarily and then she quickly looked away. Sam could make out her slightly blushing, he himself could feel himself blushing. He had never felt this way about a girl, let alone one he hadn't even met.