Chapter One: The Sunday Dinner

Jamie Reagan smiled as he pulled up to his family home. He turned down the radio and looked out to the living room window. He saw his older brother and his wife. They were holding each other and both had a peaceful look on his face. Jamie wished to find someone to enjoy moments like that with.

His mind went to Sydney and how she almost became a Reagan. Though, he'd never admit it, he was kind of happy Sydney left. He'd admit it hurt and he was in shock but he saw it coming. He saw that Sydney wasn't happy with his decision to become a cop. Sydney became angrier with him and it effect both of their lives. Though part of him missed him, he knew he was happier without her.

Jamie's mind was brought back to reality when he heard a knock on his passenger door window. It was his dad, Frank Reagan. Jamie quickly got out of the car. "You alright, son?" Frank asked his youngest son.

"Yeah." Jamie answered. "I was just thinking dad."

"Are you thinking about anything special?"

"No." Jamie affirmed. "Just thinking."

"Well, son, dinner's almost done." Frank told his son. "Why don't you come on in?"

"I'm sorry dad." Jamie put his head down with a light smile, and followed his dad into the house.

After dinner, Jamie was left alone in the house with his grandfather, Herney Reagan, and his dad. He joined them in the family room with an ice cold beer in his hands. He planted a seat next to his grandfather and listened to an old story, that his grandfather was telling his dad. Another story about how being a cop in his age was different then it was now. Hernery nudged the youngest Reagan and asked, "Did you know that your father was thinking of becoming a firefighter for three years?"

Jamie took a look at his father, who shook his head no, and laughed a little bit. "That is not true, pop. I always wanted to become a cop, and nothing else."

"You say that now." Herney slowly got up from his seat with a smile on his face and made his way to the kitchen, calling back to the two Reagan boys. "Does anyone need a relief?"

Jamie looked down to his almost empty bottle of beer and then to the old clock behind his father's head. He knew he had somewhere to be soon. "No thanks, gramps."

"I'll take one, pop." Frank said, sipping on the beer in his hand.

Jamie's eyes went to the sliver ring of Frank's wedding finger. "Why do you still wear your wedding ring?"

Frank looked at his ring and smiling, his mind flashing back to the minute Mary said, "I do." Frank looked at his son, wanting to choose his words carefully. "I still love her. It just didn't go away because she passed away. And she's forever mine."

Jamie understood what he meant. His attention changed to the clock when he felt his cell phone vibrate in his pocket. "I have to go answer this. I'll be right back."

Jamie smiled when he looked at the caller ID. Her call was just on time, like always, when they were apart. "Ciao." A bright bubbly voice laughed on the other line.

His smile got bigger as soon as he heard her voice. "Hey." Jamie said as he slipped his coat on, so he could go outside and enjoy his phone call in peace. "How are you?"

"I'm okay, I guess. I miss you." She admitted. "How are you, baby?"

"Good." He replied. "I've been thinking a lot today."

"About?" She wondered out loud.

Jamie laughed, "Nothing bad, babe. I think it's time for you to meet the family."

Jamie could see her smile on her face as soon as he said the words. "Really?" He could hear the happiness in her voice.

"Yes." Jamie smiled. He felt his mood grow better by the minute. "So, would you like to come to next week's Sunday dinner?"

"Yes!" She giggled.

"Okay." He was a bit nervous for his family to meet her. But he knew that this was a good thing, because he loved her. "So, whatcha you up too?" He tried to copy her cute voice when she wanted something from him.

"Nothing special." She answered. "Just waiting for the rain to stop, so I can finish up at work for the night. How was dinner?"

"Good. No fights today." He looked around the darker neighborhood. "Hey, honey. I'm going to head home. So, can I call you when I get there?"

"Of course."

Jamie could imange her running her hand through her hair as she spoke the words, "Of course."

"Love you."

"Love you." She echoed.

Jamie smiled, hanging up his cell phone. She made him happy and he hoped he did the same for her. He headed back to his dad and grandfather before he left for the night.

"Everything alright, Jamie?" His dad asked with concern on his face when he entered the family room.

"Yeah; everything's fine." Jamie answered. "I'm going to head home. Early shift tomorrow. But before I go, I gotta ask something. Is that alright if I bring a guest to dinner next week?"

He noticed that his grandfather and dad looked at each other with a smile on their face. "Sure." His dad answered, after a couple minutes of awarkward silence. "Should I make anything special?"

Jamie thought about it for a moment before the words, "Something's of grandma's."

Henery laughed. "Who's the lucky girl that you want to impress?"

"We've been dating for seven months and I'm sure you're going to love her." Jamie informed his family members. "I gotta go. I'll see you both later." He hurried out the door before he could be rushed back into the conversation with questions he knew they had for him.

Herney looked over to his son with a confused look on his face. "I didn't know that Jamie was dating. Did you?"

"No." Frank said, sipping his beer. "But it must be serious, if he wants her to meet us."

"I wondered why Jamie kept her a secret." Herney sighed.

"Probaly want to make sure, she's a keeper."

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