(September 27th, 2010)

Here the next one! The chapters will hopefully be a little longer now that I got my groove rolling. Thanks for all who reviewed! Shirtless Sams for you! Enjoy!

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A Little Part of You

Chapter 2: Encounters

The next morning Sam arrived at the station humming to himself with two-dozen Timmy donuts in hand. He handed them out at parade with cheers and claps on the back by his fellow officers. Best came in, grabbing a sprinkled donut and raising a suspicious eyebrow at Sam; he simply shrugged and smiled in return. Once everyone's mouths were stuffed with donuts Frank gave his speech followed by his pairings for the day. Sam was relieved to hear he had been placed with Oliver today, grateful for some friendly company. Today was a crisp sunny April day, not too hot, not too cold; in Sam's books it was a perfect day. They spent the morning answering various calls to homes dealing with domestic disputes or the neighbour's complaints about construction noise. By the time lunchtime came around Oliver's stomach was growling and Sam's head was hurting.

"Where to?" Sam asked, taking a left hand turn at a stop sign. Oliver shrugged patting his belly.

"Hmmm… What about that great burrito stand in Highview Park? I bet he's out in this weather. We're right around the corner from it, I don't think I can stand another minute without something in my stomach." Sam chuckled and turned the cruiser into a parking stall across the road from a lush green park. They got out of the cruiser and walked across the street to find that the little stand was indeed open. Oliver grinned and nearly bolted over to the food stand, making Sam smile. One of the few things that always made him laugh was his friend's obsession with food. He continued to walk towards where Oliver was taking in the scene in around him.

It was the first sunny Saturday in nearly a month; people were running on the sidewalks or walking their dogs. He strolled past the stand and into the park to see before him a children's play ground equipped with swings, a giant octopus with children climbing through it's mouth and a huge watering can that when the weather warmed up would squirt water onto screaming kids. The trees around him were tall, making shadows paint the sidewalk and birds chirped sweetly from their nests. To his left was a pond with ducks swimming under a fountain. Unlike Oliver his stomach was still fine from his mid-morning snack and so he just stood there for a few minutes taking in the pleasant scene and letting the sun dully heat his skin.

He was thinking about how for the first time in a while he didn't feel pain; what a wonderful idea this new attitude had been. He smiled and nodded to himself, closing his eyes briefly to take in a deep breath and let his mind wonder. A couple minutes later he felt a small tug on his pants and he looked around to see nobody, then he felt it again and looked down. He saw a mop of unruly dark brown, almost black hair attached to a very small child wearing a green long sleeved shirt. Sam chuckled and knelt down so he was eye-level with the boy.

"Hey little man." The boy looked up from the spot on the ground he was staring at with a pair of chocolate eyes. Sam nearly fell over; he knew those eyes. He was speechless for a moment before he regained his thoughts. The boy bit his lip before speaking.

"Are you a police man?" His voice was soft but strong, he clearly wasn't scared of him; Sam smiled.

"I sure am. Are you lost?" The boy nodded his head. Sam surveyed his face; he was surprised to see that the boy wasn't more upset or crying.

"What's your name? Who are you looking for?" The boy was quiet, continuing to pierce him with those big brown eyes.

"Jesse! What do you think you're doing? You know you can't run off like that!" Sam heard falling of footsteps behind him and the boy's face lit up with a grin as he bounced past Sam towards the woman's voice. Sam stood up and turned to see a brown-haired woman squatting to talk to Jesse. "I told you to stay on the playground. What have I told you about wondering off?" The boy's head hung in shame as his mother picked him up and placed him on her hip. She tweaked his nose as she started to speak to Sam.

"I hope he didn't bother you-" She stopped as soon as she looked at him and Sam's jaw dropped. They were both speechless as they stared at one another. "Sam?" The brunette whispered and he took a step forward, not believing his eyes. Andy stood before him, a few years older but she still had the same breath-taking beauty. Everything was exactly how Sam imagined her from the colour of her hair to her wondrous curves and those eyes… the same eyes as the boy's.

"I thought… You never... I don't understand…" Those were the only words that made it out of his mouth. He just had to stare at her, he was so sure that this was just one of his dreams of Andy returning to him; he was just sleeping and soon he would wake up. None of this could be true. He continued to ogle at her as Oliver approached from behind, snacking on his food.

"Eh Sammy? You going to get some food or what?" He took one look at Sam then back the woman before him and nearly chocked on his burrito. "Andy?" Andy broke their gaze and looked at Oliver, her face was still shell shocked.

"I… um… I got to go…" She turned and started to walk away, both Oliver and Sam gawked after her for a moment. Then Sam felt a hard whack across his head.

"Ow! Jesus Ollie what was that for?" Oliver pointed his burrito at Andy and waved it around.

"What the hell are you just standing here for? Go talk to her for Christ's sake! I'm going to go back to the cruiser." Oliver gave Sam a push in her direction and his feet started to move, he ran after her.

"Andy! Wait up!" She kept walking, not looking back. He sprinted until he was in front of her, stopping her from moving forward. "Andy, come on. Talk to me." She avoided his gaze trying to get around him.

"Please, let me go." She spoke so quietly he barely heard her. Andy tried to walk around him but he grabbed her free hand holding on for dear life.

"Why won't you talk to me? Do you realize how scared I was? Not knowing where you were all this time?" Jesse tilted his head to the side looking from his mother to Sam curiously.

"I like him." Jesse's high voice was cheerful as he smiled at Sam, showing cute dimples in his chubby cheeks. Sam knew that smile. It was his smile. Andy didn't look at Sam as she placed Jesse on his feet, bending down to talk to him.

"Why don't you go play with your toys in the sandbox? Don't leave my sight okay?" Jesse nodded enthusiastically and ran as far as his little legs could carry him to the sand pit near by. Andy watched him go, unable to look at Sam. Sam was pretty sure that in his entire life, his head had never been this full. His thoughts were meshing together and ideas formed, his stomach hurt as the facts sunk in.

"You have a kid?" His voice came out much more disbelieving then he intended; Andy remained silent still not looking at him. "You have a kid!" He couldn't help it; Sam's voice shook with anger. "What the hell happened Andy? Why did you leave?" When she finally looked up at him her eyes were distant.

"I did what I had to do."

"That's it? That's all you have to say after all this time? 'I did what I had to do'! All these years, I thought you were gone and you've been here all this time?" Andy sighed and closed her eyes trying to think.

"No I wasn't. I was in Vancouver, I moved back here a week ago." She didn't want to say anything else; he had no idea the effect he had on her, even after all these years. He had this way of making people talk; but this was the one thing she never intended on him finding out. Sam just stared at her waiting for her to elaborate.

"How old is he?" Silence. Sam's blood pressure rose; he was starting to loose his patience. "Andy; how old is Jesse?" She sighed looking out over the playground before answering.

"He'll be four years old next month." Sam started reeling the calendar backwards in his mind, peeling back month after month until he hit May of 2011. Sam took a deep breath running his hands through his hair. The same unruly and dark hair Jesse had. He couldn't believe this. It had to be some sort of dream because this isn't something that happened to people, least of all him.

"He's mine isn't he?" It wasn't even a question at this point if his math was correct. As Sam watched Jesse playing with his airplanes and trucks, the resemblance was becoming more and more clear. The dimples, the crinkle of his eyes when he smiled, the hair; there was no mistake, Jesse was the spitting image of him mixed with Andy's brown eyes, perfect nose and olive skin tone. It was so much information for him to take in at one time. Sam rubbed his aching head as he tried to straighten his thoughts.

"He's just as much, if not more stubborn then you are." Andy gazed at Jesse, flicking her eyes to Sam for his reaction. It was as unreadable as ever, completely masking his true emotions.

"I need to know why. Why did you leave?" Andy fixed her eyes on his lovely face; sure she hadn't expected for him to find out but clearly she had no choice in the matter now. She opened her mouth only to be interrupted by his radio.

"We have a 10-50 traffic accident on Birchmount road. All units in the area please respond." Sam sighed and heard Oliver's crackly voice responding. He pinched the bridge of his nose breathing deeply. He had to go, but he didn't know if he could just leave her, not knowing when he would see her again.

"I have to leave. Look I really need to talk to you. We need to talk. Can I have you phone number? Or can we meet tonight after my shift?" Andy contemplated, debating on whether or not to use this to escape. But the better half knew that she at least owed him this. She nodded and grabbed his notepad from his palm scribbling down her cell number. "Beagle Pub eight o'clock?" Again she nodded, handing back his pad. He stared at her, not wanting to leave. Then he heard a honk and Oliver was driving the cruiser his way, waving for him to hurry up.

"It's okay, just go. I'll see you tonight." Sam stole a glance at Jesse before turning his back and jogging towards the cruiser.

Hope y'all liked it! I personally think that their kid could be the cutest thing on earth, don't you think so?

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