An hour later Sam was standing next to Zoe who was vigilant over her father. He still hadn't woken up from the surgery. He noticed she was fiddling with a pendant.

"Sorry," She looked at him from the corner of her eye. "It's a nervous habit."

"No problem. What is it?"

"Saint Brigit. My mother's name. Dad got it for me after she died."

"I lost my mother too," He told her.

"Really?"

"Yeah, nearly three years ago. A drunk driver sent her car off the street."

"Oh, so she's not ..." She nodded towards the brunette woman who was standing next to Nate.

"No, that's Sophie. She's... well I'm trying to make her my Dad's girlfriend, but it's turning out to be an impossible task."

She gave a small laugh. "They say the accident's his fault."

"No, no listen! My Dad and his team. Well, they've found something. I can't really understand it, but you're dad found out that the bank was doing something illegal and he wanted to make things right."

"No, no it's my fault, I insisted he talk to the police. If he had left thing alone..."

"It's not your fault. It's the bad guys and my Dad will make things right. He always does." He timidly touched her arm in conform and she smiled back at him.

"Ah, young love," Sophie exclaimed watching, or more like spying, from the hallway.

"Leave them alone!" Nate went to sit on a waiting chair, standing was putting too much stress on his abdomen.

"You say this because it's your son, but if you had a daughter, you would be keeping an eye there too."

"Sam is too young to be thinking about... girls and stuff..."

"He's nearly eleven" she pointed out at him sitting on the chair next to his. "How old were you when you gave your first kiss?"

"Thirteen," He answered, he saw her raise an eyebrow in amusement "I was a shy boy!"

"Of course!" She giggled.

"And how old were you?"

"A woman never kisses and tells," She teased him back.

He laughed back. He looked up and saw Sam and Zoe laughing together. His son managed to bring some happiness in that girl's day. He reminded him so much of Maggie. He knew Sam wasn't at ease inside hospitals, exactly like him. He was in a hospital room himself recovering from cancer, when Nate had seen his wife dying in the ER.

He was still feeling guilty. Maggie had been in a car accident coming back to the hospital to their son, while he was on the roof top of that same building kissing another woman, the same woman that had paid for Sam's treatment and gave his son back his life, the woman that was sitting next to him then.

"How come you didn't tell us you were in town?" He suddenly asked her.

"What?" Sophie was too preoccupied with her thought that she hadn't heard him.

He turned his head towards her. "Why did you contact us only for your play debut? You must have been here in Boston for some time now"

"I... I don't know." She put a hand on her forehead. "I didn't know where we stood after that day in LA." She sighed. "You didn't stop me, Nate. You let me go on that plane and never looked back again."

"You were expecting me to stop you?" He whispered.

She gave a small sad chuckle. "The fact that the thought never crossed your mind, tells me exactly what you thought about us."

"Soph..."

She waved him off. "No, really. It's nothing." She tried to keep her tears at bay. "Do you still blame me for what happened to Sam? Or Maggie?" She knew he had blame her for Ian kidnapping Sam, if only she hadn't been so greedy and went after both Donatello's David. And she knew that he blame himself and her for Maggie's accident. He thought it had been God's punishment for them kissing that night.

"Of course not and it was wrong for me to say that to you. I just needed time and I think I was pushing you away in the process, I didn't mean to hurt you."

"I was willingly to give you more time. You were the one that kissed me in Paris, remember?"

After the had done a job in Ukraine they had stopped a weekend in Paris. It had only been them and Sam, since the rest of the team had scattered around for their private affairs. It had been a nice weekend. Sophie had showed Sam her favourite city and Nate took the opportunity to relax and enjoy the small vacation.

Then one evening, after they had put Sam to bed, they stood outside their hotel suit balcony and Nate took her in his arms. They were dancing to a faint music coming from down the street, when he suddenly kissed her.

"I know..."

"And you were the one that said we could have started slow, go out on dates..."

"I know, I'm sorry. I had every intention of doing that, but then the drinking got worse, the David job, Ian kidnapping Sam... it was too much to take at the time. I..." He sighed bending his head down. How was he going to exclaim it to her. "I needed to take care of myself, for Sam and for you, before starting something."

"And you did that. You look good"

"Being sober and not constantly drunk can do that to you," He joked.

"And now?"

"And now here we are." They locked eyes.

"And there's Brian," She said knowing that her boyfriend was now an obstacle to their relationship.

She had met Brian at a coffee shop. She had accidentally bumped into him and he apologized, even though it had been her fault, and paid for another coffee since hers was scattered on the floor. They sat down at a table and started talking to each other. At first she thought about giving him one of her aliases name, Katherine, but then she went with Sophie. They slowly started dating and seeing more of each other. That had been two months before.

"Is it..." He left the question hanged in the air

"Is it serious, you mean?" She sighed. "I don't know. But I need to give it a chance. I need to have an uncomplicated and not-stressful relationship for a while, to make sure that I can be that person." she told him truthfully. "You're not the only one with issues, here."

"Yeah," He sighed "So..."

"So..."

"Back to friends?"

She gave him a small smile. "Back to friends." She knew that that wasn't enough for them, but she wondered if the time for them was ever going to come.

After they had left the hospital, it was time to set the con in motion. Nate had called O'Hare while Parker and Hardison took care of the bank manager. The con didn't go without a "small" hitch. Of course the bank manager was at the head of everything and for a moment Nate had been face to face with a gun and since he already got stabbed the day before, he really hadn't enjoyed it. Luckily he had a great team and Sophie, or more precisely Annie Kroy, saved the day. A stage death, a confession and the help of a State police Detective, it hadn't been bad for the first con back together.

"I don't know how to thank you," Matt Kerrigan shook Nate's hand. He had finally regained consciousness and three days later he was out of the hospital on crunches because of a broken leg.

"Here," Nate handed him a check.

Kerrigan looked at it and gasped. "I can't accept this."

"Don't worry. It's not from us. The IRS pays a percentage for all the tax frauds reported. All those mob businesses, 30 years of back taxes. You found them."

"Well, thank you."

They turned towards the far table where Sam and Zoe were talking. " Zoe is not too happy that we've got to move, but I don't feel safe here anymore. Brillinger is not that far."

"I understand. Sam had lived his whole life in LA. But we had to move too, a couple of months ago. It's the things we must do to keep our children safe."

"Yeah."

Zoe took Sam's hand a pressed her St. Brigit medal against it. "I want you to keep this"

"But it's yours… your Mum…"

"Please," She insisted. "Your Dad and you did so much for us. There are wolves in the world. But sometimes they're the good guys, I guess."

They both got up and exchanged an awkward hug.

"Are you ready to go?" Her father limped beside her.

She nodded. "Send me emails."

"I will," Sam sat back down and watched one of his new real friends walk away.

"Poor guy," Sophie whispered in Nate's ear as she quietly stood behind him.

"He'll get over it. He will make new friends."

"Yes, well. It's his first love disappointment."

"Where are the others?" He looked around, but couldn't see them. "I was hoping we could all have dinner together."

"They've disappeared a few minutes ago. Something about changes and hammers."

Nate looked worried. "Oh, well. I guess it's just us and Sam."

Sophie looked down embarrassed. "Hmm.. yeah… actually I've already got dinner plans with Brian"

"Ah, of course." Nate tried to hide his disappointment.

"It will be for the next time."

"Sure, no problem."

Sophie walked passed him and she too exited the pub. Sighing, Nate made his way towards Sam's table and sat in the booth in front of his.

"You got stood up too, didn't you?" Sam asked already knowing the answer.

"Yeah." Nate's eyes fell on the many bottles standing behind the pub's counter, but then he looked down at Sam, his eyes firmly on him. What he had to lose was not worth the pleasure a single sip was going to give him, even though it was tempting, really tempting.

"How about we go home and see what we've got to eat?" He suggested.

"Yeah. Sounds like a good idea, maybe a nice bowl full of ice-cream and sweets."

Nate chuckled had patted his son's head as they walked towards the back door.

A/N Thank you for all your reviews. This was the end of episode one. What will happen next? :D