A/N: Wow! Really loving all the amazing reviews. Can't thank you enough! Keep them coming.

A/N2: I'm raising the rating to T. There might be a few curse words. Nothing too dirty but just to be safe :)

Disclaimer: I really wish I owned Sam Swarek and Rookie blue but I dont

Dominic Terrato laid on his double bed staring up at the ceiling. He kept replaying what had happened earlier hat day. He knew he should be furious but instead he felt alive again.

His eyes shifted around the dimly lit room. It was a simple space. To one side there was a kitchen. To the right of the kitchen was the door leading to the bathroom. A small couch and TV separated his "living" space from his bed and dresser. it wasn't much but it had been his home for the past 3 years. Actually, scratch that, it was the place he slept at night. He couldn't have a true home without her.

Seeing her today was the last thing he had ever expected to happen. This wasn't the way he had wanted her to find out. He wanted to be there when she found out to explain everything to her himself. He wanted to be able to hold her close and reassure her that he wasn't going to go away again, ever. He wanted the opportunity to make up for the heartache he inevitably caused her. Instead she had to find out by tackling him in an alley.

"Oh, Andy...you really do have a way of crashing into my life when I least expect it!" the thought brought a short lived smile to his face. "You couldn't of waited another month. I would have been home in a month!"

The smile was soon replaced with sadness as he remembered their encounter today. He had hoped to God that she wouldn't see his face and if she did get a glimpse of it she wouldn't recognize him. But the moment he'd seen that shell shocked look plastered over her face he knew she had made him. It took all the strength he had not to hold her close and kiss her, tell her it was all worth it and that they'd find a way to be ok again. Instead he had to put up the illusion of a fight and get out of there as fast as he could. After all, Ruiz's men were watching.

He inhaled what was left of her scent on his shirt and wondered out loud "What did I get myself into..." before closing his eyes once again and attempting to sleep.

"You're a snitch!" Brennan was waving a gun at Sam, fury all over his face.

"I don't know what you're talking about buddy"

"Admit it you son of bitch" the anger was evident in his voice "you've been made"

Sam wasn't sure if he should admit it and beg for mercy or keep playing it cool and hope that Brennan would calm down. So he decided not to say anything at all.

"I checked up on that little honey of yours. She's a cop which means either you're a cop or a snitch" he continued.

"If you're so sure why haven't you pulled the trigger yet"

"Because I saw the way your girl looked at you and I know what pulling this trigger will do to her" there was almost a sense of kindness in his voice. Sam couldn't understand what had gotten into him.

"I would of never pegged you for the romantic type", he flashed him a full dimple smile.

"Don't play dumb with me. I know you heard what happened to my wife and daughter. That's why they sent you in isn't it? To work me when I'm vulnerable?" he questioned him.

"If you gave up the life for them then why go back now? How is this honoring their memory"

"I came back to this life to get revenge for them"

"Revenge?"

"Anthony Ruiz murdered my family and it is my life's mission now to bring him down"

Anthony Ruiz...now this could get interesting! Sam sat quietly for a moment. Anthony Ruiz had been untouchable until now. This could be the takedown of a career.

"Then let me help you take him down. In honor of your girls, and mine."

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter and it answered a few questions. More answers to come in the next chapter.