Once again thank you for all of your reviews, they help me smile and write. I am trying to move a little quicker through their vacation, otherwise I'm not sure when this will end! So this chapter has jumped to the second week of their vacation time. I hope you enjoy and have a fabulous weekend. Hopefully I'll have the next part up tomorrow.

Sairs

Andy couldn't believe where the days were going, she was enjoying spending time with Sam and already it was the last Sunday of their vacation. In a few days they would be returning to Toronto and work, which was bound to be very interesting. They had spent most of the last week exploring Stouffville and talking and finally the fear she felt about letting herself feel for Sam was beginning to dissipate, slowly being replaced with the warmth and security she hadn't felt since she was a child.

She glanced at her watch, Sam would be here soon. He had the day planned, but he wouldn't tell her what they were doing. All he had told her was to dress casually and be ready for 9am.

Emily came out of the kitchen with a picnic hamper, "There you are, Andy."

Andy turned to look at her Aunt; she held a huge picnic basket in her hand, before she could ask what she was up to, Emily spoke, "Sam asked me if I would pack a picnic lunch for you. So here it is," she smiled.

"The plot thickens," Andy paused, "Why didn't he ask me to prepare a picnic?"

Emily shook her head at the sulky tone that had infiltrated Andy's voice, "Probably because he wanted you to enjoy the day without having to prepare anything but yourself. I call it very romantic." Emily winked, "He asked me last night if I would mind. Of course I said no, as if I was going to stand in the way of true love."

Andy rolled her eyes, "Aunt Emily!"

"I know, Sweetheart, you aren't a romantic. But I am and your Sam seems to be under that gruff exterior he likes everyone to see. I don't think even he realised how romantic he could be until you did your running act."

Andy shook her head, "I have a lot to answer for."

"Only if you mess this up," Emily patted her on the shoulder, "Because if you let him go, Andy you are going to regret it, as will I."

Andy smiled, "I have no intentions of messing this up. I can't guarantee it will run smoothly, as our relationship in the past has often been tumultuous."

Emily giggled, "But that's part of the fun. Life will never be dull and making up can be fun!"

"Aunt Em!" Andy exclaimed in shock at the innuendo her aunt made.

A knock at the door saved Andy from examining the situation any further; she turned and opened it, pleased to see Sam standing there a small smile on his face. "Morning," she said quietly.

"Morning, Andy," he replied before leaning forward and kissing her lightly.

She smiled, "I could get used to starting the day like that."

"Me too."

Emily's voice from inside the house jolted them from their moment on the doorstep, "Sorry to disturb you, but don't you have somewhere to be?"

Sam grinned as Andy blushed, "Thanks Emily, we do."

"Don't forget the picnic basket, Andy," Emily instructed, holding out the basket to her niece. "Now have a lovely day and don't do anything I wouldn't!"

Andy shook her head, "There are common decency laws!"

Emily winked, "Only if you get caught."

Andy grabbed Sam's hand as she called, "Bye Aunt Em, see you later."

Sam followed Andy down the path, "Why are you hurrying us out?"

She glanced at him, "Because Aunt Em has been teasing all morning and for someone her age she has managed to make me blush too many times today."

Sam chuckled, "Good for Em!"

"You're not supposed to take her side!" Andy huffed.

"I'm not; I just think she's got character, a lot like her niece. If you've got half as much of her spunk at eighty I'll be a very happy old man!"

She stopped and looked at him, taking in the look on his face, "You see us together in our eighties?"

"If I have my way, I do. I will have stopped you running, and we'll have been really happy and enjoying retirement together."

She thought about it for a moment and a smile lit up her face, "I'd like that too."

Sam grinned, "Well we've got a lot of life to live in the meantime and if we don't hurry we're going to be late." He gently took her hand and pulled her towards his truck, taking the picnic basket out of her other hand.

"Where are we going?" she asked as they drove along Main Street.

"All will be revealed," Sam replied as he turned off Main Street into a parking lot, finding an empty space and parking the truck. He turned off the engine and climbed out of the truck, going around and opening Andy's door before she had a chance to. He took the picnic basket and set it down on the ground.

"The train station?" Andy asked as she looked over the parking lot.

Sam nodded, "Yep. We're going to catch a train."

"Oh."

"Don't like trains, Andy?"

"Depends where they're going?"

"You'll like this one, promise."

"Okay, then lets go on our train adventure."

"The steam train!" Andy smiled, "Well that's different."

"I thought we'd live a little and try something new and apparently Mrs. Green at the hotel; highly recommends the round trip to Uxbridge."

"Well let's see if Mrs. Green's recommendation is right," she replied as she climbed into the carriage to find their seats.

Settled into their seats their journey began as the glorious Ontario countryside swept past the windows on their way to Uxbridge.

Sam enjoyed the train ride, watching how animated Andy got as she pointed out things she spotted through the window. He didn't think he would ever tire of viewing the world through her eyes. She always tried to find the good in everyone and everything. But when she did discover the bad in people and uncovered horrible situations in life she somehow took it as a personal defeat on her part.

Her hand grasping his brought him out of his reverie as she pointed to the outlines of the buildings of the town of, "Look, Sam it's Uxbridge!"

Sam smiled, gently tightening his grasp on her hand, "So it is."

The train slowed down as it approached Uxbridge station and Andy turned to look at Sam, "Thank you. I didn't expect to enjoy a train ride so much."

"Neither did I and just think we get to enjoy it again on the return journey."

"Yes. Although I don't think it would have been the same if you hadn't been here to share it with me."

"Me too. Now how about we go and explore Uxbridge and find somewhere to eat the picnic Emily has packed for us."

Uxbridge was a pretty town, that they enjoyed exploring. They spent most of their time walking hand in hand; they stopped occasionally to look in shop windows. After a little while they found Elgin Park and decided it would make a good place to eat their picnic.

They wandered through the lush parkland before reaching the edge of the lake; Andy smiled at the beautiful view and turned to Sam. "Can we stop here for lunch?"

Sam nodded and put the picnic basket down and opened it, taking out a large checked blanket, opening it and laying it on the grass. Andy knelt down on the blanket beside Sam and helped unpack the containers of food Emily had packed for them.

"Emily certainly packs a good picnic," Sam commented as he took in the array of sandwiches and snacks.

"I don't think she wanted us to go hungry on our adventure."

"I don't think there's much chance of that," he replied taking a sandwich from one of the containers.

They ate in comfortable silence, when they were finished they packed the remains of their lunch away.

Andy stretched her legs out in front of her, she noticed Sam change position, laying down on his back and resting his head in her lap, looking up at her with his intense brown eyes.

She smiled down at him, meeting his gaze with her own, "Making yourself comfortable, huh?"

He grinned, "Couldn't resist, the view from down here is pretty good."

"I guess I should take the compliment, because they are very rare from you," she teased gently.

"I only give them when they're deserved," he replied smiling.

Her hand began to play with his hair and she smiled as he closed his eyes, "Don't fall asleep, Sam. We don't want to miss the train back."

"I was just enjoying the moment, Andy. We are going to have to make sure we do this when we get home."

"What?"

"Spend time like this together."

"Well if you can stand more time with me out of work, as I do have this way of pushing your buttons sometimes."

He opened his eyes, and reached out to cup her cheek with his hand, "Andy, if you hadn't pushed my buttons I wouldn't be here. We are going to have to work out what we're going to do when we get back to work. But we still have days off and I want to spend them with you. I've never had this," he rubbed her cheek with his thumb, "with anyone and I'm finding my way just like you are. But if we keep talking," he grinned, "and arguing, I'm sure we'll get there."

"I hope so, because I am going to miss this when we go home. I've loved spending this time with you without the added complications of work, and you're even bringing me around to the idea of romance."

His smile widened, "You Miss. McNally, turning into a romantic, never!"

"I wouldn't go that far," She returned his smile, "but I have been enjoying this more than I thought I would. I've never had someone take the time to make sure I'm happy, well apart from Aunt Em. But you do, you make me happy, Sam." She leaned forward and gently kissed him after a few moments allowing him to deepen the kiss.

Reluctantly she broke the kiss, pulling back a little, "Wow!"

Sam brushed his fingers through her hair, "I think that's a pretty good adjective, Andy. We can definitely work on that when we get home too."

She gently tapped him on his shoulder, "Sam!"

"You can't blame a guy for wanting to spend more time with his incredibly hot girlfriend, developing their relationship, can you?"

She blushed, "You like making me blush, don't you?"

"That's another thing that looks very good on you, especially when I'm the cause."

"You're incorrigible," She grinned, leaning forward and placing another quick kiss on his lips."

"Only with you, Andy," he replied when she released his lips. He watched her face cloud as she started to think.

"What are you thinking about?"

"When we do get home and go back to work, Frank's not going to let us ride together, is he?"

"I'm not sure, Andy. He said he'd cross that bridge when we returned and were sat in his office telling him we were in a relationship."

"You talked to him about us before you came?"

"I had to ask him for vacation time and he wanted to know why I needed it, well he actually had a very good idea why I needed it. I think he was relieved when I explained everything to him, I was too, because I finally admitted that I needed more than what we had at work.

Andy, I want everything with you, but if I can't ride with you at work, then I will have to get used to trusting someone else with your safety. But the people we work with will make sure they have your back."

She giggled, "Otherwise they will face the wrath of Sam Swarek."

He smiled, "Something like that. Dov has already borne the brunt of a frustrated Swarek, when he realised his partner had fled. Dov had three very uncomfortable days; I am going to be buying him drinks for a while."

"Poor, Dov."

Sam grimaced, "Apparently he wasn't the only one to complain about my mood; Frank said everyone on our shift had visited his office begging him to do something to bring you back so my mood would improve."

"Oh, Sam. So I guess everyone knows how you feel then?"

"Guess I'm not so good at hiding my feelings from everyone else, just you."

"Well we're both good at hiding from each other, but I think we are improving. We just can't let us hide when we get home."

"I have no intention of hiding from you again."

"So do you think Frank will support us?"

"He didn't say he wouldn't. He basically said as long as we keep it professional at work, then he's fine with it, but as soon as we overstep that boundary he will have to reconsider. As he put it, when we're fine the whole division is fine, when we're at odds with each other, everyone suffers. He wants what's best for everyone."

Andy hung her head, "We really have been that obvious."

He nodded, "Yes. But we've got a few more days to work out how we're going to deal with work. I would like to continue to be your partner, but we've got to be realistic, if you get yourself into one of your situations, I might not be able to think clearly enough to do the right thing. Then either you're going to get hurt, or some innocent bystander is. I don't know whether I want to risk that, because the guilt attached to that could ruin this."

"I know, but I love being your partner," she admitted, fiddling with the collar of his tee shirt.

"I love being yours, but if this works out we get something better."

"We do?"

"Yes we get to be partners in everything else."

"And that's the scary part."

"Terrifying," he agreed.

"But also rather exciting," she admitted.

"With you, Andy I think it's going to be more than exciting, it's going to be one hell of an adventure."

She giggled, "Well I can't wait."

"Does that mean you're not running any more?"

"Well I might be running, but not away from you…" she closed the distance again between them, "I have every intention of running with you, wherever you go, Sam Swarek." She let her lips meet his in a kiss that promised everything they wanted the other to know.