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We still got a long way to go. There's the bust or not... Sam and Luke's confrontation... Frank Best, Noelle Williams. Lots to go. (that was a spoiler BTW) Take care, Cheers!

Sam wasn't surprised by identity of the two detectives, out of the six possible suspects, Tremont and Combs always seemed to be at the top of the list. Steve Combs had only been with the squad a few years. Tremont on the other hand, had about 10 years experience in vice.

Sam had to think quickly, he was unprepared for this impromptu meeting. His wire, upstairs, the cameras set up but not turned on. Damn! Time for Plan B. He always had a plan B in mind, for every assignment. If he played his cards right this would turn out better but it was much more dangerous.

He noticed Andy staring at him; obviously she recognized them as cops as well. He shook his head, he did not want her anywhere near them. Sam went over as they approached the bar, "Need anything officers?" He wanted them to know that he knew they were cops. "Yeah," Steve Combs said. "Give me a shot of Jack, with a chaser and give my partner here a Rum and Coke." They sat down while Sam got their order.

When Sam came back to put the drinks on the bar; Combs said. "Where's Pops?" Downing his shot.

"He's got the night off."

"Who are you? Jake?" Combs asked.

"Yep." Sam replied.

Tremont stood up and finally spoke. "We'd like a word with you in the back, now."

"No problem." Sam said as he looked at Andy, she was standing over by Tommy and Emily. Sam motioned for Andy to remain where she was. As he and the detectives walked to the end of the bar; they continued on to the kitchen, standing just inside the swinging door.

Andy looked back at Emily nodding. Emily knew what Andy was requesting and she got up to take her place behind the bar. Tommy noticing what the women were up to; put his hand on Andy's. "You be careful, alright?" he said quietly.

Andy nodded as she proceeded to follow Sam and detectives. Andy stood just outside of the kitchen's door and listened.

Once they were out of sight of the bar patrons, Tremont shoved Sam against the wall. Pulling out his wallet and handing it to Combs, while he checked Sam for weapons. Satisfied that Sam was unarmed, Tremont turned to Combs. "Well?" he asked.

Combs held up Sam's ID. "It says Jacob Adams, Ottawa address."

"So what are you doing down here Adams?" Tremont asked still leaning on Sam.

"Came down to check out my uncle's place; he's thinking of retiring soon. Thought maybe…I don't know, look it over."

Tremont released Sam and let him turn around.

"So what do you think?"

Sam smiled. "I think it's a dive, I ain't interested in this kind of joint."

"So what is your interest then?" Combs said.

"I really didn't want to talk in front of the old man. I'm looking for something and your friends told me where I could get it."

"Oh yeah? Our friends huh?" Tremont asked. "We don't have any friends around here, so I don't get your point."

"Well up in Ottawa I had a little business going, my supplier got busted and I left town. My girlfriend came down and told me everything's cool but now I have to find another supplier."

"Oh yeah?" Combs ask excitedly.

Tremont gave him a look and Combs quickly quieted. "So? What's that got anything to do with us?" Tremont asked.

Sam took a breath and said. "Your two friends? They like to talk; they said if I hooked up with you guys, I could make a good score."

"How good a score we talking Adams?" Tremont asked, he was very suspicious of Sam and it showed in his voice.

"50k to start."

"50k?" Tremont said, "Where's a sleazy punk like you going to come up with 50k?"

"Well if you don't have it…"

"Hey, we've got three other bars like this working…" Combs started before Tremont cut him off.

"Shut up Steve," he said looking over at his partner, "look you never answered my question Jake, where you getting that kind of money?"

As Andy listened she realized that one of them was not buying Sam's story. She was getting worried about the assignment but most of all Sam. She quickly thought of something, squared her shoulders and barged right in.

The door swung open as Andy walked in. "Don't worry about it, I got it." Andy stood her regally as if daring anyone to doubt her.

"Well, what do you have here?" Tremont said crossing over to stand close to Andy. He stared into her eyes.

She stared right back. After a moment he looked away, still not convinced of any of this. Combs on the other hand, just soaked it all up.

"Look," Andy said, "your two guys told my boyfriend you got a lot to spare. Now we're looking for 50k, if you got it great. If not, well then have a nice night gentlemen."

"Well Jake, seems we know who wears the pants around here." Tremont said insulting Sam. "Where's a little girl like you going to come up with 50k anyway?" He was inches from her face, trying his best to intimidate her. She wasn't.

Andy reaffirmed her stance and looked directly at Tremont. "Daddy." She snapped. "Look I can have the money by tomorrow afternoon, can you have the product, yes or no."

Tremont looked her over; she didn't look like a girl that had 50k. Reading his look, Andy narrowed her eyes and said, "What? You think I'm going to wear my diamonds in this place? Look around you; this place is a dump. We're going back to Ottawa as soon as we can. You gonna deal or what?"

Andy didn't dare look at Sam, she was afraid she would burst out in hysterical laughter if she saw his face. She knew this was probably going to send him through the roof but damn, she was his partner. She had a right, sort of.

Combs came up to Andy, looking her up and down. "Got a real pistol here, don't you? Jake." He said leering at her.

She looked over at Tremont and said, "Can you put a leash on this one?"

Tremont threw back his head and laughed. If anything he admired her spunk. Noting he would check each one out thoroughly before going ahead with the deal. "Well then, where and when gorgeous?" Tremont asked her.

"Here, tomorrow, same as the meeting…we'll just keep the old man out of this. The bar's closed on Sundays so I don't see a problem."

They completely ignored Sam during the whole exchange. As they were leaving Steve Combs patted Sam on the back and laughed at him. "Tomorrow." he said. And they were gone.

When Andy finally looked at Sam, his back was turned. "I'm sorry, I didn't know what else to do." She said.

"I don't know if you're an angel or the devil." He said disbelieving.

"Please don't be upset Sam." She begged as he turned to her, his face unreadable.

"Upset?" he said, "You didn't listen to me once again, not that you ever do." He laughed "But wow, you were good." He gave her that sweet smile. "Princess, you probably saved our case, those guys weren't going for me." He thought for another moment before saying. "I am so damn proud of you."

Andy was so relieved so ran into his arms. He hugged her tight and whispered in her ear. "And I'll show you later just who wears the pants."

"You're really not upset?" She asked.

"Nah, I've played every kind of weasel before, this time I just get to play a pussy whipped one." That really didn't sit too well with Sam, but he had to play the cards he was dealt.

They went back out it was time to start close the bar, Emily had kicked out the last of the customers. Tommy had already contacted Burrows. Sam just had to update him on the rest. As Tommy was getting ready to leave and meet Burrows, he hugged Andy goodbye. They turned to one person forgotten. Emily, she stood there looking from Sam to Andy and asking them to please explain exactly what was going on.

Sam told her that he thought she knew everything already. She told him that no, she thought that Sam was an undercover cop but she wasn't sure. Sam bringing in Andy tripped her up because their relationship seemed so real.

She knew Tommy as a customer that just started coming around, but she had no idea that he didn't drink and certainly not that he was Andy's father.

"Ok she said, so what are your real names then?"

"I'm Andy McNally and this is Sam Swarek."

"So you two are really not together?" She was bewildered.

"Not in any legitimate way no." Sam said. That really bothered Andy. What did he mean 'legitimate'? He better not try backing out of this now. "Anyway Emily, we are partners Andy and I. We are both patrol officers working undercover and Tommy is Andy's father. He's also a good friend and ex-partner of Andy Burrows. Since Tommy's retired from the police force and doesn't know Pops, Burrows thought it better to stay clear of the place and send Tommy to relay information between us."

"So now what?" Emily asked.

Sam related what happened in the kitchen. Emily smiled wide at Andy when she heard about her heroics. "So," Sam continued. "I'll need you to keep Pops out of here tomorrow."

After Emily thought about it she asked. "What about the meeting he thinks he's suppose to be there?"

Sam looked at Emily softly. "Emily I have been racking my brain trying to think of a way to keep Pops out of this. He's a good guy and he doesn't deserve to go down in this just because of a couple mistakes. You keep him away from here and Andy and I can get these guys with the drugs, money, everything. Pops won't be involved. Really between them coming in here early and Andy, they busted themselves."

Emily threw her arms around Sam and hugged him hard. "Jake, well I mean Sam, I still say you are a good man!" She looked over at Andy, still not believing that they were just working undercover. She whispered to Sam for his ears only. "Don't think I didn't notice the connection between Annie & Andy, she loves you, don't be stupid."

Sam didn't say anything; he just nodded. She continued to stare at him, eyebrow raised. He sighed, "Ok Emily, I won't be stupid. Now let me close this place and you think of a way to keep him as far away from here as possible, ok?"

"Yep," she said as she walked over to Andy, "I'm just so shocked by all this, you're a police officer? Your too cute to be a cop."

Andy smiled at her. "Emily, I have to tell you, you are one hell a lady." Emily and Andy hugged. Emily said she was leaving and that they should call her if anything else happened.

Andy stood there watching Emily leave, she heard Sam cleaning up behind her. She didn't want to turn around. She still didn't know what to think of his statement 'not in any legitimate way', what the hell did that mean?

She turned and started to clear off the tables. This was going to be a long night.