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Sam drove past the surveillance van parked just down the street from the Sundown. There was a punk standing in front of its open hood dressed in ripped up jeans and a leather jacket, spiky hair. Sam wondered how Epstein managed to get his hair that way. He knew now the cover team would be four, Frank, Oliver, Noelle and Epstein.

Sam was surprised Luke hadn't found a way to join them. Since the bar was situated on a corner of a more residential area it was easier to cover yet harder to protect. He knew that there was at least one person with Epstein plus Burrows manning the surveillance equipment. The other two would be stationed somewhere on the cross street.

Because these guys already came into the bar a day early once, Burrows didn't want to take any chances. The teams had already been here about 15 minutes after he and Andy walked to Pops' house.

Sam pulled into the parking lot of the Sundown, there was no sign of the two vice detectives so Sam ushered Andy quickly inside. He did not want them trying to do the deal out in the parking lot without the recording equipment to pick up on the deal.

Once they were inside they headed straight into the bar. Sam's cell phone from Burrows rang. "They're not here yet. Did you see them?" Burrows said.

"Yeah, I'm kind of surprised they followed us to Pops and then to the bank. I know they were sitting across the street from the bank." While they were on the phone they did a sound check, everything was working great.

"Well I'll call you and let it ring once so you know I see them. So you the Andy just hang in there, they're not due for another 30 minutes."

When the call was through he glanced at Andy, she seemed pretty nervous. He knew everyone was listening and the cameras were on, not a time for much personal chatter. Well he said, going over to the bar, "Wanna beer?"

"You think that's a good idea? We are working." She said.

"It'll calm your nerves. Have one, I'll have one too." Sam took the two beers, twisting the tops off in camera range just to screw with whomever was watching them. He placed the beer on the bar. Andy pulled up a bar stool and sat down, sipping her beer. "It's good." She said.

It was an hour later, 30 minutes past the time when they should have been there. Sam was pacing, 'Where the hell are they?" he said. "Damn I thought they'd be early, now they're late. I don't trust this guy, he's up to something."

"Don't worry, he's just screwing with us." That beer had done Andy wonders, she was much calmer now, calmer then him. He continued to pace.

Sam decided it was a good time to go over this again. "Now you know how you're going to play this right? Don't go over the top, don't be too aggressive, ok?" Andy nodded. "With them thinking we are the only people here I really don't want Tremont thinking he's going to show you whose boss. So just be cool, but not too cool."

"Yes I know Sam, relax already." She hadn't ever seen Sam like this; normally he was putting things into perspective for her. Then it occurred to her; this was the first time she was seeing Sam scared. Normally he was unaffected, cool-headed, right now it seemed he was ready to go through the ceiling.

She cleared her throat and he looked at her. She mouthed the words 'I love you', he smiled and began to walk towards her before it dawned on him, he couldn't touch her. "Me too." He said out loud.

After what seemed an eternity Sam's phone rang once. They were here. They decided to stay where they were, Sam behind the bar, Andy sitting on one of the bar chairs.

The back door was thrown open, Tremont walked in. He was alone, carrying a case in his hand. He put the case down just inside the door and continued to walk to the bar, sitting down next to Andy. "Gimme a rum and coke." He said.

At first Andy didn't know what to do, should she speak. She squared her shoulders to get back into character before saying. "Your late."

"So what." Tremont said, reaching the drink Sam put in front of him.

"Where's your partner?" Sam asked.

"He's around." Tremont responded.

"Well now that we've done with the pleasantries, how about we move along now." Andy said.

"What's your hurry?"

Andy looked at Sam, then back to Tremont. "Look after this deal is done we're out of here."

"Going back to Ottawa already, what's your daddy think about you being hooked up with this hood?"

Andy laughed a slow sexy laugh, "Daddy has no say in who I do. He's got enough of his own problems. I stay out of trouble and he's happy. Jake here keeps me out of trouble."

Tremont looked to Sam, "So you don't mind being her boy huh?"

Sam shrugged his shoulders, "It has its benefits." He looked at Andy, not trying to hide the way he felt about her.

Tremont looked from him to Andy. Yeah he could tell, two dumb kids in love. That's when he made up his mind. "Well you got the money, gorgeous?"

"Yep, you got the product?"

"Yeah." He motioned for Sam to go get the case.

Sam walked over and brought the case back behind the bar, sitting it on the counter. He then reached down and pulled the moneybag up and put that on the counter as well.

Andy reached for the case. "Not so fast." Tremont told her. He looked to Sam, "Money first."

Sam handed him the bag, he opened it and took out two stacks of cash. Looking through the rest of the cash he seemed satisfied. He pushed the case over to Andy; she opened it. The drugs were there.

"One thing before I leave, I can tell you kids are really in love. Sell that stuff and take the money to start a good life together. This shit will only ruin what you two have now."

Andy and Sam stared at each other puzzled; Tremont has a heart? Maybe even a conscience?

He grabbed the case and walked out the door.

Andy looked at Sam, "What was that?"

Sam just shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know."

It was within a minute or so before they heard the sirens. The backdoor opened Oliver and Noelle stepped through. "Damn, Sammy my ass is numb from sitting so long but that was like taking candy from a baby. And what was with that crap about the kids in love?"

"I don't know that guy is strange." Sam was aggravated; maybe it was because he saw the look on Noelle's face. Standing behind Oliver at first, she stepped up looking from Sam to Andy. She was not happy and it showed.

Sam didn't want her commenting so he quickly changed the subject. "Well did you get them both?"

"Oh yeah, Combs was sitting in the car waiting for him." Oliver snickered. "What a puss, he started talking the moment he climbed out of the car. Frank finally had to tell him to shut up and save it."

"Andy," Noelle snapped, "go get your stuff, you're riding back with me to the barn. Sam, Burrows wants to see you. He just called the owners, he went to go pick them up."

"Alright, Sam do you want me to grab your stuff too and take it back to the barn? You won't have to worry about it later." Sam shook his head at Andy.

"You don't need to carry all that, I'll grab it on my way out. But I'll go up with you to make sure you have all of yours." Sam started to lead Andy out of the back door. Noelle sighed heavily prompting Oliver to look at her.

"What?" Oliver asked her.

Noelle just rolled her eyes and said. "Nothing."

Once they reached the apartment the door was shut and they were in each arms. He kissed her, pressing her against the door. Their tongues met and dueled; he picked her up crushing her against the door. She wrapped her legs around his waist. They stopped to catch their breath, both half laughing. "She knows." Andy said.

"Noelle is my friend, she won't say anything. At least not to anyone else; just us. Wait until she sees your neck." Andy lifted her hand to neck, she had forgotten about that. Sam lowered her to the floor. "Sorry," he said sheepishly, "I couldn't help myself."

"Are you kidding," she asked. "I was trying to think of anything I could to get you alone."

They both grinned at each other before they heard the steady beat of someone climbing the stairs heavily. "That's her, you better get going." He kissed her one last time before stepping to open the door.

Once she got to the top of the steps she saw them standing in the doorway. Looking at Sam she said, "You have lipstick on your lips, moron." She then looked to Andy, "And yours is smeared. Fix yourselves up, I don't have all day for this." She snapped.

Andy ran back in to reapply her lipstick and then grabbed her suitcase on the way out. Sam took it from her and carried it down the stairs. They wanted to kiss again before she left but with Noelle watching them closely, they just hugged. "Oliver, your riding back with Epstein and the rest in the van, I'm taking the cruiser."

"Gee thanks." Oliver said. "No problem…that is…" He waved them away.

Andy and Noelle walked through the parking lot. There were a few patrol cars still there but Tremont and Combs were already on their way to the 15.

Andy pulled along her suitcase as Noelle popped open the trunk. Andy stopped pushed the handle down and Noelle picked up her suitcase and practically threw it in the trunk, slamming the lid. "Get in." She ordered.

Once her and Andy were in the car. Noelle turned to her, "Just what in hell's name do you think you are doing." She reached to put the car in gear and pull away. "Are you out of your mind?"

Andy stared straight ahead. "I'm in love Noelle."

"Oh Jesus, with Sam or Luke? Or did you forget about your boyfriend during this little weekend interlude? That ass has been storming through the station for the last three days, he's acting like a manic. Thank God we're working for I.A. on this one or his ass would have been in the van instead of Burrows and me. What the hell are you thinking?"

"Noelle…I don't know. I don't want to be with him anymore…"

"Now you want Sam, right?" She demanded. "You want Sam for right now or what?"

"Damn it Noelle, I love Sam…do you hear me? I don't care who knows! I fell in with Luke for the dumbest of reasons, ok? It was to get over Sam…which as you can see…it didn't work. Now I don't care whether you like it or not but when I see Luke I'm telling him its over and if Sam wants me, I damn well will be with him." Andy breathed. Whew that felt good, I hope she doesn't clock me.

"Damn," she said, "that's the first sign of life I've seen out of you in a while." She looked over at Andy while she drove. "But I'm telling you right now, if you break Sam's heart again…you will answer to me."

"Again?" Andy asked.

"Just when I thought you were starting to wizen up. I know Sam left because of you, he didn't say but I know that man. He was hurt badly. Don't do that to him again. Alright?"

"I regret so much. I do love him like crazy. Please believe me, Noelle. I wouldn't hurt him again for anything."

"Well you got your work cut out for you, that's for sure. Your boyfriend is one big jackass." Andy assumed Noelle was finally calling peace. Now her previous coolness added up. "You better hope and pray that Luke doesn't see the surveillance tape, when I heard Sam say 'me too' I knew what you mouthed to him."

She sighed thinking about what lay ahead. Luke.