***BB***

"How wasyour lunch with the commissioner?" Uncle Phil asked Jimmy when Jimmy came to visit him a day after his meeting with Frank Reagan.

"It was fine," Jimmy shrugged his shoulders as he poured himself a glass of whiskey. "You want some?' He asked his uncle. Although, Phil Sanfino wasn't really Jimmy's uncle, however ever since Jimmy could remember he used to call him uncle because the Sanfinos have always treated him as if he was part of their family. And to Jimmy who has never met his biological parents this meant a whole world.

"Actually, I don't really know what to think of him. I mean, he seems like a stand-up guy, but he is definitely up to something. Still, I kind of liked him," Jimmy admitted.

"Easy, kid," uncle Phil interrupted him, "you're still working for me, remember? I didn't help you to get through Harvard to become a cop," he reminded Jimmy.

"Of course," Jimmy laughed nervously, he was well aware of what uncle Phil has done for him.

"I still don't get why you wanted me to have lunch with him though?" Jimmy pointed out. He asked this question uncle Phil before, yet, his answer did not satisfy Jimmy.

"Well, like I said, it's not polite to turn down the invitation from someone like Frank Reagan," uncle Phil told Jimmy simply, although Jimmy doubted that he was telling him the whole truth. He went to Harvard Law after all, didn't he? He wasn't a simpleton. He could put two and two together. He was well aware that the both were trying to get on each other's back, he just didn't like they were trying to do so through him.

"Do you and the commissioner go back?" Jimmy questioned suddenly.

Uncle Phil faltered for a moment before he looked Jimmy right in the eye and asked: "Why would you ask?"

"Nothing, it's just..., he asked me some questions which were not really comfortable to me," Jimmy revealed to his uncle.

"What kind of questions?" The captain of the Cavazzerre crime family wanted to know. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to send Jimmy to meet Frank Reagan after all. The man wondered.

"He asked about my parents," Jimmy replied simply. This topic has always been hurtful for him for he hasn't remember his parents.

"What did you tell him?" The elder man questioned as he poured Jimmy and himself another glass.

"Nothing, just that I was adopted," his protégé assured him.

Uncle Phil just nodded his head pacing there and back.

There was a silence before Jimmy spoke again.

"You never really told me much about my parents."

Phil Sanfino took some time before he replied.

"It all happened a long time ago, Jimmy." He told the younger man simply, hoping that Jimmy won't ask more questions.

"You have never shown me any pictures," the young man complained.

"That's because I don't have any!" Uncle Phil cut him off.

"I would like to see how my mum looked like," Jimmy whispered in a low voice, missing the woman he never met.

"Listen, Jimmy, you know that you are a family to me just like Noble and Bianca are. Have you ever missed anything in this house?" He then asked Jimmy.

Jamie just shook his head, looking blankly into the wall.

"No, you haven't! We have always provided you with everything you needed. You always had what to eat, where to sleep, I put you through schools, but you also had our love and attention!"

"I know," Jimmy whispered. "And I'm grateful for that! "

"Well, I'm glad to hear that!" Uncle Phil replied.

"It's just, I would like to know more about where I come from," Jimmy told his uncle the truth.

"You come from this family, Jimmy! We may not be related by blood, but this is your family!"

"You're right uncle Phil," Jimmy nodded his head.

***BB***

"Jimmy!" Bianca cried out when she saw him leaving uncle Phil's study. "You should have told me you were coming here tonight, I would dress myself differently."

"You look just fine, Bianca." Jimmy assured her. He didn't really know how he should feel right now because of that kissed they shared the last time they met.

"Listen, Bianca, about the last time…," Jimmy started, but he got interrupted by Noble.

"Here is my brother," his friend cried out when he saw Jimmy talking to his sister.

"Hey, Noble," Jimmy greeted his friend.

"Come here, buddy," Noble told him as he gave Jimmy a brief hug. After all, they all adopted certain Italians customs from uncle Phil. "How have you been?" He asked his friend.

"Ehm," Jimmy replied nervously, "good, I guess." He shrugged his shoulders, trying to sound neutral.

"Listen, buddy, that thing with that baby made uncle Phil little bit nervous, but he seems cool now…," Noble told his pal, patting his cheek.

"Yeah, I know," Jimmy admitted. He wished this affair would quiet down soon.

"What uncle Phil, you scared me to death," Bianca admonished him, reminding the both men that she was still there.

"Yeah, sis, but you worry all the time, especially when Jimmy is involved," Noble mocked her. He was well aware that his sister had a thing for Jimmy, but Jimmy has always swore to him that there was nothing going on between them. He trusted Jimmy. He did, but that couldn't have been said about his sister.

"Shut up, Noble!" Bianca hissed. "I would have worried, if it was you too, you know that! Although, you wouldn't have risked your life to safe a baby, would you?" She asked her brother sarcastically.

"You make me seem so cold-blooded, sister," Noble objected.

"Are you joining us for dinner" Noble asked his friend.

Jimmy shook his head.

"I have to go. "

"You have to stay for the dinner!" Bianca pleaded him .

"Just another time, Bianca." Jimmy excused himself.

"I have a court hearing tomorrow, I better go home prepare." He explained, knowing that Bianca didn't take no for an answer.

"Right, I heard about that," Noble told him. "You against Erin Reagan."

"Oh that, that's in ten days." Jimmy explained. "I have another case going on right now."

"She is pretty hot, just so you know," Noble pointed out.

"Really?" Jimmy wondered, "I haven't really noticed."

"You blind, bro?" Noble whistled. "She is a knock out. If she wasn't the commissioner's daughter, I would have told you to ask her out for a date." He teased his friend.

"Alright, I have to go," Jimmy interrupted his friend. It was already getting late and he wasn't really in a mood to chat. Beside, he wondered when Jimmy Tesla will show up and he would rather avoid meeting him tonight.

"Call me!" Bianca urged him as she gave Jimmy a kiss on his cheek.

"I will," Jimmy promised.

"Seriously, call me!" She insisted.

***BB***

"Morning, pops," Frank looked up from his newspapers when he heard his father enter the kitchen. The commissioner was already dressed up and ready to go to work.

"Morning, Francis," His father replied as he took a coffee cup from the cupboard. "I could hear you rummaging down here already at four o'clock in the morning. What gives?" He asked his son.

Frank just stood up and poured himself another cup of coffee.

"I don't know, pops. I just don't feel right about the dinner I had with Jimmy Riordan the other night," he revealed to his father.

"You mean that young lawyer who works for the Sanfinos?" Henry wanted to make sure that they were both talking about the same person. He then took the kettle from Francis.

"Yeah, that's him. I feel like I was just trying to use him the whole time while in fact he seemed like a really nice boy." The commissioner revealed his concerns to Henry who often provided him with some advice or help.

"But he works for the Sanfinos!" Henry reminded to his son.

The commissioner just took a deep breath. If only it was that simple. He thought for himself.

"Yeah, that's the other thing. As I understood, he kind of feels obliged to Sanfinos because they are the only family he has ever known." Frank told his father.

"I can't help but wonder how things might have turned out for him if he wasn't orphan." The commissioner added after a while.

"Is that all, Francis?" Henry questioned, wondering whether there was something else his son wasn't telling him.

"Yeah, well…, there is, but, please, do not think I am a fool...," he pleaded his father.

"What is it then?" Henry wanted to know.

"Ehm, when I talked to Jimmy, it was like I was talking to Joe...," the commissioner revealed to his father. He knew how he sounded, but he couldn't help it.

"Francis, Joe has been gone for less than a year, it's natural you see him everywhere. Besides, he is not your first son you have lost," Henry reminded to his son carefully.

Of course, his father was talking Jamie. Frank's youngest son who went missing just when he was about a year and half. Frank has never really recovered from that loss and neither have the rest of the family. Not that it is possible for a parent to recover from something like that.

"That has been a long time ago," the commissioner shook his head as if he was trying to chase memories of his little boy away.

"Was it?" His father questioned, "Because I still have it vividly before my eyes like it was yesterday."

Frank was saying nothing about Henry's last comment.

"Anyway, my advice to you is, follow your guts and go talk to Mr. Riordan, if you feel bad about how the things went between you." He told his son as he took his leave, giving Frank's shoulder a tight squeeze when he passed him by.

"Thanks, pops!" The commissioner uttered.

***BB***

"Commissioner," Jimmy uttered surprised when he opened the door to see the NYPD

Commissioner Frank Reagan standing in front of his apartment.

"I had a feeling that we started on a wrong foot," Frank announced to Jimmy with his head down. "I think that by now you probably figured that I have invited you to the dinner mainly because of your ties to the Cavazzerre family. And that wasn't right of me. Because that dinner should have been about the selfless act you made when you risked your own life to save that baby. I'm sorry for that! I really am."

Jimmy looked the man in the eye, not sure what he should say. He liked Frank Reagan because he seemed like a man of his word, but at the same time when he raised his connections to the Sanfinos during that dinner, it hurt him, mainly because whether he liked it or not, they were the only family he ever had, and uncle Phil has always taught him to look out for his family.

"I should probably be going," Frank mumbled when Jimmy was saying nothing. He was about to leave when he heard:

"Perhaps, you would like to come inside and have some coffee." Jimmy suggested suddenly.

Frank turned around. He wasn't sure if he heard correctly at first, but then he replied:

"That would be nice," and followed Jimmy into his apartment.

To be continued…

AN:

When writing a story, it's difficult to decide what to tell and what to leave to reader's imagination. I hope you don't mind too much that I'm sometimes giving you only a snippets. I would love to hear your ideas where you think this story is going and where you would like me to take it. Also, let me know how do you like season 10 so far. I haven't been watching it yet, so wondering how are you liking it?

For those of you in quarantine because of corona virus, try to stay cool and keep reading fan fiction.