Okay guys, here's the next chapter. Enjoy! :)

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Chapter 2

"John …" Nathan called his friend. They played billiard with George while Grace and Bailey took a drink at the bar and Sam and Coop were talking on a small table on the other side of the pub. John looked at them as he heard Nathan calling his name.

"What?" John asked leaning against the wall behind the billiard table, playing with his cue.

"It's your turn John. Where are you with your mind today?" George teased and looked from John to Sam's table.

"Nowhere…" he walked to the table and made his next stroke, "…George, your turn. Anyone else need a drink?"

"No thanks, I still have mine…" George answered and walked to the billiard table. Nathan shook his head too. John nodded and made his way to the bar.

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"Sam, what is it?" Coop asked, grabbing her hand.

"Nothing…" she smiled and took her glass of ginger ale.

"What would you say when you'll come to my house… and we make ourselves a romantic evening…" he leaned towards her, caressing her cheek.

"Please don't…" she took his hand and put it back on the table, "…I'm tired okay?"

"Fine…" Coop stood up and headed to the restrooms.

With a sigh Sam took her glass of ginger ale and emptied it in one go.

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"May I have this seat?" she heard a too well familiar voice behind her back. She looked up at him and smiled, "John.... sure…"

John sat down on the seat beside her and said, "Fine… and…" he looked around, "…where's Coop?"

Sam rolled her eyes and answered, "At the toilet I think…" she put a strand of hair behind her ear, "…and? Who's winning?"

"What?" John asked confusing.

She pointed to the billiard table where Nathan and George were playing.

"Oh, this… uhm, I don't know…" he laughed, "…not my best day."

"I see…" she smiled and looked at him.

"What is it?" John asked, grinning.

"Uhm, you came with your car, right?" she grinned.

"Yes, why?" John laughed.

"Well… I just wondered if you… I'd like to go home and…" she looked at him, pleading.

"If I can drive you home? Sure I can…" he smiled.

"But you haven't finished your game, have you?" Sam asked.

"That's okay… I'm not in the mood anyway…" he smiled and stood up, "…then, let's go!"

"Sure, but I have to pay first…" she searched for money in her purse.

"No no, that's on me… what did you have?" John asked.

"Two Ginger Ale's… thanks…" she looked at him with a smile.

"You're very welcome…" John smiled back at her and walked to the bar.

Sam stood up and slipped into her coat as Coop came back from the toilets.

"Sam… where're you going?" he asked.

"Home… I told you I'm tired" Sam answered without looking at him.

"Okay, I'll drive you…" Coop offered her.

"No thanks…" she took her purse and waved her friends good bye.

"Okay, we can go now…" John said and slipped into his coat too.

Coop looked at John, "No, I'll drive her home… you should go back and play with your friends" he said angrily.

"I've told you before, that I'll go with John… so, may you excuse us. See you tomorrow at work… John?" she looked at him.

"Yeah, let's go…" he smiled and walked with her to his car.

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"So, here we are…" John stopped in front of the firehouse.

"Thanks…" Sam said with a smile, "…uhm, would you like to come upstairs… for a cup of coffee?"

"I thought you're tired?" John smiled.

"No, not really… so… yes or no?"

"Hmm… yes…" he answered grinning. Both got out of the car and walked to the firehouse.

"Where's Chloe?" John asked as he put off his coat.

"Angel took her to visit her parents…" Sam answered, walking into the kitchen, "…sugar and milk, right?"

John followed her and leant against the fridge, "I'm impressed. How can you look through me so fast?" he laughed.

"That's what I'm good in. There's nothing you can hide… so watch out buddy…" Sam answered grinning and turned the coffee machine on.

"I will… that's for sure…" John answered with a smile.

"Do you remember the first time we met? After one day I was able to look through you… and I was right, was is?" Sam asked.

"About the Chinese food and the women on high heels? Well Dr. Waters… actually you were… but I've changed…" John said laughing and rubbed his stubbly chin.

Sam nodded, "Of course…" she answered and tried to hide her laugh.

"What?" John grinned and raised his left eyebrow.

"Nothing Grant… I believe you…" she tilted her head to one side and smiled.

"Oh, you'd damn well better…" John laughed.

He turned around to open the fridge and took out the bottle of milk. Then he opened the cupboard above the oven and grabbed two cups.

Sam looked at him with a smile, "Put everything on the tray…" she pointed at the wooden tray on top of the fridge, "…coffee is ready in a second."

"Okay…" John reached for the tray and put everything on it.

After a few seconds Sam turned off the coffee machine and placed the pot on the tray too.

They walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa, placing the tray on the small table in front of them. Sam filled the two cups with coffee and handed one to John. He took a sip and placed it back on the table.

Sam held her cup in her hands and looked at him, "Do you like something to eat? I have doughnuts if…" she offered him but John cut her off, "…no thanks… I'm not hungry!"

"Okay…" Sam smiled and looked at the cup in her hand.

"Sam?" John started after a few moments of silence.

She looked up at him, "Yeah?"

"I… I was wondering if… well, I have this tickets and…" he looked at her puzzled face, "…uhm, maybe it's not a good idea, I'm sorry… forget it."

"Why not? Tell me… tickets for what?" she asked.

"For… for this hockey end game… but I know you're not in that kind of stuff and…"

"Wait wait… I've always wanted to go to an ice hockey game…" Sam answered with a smile, "…when is it?"

"Really?" John's smile widened, "…uhm, this Saturday…"

"Great, I'm coming with you…" Sam answered and took a sip from her coffee.

"I'm really looking forward to it… and maybe… if we're hungry afterwards… we can go somewhere for dinner… but only if you want to of course…" John suggested.

"That would be great…" she replied with a yawn, "…oh, I'm sorry!"

"You're tired… I better go…" he stood up and brought the tray into the kitchen. Then he walked to the door and slipped into his coat, "…see you tomorrow at work." he said and pressed the button for the elevator.

"Good night, John…"

"Yeah, good night…" John said and walked into the elevator.

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After John was gone Sam took a shower. She was in her bedroom when the telephone rang. She hurried into the living room and took the phone, "Hallo?"

"Sam? It's me, Coop!" he said.

"Coop…" she sighed, "…what do you want? It's late…"

"I know. It's just… I want to talk about what happened at 'Barneys'."

"There's nothing to talk about Coop. I was tired and I wanted to go home, okay?" she told him.

"Yeah, but why do you want Grant to drive you home and not me? I just don't understand Sam. So please tell me."

Sam sighed again, "John was there… and I asked him… that's it…" she explained.

"And is he still there? With you?" Coop asked trying to hide his jealousy.

"Not that it's one of your business… but no, he's not here anymore…"

"Uh huh… but he was there, right? In the firehouse?" Coop's voice raised.

"Okay that's ridiculous. You know what? It's late and I'm exhausted… I really want to go to bed now… bye!" she told him and cut him off.

I can't believe this , she thought as she walked back to her bedroom. She put on her nightgown as the phone rang again. So she walked back into the living room and took the phone again, "What is it? I told you I'm tired and I want to sleep now… so please, leave me alone okay?" Sam shouted into the telephone.

"Sam? I'm sorry… I didn't mean to wake you up…" John said, regretting he called her.

"John? No, it's okay… I thought you are… uhm, is something wrong?" she asked worriedly.

"No, but I can't find my badge… I thought it slipped out of my pockets… maybe on the couch or somewhere else…" John said while he ran his fingers through his hair.

"Hmm… okay, let me see…" she walked over to the couch and turned on the little lamp on the side, "…hmm, guess what I've found…" she laughed and took his badge.

"You've found it?" John let out a sigh of relief, "…oh my god, I thought I've lost it somewhere else…" he continued laughing, "… Bailey wouldn't be so glad about this, would he?"

"No, he wouldn't…" she smiled, "…tomorrow you'll get it back okay?"

"Thanks… and I'm sorry if I've disturbed you…" John apologized.

"You never disturb me John, okay?

"Okay…" he said with a smile, "…then, good night… again."

"Yeah, good night… bye!" she said and put the phone down onto the receiver.

tbc...

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So, this was chapter 2 :) I hope you've enjoyed it. Oh and i'm sure you figured out that i'm a Believer, right? lol.. Please R&R