So guys, this will be the last part. I had a rough week but finally i found time to finish this... :)
Once again i want to thank my friend Sandy for her support. I know you're away right now, but I think of you and I hope you're better soon. I miss you...
And of course I want to thank all my reviewers... I wrote it for all Believers out there and i really hope you liked it... :)
So, well.. enough said.. here we go...lol

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Chapter 8

Sam came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and drying her hair. She climbed into her bed and tried to get some sleep but her thoughts always circled around what happened in the basement, with Coop and with John. With a glance on her clock she grabbed her telephone and dialled the number of the firehouse.

"Hallo?" came a tiny voice on the other side of the line.

"Hi Chloe, it's me… mommy!"

"Mommy…" the little girl cheered up, "…how you're doing?"

"I'm fine… what about you?" Sam asked her.

"Me too. Guess where I went today mommy…" Chloe said, giggling.

"Hmm… I don't know. Tell me."

"At the zoo… with Angel…"

"Wow… and did you have fun?"

"Yes… we saw elephants, bears and monkeys. There was a baby monkey too. It was so sweet!" Chloe told her excited.

"I'm glad you had fun, Chloe…" Sam told her daughter.

"Can we go to the zoo when you're back? I want to show you the baby monkeys… can we go? Please!" Chloe pleaded, playing with the telephone cable.

"Sure, I'd like that a lot…"

"I want John to come with us. Do you think he wants to?"

"I'll ask him." Sam suggested, smiling.

"Okay… when do you come home?"

"I don't know yet. When we caught the bad guy."

"Hm, okay… I hope that's not going to take much longer because I miss you mommy."

"I miss you too…" Sam said with teary eyes, "…dream well, Chloe!"

"You too. I love you...bye!"

"Love you too. Bye"

Sam put the phone back on her bedside table and pulled the blankets up to her chin. She was really exhausted and tried to get some sleep. But every time she closed her eyes, she saw Blake and felt the gun on her head. So she sat up and turned on the small light to her right. It was not, that she was scared but she didn't want to fall asleep and have one of her nightmares she knew from the times when Jack controlled her life.

So she got up and opened the door to John's room. He laid on his bed, facing the tiny window near the table. Hearing his steady breath, she concluded that he was asleep. With a smile she tilted her head to the side and watched him a moment. How he laid there with his jogging pants and bare chest. Oh how she loved to watch him.

After closing the door behind her, she walked towards his bed and laid down in front of him, placing his arm around her waist. For a moment she didn't know what she was doing, but it felt so good to have him near her, to feel his heartbeat and to hear his breath. And most of all, it felt so right to have his arms protectively around her.

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A few hours later John woke up and felt someone beside him. Without opening his eyes, he smelled her, the sweet scent of her hair and her body. He could never get enough of her. Softly he caressed her arm and noticed that she was a little to cold for his taste. So he carefully reached to the bottom of the bed and pulled the blanket over both of them. She stirred as she felt it and opened her eyes. John clang to her and whispered into her ear, "It's okay, go back to sleep."

"Okay…" she mumbled and closed her eyes again.

John smiled and shoved his hand underneath the blanket where he took her hand in his. After only five minutes both drifted back to sleep and didn't wake up till someone called at 8 in the morning.

Sam heard the telephone first and unnoticed where she was, she grabbed the phone and held it to her ear, "Yeah?"

"We have…" Bailey stopped as he recognized her voice, "…Sam?"

"Bailey…" she rubbed her face with the free hand, "…what is it?"

"Did I dial the wrong number? I thought John has room number 220. Seems I've mixed something up here…" Bailey said.

"Uhm… actually, you haven't…" she stated and ran one of her hands through John's hair, "John? Wake up, it's Bailey."

"What?" he opened his eyes, "Bailey?"

Sam nodded and gave him the phone, "Yeah?"

A little confused, Bailey began "John, we have Robert Blake. They caught him as he tried to leave the country."

"Great. So are we finished here?" he asked, rubbing his face.

"Our flight back to Atlanta goes in… one hour. Please, don't be late!"

"Of course not… bye!" he sighed and ended the call.

"What?" Sam asked, looking at him.

"They caught Blake and he's been arrested. Our flight back goes in one hour. Bailey wants us to be on time… so we should get up and pack our things…" he turned on his side and propped his head on his hand.

"Now?"

"Unfortunately, yeah…" he smiled and brushed a strand of her from her face.

"But I don't want to… I like it so much better here…" she grinned and pulled the blanket up to her chin again.

"Same here…" he looked at her, "…but we have to!"

"I know…" she sighed.

"And… did you sleep well?" John asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Uhm, yes… thanks!" she answered with a smile.

"For what?

"For making me sleep well…" she leaned forwards and gave him a small kiss.

"It was a pleasure!"

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A few days later...

"Mummy? Is it 3 already?" Chloe ran into the bathroom where her mother was making her hair. Sam turned to her daughter, "No honey, it's 2.30…" she told her with a smile, "…he won't be late."

"Did he really say he wants to come with us? Maybe he forgot…" Chloe said, sadly.

"No, he hasn't… he promised me come. And he's so excited about the little monkeys you talked about."

Chloe giggled and looked at her mum, "Cool. Where's the camera? I'd like to take some pictures."

"Uhm… it's in the living room, in the closet… in the upper drawer I guess…" she told her and searched for some earrings in her little bag.

Suddenly someone rang and Chloe ran to the elevator, "It's John, can I let him in?"

"Sure…" Sam answered and walked in the living room as the elevator doors opened.

"John… John… are you ready for the zoo?" the little girl asked him, excitedly.

"Hey kiddo… of course…" he said with a smile and his eyes wandered to Sam, "Hi…"

"Hey…" she gave him a small smile.

"Are you ready?"

"Yeah… I just need my purse…" she looked around, "…well, here it is. Now I'm ready."

Chloe packed the camera into her backpack and threw it over her shoulders, "I'm ready too. Let's go!" she grabbed John's hand and pulled him into the elevator. With a smile, Sam followed them and pushed the button, causing the elevator to go down.

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An hour later they walked through the zoo. It was again a very hot summer day. Almost to hot for a visit to the zoo, but Chloe was so excited that both, Sam and John, didn't want to disappoint her. After seeing the bears, the penguins, the crocodiles and the giraffes, they found a quiet bench under a tree, where they sat down to rest for a minute.

"But I want to see the monkeys too. Mum, we haven't seen them yet…" Chloe said.

"We have time, Chloe. There's no need to hurry…" she smiled and caressed her daughter's hair.

The little girl sighed, forming a pout.

"Hey… the monkeys are over there. Just go ahead and we'll join you in a few minutes, hm?" John suggested, giving her a smile.

Chloe turned around and looked at the cages, "Can I?" she asked her mum.

"Sure…" Sam assured her, "…just be careful."

In a second the little girl ran to the cages and John laughed, "Children…"

"Yeah… children…" Sam repeated and turned to look at him, "I'm glad you came with us. It means so much to Chloe…"

"Hey, I always keep my promises!"

"I know…" Sam answered smiling.

After a short silence John started, "And… how do you feel?"

"Good. I'm glad we're here today. Chloe is so happy." She replied, her lips forming a small smile.

"That wasn't my question…" he studied her for a while, "…you didn't talk to Mr. Sanders, did you?"

"No…" Sam answered, sighing and turned her head to look at him "…because I'm fine. And I don't want to talk to a stranger about me. My feelings, problems, fears or my nightmares. I don't trust a lot of people in my life. You know that."

"You have nightmares?" he asked concerning, brushing a strand of her out of her face.

"Sometimes…" she whispered, "…but they'll disappear…"

"Sam, I'm there for you."

"I know that."

"If you want to talk about something, I'm here. Day and night. No matter what, okay?

"Okay…" she played with the buttons of John's shirt.

"Come here…" he pulled her into a tight hug. Closing her eyes, Sam laid her head on his shoulder and took in the sweet scent of John's shirt.

"Do you know what day tomorrow is?" he whispered into her ear.

Slowly she pulled apart and looked up at him, "Uhm, Sunday?"

"That's right. And?"

"Hmm, Sunday means… no work!"

"Right again…" John smiled, "…and?"

Sam began to laugh, "What and? I don't know, tell me."

"Do you remember the tickets I talked about last week?"

Suddenly Sam raised her eyebrows and smiled brightly, "The ice hockey endgame?"

"Still want to go?"

"Sure… it just… slipped out of my mind." Sam explained.

"Okay… I'm looking forward to it…" he told her, giving her his best smile.

"Me too…" she answered and met his lips into a kiss.

"Awww, that's cute…" Chloe piped up, grinning from ear to ear, with the camera in her hand.

They pulled apart, "You didn't take a photo, did you?" Sam asked her daughter, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course…" she said, happily.

John looked at the little girl and laughed.

"John Grant, why are you la…" but before she could finish her sentence, he silenced her with another kiss.

The End

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Thanks for reading my story. I know it's not that good like others here on this site but it has some really nice SJ situations, hasn't it? lol... Some i really loved to see on the show, but well... you all know we never got that... sigh..