Sam groaned and turned his body so that his chest was occupying the space Andy had just been, his face buried in her pillow, inhaling her scent. He heard a mumble and then the buzz of Andy allowing the stranger access to the apartment. He felt his eyes fluttering shut, but they sprung open when he heard Andy answer the door.

"Hi Dad! Is everything ok?" he heard her say from the door.

Deciding it was safe to get out of bed, Sam threw back the covers and once more got out of bed and set off for the kitchen.

"Morning Sam, I didn't wake you did I?" Tommy asked him as Sam stepped out of the bedroom.

"No. Night shifts. It's time we were getting up anyway."

"Not that I'm not happy to see you dad, but why are you here? Andy asked while making coffee in the kitchen

"Seen as though your birthday is coming up, I thought I would reignite an old tradition with a new twist."

Sam looked from Tommy to Andy and back again. He had no idea it was Andy's birthday and briefly wondered what to get her before registering the shock on Andy's face.

Tommy laughed at the expressions he was seeing in Sam and Andy, before fishing an envelope out of his pocket and passing it to Andy.

"I thought the two of you could go." he explained as Andy sliced the envelope open and emptied it on the counter top.

Two smaller envelopes fell onto the counter and Sam reached for the nearest one. It was brightly coloured and held an air of excitement within it. Curious Sam opened the flap and pulled out two tickets to The Lion King on Broadway in New York City.

He looked up to Andy to see she was holding what appeared to be two return plane tickets.

"Dad, you shouldn't have!" Andy scolded Tommy while Sam inspected the tickets more closely.

"I wanted to do something special for you to make up for all the times I missed your birthday because I was too drunk to know better."

"Thanks Dad!" Andy said wrapping her arms around his neck and planting kiss on his cheek.

"I can't go." Sam told them.

Andy and Tommy looked at him.

"I promised my sister I would look after my niece for the entire weekend. It's been planned for months." he explained, pointing at the date.

"I can't go, I'm on that sobriety cruise you made me go on." Tommy said.

"I could ask Traci I guess."

"Leo." Sam reminded her.

"What about Dylan?" Tommy suggested.

"I can ask him if he's got plans and can take the time off work. Oh God! Work! I'll have to clear this with Frank."

"Speaking of Work. If we don't get dressed and get going we will be late and raise eyebrows."

"Frank?" Andy asked, knocking on the glass wall of his office.

"What can I do for you Andy?"

"I wanted to know if the schedules for the month were out yet?"

"Yeah, I've got them right here."

"Am I working next weekend?"

"Can I request it off as vacation? I'm going away for the weekend for my birthday."

"Fill this in, sign it and get it back to me." Frank told her handing her a piece of paper.

He looked her up and down. There was no indication of excitement and he wondered how long it would take before Sam would request the weekend off too.

"What have you got planned?"

"I'm going to see a show on Broadway."

Andy left Frank's office and back to the bulllpen. Sitting at her desk she placed the form on the top of it and picked up a pen. Knowing Sam would also need a vacation form, she put the pen down and went to the photocopier and copied the form. On the way back to her desk, Andy wordlessley handed the form to Sam and sat back at her own desk. She filled it out and signed the bottom and pushed it away and picked up her cell. Dylan answered after a couple of rings.

"Hey!"

"What's up?"

"You got plans next weekend?"

"Yeah, kind of. Well, it's complicated. Why?"

"Dad got me tickets for my birthday and he can't go."

"I'm sorry Andy but I can't make it either. What about that guy your not seeing?"

"He can't make it."

"I'm sure someone will go with you."

"I don't know many people who would be up for going to see the Lion King and spending a weekend with me for my birthday. I've got to go. I'll talk to you later."

"I'll go with you." said a quiet voice.

Andy looked around and thought she was hearing things. She glanced at Gail who was looking directly at her.

"I'll go with you. I've always wanted to see a show on Broadway!" Gail repeated.

"So you're going to New York with the Ice Queen?" Sam asked as he drove them out of the Barn.

"Looks like."

"You don't seem overly excited about the idea."

"A full weekend stuck in a hotel with Gail. I can think of better ways to spend my birthday!"

"Which brings me to, when exactly were you going to tell me it's your birthday next weekend?"

Andy chewed her lip and stared out of the window.

"You weren't going to tell me, were you?"

"I don't tend to celebrate my birthday. It was the day my mom walked out and you probably heard this morning, most years my dad was too drunk to even remember what day of the week it was." Andy explained, still staring out of the window.

"Andy, I'm sorry." Sam said, reaching over the centre console and taking her hand, stroking the back of it with his thumb.

"You don't need to be sorry. It was a long time ago." She told him, looking him and smiling.

"So is it the Saturday or Sunday?"

"You aren't going to let this drop are you?"

"Nope."

"Unit 1506, disturbance at 390 Smiths Street."

Sam released Andy's hand as she reached for the radio.

"Unit 1506, show us responding."

Andy flicked the switch to turn on the siren and lights and Sam pressed his foot down on the accelerator.

"Saturday. My birthday is Saturday."