Oliver and Jerry pulled up outside Sam's place the following morning and parked in the same spot they had the previous night.

"So why are we here again?" Oliver asked as he stuffed a breakfast burritto in his mouth.

"Because the mystery woman left the kid with Sam. Alone. They clearly aren't an item or she would have stayed, right?"

"Right."

"So there's still a chance McNally could turn up."

"Even though her facebook feed from last night clearly shows her and Peck are living it up in the big apple?"

"They could have been taken any time!"

"Yeah, because McNally and Peck have a habit of going on girly weekends away."

"Trust me on this one Ollie, something fishy is going on here."

"Blueberry pancakes?" Sam asked as he carried Katie to the kitchen for breakfast.

"No." Katie replied with a giggle.

"Banana pancakes?" Sam asked.

"No."

"Cereal?"

Katie shook her head, her cheeky smile plastered over her face.

"I know. Pancakes with maple syrup and yoghurt?" Sam asked narrowing his eyes at Katie.

Katie nodded her head making Sam laugh.

"Wanna help me make them?" he asked her, pulling a chair towards the counter. Katie ran over to the chair and climbed up while Sam pulled everything he would need for the pancakes out of the cupboards.

Twenty minutes later, they each sat with a small stack of pancakes in front of each of them.

"What do you want to do today?"

Katie shrugged her shoulders as she ate her breakfast, smearing the syrup and yoghurt over her face and dropping piece of pancake on the floor.

"It's my friend Andy's birthday today. Shall we make her something?" Sam asked, hit with sudden inspiration.

Katie looked at him ponderingly before agreeing.

"What shall we make?"

"Cookies!"

"I was hoping you'd say that!"

Andy woke early the Saturday morning to Gail snoring softly, passed out on her front beside her. She climbed out of bed and headed for the shower.

When she was showered and dressed she heard her phone ping from the night stand. She picked it up to find she had a missed call and two text messages.

The missed call was from her dad and so was one of the messages which was wishing her a happy birthday. The second message was from Dylan, also wishing her a happy birthday.

Gail flipped her body over in the bed and rubbed her nose with a sleepy hand.

"What time is it?" she groaned.

"Little after eight."

"How are you awake at this time?"

"The prospect of shopping was far too appealing!"

"Shopping?!" Gail asked confused.

"Yes Gail, shopping. We discussed this weekend on the plane over here. We said shopping this morning, sights early afternoon before getting ready for dinner and the show later."

"Oh yeah. Let me get up and then we can go for breakfast."

Sam was around the store with Katie in a cart ticking items off the shopping list he had made for the cookies as, when he checked, he had nothing in.

"What else do we need?" he asked her.

"Orange"

"Orange?"

"Yesh!"

"You telling me you want an orange?"

"Yesh Pwease!"

"Alright. I'll get you some oranges."

"And 'nanas."

"And some bananas."

Sam diverted the cart down the fruit section of the store and saw Katie's eyes light up at the amount of fruit available.

"Ap-ple" She said pointing at them.

"We'll get you some oranges and 'nanas. I've got apples at home." Sam told her, picking up a packet of oranges and putting them in the cart.

He picked up a lemon and added it to the oranges before leaving the fruit and veg section and continuing his shopping, chatting nonsense to Katie as he did, slowing sensing that he was being followed.

"What's up?" Gail asked as they waited for their breakfast.

"I haven't heard from Sam."

"It's still early. Give him time."

"I know, but I've had a text from Traci, Dov, Chris, Oliver, Frank and even Jerry."

"He's probably got his hands full. How old's his niece?"

"Three."

"Sam Swarek looking after a three year old. She probably has him hog tied and gagged while running around the house!"

Andy laughed at the absurd image Gail was giving her.

"So shopping?" Andy asked, tossing her phone on the table.

"Of course. You can't come to New York without shopping!"

"Where'd you want to start?"

Oliver followed Sam to the store, hiding every time Sam looked as if he were going to turn around.

He watched as Sam picked up a specific list of things and added them to the cart and laughed quietly as his listened to their conversation.

He was surprised by how at ease Sam seemed to be with this child and realised there was more to his friend than he thought!

Aisle by aisle Oliver followed Sam around the store until he came to the last one. When he turned the corner, Sam, the cart and Katie were gone, leaving Oliver looking around in a wild panic.

He pulled his phone from his pocket and dialled Jerry.

"I've lost him!" He said in a hushed whisper, still eyeing up the aisles.

"What do you mean you've lost him?" Jerry asked.

"I turned the corner and poof vanished."

Oliver turned to go back up the aisles he was in and immediately walked into a cart. He looked up to see a less than impressed Sam starting at him.

"Never mind. I found him." Oliver told Jerry, pretending to hang up the phone.

Sam could feel someones eyes on him so he went to to the toiletries department and used the mirrors to determine who it was. He didn't want Katie to get caught up with some of the bad guys he'd put away.

Glancing in the mirror he saw someone disappear very quickly from view and recognised the profile immediately.

"So much to learn my friend!" Sam muttered before he headed off to finish his shopping.

He wondered the aisles, now fully aware of Oliver following him. He waited patiently for his moment and found it in the last aisle. He glanced in the mirrored shelf edging and saw Oliver duck out of sight and took the chance to duck into a cut through between the two aisles telling a giggling Katie to be quiet.

He speed walked up the aisle and around the end to come back down the aisle he had just been in, right behind Oliver.

"Never mind. I found him."

"Talk. Now." Sam said, his face straight. Oliver could tell he wasn't amused, but had to laugh as Katie looked at him with the same stern expression.

"Talk? About what?" Oliver asked, feigning innocence, knowing it was too late for the 'fancy meeting your here' line.

"How about you and Jerry invading my privacy?"

"What? We didn't"

"Yes you did. You followed me home last night and here this morning. Don't deny it Oliver, I caught you remember!"

"You took vacation time. You never take vacation time. We thought you might have sneaked away with McNally to New York. Then we saw, well this and decided she'd stayed here with you."

"What do you think Katie? Do you think he's telling the truth?" Sam asked.

Katie looked at Oliver, cocked her head and nodded.

"Me too. Now are you going to come out with the rest of it so Jerry can get the first hand account?" Sam asked, nodding at the phone.

"Ask him who the kid is?" Sam heard Jerry screech from the phone.

"Is McNally actually in New York?" Oliver asked, ignoring Jerry.

"As far as I'm aware."

"Have you spoken to her? Wished her a happy birthday?"

Sam's face fell as he realised he had forgotten to send Andy a message that morning. He would just have to send her a picture of the cookies later.

"You forgot about her birthday didn't you?"

"No. I knew. Just been busy."

"Which brings me back to Jerry's question."

"Finally!" Jerry shouted down the phone line.

"This is Katie. Katie this is Oliver. Say hi!" Sam said, waving between them.

"Hi Mover!" Katie said, trying to tuck her face into Sam's side, but not getting anywhere because she was fastened in to the cart.

"Hi Katie. And how do you know Sam?"

Katie's only response was a confused look, so Oliver turned to Sam and raised his eyebrow. Sam steered the cart around Oliver and walked down the aisle towards the cash desk. While Oliver had been talking to Katie, he had seen the time on the clock above the door and realised, for his plan to work that they needed to get on.

"My niece Ol. Katie is my niece and she's spending the weekend with me while Sarah is out of town." Sam told Oliver as he fell into step beside the cart.

"Wait? That was Sarah? She definately got the better end of the gene pool!"

"Katie, hit him will you!"

Katie made a fist with her tiny hand and punched Oliver in the arm.

"OW!" He exclaimed, rubbing the spot Katie had hit.

Sam pulled the trolley up to the till and started unloading it on to the conveyor.

"Make yourself useful and bag?" Sam suggested to Oliver.

Between the two of them they bagged the groceries and made it back out to Sams truck.

"Now that you know what I am doing, and who I am doing it with there is no need for you or the others for that matter, to be following me."