A/N: Things are moving forward. More drama is to come along with some new characters, well more like one important one, but she won't show up for awhile yet. There is tons more to look forward too including a big Leon Sheets showdown as well as Kylie's return.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: A Few Things Revealed

Sam was woken by a tap on her shoulder. Sam opens her eyes and spots Kelsey. She sits up right away.

"What's the matter?"

"I'm sorry I woke you, but I got called into work and I didn't want Aidan staying up there by himself. I brought him down here and he's sleeping in his room."

Sam nods her head and gives a small smile towards her ex.

"Thanks Kelsey. Is it about my case?"

Kelsey shrugs her shoulders.

"I don't know and I can't tell you even if I did." Kelsey looks towards the book on the coffee table and nods her head. "You and your parents really need to catch up. It took a while for your family to repair themselves after the addiction. I'll see you around."

"Kelsey?" Sam calls out.

Kelsey turns around from the door and raises an eyebrow.

"What's up?"

"Do you think you and I could talk some more, maybe after the wedding or something?"

"The wedding is in two days. You want to wait two days to talk?"

Sam nods her head.

"I need to get my head on straight and I think I need two days before I can really have another emotional conversation with you."

"Whatever you want Sam," Kelsey says before exiting the house without another look towards Sam.

Sam sighs and closes her eyes. She needed to sleep some more.

-DG-

"Leon Sheets was spotted a few miles outside of Tree Hill."

Agent Berry hadn't even got people settled in yet and those were the first words she had said. Everyone in the room looked determined to get him, but Kelsey, she looked scared and worried and Agent Berry knew how she felt. She had lost her daughter to this bastard and Kelsey could still possibly lose the love of her life. It sucks.

"I want this entire team on it. I want unmarked cars in front of the Baker house."

"I live there," Kelsey speaks up. Her partner Detective Rider raised his eyebrow. "I live in their garage. The house will be covered. Plus I think putting cars in front of their house is a dead giveaway to Leon that we know he's on his way here."

Agent Berry shakes his head.

"I'll place an unmarked car in the neighbor's driveway, but I'm not leaving it up to you to protect them. You need more back up then that. I want to get Leon before it gets that far anyway."

"In two days there will be the McFadden/Adams wedding. I'm in the wedding party, but I think it would be appropriate for some of our team to attend the wedding. It helps keep Sam safer. I know she will be attending."

Agent Berry smiles gently at Kelsey.

"I'll see what I can do. Jefferson, Samuelson and Draft, I need to speak with you in the hallway, everyone else I'll speak with you soon."

Agent Berry and the officers she called out of the room left and everyone else got back to what they were assigned to work on before Agent Berry called a meeting.

"You live at the Baker house."

Kelsey looks up from the papers on her desk to her partner.

"Yeah, I do. I sold the house that Sam and I bought together. Look, I'm not really interesting in talking about my life so can you just leave it be Rider. You're getting on my nerves."

Rider raises his hands in surrender.

"Whatever you say partner."

-DG-

Sam was sitting in the kitchen with her parents during the late morning. Aidan had a play date with Lydia so he was brought over to the Scott house after he head woken up. He didn't speak a word to Sam and Sam didn't blame him.

Sam pushed the AA book to the middle of the table and looks at both of her parents.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here and I'm sorry if my leaving caused one of you to drink to the point of having an addiction."

Brooke glanced at her husband who was tapping the counter with his finger. She could tell he was nervous, but she wanted him to say it.

"It wasn't your fault Sam. My addiction isn't your fault. One moment I was having one drink every other night especially after work and the next thing you know it's a drink every night and then a few drinks a night," Julian shrugs his shoulders. "It took me six months to admit I had a problem," Brooke grabs onto her husband's hand. "Your mom had enough of my drinking and when she said she wanted a divorce that's when I took the initiative to turn my life around. I've been sober for almost two years."

Sam wiped her tears from her face before she spoke.

"I'm so sorry daddy. I should've been there and I wasn't there. I'm sorry."

Julian gets up from his chair and wraps his little girl into his arms. He held her until Sam had stopped crying. Brooke wipes her tears away as well as her daughters.

"Sam, it's not your fault, okay?"

Sam shakes her head.

Brooke grasps her daughter's head into her hands gently.

"It's not your fault. Do you understand me?"

Sam nods her head as best as she could with her mother's hands on her face. Brooke drops her hands and wraps her arms around her daughter.

"That's good," Brooke says as she places a kiss on her daughter's temple. "It's not your fault."

-DG-

A few hours later and Sam was resting on the couch after an emotional day. Brooke had gone to pick up Aidan leaving Julian and Sam alone. Julian takes a seat next to his daughter.

"What's going on with your life?"

"Not much," Sam responds. "I'm trying to write my next book, but it's not going too well. My editor thinks that being home maybe good for my creative juices."

"What does Kylie think about you being home without her?"

Sam turns her head to face her father.

"What does Kylie have to do with anything?"

"Sam, I overheard your phone conversation last night. You're dating Kylie. Is she the same Kylie from high school?"

Sam sighs and nods her head.

"She is and she's also my editor."

"Do you love her?"

Sam rests her head on her father's shoulder.

"I'd like to think I do, but I'm not so sure anymore and I know that sounds bad, but being home and seeing Kelsey again it just stirs up all the old feelings and I don't know what to do with them. I don't want to feel like this daddy. I hate feeling like this."

All Julian could do was comfort his daughter. And he was glad to do it.