Lucky grinned when he saw the look on Sam's face. This felt good to be with her in the Jacuzzi again. He couldn't imagine not being with her right now. Thoughts of her had ran through his head the past few days and he knew he had to see her tonight. "Does it feel better? Your leg, I mean," he said.

"Yes, it does feel a lot better. At first, it felt like I had been shot, but I was hit by a car," Sam said with a sigh, swimming to sit beside him in the water. "I really am glad that you are here, Lucky. I also miss spending time with you, Lucky. Being with you is one of my favorite things to do."

A smile crept upon Lucky's face again as he heard her words. "It's my one of my favorite things to do, too," he told her and leaned in to kiss her. He felt bad they had fought and just wanted to make things right between them again.

When he leaned in, she couldn't help herself, and her lips crashed against Lucky's lips. She just needed to feel and to get lost into the moment.

Lucky felt that he needed to get lost in the moment as well. He was glad she wanted to kiss him too and he kissed her back passionately, bringing a hand up to her face to kiss her closer. It was then that he knew he could fall back in love her. She had flaws just like him and he had to accept them.

Feeling him give into the kiss, Sam moved her body slowly and gently into his lap, kissing him, and she allowed her hands to run up and down his chest. Being with Lucky was the most natural thing to do, and she missed being this close to him. Breaking the kiss, she sighed. "I miss you so much, baby."

His body felt much warmer again as he kissed her back and held her in his lap. This is where he wanted to be for the rest of the night. "I miss you, too. This is where I want to be, with you."

Sam blinked away the tears forming in her eyes and she ran her hands up to his shoulders. "I want to be here with you, Lucky. I miss you so much," She whispered as she pressed her forehead against his.

"I'm sorry for not believing you. I have to accept you for who you are, flaws in all, just like you've accepted me," Lucky told her softly as she pressed her forehead against his. "I don't want to hurt you and I know you don't want to hurt me."

"I never meant to hurt you, Lucky," Sam whispered against his lips, sucking on it lightly, and she looked into his eyes. "I only want the both of us to be happy like we deserve to be. I want to be with you, Lucky. Would it be possible for me to be your girl... or um, I don't know how to make it sound less corny."

A chuckle emitted from Lucky at her words. "I think that's very possible. You have been my girl, I pretty much considered you my girlfriend when Elizabeth and I were over," he told her. He liked that she was his girlfriend. They both had gone through so much and the comfort they found in each other had been good for them.

Beaming through her happiness, Sam looked into Lucky's eyes, and she ran her fingers through his hair, moving her body more against him, and she loved the safety she felt being in his arms. "This is so nice, Lucky. We're a couple."

"Yes, we are," Lucky agreed and was beaming with happiness as well. "You're beautiful, you know that," he said as he moved a strand of her hair behind her ear.

Sam blushed as she looked at him. "Oh Lucky," Sam gushed, sliding her hands around his neck. "I haven't been called beautiful in a long time. It's really nice to hear you say it. You know--- when Jason and I were together, he never did call me that."

"How could he not call you beautiful? I don't see how he let you slip through his fingers either," Lucky told her with a smile. He liked that he was able to light up her eyes with his words.

"I am glad that he did because you wouldn't be here, Lucky. I like hearing you call me beautiful. It's nice," Sam replied with a smile, sliding her hand on his bare chest, stretching her injured leg out. "My leg feels a little bit better. Thank you for making me get in here."

"You're welcome. I'm glad I could help," Lucky said and liked how her hands felt on his chest. She always made him feel good. "I hate fighting with you, but I'm glad we got past what happened."

"I hate fighting period, Lucky," Sam whispered, nibbling on his bottom lip. "I know what I do like doing and that's kissing you, Officer. I've been such a bad girl lately."

"Careful, you're going to turn me on again," Lucky said with a grin. He kissed her again passionately.

Giggling, Sam kissed Lucky back, and she moved against him. Pulling away for a second, she looked at him. "Would that be so bad if I turned you on?"