OMG, so the reviews have been awesome! Thank you to everyone, who has read, followed and favourited. I am pretty happy right now :) SO much so that I have written the next chapter for you. It was a little difficult, because I suddenly realised, how does someone actually make a decision in these circumstances? After doing a bit of research on RCMP, I still didn't have clue what I was going to do! But here goes... ENJOY! And please review!

Much love xx

P.S the song in the last chapter was by one of my favourite Artisits... Bryan Adams - Please forgive me.

This is what I wanted, right? I said all I wanted was for him to wrap me up in his arms and tell me he loves me. He didn't do that exactly, but for Sam to confess all that he did, its pretty much the same thing.

After our conversation in the car park of The Penny, we agreed to do dinner tomorrow night. Which is supposed to be my last night here. There's god's bad timing again. So, I have until tomorrow to decide. I don't know what I am supposed to do. The transfer to RCMP is going to be one of the best opportunities I'll have in my career, who knows where it will lead me. But when the man I love, wants me to stay, how do I say no? He asked if I could get a posting to Toronto once I have completed the lateral entry-training course, but apparently they don't post you back to your origin of transfer.

I am starting to get a massive headache thinking about it all. Love or career? Love or career? Maybe I should ask myself; who am I? Am I a person that will sacrifice love for the sake of an opportunity? Or am I the person, who will pass up the opportunity for a man I love? What is a career if I am alone at night? But what is love, if that person holds it against you when you try and further your career?

I think it will be best to decide when I have a clear head. Alcohol plus being emotional, is not a good formula for rational decisions. Bed time it is! I'll shower in the morning I'm too tired.

I remembered to turn my alarm off yesterday, so when I wake its at a decent hour. I stay in bed for a while, thinking about what I'm going to do. Maybe I should see Frank. With his rank and experience, he may be able to give me some insight into my problems.

I'm getting dressed when there is a knock at the door. Opening the door, the removalist greets me, "Andrea McNally?"

"Ah yes, sorry, come in"

"This shouldn't take too long, we have three of us here, and with everything packed, should only take us an hour".

"Thanks, is the storage address listed?"

"Queen Self storage on Spadina Avenue?" He queries.

"That's the one" I give him a small smile.

I make my way into the kitchen for a glass of water. More thinking, wow Sam was right when he said I over think things. I already know what I want to do, maybe I should just go with that, if it turns out to be the wrong decision, it wont be the end of the world.

50 minutes, that's all it takes them to put every one of my possessions into their truck. As soon as they have finished, I grab my phone, keys and wallet and run out the door. I need to see Frank; I need him to withdrawal my application. This is it, I'm taking a leap of faith, I'm not choosing love, I'm not choosing career. I can have both; I can be a cop and be with him too. That is what will make me happy; making both work is what I choose.

I feel on top of the world, flying high, on cloud nine, whatever you want to call it…. That's me right now. So happy, so in love, so blindly in love, so blind I didn't see the car come flying around the corner when I run across the road.

Well of course, it wouldn't be as simple as happy ever after... review for me and I will try and get the next chapter up as soon as possible.