A/N: I'm a little apprehensive about this chapter so any feedback you can provide would be awesome. Thank you to those of you reading and reviewing so far!

Without further adieu, here is the next installment.

Disclaimer: Still don't own Shane or his family. Just my original characters.

Chapter 2

Unfortunately Shane never caught sight of the beauty he encountered before he began his run that morning. He had hoped they would cross paths in some other part of the park. He began to wonder if he had seen her at all. Had she been a creation of his imagination? His mother had been on his case for a while now about finding someone to share his life with. Shane shook his head, rubbing the back of his neck. No way, he thought. There was no doubt in his mind that she was very real. A smile pulled at his lips as he recalled her dark brown eyes meeting his and her welcoming smile. What he wouldn't give to see her again... to get to know her. The sound of someone clearing their throat brought him out of his reverie. Shane looked up to the amused smile of his sister, Stephanie.

"You look like you had a good morning, Shane-O."

Shane waved a hand, playing it off. "Nah. No different from any other morning. What's up?"

Stephanie hummed, "Mmhmm..."

Shane looked at Stephanie patiently, not divulging a thing, mainly because he had nothing to offer at this point.

Stephanie tried to wait Shane out, despite knowing the effort was futile. Finally she tried another tactic; pouting. "C'mon, Shane. Tell me what has that smile on your face."

Shane chuckled, shaking his head. "Steph, there's nothing to tell. When there is, I'll share. I promise."

Stephanie frowned but moved on to why she had originally come to Shane's office. She could try grilling him for more information later. "So... I came to ask you to lunch." She smiles down at her brother.

Shane debates for a moment and the hesitation is too much for Stephanie. She walks around the desk, grabbing her brother's hands and pulling him up from his chair. Shane smiles fondly at his sister; she never would take no for an answer. "Okay, okay. But its on me."

Stephanie grins, giving her brother a quick hug. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

Shane and Stephanie leave the office, heading out to grab a quick bite to eat before they both have to get back to work.

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Andrea Foster, a first grade detective with the NYPD, sat with her partner, Dominic, in their unmarked squad car. She was uncharacteristically all smiles and even humming at times. The man who had caught her eye months ago in the park had finally noticed her. Even just the brief wordless exchange was enough to send the excited butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

For Dominic, the situation was a little unnerving. He had never known his partner to be this happy working an AM tour. He had to speak up. "Alright, Andie... what gives? You've been all..." He waves his hand in the air, trying to articulate his feelings. "Happy." He makes a strange, confused face and then turns towards her a little, an eyebrow raised. "You get lucky last night?"

Andrea smacked him in the arm, rolling her eyes. "You are so crass, Dom. No, I didn't get lucky last night, not that it's any of your business."

Dominic rubbed his bicep, feigning pain. "Ow. Damn, girl. You gotta be so rough?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her.

"You're lucky I'm not some newbie who would turn your ass in in the blink of an eye for sexual harassment." Andrea smiles despite herself. She loved the playful banter between them.

"So you keep sayin'. I'm telling' you, though. I haven't found someone that I couldn't charm the pants off of yet."

Andrea snorts, her eyes focusing on him for the first time all morning. "And I keep telling you that you're full of shit. Keep your eyes open, man. We have to catch this scumbag."

They were after a known serial rapist who had attacked an 18-year-old college student on her way home from class. He had managed to elude the first cops on scene but they had gotten great information from the victim, including an identification via a mug shot. Now it was just a matter of tracking the guy down. Several people had pinpointed this location during interrogations so they set up their stake out. Now all the seasoned detectives could do was wait. Which left plenty of time for Dominic to try to grill an answer out of his partner. He loved Andrea like a little sister. He worried she spent too much time on the job and not enough time in any other part of her life.

They sat quietly for a while, sipping from their coffee, or in Andrea's case, water, or reading the paper. It didn't last for more than a half hour before Dominic was asking questions again, as he had caught Andrea with that smile and a space cadet look on her face.

"Andie, seriously... tell me about the guy."

Andrea glanced at her partner again. She thought about blowing off his question but she knew he'd be unbearable until she answered him. "Dom... there's nothing to tell. I saw this guy while I was out jogging this morning. It wasn't the first time I had noticed him. I mean, I'm busy but I'm not dead. Today I'm pretty sure he noticed me, too."

"This is not a surprise, Andie. You're beautiful." Dominic smiled. "So, did you talk to him? Get some digits?"

Andrea waved him off. "No. We smiled at each other and I went on my way. I had to make sure I wasn't late this morning."

Dominic gaped at her, shaking his head. "Andrea, what the hell am I going to do with you? Do I gotta go jogging with you to make sure you actually talk to this guy?"

Andrea raised an eyebrow at him, trying to contain her amusement. "You? Jog? I don't think I wanna perform CPR in front of this guy."

He smirked. "Well why the hell not? He'd know you were good with your mouth at least..."

Her eyes widened and she slugged him in the shoulder, making it count this time. "Dominic!"

He held up his hands, indicating defeat. "Okay, okay. I give." He paused as he rubbed his now throbbing shoulder but then spoke again, turning serious. "If you are attracted to this guy you really should talk to him. You never know... maybe he'll be the guy who can settle you down."

Andrea thought about this for a couple of moments and then acquiesced. "Okay. I will. Happy?"

Dominic smiled brightly. "Yes. Very."

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Andrea followed her usual morning routine, arriving in the park at the same time and keeping her eyes open for the guy. Three weeks passed and she was beginning to think that she had blown her one shot when she caught sight of him again. The relief that flooded through her was something she was not used to. Perhaps Dom was right. Maybe this guy could be the one. There was only one way to find out but she found herself rooted to the spot, scared to approach him. Instead she stood, staring, hoping that he would make eye contact again.

Shane felt eyes on him as he was stretching his muscles before this morning's run. He lifted his gaze and caught sight of the woman he had encountered a few weeks back. He had hoped she would be here. He had been away making appearances with the WWE and was afraid they wouldn't cross paths again. He had never been so glad to be wrong. After taking a deep breath, Shane stood and walked over to where she was standing. His nerves were going into overdrive; he hadn't approached a woman like this in years. He sent up a prayer hoping he wouldn't screw it up. "Good morning. Beautiful day, isn't it?"

Andrea felt herself relax, glad he made the move to walk over to her. She hoped that meant her self-doubt was unfounded. She smiled. "Yes, absolutely gorgeous." Like you, she thought. Before she could over think the situation she spoke again. "I'm sure I've seen you here before. This a favorite spot of yours?"

Shane nodded. "Yeah, it is. I live close by, which is another selling point. Oh, I'm Shane, by the way. Shane McMahon." Shane offered his hand for her to shake.

Andrea smiled, placing her smaller hand in his, giving him a firm, but no overly so, handshake. "Andrea Foster. It's nice to meet you. Do you mind if we jog and talk?"

"Absolutely not." Shane gestured for her to begin, keeping pace with her while their conversation continued.

"So what do you do, Shane? With you having a home nearby, I would think you're probably one of those Wall Street guys..."

Shane laughed softly, shaking his head. "Not so much. I'm actually in the entertainment business. Sports entertainment, specifically."

Andrea glanced over at Shane curiously. "That sounds interesting and profitable."

"It definitely has its strong points." Shane smiled. "So what is it you do, Andrea?"

Andrea caught his smile and immediately smiled in response to it. "I'm in law enforcement. NYPD."

"Really? Now I bet that is interesting." Shane was surprised; he would never have guessed by looking at her that she was a cop. A model, maybe, but definitely not a cop.

"I can't disagree with that. Being a cop is definitely interesting. It's a job you really have to love to stick with it. It can really test your patience, not to mention your sanity." Internally, Andrea was hoping like hell that the fact that she's a cop wouldn't be a deal breaker. It tends to intimidate some men.

"How long have you been with the department?"

"It's going on ten years now. I have seen a lot of cops come and go in that time." Andrea glanced at Shane as they rounded a bend in the path, hoping against hope that he wouldn't appear to be turned off. From what she could tell, he didn't seem like it.

"Now that... that's a long time. I am very impressed by your fortitude." One thing that was attractive to Shane is dedication. Being as dedicated as he is in everything he does, he loves a woman who has the same passion.

Andrea smiled, glad her cheeks were already a little flushed from running so it wasn't obvious she was blushing a little. "I'm glad you approve."

They came to a stop across the street from Shane's favorite restaurant. Shane looked at Andrea, asking, "So you hungry?" He gestured towards the restaurant. "I know it doesn't look like much but they have excellent food."

Before Andrea could answer, her stomach growled. She laughed. "Well, it would be a lie if I said no, wouldn't it? But I wasn't going to say no."

Shane grinned and they crossed the street together, entering the restaurant and taking residence at Shane's usual table. He introduced Andrea to Martha, who Andrea adored immediately. She reminded Andrea of her own mother or maybe her aunt. After Martha had taken their order, Andrea turned to Shane. "She is such a sweet woman."

"I know. Between her and the awesome food, I've become a regular customer."

Andrea smiled, "I can see why."

They spent the next two hours eating and getting to know each other, falling easily into conversation and feeling as if they had known one another forever. Shane told Andrea about his parents and sister, not broaching the subject of Marissa or Declan at this time. Andrea spoke of her older brother and her partner Dominic, filling him in on a few stories of their different cases, without disclosing names of course. When the check came, Shane grabbed it quickly. Andrea opened her mouth to protest but Shane held up his hand, insisting to cover the tab this time. "I've got it this time. How about you get the next one?"

Andrea knew he wasn't going to allow her to pay, but nodded dutifully. "Deal."

She watched as Shane pulled out his credit card and passed it to Martha along with the check. When he did so, Andrea caught sight of his wedding band on his left ring finger. Immediately she got a sinking feeling; of course he's married. She knew it was too good to be true. She glanced at the clock on the wall, saying. "I didn't know it was that late... I have to go."

Shane looked at her, surprised by the abruptness of her words and how quickly she stood following them. Shane got up after signing the receipt, saying. "Let me head back with you. I have to get ready for work anyway."

Andrea agreed, heading out of the restaurant with Shane, jogging back the same way they came, their pace a little faster on the way back. There was a lack of the easy conversation they had fallen into during breakfast and Andrea seemed distracted. Once they had gotten back to the entrance of the park where they had originally met, Andrea said, "Thanks again for breakfast, Shane. Next time it's my treat."

"I'm going to hold you to that." Shane wiped his forehead with the sleeve of his sweat shirt. "And I'll give you a call later, okay?"

Andrea nodded with a small smile. "Okay. See you later."

With that she headed out of the park, leaving Shane watching her go. He had no idea what happened but she seemed distant and upset. He shook his head, figuring maybe he was over thinking things. She probably just had somewhere to be, he thought. He smiled as he checked his phone, making sure he had her number stored, then headed back to his condo to get ready for his day, a definite spring in his step.