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Day Three:

Andy woke early. She hadn't slept well but at least she had been able to 'see' Sam the night before.

She climbed out of bed and fixed the recordings for Drug Squad (not that there was a lot). She also made sure to listen to the tape from the night before to find out what Jack had told her about his childhood.

After showering and dressing for the day, she sent Jim a text confirming their weekly 'lunch' for the next day. She hated the waiting game but until Jack let her into the inner circle, she wasn't going to make any progress. Since she started, she had barely given Jim any tapes of information, for the most part their weekly lunches were just that – lunch together – since they really had nothing to discuss about the case.

She hoped that dating Jack would speed things up, now more than ever she needed to be home. Sam was going to need her when he woke up and she wanted to be there for him.

She went out to her balcony to clear her head. After a minute, she noticed one of the kids playing basketball on the court outside the apartment building look up. He gazed at her for a second before yelling something to his friends and taking off. All of the other kids took a quick water break and she remained puzzled as the kid returned and the game resumed.

The mystery was solved five minutes later when Jack appeared. She realized he probably paid the kid to watch her apartment in case she happened to go out onto the balcony.

Jack looked up and she waved before turning back into the apartment. She pulled out dishes and cutlery and was setting out the cups when he knocked.

She greeted him with a smile and he handed her a cup of coffee before moving past her to place the food on the table.

Andy took a cautious sip of her coffee. No one could ever prepare a cup exactly to her liking as Sam could (she liked when he prepared her coffee more than when she prepared it for herself) but this coffee wasn't terrible.

She motioned for him to sit and when he sat on one end of the couch, she seated herself on the other end, suddenly nervous. She didn't know what his reaction was going to be and she was suddenly afraid.

He noticed her discomfort. "Andy, what's wrong?"

She took a deep breath and began her rambling – although it was a careful, well thought out rambling. "I know you said everyone should lay low and nothing was done yesterday. I, I don't want you to be mad at me."

She took a deep breath, purposely not looking at him. "Last night after you left I couldn't sleep. Eventually I decided to go running. Whenever I run, I just let my feet carry me.

"When I needed a break for a minute, I realized I was right near Toronto General. I couldn't resist." She stood up and handed him a bag. In the bag was what she had taken from the hospital. What he and his crew would never find out was that any time she stole, she left a small sign. If the hospital brought the sign to Guns and Gangs or Drug Squad, they would be compensated for the stolen items. "I'm so sorry." She hung her head.

Jack examined the contents silently for a minute and then said "General? That's far."

Andy lifted her eyes to meet his. "You're not mad?" She hadn't really known what to expect but she needed to solidify her alibi just in case he found out she was at General.

He shook his head and pulled out his cell phone. "Nope. Quite the opposite actually." When a sleepy female voice answered his phone call (he placed it on speaker) he crowed "Andy passed initiation."

"What did you tell her?" Andy realized he had called his sister.

"Nothing. I promise. She went running last night and hit a place we rarely hit."

"Fine. Bring her later. I'm going back to sleep." There was a click and then a dial tone.

Jack smiled at Andy until he realized that her face had a look of confusion etched on it. "You're confused and rightfully so. Let's eat and I'll try to answer all of your questions."

They stood and went to the table. Once Jack had taken a few bites she said "can you explain something to me first? Jessica always blew me off."

Jack nodded. "If I can I will."

Andy noticed that he had the look of someone forming a plan but she pushed forth with her question. "Why only one or two bottles of painkillers and a bunch of samples? We would do so much better if we took less samples and more bottles."

Jack sighed. "Technically you are correct. We run the black market for those drugs and it would be easier. But I'm not putting my own people at risk."

"At risk?" What was that supposed to mean?

Jack nodded. "We use the hospitals and drug stores that we steal from when we get sick or hurt. Taking one or two bottles doesn't matter, hospitals never let their stock get that low. If we steal more, they could run out."

Andy nodded. It made sense and went along with Jack's façade of caring for everyone. "What's initiation?"

"Most of our inner crew comes in already having proven themselves but every once in a while we have someone like you who comes into the crew under special circumstances. Anyone in the second category needs to prove him or herself by doing something 'unauthorized'."

Andy looked at him. "So I'm now a full member?" She couldn't believe that going to see Sam had actually helped her undercover assignment.

Jack nodded. "Yes. You will be able to conduct higher business deals and deals alone."

Andy knew 'higher deals' meant the heavy drugs. "What did Jessica mean when she said to bring me later?"

"Yesterday I got a call from one of the main drug suppliers in Ottawa. He wants to work together and extend the network so we run the drug trade between Toronto and Ottawa. We're meeting him in two days so I'm calling in all of our people to discuss it." He seemed to debate with himself for a second before asking "can you wield a gun?"

For the first time since she had gone undercover, Andy answered before she thought about the question. "Yes."

"Really?" Jack raised an eyebrow. It was not the answer he expected.

His 'really' brought her back to reality and she realized she had to backtrack. "After my sister was attacked, my stepfather bought a gun. I convinced him to teach me to use it in case he was not home."

"Weren't you a bit young?"

Andy smiled. "Not right away – obviously. It took me a while to convince him but he taught me when I was a little older."

"How good are you?"

Andy shrugged. "Decent, I think." She knew she was the best shot in her year and she would do badly on purpose should he ask to see so he wouldn't know her true skills. It could end up saving her life later on if he gave her a gun.

Sure enough, his next question was if she minded going to the shooting range before the meeting. She agreed and he waited for her to change before they headed off to the gun range.

A.N. I'm stopping here, in the middle of day three, because I have not finished working out all of the details of the 'meeting'. I have to decide if they are going to be posted as part of day three or if I want them to unfold in a later chapter.

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