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XX

Sam was glad to see that there was no sign of William when they reached the house. He hoped that his message got through to him and that he would stay away for good. No matter what he had to say, Sam would never be able to make amends with him.

When Sam walked into their bedroom later that week, Andy was sitting against the headboard. She had her eyes closed and her hands on her stomach. Sam could hear her humming and he couldn't help but smile at the sight in front of him.

He walked towards the bed and lowered himself to the mattress. ''What are you doing?'' he asked.

Andy didn't answer but just grabbed his hands and positioned them on her stomach. ''Feel,'' she simply said.

Sam immediately felt the movement against his hand. Their son was kicking up a storm.

Their son. Sam couldn't wrap his head around that little piece of information. No matter how many years they had been waiting for it, it still baffled his mind. He knew he would do anything for his child. He knew he would love their son more than he loved his own life. He already did, but the feeling was still overwhelming and scary.

''I can't believe that doesn't hurt,'' Sam told Andy. ''It feels like he's kicking you with everything he's got.''

Andy laid her head down on Sam's shoulder and sighed contently. ''Best feeling in the world,'' she whispered. ''Sometimes it's a lot of pressure, but I love feeling him move inside of me.'' Andy turned her head a little and waited until Sam got the hint and gave her a kiss. After he gave in she laid her head back down. ''We have to start on the nursery.''

''We have time,'' Sam calmly said. ''You are only six months.''

''Only six months?' Andy asked with a frown. ''That means the baby could technically arrive within like twelve weeks. Do you know how much work it costs to decorate a nursery? I started with cleaning out the room, but there is still so much crap in there. Seriously, I don't even know why we kept all that stuff.''

''I believe it was you that told me that it might come in handy one day.'' Sam had his eyes closed and ran his hand up and down Andy's arm. ''Apparently you were wrong.''

He was right. When they had moved into their house Andy decided that they should keep a few things that they didn't necessarily need right away. A few things turned into a lot of things and before they knew it they had an entire room that was used for storage.

''Yeah well whatever. You need to clean it out,'' Andy said.

''I need to clean it out?'' Sam protested. ''I think the person that created the mess should clean it out.''

''I would,'' Andy reasoned. ''But I figured you would get a little bit angry if I would bring that desk downstairs on my own. Or my old closet. I made a start, but all that is left is heavy and big.''

Sam smiled faintly and pressed a kiss to Andy's temple. She knew him too well. He really didn't want her to do any lifting, especially not while walking down the stairs. ''I'll get Oliver to help.''

Andy nodded and sighed contently. ''I'm happy,'' she said. ''Who would have thought we would be here? Married and lying in bed feeling our baby boy kick.''

''Not me,'' Sam replied. ''I mean, you aren't even my type, remember?''

Immediately he felt a slap to his chest. ''Watch your words mister,'' Andy warned. ''Unless you want to get reacquainted with the couch tonight.''

Of course Sam knew she was joking. In all the years they were living together he never once slept on the couch. There had been fights. They even went to bed angry a few times, but Andy didn't believe in putting her husband on the couch. In her opinion he had just as much right to sleep in the bed as she did. ''Hey, don't feel bad,'' Sam joked. ''You grew on me.''

''I grew on you?'' Andy asked. ''You were ready to take me home the first night after we worked together.''

''Shame you didn't want to come,'' Sam answered. ''I think we would have had a lot of fun that night. Better than going home alone.''

''I'm glad I didn't come.'' Andy snuggled closer to Sam and turned serious again. ''I mean, it would have been great, don't get me wrong. Still, I'm glad we were friends first.''

''I know,'' Sam agreed. Even though he never was just friends with Andy, he got what she meant. She had trust issues, just like him. The road to where they were now hadn't been easy, but it probably would have been more difficult if they would have jumped into bed together that first night.

''I could sleep like this,'' Andy whispered against Sam's neck. ''This is so relaxing.''

''Why don't you close your eyes for a few moments?'' Sam tried. He knew she had been sleeping poorly because the baby started to become active as soon as she laid down.

Andy shook her head and kissed Sam's neck. After that she stretched out and got off the bed. ''I'm suppose to meet Traci in thirty minutes. We're going to do some shopping.''

''Again?'' Sam wondered. Andy and Traci had been looking for furniture for the nursery more than once. He already told her he liked the ones she liked too. From his point of view that meant that they should buy it.

''For clothes,'' Andy cleared up. ''You were right. Walking around in these jeans is just dumb. They are uncomfortable and I'm only bothering myself with them.''

Sam hummed and complied when Andy leaned in for a kiss. ''Make sure we can still afford food after you come home.''

''Haha very funny,'' Andy replied. ''I'm not going to buy much. I can borrow shirts from Traci, all her maternity shirts are still practically new. It seems kind of useless to buy a complete wardrobe for three months. Trace and I don't have the same jeans size though, so I just need some of those.''

''It's fine. Spoil yourself a little. You deserve it.'' Sam stood up too while he let out a yawn. ''Will you be home for dinner?'' he asked.

''Yup,'' Andy answered. She put on a vest and put on her sweetest smile. ''You want to cook tonight?''

''Italian?'' Sam guessed. He knew all of her cravings and Italian had become very popular in a few weeks time. When Andy nodded he smiled. ''It will be done by six.''

''I knew there was a reason why I kept you around.''

XX

The next week Andy was walking through the barn when one of the rookies approached her. ''Officer Swarek?'' she asked.

Andy looked at the rookie and smiled friendly. Unlike her husband's tactics with rookie's she liked to be nice to them. ''Yes Prince, what's wrong?''

''I'm working the front desk today. There is someone here to see you, but he said he's here for personal reasons.''

Andy's radars started to spin and she frowned. That didn't sound like a normal visitor and she had no idea who would look for her here. Most of the people that might look for her had the power to let them self into the station. ''Do you have a name?'' Andy wondered.

''He told me he was your father in law. He wants to talk to you in person.''

For once Andy was thankful that Sam and her were working opposite shifts. She knew that Sam would go ballistic if he knew that William was seeking her out at work. She debated what her best move was. Part of her wanted to tell Prince to send William away, but that meant he would probably come back on another day. It didn't look like William was giving up anytime soon.

''Do you know where officer Epstein is?'' Andy asked Prince.

''He's working with the D's today,'' Prince informed her. ''I believe their going over some old case.''

''Front desk busy?'' Andy wasn't sure that her plan was the right one, but she needed to do something to stop William's actions.

''No ma'am. We've had a pretty slow day so far.''

''Okay. You go to the D's office and tell them that I need to borrow officer Epstein from them. You take over for him and let Stevens handle the front desk alone for a while.''

Prince immediately went towards the D's office, happy to not be tied to the front desk anymore. Only a minute later Dov come out with a concerned look on his face. ''What's going on?'' he asked when he reached Andy. ''Are you okay?''

Andy dragged Dov into an interrogation room and sighed. ''Okay, I need this to stay between the two of us, okay?''

Dov nodded with a confused look on his face. He knew things were serious if Andy was looking this concerned. ''What's going on Andy?"'

''I know Sam took you to our house last week when his father showed up. And I realise that this isn't professional, but he showed up here now too. I need him to stay away from us, so I'm going to talk to him.''

''Andy, are you sure that's a good idea? I didn't get the impression that Sam would be too happy about this.'' Dov had been on the force long enough to be able to read people. The look on Sam's face when William had mentioned Andy was enough to know that Sam wouldn't want his wife anywhere near that man.

''He won't be, but I'll talk to him. I just need you to watch from the viewing room. Whatever happens in that room stays in that room, you understand that? This isn't something Sam likes to talk about.''

''This is something Swarek would kill me for,'' Dov corrected Andy. ''If he knows that I let him talk to you..''

''Then he'll know that you had my back, like I asked you too. Look, normally I would probably just go talk to him on my own, but it's not just me I have to take care of anymore.''

''More reason to stay away from him Andy. I don't know what kind of guy he is, but Swarek's face was enough of a sign to know that he is very bad news.''

''You'll be in the next room. The moment he comes too close you'll be with me within a second. You with me?''

Dov thought about it for a moment and then gave a short nod. He knew Andy well enough to know that she would go through with it either way. If she was doing this he wanted to make sure that she would come out unharmed.

With a deep breath Andy nodded towards interrogation room one. ''That one is free. I'll bring him in.''

''Andy, if he makes a wrong move...''

''Then I won't hesitate to bring out pepper spray or my taser and you'll be with me within a second.'' Andy sounded confident, but secretly she was nervous too. Confronting the man who was responsible for her husband's crappy childhood wasn't something she liked doing. She knew how badly Sam was hurt by William.

She made sure to keep her face straight as she walked towards the front desk. She looked serious and determined. Like a woman on a mission. When she saw William she felt herself getting angry, but she kept herself from lashing out immediately.

''William Swarek,'' she said. ''Come with me.''

She turned back around without another word. When they were in the interrogation room she looked at the window. It was a comforting thought that one of her friends was out there to have her back. She didn't want to get them involved in something as personal as this, but Dov already knew little bits about it because of Sam. So Andy figured this was okay.

''I'm so glad you'll let me talk to you,'' William started.

Andy lifted her hand to silence him. ''I'm only doing this because you won't leave us alone,'' Andy shot back. ''Say what you've got to say and then leave Sam alone. He doesn't want you in his life.''

''I'm his father,'' William tried. ''I'm your baby's grandfather.''

''It takes a lot more to be someone's father than DNA.'' Andy crossed her arms in front of her chest. ''You had a shot to be a father, you blew it. Now you want to be a piece of his life? What do you want from him?''

''I just want to get to know my son,'' William repeated. ''He's my family.''

''Why now?'' Andy asked. She thought it was a little bit suspicious that William showed up after more than twenty years of absence. ''What changed.''

William chuckled sarcastically and sat down on the chair that was in the room. ''What hasn't changed?'' he wondered. ''You and Sammy been married for long?''

''I'm not here to talk about me and Sam,'' Andy answered. She was using the tactic that Sam taught her. Never let your suspect get close to you. Never give away more about yourself than you absolutely have to.

''He and Sarah probably don't even know that their mother died a few months ago, do they?'' William shook his head. ''Sometimes you have got to lose everything you have in order for you to realise what is important.''

Sam hadn't seen his mother in years either, so Andy knew that he wouldn't know about her passing. If William was speaking the truth that was. ''Sometimes there is no room for forgiveness,'' Andy said. ''Sometimes people are hurt too badly to forgive and forget.''

''I know I made mistakes,'' William said.

''Mistakes?'' Andy asked. Tears filled her eyes and she cursed the damn hormones that were raging through her body. ''You call beating up your kids a mistake? Locking a six year old in a dark and cold tool shed isn't a mistake. That is a crime.''

''I was punished for that,'' William shot back. ''I did my time. You don't realise how hard it is to come back to your old life. To come home to a wife and kids. No job. Nobody wants to hire a lowlife that just got out of jail.''

''Maybe you should have prevented going to jail in the first place.'' Andy's tone was cold. No matter how much pity William felt for himself, all she saw was the man that hurt her family. The man who was to blame for the heavy weight her husband was carrying on his shoulders.

''You don't know what it's like,'' William said, his voice growing a little colder too. ''Just wait until it's your kid that needs to be taught some manners.''

''Some manners?" Andy took a step back. William hadn't touched her, but it felt like he slapped her in the face. ''You teach your kids manners by setting an example. All you did was humiliate them, making them feel worthless. Unloved.''

''They didn't do anything to earn it.''

''What?'' Andy asked out loud. ''You are supposed to love your children unconditionally. They shouldn't have to work to earn it. That's not how it works. But clearly you have not learned a damn thing. So I suggest you leave and never come back. Sam doesn't want anything to do with you.''

William stood up and took a step forward. Andy took one step back. Dov was in the room with her before she even knew it. William wasn't making any moves towards her anymore, but Dov wasn't taking any risks.

''You heard the lady,'' Dov said. ''Get out sir.''

''Wait,'' William shouted. ''I have cancer. I only have a few more months to live. I just want to spend some time with my family.''

Andy didn't know how to respond to that so she just opened the door and walked out. She watched from a distance as Dov escorted William out of the building. He came looking for her as soon as William was gone.

''You okay?'' he asked.

''Do you believe him?'' Andy didn't know what to believe when it concerned William. Everything inside of her was screaming that he was a liar. That he spend all of his life playing tricks on people. Hurting good and innocent people. But why come back now after all these years. What did he have to gain.

''I don't know,'' Dov said. ''Maybe you should go home Andy. This is something you and Sam have to talk about.''

Normally Andy wouldn't go home for anything. She loved her job and she was dedicated to it. She was more dedicated to her husband though and she knew she needed to tell him everything William had told her. ''I just need to look something up,'' she answered. She walked towards the computer and started to type. After a few minutes she found what she was looking for.

Sam's mother had indeed died a few months before. Officially she was still married to William, so it made sense that he was aware of her passing. The authorities probably informed him about his wife's death. Even if they had been split up for many years now.

''He was right about Sam's mom,'' Andy told Dov when he joined her. ''She passed away a while back. Maybe he really is sick too.''

''You should probably go talk to Sam.'' Dov put a hand on Andy's shoulder and squeezed it. ''Just tell Frank you're not feeling so well. We are overstaffed anyway.

Andy nodded and looked at her friend. ''Thank you Dov, for being there. Also for being there when Sam needed you. It means a lot.''

''Always Andy. You would do the same for us.'' Dov stood up. ''I'll take you home. Go talk to Best and go change.''

Sam had brought her to work that morning so Andy was thankful for Dov's offer. She talked to Best and asked him if she could take a personal day. She kept things vague, telling him that something personal came up and she needed to go home.

Best probably sensed that it was serious and he gave her the day she needed. After that she quickly walked towards the locker room and changed into her civvies. She hadn't done much work, so she didn't need to shower.

Dov was already waiting by the cruiser when Andy joined him outside. With a tight smile she stepped into the car. The drive towards the Swarek residence was filled with silence. Andy didn't know how to tell Sam what happened. How to tell him his mother died. That his father was dying. How to tell him that she voluntarily talked to the man he hated more than anything.

She had no idea how he would react. If he would react at all. She just prayed he wouldn't shut her out. That he would let her help him, whatever way she could. He probably would be angry at her for being alone with William. She knew that too.

When they reached the house Andy turned her head to face Dov. ''Give Jen a kiss from me, okay? And tell Chloe I said hi.''

''I will,'' Dov promised. ''Good luck Andy. Tell me if you need anything. Either of you.''

''Thanks,'' Andy said. She stepped out of the car and took a deep breath before walking towards the front door.

When she was inside she listened to hear where Sam was. When she heard some noise coming from upstairs she went to the stairs.

''McNally,'' Oliver's voice greeted her. ''You decided to come help us out. Make us lunch? Your husband is really making me work so I have quite the appetite right now.''

Andy smiled sadly and found Sam's eyes when he joined them in the hallway. ''Hey,'' he said. ''What are you doing home this early? Something wrong?''

She didn't want to lie, so Andy avoided his question. ''I wanted to talk to you about something,'' she said. Hoping that Oliver would take the hint.

Thankfully Oliver knew when his presence wasn't needed. ''You know Sammy. I have to go pick up the girls from school. I'll come back later this week to help, okay?''

Sam nodded, but kept his eyes on Andy. ''McNally, see you later too.'' With that Oliver disappeared. He knew the house well enough to let himself out.

''What's going on?'' Sam asked. ''Are you okay?''

''I'm okay,'' Andy confirmed. ''Can we go downstairs for a moment.''

''Just tell me what is wrong Andy,'' Sam begged. He knew the look in her eyes and it didn't mean any good.

Andy took a deep breath. ''Your father was at the station today,'' she softly said.

''What?'' Sam asked. ''What did he do?''

''He wanted to talk to me.'' Andy shrugged. ''He told Prince that he just needed a moment to talk to me.''

''Please tell me that you send him away.''

''I talked to him,'' Andy said apologetic. ''I thought that he would leave if I would just listen to him for a moment.''

Sam closed his eyes and shook his head. ''I warned you for him over and over again. You do the exact opposite of what I tell you to do. Do you have any idea what he is capable of Andy? It's not just you you were putting in danger. He could have hurt our son as well.'' Sam was raising his voice so badly that he was practically yelling at her.

''I know, I know. I had my taser, pepper spray and a gun on my duty belt. I had Dov watching from the interview room so he couldn't hurt me.''

Sam laughed sarcastically and made fists of his hands. ''Are you that naive? It takes him less than a second to take you down. All you precautions be damned. Do you have any idea how stupid you've been?''

Andy closed her eyes and shrugged her shoulders. She was expecting Sam to get mad at her. She knew he thought she was being stupid. It still hurt though. There was no one who's approval she wanted, except for Sam's. ''I know you don't approve, but I did it.''

''Doesn't matter what I think, right?'' Sam asked. He was obviously hurt by her actions and Andy hated that. ''You do whatever you want anyway.''

''Of course I care about what you think Sam, but he wasn't going to leave it alone.''

''And he is now?'' Sam yelled. ''If you give him one inch to manoeuvre he'll end up taking everything you've got. That is who he is. Why can't you see that I know how this guy works.''

''Sam,'' Andy stopped him. ''I know, okay? You're mad, I get it. He did tell me something you should know though.''

''What could he have possibly told you that I should know?'' Sam asked.

''Sam. It's your mom. She... She died Sam.'' Andy tried to break it to Sam gently, but he wasn't giving her any room to prepare him for the news.

Sam fell silent. His face didn't show any emotion. He stood perfectly still. After a moment he shook his head and laughed again. ''He's playing you, that's what he's doing. He's trying to get to your emotions and it's working. You believe him.''

Andy grabbed her bag and took out the piece of paper that she had printed at the station. She handed it to Sam. ''It's true. He's telling the truth.''

Andy took another deep breath. ''Your mother died four months ago.''

XX

A little more insight in William's head, but is he telling the truth?

Next up: How does Sam take the news of his mom's passing?

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