I am sorry that this chapter doesn't contain much of what was asked for in the reviews but to be fair it was already written when I posted the other one. Thanks to those who did review Donnie88, Newbie, LoveMeSomeFrankR, Jlmayer, Lea, Pharmergirl. Your words let me know that I'm on the right track or wrong track. Thanks to all of you who continue to read this and put it on your favorite and alert lists.

Contains mentions to episodes 1X15, as well as few others but they're mostly small references.

Anna's fever had come down by Wednesday morning and though Linda let her go to school without much complaint she did warn the girl to take it easy. The same was true on Thursday and by Friday Anna was back to normal. Late that night Danny came up and checked on her. "You should be asleep. It's late," Danny told her as he entered the room.

"I know, I just got a bit nostalgic." Anna motioned to the photo album on her bed.

Danny sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at the page she had it open to. She was only a couple months old and was playing with some toys in the first photo, eating what looked like mashed bananas in the second, laying on a blanket with Nicky in Frank's sunroom in the next, and then Danny's eyes were drawn to the last photo. He tapped it with a finger. "That's what I was talking about the other day. You were almost three months old and had been fussing for about nine hours straight. Your mom was at her wits end. You wouldn't eat, didn't need a diaper change, weren't cold, and a bath hadn't helped. She had called everyone she could think of to include her family. It was 10 am and I had just come off a 12 hour graveyard tour. I was dead tired and she handed you to me for me to hold while she went up to call the doctor and you settled down instantly. We sat down in a chair to wait for her and when she came back down we were both fast asleep. Turns out you had a 101 degree fever. My partner always knew when I had a sick baby at home."

"Even though you worked long hours riding around in a car?" Anna asked.

"Yes."

Anna flipped the pages of the book landing on one with a close-up picture of her dad. She stared at it for a second then sat up. "Wait a minute." She marked that page and flipped through a few more coming across a picture of her uncle Joe. She held up the page between and turned the book around. "What's that?" she asked, pointing to the pin on the lapel of his jacket in the photo. "And why do both you and Uncle Joe have it?" Anna asked, pointing to the same pin on Joe's lapel. She tried to keep her voice more curious than accusatory. It wouldn't help to get either of them riled up. She had already pushed her luck lately and wasn't sure how much more would be accepted before her father came down really hard on her.

Danny looked at the photos carefully. "That's a Blue Templar pin. You remember Pops told you about them. War stories and drinking," Danny answered.

"They were like IA right? But before bad things happened? Founded to clean up the department?"

"Yeah, but now it's just another club in the department. Did your uncle tell you to ask about this?"

"Uncle Jamie? Why would he want to know about the Blue Templar? Did—When did he ask about it?"

"A few weeks back and I'll tell you the same thing I told him. It's not for a rookie or a kid to worry about." Danny shut the photo album and took it with him as he left the room. "Good night, Anna," Danny said, shutting off the light then shutting the door. Anna sighed heavily. She knew her dad knew something, but was unsure of what. He rarely shut her down like that without a reason. Then as she thought over the conversation, it hit her. Jamie had been asking about the Blue Templar. She wondered what he knew and why he was asking, then for a brief second, she wondered if he was intent on picking up where Joe had left off. She really hoped not, especially if her suspicions were correct.

Just before Christmas and after one Sunday dinner Jamie and Anna sat down on the back steps and he observed her for a long couple of minutes. "To be clear, this counts as your Christmas present," Jamie said finally.

"As long as you're honest with me, I won't push it. I've got an over protective guardian angel watching over me. I don't need two," Anna said lightly. Jamie smiled her name for her dad.

"Where did you get this phone number?" Jamie asked.

"Why?" Anna asked. Suddenly she was getting the feeling that someone dangerous was on the other end of that phone number.

Jamie's face grew serious. "Anna."

Anna scrutinized her uncle carefully. "I found it. It belongs to an FBI agent, doesn't it?"

"Her name is Anderson. I think it's time you tell me what you know. Has she been in contact with you?"

"Doesn't even know I have her number. I found it in Uncle Joe's hoodie. When I asked Angie about it, she told me that Joe said she was an FBI agent he turned down for some kind of work. Angie didn't know what it was about."

"That it?"

Anna looked at him for a moment then nodded. "About the phone number, yes."

"Anna, I promise I won't say anything about anything else you tell me."

"Lawyer to client privilege?" Anna asked seriously.

"Is it that big?" Anna only watched him. "Uncle to niece. I'm not going to tell anyone. I swear."

"Dad told me you asked him about the Blue Templar a few weeks back. Please, don't tell me they tapped you or that you're looking into it."

"I'm not and I wasn't. What do you know about the Blue Templar?" Jamie asked.

Anna looked down at her lap. She considered her options and wondered what he knew and how much she could trust him. When she looked up at him, he was looking at her with an open and honest face. "I don't know much about the actual Blue Templar. I do know that Angie told me you were asking about Joe. I know he was looking into the Blue Templar. I don't know why but I know that there are things that don't add up. Uncle Jamie, please, stay away from this."

"Anna ..." Jamie started.

"Do you understand what they do to people who get to close? When they suspect?"

"You should tell me what you know."

"And have you end up like Uncle Joe? No, thank you. I already buried one uncle, I won't bury another." Anna glanced at her uncle but he didn't look angry, just concerned and worried about her. It was almost like he knew exactly where she was coming from and wasn't bothered by her anger. It was slightly a refreshing change.

Jamie sighed. "I looked into his partner."

"Sonny? Malevsky?" Anna asked worried.

"No, Lydia."

"I always liked her. Always made me feel right at home at the twelfth."

"You know she was shot?"

"And retired shortly after Uncle Joe died."

"I don't think she was in on it."

"His death? Neither do I," Anna said. Jamie wrapped an arm around her and hugged her for a moment.

"You think the Blue Templar killed Joe," Jamie asked curiously. Anna nodded. Jamie sighed. If she wasn't going to open up to him on her own, he needed to give her a sign that she could. "That's what the FBI thinks too. A few months back they contacted me, more like ambushed me actually. They asked me to pick up where Joe left off. I told them no. However, I've always been too curious for my own good. So I looked into it. He made a recording right before he died, separate from the ones he made for the FBI; said that he was worried, but not about what."

"Don't lie to me. He knew if something happened to him, someone would look into it."

"He was worried about them changing his FBI contact. He wasn't sure who to trust. He was in but he was starting to think they made him. I met with Lydia. She implied they killed him."

Anna leaned back on her hands as she looked up at the sky. She could tell her uncle trusted her and wanted her to trust him. That's why he was telling her this. It was time to tell him a little more of what she knew. "I knew he was into something big, that he was investigating dirty cops. He wouldn't tell me how they were dirty, just that they were. He didn't want to worry the family or end up putting the entire family in danger. Dad and Aunt Erin have kids. You were at Harvard. Pops is retired and Grampa ... he wasn't sure how high up it went. He didn't want to bring down the entire NYPD. He told me the best way to keep a secret is to tell someone no one would expect you to tell. I was 12, who would believe I knew anything about it?"

"When did he tell you all this?" Jamie asked.

"Two months before ..." Anna answered.

Jamie sighed as the back door opened. "Anna, you ready to go?" Linda asked. "Oh, I'm not interrupting am I?"

"No, not at all. I'll be there in a minute, Mom," Anna answered. The back door shut and Anna lowered her voice. "Please, be careful."

"I will," Jamie answered just as softly.

About a week later, Anna sat down with her parents in the living room before bed. "Okay, am I in some kind of trouble? Report cards don't come out for another two days and I don't remember doing anything wrong. What are the boys blaming on me now?" Anna asked nervously.

"Nothing and we know you did well this semester," Linda said.

"If you think you're in trouble every time you sit down with us then we're definitely going to have to have these little talks more often, but I know where you're coming from. You're not in trouble, Anna. Quite the opposite really. Your mom and I have done some talking and after everything that's happened over the last four months we've come to an agreement." Danny picked up the small white box on the table and handed it over. "Go on, open it, but know that it comes with some rules."

"You got me a puppy? Wait, this box is too small for a puppy, plus there are no air holes. I guess it's not a puppy." At first she sounded super excited but was definitely less so by the end of her sentence.

Danny smirked. "It's not a puppy. I don't know why you always expect a puppy. We've told you you're not getting a puppy. Just open it."

"I don't know. I guess it's just one of those things I expect. I guess I should stop. Every time I've thought I'm getting a puppy, you always give me different news. Jack, Sean, moving here, Grandma Betty, Grandma Mary, Uncle Joe, and now this? Let hope this time it's good news and not bad." Anna removed the bright red bow on top then the lid letting the ribbon fall to the floor then put the lid under the box. Nestled inside the purple paper was a silver flip phone. "You got me a cell phone?" Anna asked, staring at it for a second before she peaked up at her parents.

"Like your dad said, it comes with a few rules. First, no using it after 10 pm unless you aren't home," Linda explained.

Anna's head jerked up and she stared at her parents in disbelief. "My curfew is 10 pm. That essentially means no using it after 10 pm."

Danny grinned and Linda gave her a sympathetic look. "Second, you get in trouble because of this phone, and we take it away. The very first time. Interrupting classes, neglecting homework, texting when you shouldn't, anything and we take it away," Linda continued. "Third, it's mainly for emergencies. Family and 911. It's not to be texting your friends every two seconds, especially not during dinner. And finally, no going over your limit. 1500 minutes and 1000 texts, a month."

"That's ..." Anna did the math in her head. "That's barely 24 hours of talk time."

"Like we said, emergencies only. You go over your limit and you'll have to find a way to pay for it," Danny explained.

"Also if you can do this for a year, we will consider getting you a smartphone," Linda said.

"You will?" Anna asked.

"We will?" Danny copied.

"I said consider. No promises, Anna, and no rubbing this in your brothers' faces," Linda told her.

"Deal!" Anna agreed quickly before they could add any more stipulations to her phone. "Thanks Mom," Anna stood and hugged her mom.

"What am I? Chopped liver?" Danny asked.

"And onions," Anna deadpanned. "Thanks Dad." She hugged her dad too.

On Christmas Day most of Anna's gifts were clothes and books. Stuff she had asked for just to have things to ask for. The same was true when they met at the Reagan Homestead for Christmas dinner. Well mostly. "Looks like we missed one," Henry said once the gifts were unwrapped. There was a medium sized gift wrapped in bright green paper tucked nearly out of sight just behind the tree. "Jack, why don't you grab that for me?" Jack stood and carefully made his way around the tree. He grabbed the gift and looked at the tag as he made his way back around the tree.

"Who's it for, Jack?" Jamie asked.

"Anna," Jack answered, looking up at his sister. "From Pops."

Anna looked at her great-grandfather confused. He had already given her two really cool t-shirts. Jack handed her the gift as Henry watched on, interested. Anna slowly unwrapped the present and her jaw dropped at what was on the box. "Is this what's really in the box?" Anna asked. Henry nodded. Anna set the box aside and extracted herself from the wrapping paper and toys on the floor and rushed over to hug Henry. "Thank you," she whispered in his ear.

"You're welcome," Henry answered.

"You bought her a laptop?" Linda asked, looking at her grandfather-in-law.

"Her classes are getting harder and I know sharing one with her brothers isn't fair for a growing girl," Henry answered.

"Mom?" Anna asked, uncertain.

"Any online poker or problems, and I take it," Linda answered.

"Yes, Ma'am," Anna answered, saluting her mom.

It was a few months later when Anna was awoken out of a dead sleep. "Anna, get up," her mom said, shaking her shoulder.

Anna sat up and looked at her alarm clock. "It's nearly midnight, what's going on Mom?" Anna asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Your grandfather has been shot," Linda said.

"What? Where? When? Is he okay?" Anna asked rapidly.

"I don't know anything more than what I just said. Get your school stuff for tomorrow. You and your brothers are going to stay with Nicky in the city. We'll let you know more when we get more at the hospital," Linda told her.

Anna nodded and got up as Linda went to wake the boys. Soon they were pulling up at Erin and Nicky's apartment. The minute they were inside their moms left. Anna found her cousin on the couch staring at the blank TV. "Boys, why don't you go lay down on Aunt Erin's bed? We have school in the morning," Anna suggested to her brothers. Jack and Sean looked at her. "Please." They nodded and went down the hall. Anna hung up their uniforms on the coat rack then joined her cousin on the couch. "He's going to be okay," Anna said softly.

"How can you be so sure?" Nicky asked.

"Because he's a Reagan. You know how stubborn we are. Look, I'm sure your mom got the same phone call my parents did. It's obvious he's not already dead or we wouldn't be sitting here waiting for news. They would have taken at least one of us to the hospital with them. Let's turn on the news maybe they have something."

"More than his family?"

"More than our parents are telling us. I'm sure DCPI Moore is keeping them from releasing much but I'm sure that they know how okay he is," Anna said.

Nicky nodded and turned on the news as Anna texted Jamie for an update. "Here it is," Nicky said.

"We're standing outside the restaurant where just over an hour ago the Police Commissioner of New York City, Frank Reagan was shot. Details are still coming in but witnesses did say that there was only one shot and that the Commissioner was protecting another man. The Commissioner was rushed to the hospital but they have refused to comment on his condition. We'll bring you more on this story as it develops," the on the scene reporter said. Anna checked her phone but there were no updates from her uncle and it was almost one am. Nicky turned the volume down on the TV and pulled out her computer. Nicky searched the internet as Anna got more comfortable on the couch.

It took more than 45 minutes before Anna finally got a response in the form of a phone call from her mom. "Mom? What happened? Is he okay? What about the other guy?" Anna fired off rapidly, trying to keep the panic out of her voice.

"Calm down, Anna. I was just going to leave you a voicemail, you should be in bed. Your grandfather is fine. Already trying to talk his way out of here. Shotgun blast, caught him in the neck and shoulder. He's still in a bit of shock but he's awake and talking. They're going to hold him for a couple of days to make sure everything is okay. Your aunt or I will be by in the morning to pick you and your brothers up for school," Linda explained.

"When can we see him?" Anna asked.

"When he comes home. You know how he is about all this stuff," Linda said.

"Mom," Anna protested.

"Anna, enough," Linda answered.

Anna sighed and hung up as she looked at Nicky who was looking at her expectantly. "He's fine. Tough old dog. We can't see him until he comes home though."

"That's great," Nicky said. Anna nodded and tried not to make it obvious that she didn't feel the same way. They watched the news for a bit longer but didn't get anything more than what Linda had already told them.

Nicky went to bed after a while and Anna curled up on the couch to wait for morning. When it did come Nicky was the one that got Jack and Sean up and dressed and gave them breakfast opting to let Anna sleep a bit longer knowing the girl had been up later than she had been. She only woke her cousin shortly before she had to leave for school. That day was a very long one as the news had spread throughout the school and everyone was asking about it. Anna just ignored everyone and refused to answer but she knew that her closest friends were worried about her.

After school Anna found out that it had been decided that she and the kids wouldn't be able to see the commissioner until Thursday, right before the dedication ceremony at John Jay College. The college would be dedicating an atrium to the memory of Joe as he had graduated there the year Anna had been born. Since that was still two days away Anna got angry. She couldn't wait that long and decided she was going to see him whether any of the adults liked it or not. He was her grandfather and though she knew he was fine, she had to see it with her own two eyes. Knowing it would look too suspicious if she left now, she waited until the following day after school.