"Hello?"

"It's me. They found me. Well, Scott did. He's here. He had a gun. I fought him off, but he'll be back soon."

"You need get out and relocate. How about out West?"

"No! Frank, I want to come home."

"You can't. It's too dangerous."

"Then keep it on the low. No one will know. I just need to be in Toronto."

"Fine. I can't tell him though. You can't either."

"I won't," she paused. "How is he?" It pained her to think of being that close to him and not being with him.

"He looks likes hell," both ends of the line remained quiet for a moment, "I'll meet you in Erie?"

"Sounds good," Andy said as she hung up. She drove home and packed as much as she could. She threw as much as she could into her one bag. She grabbed her videos, her camera, phone charger, passport, Samantha's dolls and notepads, and Samantha's passport. She went into Samantha's room and packed up as much as possible. She booked four tickets for two flights. One was to arrive in Toronto and one in Erie. She called Rachel.

"Hey, can you meet me in twenty minutes?"

"Where?"

"The girls' favorite spot."

"Ava, is everything all right?"

"I'll explain when we meet."

Twenty minutes later, Andy pulled up beside Rachel's silver Camry. She got out and walked around to the driver's side of Rachel's car. She opened the door to let Samantha out. Rachel climbed out and stood behind the opened door.

"Sammy, sweetheart, I need you to tell Catherine goodbye," Andy said. Rachel looked at Andy/

"Why, Mommy?" She looked up at her mother.

"We're going on a long trip. I'll tell you about it in the car," Andy said as she nodded to Samantha. She climbed across the back seat to hug her best friend.

"Bye Samantha! Have fun on your trip!" Catherine said. Samantha crawled out and climbed into their own car.

"Thank you, Rach, for everything," Andy said. Tears fell down her cheeks. Rachel had been there since the beginning. They had met when Andy first showed up. Their due dates weren't too far apart. They were best friends just as their daughters were.

"You're not going on a trip, are you?"

"No, I'm going home to Toronto," Andy wiped her eyes and shook her head.

"Toronto? You said you were from New York."

"That was a cover. This life is a cover. I'm not really Ava Taylor. It's Andy McNally. I'm a cop. I went undercover, and I was made. My Staff Sargent sent me here to hide. Please, you can't say anything. You don't know anything."

"Okay. I love you, Av- Andy."

"Love you too, Rach. I'll be in touch. You should come visit when all this is over," They hugged and cried. Shortly after, Andy hugged Catherine.

"Bye, Mrs. Ava!"

"Bye, Catherine," Andy hugged her and climbed into her car and drove to the airport.

"Mommy, where are we going?" Samantha asked.

"Home," Andy stated.

"But we are home," she replied confused.

"Our real home, Toronto."

Andy pulled out her phone and texted Frank her gate number and the time her plane landed in Erie.

E 2:15 G3

Andy looked over at Samantha sleeping soundly as the plane touched the runway. She was somewhat jealous. Samantha was oblivious. She didn't know she should be scared or worried. She wasn't anxious. She rubbed the child's back to wake her.

"C'mon, rookie." Samantha sat up, looked around and rubbed her eyes.

"Mommy, I'm sleepy," She complained.

"I know, baby. You can sleep in the car, but I need you to walk for me, okay?" The child nodded and reached out for Andy's hand.

The two walked off the plane. The hall seemed as if it would never end. Eventually, she saw Frank standing in his street clothes.

"Um, McNally, who is this?" Frank asked looking at Samantha.

"I haven't been called that in a while," Andy smiled. "This is Samantha Grace Swarek," Andy said.

"Swarek? You've got to be kidding me."

"Mommy, who is he? Why did he call you McNally?"

"This is your Uncle Frank," Andy said. Samantha's face lit up. She had an uncle!

"Hi, Uncle Frank. Mommy, you know my name is Samantha Grace Taylor."

"Not anymore, Rookie. It's Samantha Grace Swarek now," Andy smiled. Samantha knew she was a Swarek now. The child looked confused but accepted what her mother told her.

"Well it's very nice to meet you, Miss Samantha," Frank said looking at Andy.

"I'll explain later."

The drive to Toronto felt like it would never end. Frank looked into the rear view mirror to see Samantha sleeping.

"Explain, McNally. You know you should have informed me."

"I know, but it just didn't feel right telling you if Sam wasn't allowed to know he has a daughter." Frank nodded in agreement. "I didn't find out until my second week there. I just need to tell him so he doesn't hate me."

"He won't hate you, McNally. He'll understand; if not, he'll come around. It's his daughter and you. He loves you, and he'll love her too. I've only known her, and I already love her," Frank chuckled. A smile crept across Andy's face, "Just a few more weeks though, and then you can."

Three and a half hours later, a black SUV pulled up to cabin.

"This is Oliver's cabin," Andy said.

"Yeah, I told him we needed it for an assignment. He said it was fine."

"Does he know?"

"No."

"You know she's a spitting image of Sam," Frank finally said as he grabbed Andy's bags. Andy carried Samantha in her arms.

"She gave me hope. I just wish he could've been there, you know?"

"I know you do, McNally. I know you know this, but as much as you want to, you can not contact any one."

"I know."

A few minutes later. Andy watched Frank leave. She was alone. She was home, well, sort of. She remembered the last time she was here.

Andy and Sam lay in bed out of breath. She looked up at him and asked if he saw a future for them. He looked at her as though she were insane for not knowing he did.

"You know I do, McNally. I have ever since you tackled me and tried to kiss m-"

"I did not!" Andy interrupted.

"Do you want to hear what I was going to say?" He said as she nodded. "I have ever since I laid eyes on you, McNally. I want kids and the park on Sundays. I want it all with you. Everything. I want to give you everything. I love you, McNally. Nothing will ever change that. I promise. I'm going to marry you some day." Sam said. Andy's heart fluttered.

"Good. I want to marry you one day too. I love you too."

Two weeks later, Andy was startled by the sound of car doors slamming. She peaked out of the curtains. Two Black SUVs and six men. She knew they weren't from Fifteen. They had found her again. She ran to Samantha's room.

"Samantha!"

"Yes, Mommy?"

"Listen closely. I need you to hid in your closet behind your clothes. I need you to absolutely stay quiet do not scream or make a noise. Do not open the door unless it's me or Uncle Frank, okay Rookie?"

"Mommy, you're scaring me. What's happening?"

"We're just playing a big game of hide and seek, okay?"

Andy left the room and called 9-1-1.

"9-1-1, what's your emergency?"

"Hi, I'm a cop from Fifteen, McNally. I need back up 5673 Lakeside Drive. Request Officer Best and Shaw. There are six armed men, I have my daughter with me."

"Officers, are you armed as well?"

"No. I-I can't find my gun. "

"Okay,we have a squad en route. ETA is five minutes"

"1519, there are six armed men at an officer's home. 5673 Lakeside Drive, requesting backup," the radio crackled to life.

"That's my cabin," Shaw said looking at Nash.

"1519, responding." Nash responded. She flipped the lights and sirens. Just then Oliver's phone rang.

"Shaw"

"I need you to keep this on the low. Keep Swarek away from this."

"Why Swarek? Who is- McNally? She's back?" Oliver asked. Nash turned to look at Oliver. Swarek was with the detectives today; so, their job was a little easier.

"Not exactly."

Traci picked up the radio.

"This is 1519, requesting backup 5673 Lakeside Drive immediately. All suspects are armed and open fire!" Nash requested. Soon the several voices responded.

"1520, responding."

"1539, responding."

"Peck and I are en route."

McNally looked out of the window. Scott had found her again. She grabbed a knife and hid behind the counter in the kitchen. Just then the door busted down. Andy could her several sirens in the distance. Scott made his way to Andy's room. He cleared the room.

They both heard gunshots from outside. Backup was here. Scott looked out the window. Andy ran from behind the counter and jumped on his back. Scott knocked the knife from her hand. He turned around and slammed Andy against the wall. She fell from his back to the ground. She quickly jumped to her feet threw a punch and ran to the knife, but she stopped before she could get it.

"Not this time, Officer McNally." Scott said as he pointed a gun in her direction. "You ratted out my uncle."

"He's a criminal."

"He's my uncle!" He shouted. "You're going to pay." He cocked the gun, and a single gunshot rang throughout the house and the surrounding woods.