A/N: Sorry about the wait, my computer decided to up and die on me, didn't have the money to replace it right away. When I did have the money, a filling popped out and took a big chunk of my tooth with it. The computer money went to get a crown. Then when I had enough money again, the same tooth needed to have a root canal. But I finally saved enough! Anyway, enjoy and of course read and review!

Chapter 4:

Gail opened her eyes; she was blinded by the early morning sunshine. She foolishly forgot to close her curtains before she left for the evening. She had been living in Andy's loft for the past few months, despite the fact she was attacked and kidnapped from it a few months ago. She hated keeping the truth about how she was subletting the loft from everyone, even Sam. He practically begged her to tell him the truth. She couldn't she promised Luke that she would keep it from everyone including Sam.

Luke pulled her aside one day at work, telling her than she was going to live in Andy's loft until she got back from assignment. Gail had no other choice than agree.

She got out of bed and made her way to the kitchen, Dov was passed out on the sofa, still fast asleep.

When she started to brew coffee, Dov began to come around. "Morning," he greeted when he woke up. "How drunk did I get last night?"

"I don't remember much about last night," Gail said truthfully. "What I do remember is when Traci and I decided to go check out the Alpine Inn today you and Chris pulled the macho thing and decided to check it out yourselves. After Sam and Oliver told us it wasn't a good place to go."

Dov staggered into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee. "Don't take it that way. Chris was just looking out for you. He still cares about you."

Gail rolled her eyes. "That happened months ago! I am not this fragile little thing!"

"Believe me, I know that," Dov said. "Andy isn't here for Sam to worry about constantly, so he is projecting on you."

"Wherever Andy is, I hope she is safe and knows we all miss her," Gail said.

Andy and Nick went on their morning run; they discussed what happened the night before with Luke at the Gentleman's Club. "I think he was getting off seeing us kiss," Nick commented. "I think it's been awhile since he gotten any."

Andy laughed. "I think so, too."

"This is getting serious, finally all our hard work is going to pay off," Nick said as they jogged.

"Yeah," Andy said softly. "I can't wait to see my dad again."

Nick stopped to stretch. "Your Dad, really? Don't you mean Swarek?"

"How many time have we been over this? I am completely over him!" Andy exclaimed.

"We are keep going over it until I believe you," Nick smirked. "However long it takes!"

Andy playfully shoved him in the chest. They began to get into a playful shoving match until Nick's undercover phone began to ring. He answered it on the second ring. "This is Eric," he said.

He listened carefully to the person on the other end. "Okay, we will be there."

"Who was it?" Andy demanded.

"That was T-Bone. He and his brother want to meet us later back at the Alpine Inn, since Swarek interrupted our last meeting. We need to be there in about three hours," Nick explained.

"Let's just hope that we aren't rudely interrupted by Sam this time," Andy grumbled.

"Race you back to the apartment!" Nick said as he took off running.

"No fair! You got a head start!" Andy yelled as she followed him.

Sam had a hard time sleeping. His thoughts kept coming back to when he ran into Andy and Nick at the Alpine Inn. It took all he had not to deck Nick for laying his hands on Andy the way he did at the bar. That wouldn't look good anyway you looked at it, a police officer punching out a person just playing pool wouldn't reflect well on the department.

He headed into work, Oliver was already there speaking to Luke in his office. Whatever Luke was saying to Oliver, he was just nodding. Luke handed Oliver a black bag and dismissed him.

"What was that all about? What bug crawled up Callaghan's ass?" Sam asked.

"This," Oliver gestured to the bag. "Is my cover story along with a cell phone. For the time being I am Jerry Rosati."

"Wait a second," Sam pulled Oliver into an empty interrogation room. "Start over from the beginning."

"The name I gave Lexie the bartender. Apparently someone dug into my fake past. Luke thinks it's a good move in case the Jamison Gang sniffs around even more. The crap I made up made me a good candidate for their gang. . According to Callaghan one of his COs overheard the Jamison gang looking for a way to contact me."

"Then you might end up working with Andy and Nick," Sam finished.

"Yup. My next move is to head back to the Alpine Inn this afternoon…" Oliver trailed off. "Oh wait didn't the rookies have a plan to go over there this afternoon?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah we need to stop that from happening before someone gets hurt."

Nick was in the shower when Andy called to Luke to let him know that they were expected back at the Alpine Inn in a few hours. He told her to not to be surprised if Oliver showed up at the meeting using the name Jerry. Apparently he had the qualities that the Jamison Gang needed in a thug.

"Did you call Luke?" Nick asked coming out of the bathroom wearing just a pair of jeans.

"I just got done talking to him. He said Oliver might show up to join the gang. Whatever cover story he said, it was the right one and the gang might need his skills," Andy explained.

"Wow, this is serious then," Nick said, "What is the plan after Oliver joins the gang?"

"Luke really didn't say. I guess we have to go with the flow and keep up."

"What if Swarek decides to show up again to check on the Jamison Gang's parole?" Nick asked. "If he does, it's going to get mighty messy."

Andy laughed. "I doubt that is going to happen, I bet Luke tore him a new one or meddling in our case."

"I hate to say it, but I doubt that is going to stop him," Nick said. "He is going to try to find out what is happening here. The look he gave me while we were at the Alpine Inn, I thought he was going to tear my head off for touching you."

Andy shrugged. "Am I supposed to be feeling something? I don't. We better get going if we want to make it there on time."

When Oliver left to go to the Alpine Inn, Sam made it his business to stop the rookies from getting into something that they couldn't handle. Luckily the rookies were already waiting for parade.

"Hey I am going to go over to the Alpine Inn today. I have more experience dealing with the lowlifes that hang out there," Sam stated. "I got Sergeant Best and Callaghan's approval."

Gail glared at him. "That is low even for you, Swarek. I can't believe you."

Sam shrugged. "Not my problem that I have more experience. Let it go, Gail. You will get a case even better."

Gail was going to reply but Dov dragged her away. "Let it go Gail. There has to be something else that is going down at the Alpine Inn," he whispered. "Something really big. That is why Sam is going to be there."

"That is why we need to be there!" Gail protested. "If it is as big as you claim, I want in on it."

"Relax Rookie, there will be other cases of this magnitude in our career," Sam soothed. "They want someone with experience in undercover work. That is something that you lack."

"Fine," Gail groaned. "The next time there is going to be a big case down, I want in on it."

"You got it," Sam promised. "This case is just a little more complicated than usual, that is why Frank wants me on it."

"You promise?" Gail asked. "Me and Dov will be on the next case?"

Oliver was playing pool by himself when Andy and Nick came into the Alpine Inn. "Ready?" Nick whispered. "Ollie is here."

"Jerry," Andy corrected. "You need to get that straight, hubby."

"Yeah."

They made their way back to the back of the bar where Oliver was. "Hi I am Jerry," he greeted in case someone could overhear. "You must be Tessie and Eric Taylor, T-Bone told me to be on a look out for a hot bad ass babe "

"And you think she fits the bill?" Nick laughed, holding out, his hand. "I am Eric and this is my wife Tessie."

"Nice to meet you, Jerry," Andy greeted, picking up a pool cue. "Mind if we play a game until the rest of the gang gets here?"

"Sure," Oliver said as he began to gather the balls, he dropped his voice so that only Andy and Nick could hear him. "I don't like this guys, we are here and they are not. Horror movies start off this way."

"You have an over-active imagination," Andy said as she broke the balls.

"This over active imagination saved my butt a few times," Oliver pointed out. "I should give you some pointers."

"Shh," Andy hissed as "T-Bag and T-Bone came into the bar. "They are here."

"I see you already met," T-Bag said as he approached them. "So we don't have to waste time doing introductions."

"I couldn't believe my luck when this babe came in."

"Watch it," Nick said. "She is my wife."

"Sorry." Oliver held his hands up. "I have been in the joint for such a long time, I forgot what a beautiful woman looks and smell like."

Andy blushed. Oliver was laying it on thick and it was working. The Jamison Gang bought every second of it.

"Let's get down to business," T-Bone said. "I talked to my contact. We are ready to move the merchandise two days from now. We will call you with the details once they are ironed out. Until then I want the three of you close by, Eric, you and Tessie have a two bedroom apartment, right?"

Nick nodded. "Yeah. "

"Good, then it is settled, Jerry is going to stay with you two," T-Bag ordered. "That is not going to wreck the honeymoon is it?"

"I can buy him some noise canceling headphone," Andy quipped.

"Good, Jerry we can't have you in some crappy apartment. Besides, Flexie Lexie has been has asking about you," T-Bone winked. "I would hit that when you have the chance. "We better go," T-Bag stated. "We will be in touch soon."

The trio watched them leave the bar.

"So I am moving in, huh?" Oliver asked. "How Three's Company. Does that make me Jack Tripper or Mr. Roper?".

Nick and Andy looked at each other. "Mr. Roper," they said at the same time.

About an hour later, Oliver showed up at the apartment that Andy and Nick shared while they were undercover. "Nice place," Oliver said as he dropped his bag in the middle of the living room. "Where I am sleeping?"

Nick tossed him a sleeping bag that was on the sofa. "In the bedroom on the floor or in here on the sofa, take your pick."

"The floor or sofa?" Oliver complained. "I am not only a guest in this apartment I am also the senior officer."

Nick laughed. "You are not pulling rank to get the bed. I have to warn you that the sofa may look comfortable, but it's not. You will better off on the floor."

"Fine, point the way," Oliver grumbled.

"The second door on the left," Nick pointed out. "And, Shaw? I hope that you don't snore."

Oliver did snore, not only that he snore but he snored like a chainsaw. Nick punched his pillow in frustration. He looked at the bright LG screen on his cell phone. It was three am.

He got out of bed, stepping over Oliver sleeping on the floor. He went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. He glanced over at the sofa, it was tempting but he knew that he wouldn't get any sleep on that lumpy thing. He looked over at Andy bedroom. He saw a light underneath the door indicating that she was still awake.

"Andy," he said softy knocking at the door.

"Come in," Andy answered.

"You're still up," he noted as he came in her room.

"I couldn't sleep. What about you?"

"Oliver snores," Nick said. "The sofa is too lumpy. Can I sleep in here tonight? I don't mind sleeping on the floor."

Andy threw back a blanket. "Are you kidding? This bed big enough for the both of us to sleep in. But if you do try anything, you might be missing your favorite appendage."