A/N: Just an idea I had...I haven't given up on 'You Gotta Go There to Go Back'...just needed to clear my head of this other idea. It's not going to be more than a few chapters. I'm not sure of the exact time line, but basically I operated it under the premise that 2x11-213 never happened. And, as always I don't own anything.

Andy had a feeling.

A bad feeling.

No, today was not going to be a good day.

She didn't have to work today but despite her plans to sleep in the loud crack of thunder jostled her awake shortly after 8am and even the sound of rain on her bedroom window was not enough to lull her back to sleep. She thought about getting out of bed, but didn't see the point. She turned on the TV to Lifetime and struggled to pay attention to the marathon of 'Drop Dead Diva'. Normally, the show amused her but not today. Today, it wasn't enough to mask the mounting fear that was clutching at her insides.

Finally, unable to ignoring her growling stomach any longer Andy went into the kitchen and heated up some leftover pizza. Taking the plate and a soda she went back into the bedroom and crawled back into bed. She ate and drank and tried to focus on the TV show. Her hand drifted to the chain around her neck and she fiddled with it briefly before allowing her eyes to wander to the framed photo on the bedside table. She let out a sigh, she missed Sam. He had been undercover for 2 months now and she missed him desperately. They had their 3 weeks before Boyd sent him under and they were the best 3 weeks of her life. They had decided that telling anyone about their relationship would only complicate things and he didn't want her to have to deal with rumors alone while he was gone. So they kept the affair a secret, and that just made it all the more exciting and special.

The day dragged on with Andy alternating between short naps and reminiscing about the weeks she had with Sam. A text she had gotten from Traci a little bit ago had reminded her in no uncertain terms that she was expected at the Penny tonight and if she failed to show Dov and Chris would forcibly drag her there no matter what her attire was when they found her. Knowing that Traci would definitely make good on her threats, Andy pulled herself out of bed and went to shower.

Andy slowly got ready and glancing out the window was surprised at how late it had gotten. She figured she would have heard from Traci a while ago wanting to know what was taking her so long. Andy shrugged; maybe everyone was running late too. She gave herself a quick once over in the mirror: jeans, blue button down shirt, brown boots and hair clipped back half way. Satisfied that she had hidden the dark circles under her eyes as well as she could with concealer and make up, Andy flipped off the bathroom light and went to find her coat and purse.

On the other side of the room the sounds of 'Girls just Wanna Have Fun' came from her cell phone plugged in on the counter. It was Traci's ringtone. "I'm on my way I promise!" Andy said as a greeting. The smile fell from her face as she listened to her friend's urgent tone. "Traci! Slow down, I can't understand you, who's in the hospital? Is it Sam?" The fear was back in full force as she listened to her friend's response, "No." She whispered letting the phone fall from her hands and clatter to the floor.

"Andy? Hello? Andy!" Traci practically shouted into the phone. "We got disconnected." She said to the group of people behind her as she tried to call Andy back. She frowned at the phone, "It went straight to voicemail."

"We'll keep trying." Dov said, "Maybe she's calling a cab, since she doesn't have a car?"

"Yeah, I guess." Traci said, "Why did I have to be the one to call her again?" She asked the officers of 15 Division who were scattered throughout the hospital waiting room.

"Because you suck at rock, paper, scissors." Oliver said with a smirk, "And because you're her best friend"

"Yeah, yeah." Traci muttered, "But you're going to be the one to tell her exactly what happened." She pointed a finger at Oliver.

That wiped the smirk off Oliver's face. "Why me?"

"Because you are his best friend and she's been you're partner since he went undercover." Traci said firmly.

Oliver groaned and moved to sit down next to Jerry, "Wanna trade?" He asked hopefully.

Jerry let out a short bark of laughter, "And be the one to tell McNally that Sammy got shot just as he was finishing up the op? Hell no."

"Maybe she won't be that upset?" Oliver said optimistically, "I mean, they are just partners and neither one of them has the brains to just quit being stubborn and admit they love each other."

"Ha." Jerry snorted, "I think McNally dumping Callaghan and Sammy's reaction at the Supernova, the Laundromat and after the storage locker pretty much spelled it out for both of them."

"Whatever man, he still refuses to tell her and she refuses to admit her feelings. It was would make my life so much easier if they would just man up." Oliver complained.

Jerry shook his head, "Sammy's been undercover for 2 months, and it's not like he's been around to tell her he loves her."

"I know that. I'm just saying, she hasn't exactly been pleasant to ride with lately. Do you know how many more gray hairs I have now? That woman is a danger magnet and if something happened to her on my watch and Sammy found out…" Oliver trailed off and Jerry nodded in agreement, knowing full well the Sam would not be happy if something had happened to McNally.

Traci leaned over Jerry. "If you two ladies are done." She nodded her head towards the double doors where a clearly panicked Andy McNally was running through.

The second that Traci had murmured that yes it was Sam in the hospital, Andy had leaped into action, running to put on her coat and grabbing her purse and car keys from the table. She had sprinted to the car and with a squeal of tires she was speeding to the hospital breaking nearly every speed limit on the way. He's going to survive this. This is not how our story is going to end. She repeated over and over to herself trying desperately to calm her racing heart. Bolting into the waiting room, her eyes frantically scanned the room taking in the different member of guns and gangs and the majority of the officers from 15 Division. Finally, her eyes landed on Boyd and they hardened in fury, "You." That single shaking word held so much hatred and anger that it had Oliver, Traci, Jerry and several others moving in.

"McNally." Boyd smirked, "At least I know you were off today and didn't ruin another one of my operations."

"You son of a bitch." Andy lunged at him, only to have Oliver grab her around the waist and haul her to the other side of the waiting room away from Boyd. "He didn't even want to do this. You made him go. This is your fault." She shouted as Oliver dragged her away.

"Calm down Andy." Traci said soothingly, "He's not worth it."

Andy struggled to remove herself from Oliver's grip, "What happened?"

"We only know bits and pieces." Oliver began, "The final bust was going down tonight. Sammy managed to get word to guns and gangs last night and we had a team ready. Everything was going according to plan until the end. One of the men who came with Turko and his gang to the sale recognized Sam from another bust. He made Sam as a cop, we were already storming the building but they shot him before we could get to him."

"Is he going to live?" Andy choked out barely able to control her sobs.

"He's in surgery." Traci said finally, holding her friend close, "He lost a lot of blood but the doctors are hopeful."

"I had a feeling about today." Andy whispered, "I can't lose him."

"I know." Traci led Andy to sit down. "When he comes through this; and he will, you need to tell him how you feel. No more keeping Swarek on ice."

Andy looked away guiltily as she nervously wrung her hands together. Slowly, she lifted them up and unclasped her necklace sliding it into the palm of her hand. "I have something to tell you."

Andy paused, unsure of where to begin.

The doors to the surgical wing opened just then and Andy shot up when two doctors came out. The officers and detectives in the room stood and gathered around the doctors.

"I'm assuming you're all here for Officer Swarek." Dr. Allen said looking around at the group.

"Yes." Jerry said, "How is he?"

"He's hanging in there. He lost a lot of blood and where the bullet was lodged was difficult to get to which caused a few problems. But he's strong. He's stable right now but we're going to keep him in the ICU. The next 48 hours are critical but if he wakes up within the next few hours, I don't see any reason why he won't make a full recovery." The other doctor explained.

Andy let out a breath she hadn't realized he had been holding. "When can we see him?"

Dr. Allen looked at her apologetically, "I'm sorry, only family is allowed in the ICU. Have you contacted his next of kin?"

Andy felt her last shred of patience snap, "I'm his wife. I want to see him now." She jammed the ring that used to be on the chain around her neck on to her left ring finger.

"Of course." Dr. Allen said, "I'll have the nurse come get you when he's in his room."

"Thank you." Andy said running her hand through her hair giving the stunned group behind her a glimpse of the simple white gold diamond studded wedding band she wore. She didn't even realize what she had just said and done until a voice broke through her haze.

"You married Sam Swarek!" Luke asked incredulously, moving to the front of the group, "Are you kidding me? How long did you wait after we broke up, a day?"

Andy spun around in shock and found herself face to face with an angry Luke and a very large group of surprised police officers. She thought about lying, saying that she had just made it up so she could get in to see him, but what was the point of that? She had already put his ring where it belonged on her finger and she never wanted to take it off again. "Yes, Luke. Sam and I got married." She was about to continue when a nurse walked in.

"Mrs. Swarek?" She asked.

"Yes. I'm right here." Andy said quickly.

"Your husband is in his room now if you can follow me." The nurse said.

Andy released a shaky breath, "Thank you." She turned to look back at her and Sam's friends, "I know you all have questions and I promise to explain everything later." Not waiting for a response Andy quickly followed the nurse out of the waiting room.

Her heart leapt into her throat when she walked in to his room and saw him lying there helpless on the bed. She thanked the nurse for bringing her and then rushed to his side, "Sam, I'm here." She whispered, sitting down in a chair next to his bed. She gently reached for her husband's hand. "Please come back to me. I need you."

Andy stared at him, silently pleading with him to wake up. She glanced up as the nurse came in with a bag. At Andy's questioning glance, "Personal affects." The nurse said softly.

"Thank you." Andy murmured. She dug through the bag until she found what she was looking for. She pulled out the thin chain with a simple band on it. Unhooking it, she placed the ring in its proper place on Sam's left ring finger. "Sam Swarek, you listen to me right now. I'm your wife and you better pull through this. You made me a lot of promises and I expect you to keep every single one. I mean it Sam. I can't do this without you. Our story cannot end this way." The tears that she had been doing her best to hold in started to fall.

"Jeez McNally. We've only been married two months and you're already nagging me."

Andy's head shot up and her eyes met Sam's humor filled ones, "Sam! You're awake."

"You're not getting rid of me that easily." Sam's voice was horse and Andy grabbed a cup and filled it with water and held up for him to drink. After satisfying his thirst he leaned back and studied her, "I missed you." He brushed a hand through her hair and cupped her cheek.

Andy turned her head to press a kiss on his palm. "You have no idea how much I missed you. Promise me that you're not going under again."

"I promise Andy. This was it, I'm done." Sam said quietly trailing his hand back down to grip her hand.

She released a breath, relief clearly showing on her face. Andy nodded, "Thank you."

"Hey, you're my wife. I'd do anything for you and I have no interest in ever leaving you again." Sam reassured her.

Andy just grinned at him until Sam felt compelled to ask, "What are you smiling at?"

Andy leaned in and presses a kiss to his lips, "I don't think I'm ever going to get tired of hearing you call me your wife."

"That's good, I don't have plans of stopping anytime soon." Sam shifted to get closer to her and grimaced in pain.

"Sam, let me call the doctor, they're going to want to know that you're awake." Andy hesitated, not wanting to leave Sam's bedside.

He pulled her closer to him and kissed her. Andy couldn't help herself and allowed him to deepen the kiss. His heart monitors started beeping a little faster.

"Oh. Mr. Swarek, you're awake." The nurse walked in laughing slightly as husband and wife broke apart. "The doctor will be right in to examine you. Mrs. Swarek, we have paperwork for you to fill out real quick while he's being examined and then you can come back in."

Andy leaned over and kissed him once more and followed the nurse out of the room just as the doctor was walking in. Andy walked to the nurse's station and took clipboard that held the paperwork on it. She walked slowly back to the waiting room and ignoring everyone took and seat and got her wallet out of her purse.

"Andy?" Came Traci's soft voice, "Are you OK?"

Andy didn't even realize that she was crying until her vision started to blur staring at the forms. "Yeah, I just need a minute. Can you start these?" Not waiting for a response she pushed the forms into Traci's hands and ran out of the waiting room and into the elevator, not stopping until she ran out of the main doors of the hospital. She sank down on to a bench outside and let the tears fall freely. He's alive.