A/N: In relation to this story, the day after the blackout, Andy quietly broke up with Luke. Now, two weeks later, Sam can't stop thinking about her, though he thinks she is still with Luke. Reviews appreciated.

Chapter 1

Sam sat alone at the bar in the Penny. He couldn't help glancing at Andy, who was across the bar laughing at something Traci said, before returning his gaze to the empty stool beside him. Where was Jerry when he needed him? As if in answer to his unspoken question, his cell buzzed in his pocket, the caller ID showing his best friend's name. "Jer, where've you been, man?"

"Sorry Sammy, can't make it tonight. Best has me working overtime to finish up a case." Sam groaned inwardly.

"It's okay, I understand." He wrapped up the conversation quickly and snapped his phone shut, sighing. Without Jerry, he had nothing to distract him from the thoughts he knew he shouldn't be having about his rookie. Stealing another look at her, he was amazed at how beautiful she looked, even in plain jeans and a white tank top. He envied Callaghan- he didn't even know what he had. Speaking of the detective, where was he? Sam hadn't seen him with Andy in a while. His thoughts were interrupted when he noticed Nash looking at him with a confused expression on her face. He quickly tore his eyes away from Andy.

'Stupid,' he scolded himself. 'You know nothing can happen, not as long as she's your rookie.' 'Not as long as she's with Detective Boy,' the voice in his head added. He shook his head and tilted the bottle to his lips. He needed to forget about her. It was obvious she wasn't interested. He should just stand up now and go out to his truck. Yes, that was the right thing to do. Leave and avoid hurting both her and himself. He stood and made a beeline for her table.