One offhand remark by Gail, and Andy is forced to take a hard look at the men in her life and who she really should be with!
This is a quick one I came up with the other day while driving to work – I thought it would be a one shot, but now that it's written I think it might be more… Oh, and I took a little creative license to get the right flow – in my story they get their equipment squared away after parade instead of before, and I'm pretty sure there wouldn't be a police sponsored party at the top of the CN Tower.. Thoughts and reviews are welcome, as always!
DISCLAIMER: I quite unfortunately do not own Rookie Blue!
BackupChapter 1
"Coppers of 15," Best began. "Please don't forget that tonight is the gala. It will be held at 360 at the top of the CN Tower, and it's our biggest fundraiser of the year, so it's imperative that everyone shows face. Those on duty will be expected to stop by in uniform; those who are not are expected to dress accordingly. We need to give a strong showing, 15. Serve, protect, and let's raise some money."
They broke from parade and the rookies made their way to the equipment room.
"This is going to be GREAT, guys!" Dov exclaimed as they walked. "My suit is pressed and I'm ready to mingle. Hot girls, short dresses, open bar – it's going to be epic!"
"You do realize that this is a professional event," Gail muttered.
"Oh come on, Gail! You know we're gonna look hot!" Traci had finally broken through Gail's icy exterior and wouldn't give up on trying to get her more involved with the others.
"We are, aren't we?" Gail finally said.
Andy laughed, then the smile slid off her face as she saw Luke approaching. He had that look on his face – the one that told her there was a "big case," and that he "might not make it tonight." She stopped short and let the others continue.
"Come on, not tonight!" She complained.
Luke sighed. "I'm sorry, Andy! There's this case, and unless it breaks, I'm really not going to be able to get away."
There's always a case, Andy thought. "You do realize I bought a new dress for this? A new, short dress? And high heels?"
"I know, and I'll do my best to get there. I just don't want you to be disappointed if I don't make it."
"Too late." She was mad, and couldn't help but get that little dig in. "This is a really important event for us, Luke."
"I know. Like I said – I'll do my best. And if I don't make it, we'll just have to have our own private fashion show later." He drew her towards him, and she pulled back.
"Luke, really, not now. Sorry, but we're in the middle of the squad room – it's just weird." She saw Sam enter the room out of the corner of her eye. He motioned to her that he was ready to get going, and she detached herself from Luke's hold. "I gotta go – the guys are waiting for me in the equipment room and Swarek's ready to get out there."
"Swarek, right." Andy stuck out her jaw in reaction to his tone, and he softened. "Ok. I'll keep you updated with how things are going, ok?"
"Fine. See you when I see you."
She slammed her locker shut once she got into the locker room, and the other rookies stopped talking and looked at her.
"Let me guess – he caught a case." Traci said, sympathy in her voice.
"That's right. Which means a brand new dress is essentially going to waste." Andy couldn't hide her bad mood.
"Oh, whatever," Gail said. "Like you won't just make your backup boyfriend be your substitute date."
"What?" Andy looked up, surprised. "My… my what?"
"You know, Swarek. He's your backup boyfriend, right? Always there for you when Homicide Luke is too busy or distracted?"
"Gail!" Chris glared at his girlfriend, who only shrugged.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Gail." Andy rolled her eyes and continued prepping her gear.
"Oh, shut up. Yes you do. 'Sam, can you give me a ride home? Sam, I need help on a case.'"
"He does seem to come to your aide quite a bit," Dov interjected.
"I'm just surprised he's stuck with you this long without some kind of payoff." Gail looked at Andy with sharp eyes.
Before she could stop herself, Andy's eyes streaked to meet Traci's. She looked away as quickly as she could, but not quickly enough. "Unless there WAS some kind of payoff," Gail snarked.
"What? No! Of course not. No payoff."
"Whatever you say. Bambi." With that, Gail swept out of the room.
So? What do you think?
