I was chatting with a friend about McSwarek and the 'getting back together' scenarios we would like to see and my muse came up with this. It's only a drabble but there will be a second part.

Part 1

One second they were screaming at each other and the next her back hit the wall, his mouth crashing down on hers, his scruff burning her skin, making her dizzy in an instant.

The part of her brain that was still working was asking her what she was doing. But her body already reacted, kissing him back with a passion she hadn't experienced since the last time she'd kissed him.

Him! She was kissing Sam!

She tried to pull back but she couldn't. His kiss was setting her whole body on fire and she just couldn't stop.

She was with Nick, wasn't she? And he was with Marlo, wasn't he?

What were they doing kissing in the back alley of the Black Penny? How did they even get here?

But then he rocked his hips forward, pinning her against the wall and she just stopped thinking at all. Her hands slipped around his neck, her fingers digging into his skin, her leg wandered up his thigh and suddenly his hands were on her ass, lifting her up and she wrapped her legs around him without giving it another thought.

It was like it always had been. He kissed her and she forgot everything around her. Forgot who she was, forgot where she was. The only thing that mattered was feeling him, wanting him, needing him.

She was only a hairsbreadth away from ripping his shirt open, the lust, the need to have him coursing through her but suddenly he stopped, pulling back and the moment his lips left hers she felt the loss slamming into her.

"Does he make you feel that way? Do you forget where you are when he is kissing you?" His husky voice shot shivers down her spine and when he rocked forward once again, a quiet moan slipped over her lips, hot desire shooting right between her legs, the desperate longing for his touch taking her breath away. "I want you, McNally. I want to take you. Right here, right now. And you would let me. Because you want it as desperately as I want it. But I'm not gonna do it. Because when I take you I will make it last. For hours."

He drew back, steadying her until her feet hit the ground again before he stepped away and she looked up, the hunger in his eyes making her want to yank him back and just kiss him again.

"You know where to find me, McNally. You are going to come to me. You have to make the choice. I will wait." He leaned down, giving her another hard kiss that left her breathless before he added. "I'll give you one week, McNally. One week. Seven days. And you will come to me. Because you need me as much as I need you."

And then he just turned around and walked away. She stared after him, asking herself what the hell had just happened. She almost ran after him. Her whole body was screaming at her to just call him back and finish what they'd started. But she didn't.

She hadn't answered his question. He didn't give her the time to answer it but as she was standing in the dark alley, her legs still weak, her whole body still humming, she knew if she was completely honest there was only one possible answer and she whispered it into the darkness, sighing softly as she accepted the undeniable truth.

"No, he doesn't make me feel that way."