"What do you want me to say?" It was a question, but she already knew the answer, tears began to pool in her eyes and her voice shaky. "There's nothing to say that can fix... this."

It still felt being weird home, like she couldn't get used to her new, old life. Her home was still her home but something felt off, she could quiet put her finger on it but there was something that hadn't felt right since she had returned home. While she was under she kind of hoped that when she got back everything would fall into place, she would effortlessly glide back into the rotation at 15, her and Sam would talk about what he said before she left, get on the same page and finally be together but as of right now, she had be home for a total of 72 hours, and she had spent the rest of her week in a conference room in Mississauga. And well as for Sam, she stupidly asked Traci where he was, went to the kitchen to find him locking lips with some brunette bimbo. It was safe to say that nothing was going to plan.

He couldn't believe it, she was back, she was home and they weren't together. His mind could not stop racing, there was so many emotions that crashed into him when he realize she was home, he broke up with Marlo after she left the station the night she got back. "It's not you okay? Know that, it was me trying to fill this void in my life that was created when Mc... Andy left for her opt. And I'm an asshole for putting you through this it's not fair and I don't blame you if you hate me.. But I can't do this anymore."

She decided that maybe a change in scenery might help her adjudge to being home; you know because that worked out so well the last time. She began to move her coffee table from one side of the room, to the other, shuffled the couches around before deciding on their new order, the rug that previously was placed parallel to her doorway was now facing perpendicular to it.

'That's enough for tonight' she thought as she slumped off to bed, hoping this was all one big nightmare she was going to wake up from anytime now.

The following night she had taken a cab from Head Quarters in Mississauga to the Penny to celebrate Frank and Noelle's engagement, walking through the door she was Sam instantly, it was like her brain was wired to hunt him down in a crowded room. She headed over to the bar, "Hey." He said to her as she was about to order herself a drink, "Hi," she replied.

"Do you think we could go somewhere and talk, you know somewhere that's no so, you know; crowded." He asked, "I'll meet you by your truck in 15? We can talk at my place?" She offered with a half-smile. "See you in 15." She knew that it probably wasn't the best idea to go back to her place with him, but she needed answers.

The drive home wasn't so bad as it was awkward, she had so much she wanted to say to him and he needed to get some clarification on somethings as well.

Walking through the front door he instantly knew she had changed around her living room, "You rearranged, it looks nice, different but nice." He made his way over to her couch, "well when you come home, and everything's different, what can you do?" It was a quiet but acknowledged jab at Sam's relationship status since she had been gone.

She walked back over to the couch with 2 beers in her hands, handing on to Sam, she sat on the couch beside him, "So... uh what did you want to talk about Sam?" She kind of figured that he wanted to know why she left, without saying good-bye or something. "Why didn't you come home?" He asked. "Uhh Sam? I did come home..."

Earlier that night Sam had over heard Gail and Blackstone talking, "I want you... I want you to be straight with me please," he heard Gail quietly beg Blackstone. "So you want to know if something happened with McNally and Collins" She nodded. "The truth is, I don't know but I don't think that matters because you've already made up your mind." Sam could put two and two together, Blackstone was know for being one of the only handlers to let his people have time off, a weekend during a long opt, to give them a break. He watched as Gail and Blackstone left together.

"That's not what I meant..." He said looking at her, in a way hoping she would think back and be honest about her vacation. "Well, what did you mean Sam?" She was confused at what he was trying to get at, "Andy, I know you had time off, and I know that you didn't come home... So where did you go?" She sat up, how did he find out about this, "Sam, I.." She trailed off, as she fumbled with her fingers. "Did you and Collins, you know...?"
It felt like hours passed as he looked into her eyes waiting for her answer, "Sam, listen we were not together, you broke up with me, you have no right to ask me that?"

This was going no where, "So that's how you want to play it?" He half smirked as his mind raced. There was nothing to play in the moment he knew if she came home, there was no way he would of ever started anything with Marlo, and they won't be having this conversation right now. "Play what Sam? You broke up with me, and I left."

"You know what, uhh yeah I broke up with you but the night before you left I told you I was sorry, and I was willing to do anything to fix this, and guess what Andy you left." He stood up, half wanting to walk out the door but he decided that he wasn't going to run from this anymore. "Because that meant sooooo much." She stood up as well, they were now having a stare off in the middle of her living room.

"What is that suppose to mean?" He furrowed his brow, he meant what he said to her, he's always loved her, cared for her, how could she ever doubt that. "I'm not the one who didn't come home Andy..." He said trailing off, pausing trying to get his thoughts together. "No, you weren't Sam but you were the one who got himself a new girlfriend a whole 60 seconds after I left." They were in a gridlock, he had just found out that she could of come home for a weekend during Project Dakota and he has, well had a girlfriend up until last night.

"What do you want me to say?" It was a question, but she already knew the answer, tears began to pool in her eyes and her voice shaky. "Well McNally I don't think there's anything left to say that can fix... this." He felt like there was no fixing this there was too much pain and resentment in the room. "So this is in then? You're going to walk away from this again, and ride off into the sunset with some girl?" A single tear escaped her eye, her heart broke.

He walked over to her, and placed a kiss on her forehead. "The only person I want to ride off into the sunset with is you,I love you Andy McNally, but right now I don't think that's enough for you." He said as he backed up heading for the door. "Good-bye McNally."

And just like that he was gone, she thought about running after him, but then there was Nick. So she stayed put, standing in her living room alone; again.