Author's note: This is an idea I've had sitting running around in my brain for a long time, so I'm just testing it out to see how it goes. It starts at the end of 2x06, and we're going to pretend that Jo never got hit in the head with the towel rack so Andy won't get in trouble for leaving. I hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Rookie Blue.
"I'm not accusing you of anything Luke, I'm just asking you if anything happened"
My voice sounded cold and accusatory, even to my own ears. After confronting Jo at the hotel the only thing I could think to do was go home and talk to Luke. I tried to make myself think of other things on the way over, in an attempt not to jump to conclusions but standing here in our living room, in OUR house, I was allowing myself to jump to any damn conclusion I wanted.
"Luke, whatever you tell me I'll believe you, so I need you to tell me the truth"
After I saw the matches everything went to hell. I'd stormed out of the hotel room and had just kept going until I reached the house, desperate for answers I wasn't going to get from Jo.
"Andy, I..."
He looked like he was about to cry, and the truth was written all over his face, but I needed to hear him say it. I deserved it.
"I'm so sorry" he finished.
I stared at him for a moment, trying to register what he'd just admitted to.
Then I slapped him.
I walked out of the house without even looking back. I was planning on going to Tracy's but I just kept on walking until I reached that familiar door. I took a deep breath and then I knocked. It barely took him a moment to answer the door.
"McNally? What the...?" I cut him off before he could go any further.
"Hi! I just happened to be in the neighbourhood and I remembered that I forgot my keys today and I was wondering if maybe I could just stay here for a little bit until Luke gets home⦠"
I hated even saying Luke's name, but he wouldn't believe me otherwise and there was no way I could tell him what really happened and I really just wanted to be near him.
"Sure, c'mon in... I was just sitting down to watch a movie." He was looking at me strangely but he didn't ask any questions.
I walked in, kicked off my shoes and headed towards the living room. He followed me and then pointed me towards the couch. I sat down and crossed one leg over the other. He sat down on the other end of the couch.
"Any preferences?"
"Something with a lot of death and destruction...And Bradley Cooper"
"Are you feeling okay McNally? Last I checked you were a Pride and Predjudice kind of girl..."
I laughed out loud at the fact that he remembered that conversation.
"People change" I smiled at him.
"Alright, death and destruction it is then, but I can't promise that I've got anything with Bradley Cooper..."
He walked over to the movies and pulled out a DVD.
"Sure you aren't feeling more like a having a Bridget Jones evening McNally?"
I threw a pillow at him. He ducked, laughing at me.
"Fine, the Matrix it is..."
"A classic, good choice" I smiled.
He popped the movie in the DVD player and then sat down on the sofa beside me.
"Why do you have a Bridget Jones movie anyway?"
" Sarah likes to give me gifts that'll keep me entertained while I'm undercover. She thinks she's funny."
I smiled as the familiar green numbers started to roll across the screen.
"She definitely is." I said, keep my eyes on the screen.
Keanu Reeves popped up on the screen, and I could feel him smiling at me as I stared at the TV and prayed that I would make it through the entire movie without bursting into tears.
