Andy walked into the bar, and saw Chris, Gail, and Tracy sitting together.

"Hey guys!" She greeted.

"Luke's out back," Tracy said. "You might want to go back there."

"Why? What's going on guys?"
Gail smirked, and opened her mouth to say something, but Chris spoke first. "Just be careful Andy."

"Good luck," Gail called as Andy walked away.

When Andy pushed open the back doors, the first thing she saw was Luke throw a punch, knocking the other man he was fighting to the ground.

"Luke!" Andy shouted. "What the hell are you doing?" She walked closer, trying to see the other man.

"Hey McNally," he slurred. "How's my favorite little rookie?"

"Stay it of this Andy," Luke said, as Sam stood up.

"Sam? What's going on?"
Luke threw another punch, but Sam ducked, pushing Luke back. He stumbled momentarily, but regained his balance. "I said stay out of this Andy!"

"Shut up Luke! What's going on?" She gasped as Sam's punch made a *crunching* sound against Luke's nose.

"Stop it!" Andy cried. "What is wrong with you two?"

"I'll tell you what's wrong with Sam." Sam grunted in pain as Luke's fist connected with his stomach, sending him flying backwards. "He seems to think that he'd make a better fiancé for you than I would!"

"What?" Andy asked, confused.

"You deserve better than him McNally," Sam slurred again.

"You know what, just stop it!" Andy grabbed Luke's arm as he swung back. "We're going home. Now!"

"Let go of me, Andy!"

But Andy dragged Luke back into the bar, leaving Sam sitting on the curb, dejected. She pulled him throughout the crowd of people, when Oliver came up to her.

"Have you seen Sam?" He questioned.

"No!" She snapped, pushing past him.

"Thanks for the warning, guys," she said to Tracy's table as she passed them.

"You're welcome." Gail called.
Andy stopped by her car. "Keys... Where are my keys?"

"I can drive Andy." Luke said. He pulled her keys from his pocket.

"No damn way," Andy muttered, yanking them out of his hand, and walked around to the driver's side of the car.

"Get in!" Luke slid into the passenger's side, slamming the door shut. "Andy, I think he broke my nose!"

"Serves you right," Andy snapped angrily. "I can't believe you."

"I was just protecting you!"

"I don't need protecting, Luke."

"I love you," he sniffed.

"Hmpf." Luke sniffed again. "But I love you to."