Summery; Sam & Andy are going through a tough time & aren't really on speaking terms. How can a few drinks, a jukebox & unspoken words fix that? And what are the results of it all? Disclaimer; I own nothing of the show Rookie Blue (sadly!) And none of the music I used in this story. But the ideas are all mine! Special thanks to Jj87! A\N: I have created a Facebook Group for readers & writers addicted to Fanfiction- so search for it=
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Sam sat staring at his whiskey seated in his usual spot at the bar of the Penny. Lost in thought of the last few weeks, he picked up the glass swallowed its contents & motioned to Liam for a refill.
Andy had broken off her engagement to Callaghan when she found out that he cheated on her with Jo. That was a good thing.
Then Sam just had to go and mention the fact that everyone would soon pick up on that fact. That was a bad thing!
That resulted in them having a major argument before Sam stomped off leaving Andy to go off in search of Nixon by herself and nearly getting killed. That was a very bad thing!
And all because he had his head up his ass when it came to his feelings regarding Andy, or anything remotely related to Andy. He just couldn't have one single straight thought when she was around or when he was thinking about her. All reasonable logic just flew out the window.
When Luke found Andy in Nixon's storage container and took her back to the barn Sam had tried to apologize to her but she just shut him down and wouldn't listen. She had the most heart wrenching look on her face - it was unforgiving.
Since then Best had her ride with either Williams or Shaw, having sensed the tension between them it was probably in everyone's best interest.
Taking a long sip of his whiskey before setting the glass down Sam only had one thought in mind. He actually missed her. Her incessant babbling, her allergy to silence, her giggle at their silly, slightly flirtatious banter and her flustered look when they were involved in that flirty banter.
He missed her.
Ever since she dumped Callaghan on his ass the guy was hounding her like a love sick puppy. She was forever getting flowers, or boxes of candy or some other thing delivered to the station with cards. Most of the time he saw Nash leave with both the flowers and the candy. The guy was insufferable and relentless in his attempt to win her back. Sam had often seen the private conversations in the hallways or outside the locker room.
That was a bad thing!
Over the last three weeks they hadn't spoken much, they merely exchanged smiles or nods or sometimes a weak hi before they moved on. At least she still had the same flustered look on her face whenever she saw him. That was a good thing!
But THIS was defiantly not how Sam wanted things to be between them.
Letting a soft sigh leave his lips he emptied the tumbler, again asking Liam for another refill.
Andy was glad shift was over. She had a long boring day riding the desk with Chris. He was good company but the day just seemed to drag on forever. She looked up at lunch time to find another delivery guy staring at her from behind a large bouquet of multi-coloured flowers- really not her style.
Signing for them she put them under the table before throwing the card that read 'I miss you' in the trash.
He just would not stop.
He was becoming a pain in the ass and just didn't understand 'it's over'.
Grabbing the flowers Andy made her way to the locker room. She sent all of the flowers home with Traci for her mom and the candy for Leo. Not seeing Traci anywhere Andy jumped in the shower while she waited. Tonight they were going to the Penny. It was the first time she would set foot in the place since she dumped Luke.
Gail and Traci had refused to take no for an answer anymore. So she finally caved in and agreed to go with them. At least there was the off chance that Sam would be there. She felt bad about where they were- the place they were in. She had thought about trying to speak to him or calling or going to see him but didn't know what to say.
The look on his face when Luke brought her into the barn after the Nixon episode was one she would never forget. His eye's held a look of fear in them. Fear that she had never seen before. Fear that scared her into shutting him down when he tried to talk to her. Fear that scared her.
She could kick herself at her own stupidity.
The last three weeks had given her a lot of time to think. Most of those thoughts were always headed in one direction- settling on one person- Sam.
Sam was on his fourth shot when Oliver sat down next to him ordering a beer.
"Hey brother, haven't seen you round much lately."
"Been busy" Sam said not in the mood for where he knew this conversation would end up. It was always the same with Oliver the conversation would start on one subject but always end up on the same topic as always- one Andy McNally.
"So, I see your partner seems to be everyone else's still. You planning on fixing that soon?"
Oliver sure had decided to stop with the small talk and subtle hints & pull out the big guns tonight.
"That's not my decision" Sam said lifting an eyebrow in cockiness at Oliver's eagerness for him to get back to partnering with Andy.
"Well at least talk to her, she is miserable and that makes me miserable when I have to ride with her so fix it before I do something myself," Oliver said in all seriousness.
She's miserable? That certainly got Sam's attention.
"Well she's probably miserable cos of her and Callaghan's split and she is probably miserable cos I nearly got her killed. So I doubt that she wants to ride with me so I think we best leave it as is," Sam said turning back to his drink.
"Wrong, and wrong there Sammy trust me. Talk to her."
As the door of the Penny opened Sam felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up. Somehow if Andy was even remotely close by he would somehow sense it without having to actually see her. Watching in the mirror behind the bar he saw Andy, Nash, Peck, Epstein & Diaz all walk in.
Andy was carrying a large bouquet of flowers that screamed Callaghan.
Sam turned to Oliver wearing a smug smirk and raised eyebrows as if to say 'Really? You still think so?'
As the crowd of rookies made their way to their usual table Sam saw Andy make her way over to them and wave Liam over.
"Shaw, Sam" an unsteady smile accompanied her greeting.
"Hey McNally" Oliver practically did a happy dance on his bar stool at seeing the two of them here in one room.
"McNally" Sam gruffed out as he turned to finish his drink.
As Liam approached Andy held out her flowers to him.
"Take them home for your wife. Traci usually takes them for her mom but I have the feeling she'll forget about them soon." Andy handed them over the counter top and turned walking away to join the table.
Oliver turned to Sam wearing a smug grin from ear to ear as if he wanted to say 'See I told you'.
"Seriously, talk to her."
"About what?"
"Anything to start."
With that Oliver said goodnight as he finished his beer and left Sam to order another drink.
An hour later after a few beers Andy saw Traci coming back from the bar carrying a tray of clear shots, wearing a satisfied grin.
"No way!" Andy said in a fit of giggles.
"Yes way! Come on you haven't been out in how long? Time to have some fun...or not" Traci said eyeing the doorway as Luke stepped in.
"Shit. I gotta go" Andy mumbled reaching for her bag.
Gail ever so observant grabbed Andy's bag and said a stern "no".
"Gail's right Andy just coz he doesn't get it doesn't mean you gotta run away. What happened to talking to Sam?" Traci knew Andy would try her best to make a quick exit now that Luke showed up.
"Trace I said I'd try talk to him when I saw he was here. I didn't say I was going to. Luke...Luke...I can't talk to Sam with Luke sitting across the bar," Andy was in full panic mode.
"Ok so let's help Lukewarm get the message, then you go talk to Sam ok?" Gail said with a face that could only be described as wicked.
"Oh and how exactly am I going to do that?" Andy was afraid to ask.
Both of Andy's friends shrugged before Gail said "We'll find a way," wearing a sadistic smile.
"Gail's right. We'll find a way ok but first let's get you some liquid courage," Traci was not letting her get out of this that easily.
Two shots and two beers each later Traci motioned to Jerry who just arrived before making her way over to him.
Excusing herself Andy motioned towards the bathroom before leaving the table.
Sam sat watching her from the corner of his eye waged a war of thought about talking to her. She was never alone so he would probably not get the chance.
He saw her stand up and make her way down the hallway around the corner to the ladies bathroom.
Maybe he could wait outside and have a quick talk there. Not the ideal place but he was limited to choice.
Deciding it was now or never Sam stood up off his bar stool and made his way over to wait outside the ladies room door. As he rounded the corner he froze dead in his tracks as he came upon one Andy McNally in the arms of one Luke Callaghan in what was one hell of a kiss outside the ladies room.
Andy pulled away at feeling Sam's presence as Luke finally let her go feeling that they were not alone.
Andy watched as a force of emotions played out on Sam's face before he turned the expression to an unreadable one. Then he simply turned around and walked away.
"You asshole!" Andy yelled at Luke before making her way after Sam.
"Sam!" She called out to him, but he kept on walking back to his seat. Maybe if he ignored her she would peg it to the fact that someone turned on the jukebox while they all snuck off into the hallway.
Sam sat down and ordered tequila and another whiskey, this time a double after seeing their passionate little rendezvous in the hallway; he needed something stronger to calm himself down before he ended up going over to McNally and shaking some sense into her.
Andy stopped halfway over to Sam before she felt the sting in her eyes. She turned and made her way back to a confused looking Gail and Traci that had since returned to their table.
"Andy what's wrong?" Traci's voice filled with concern at seeing Sam walk away from Andy and then have her return to them with tear stained cheeks.
"Luke was waiting for me outside the bathroom. When I came out he grabbed me and kissed me and when I finally pushed him hard enough to let go I look up and see Sam standing there watching us with this look on his face." She said as she motioned in the general direction of both Luke and Sam's seats at the bar as she tried to wipe away the free falling tears.
"Oh my God he did not! Well that's it..." Gail said as she stood up and started to make her way around the table.
"No. Just leave it please!" Andy said grabbing Gail's wrist not sure if she was headed for Luke or Sam.
"Andy you can't let him do that to you and let him get away with it" Gail spat pointing heatedly towards Luke. "Ugh, he is such a jackass!"
"And what does Sam think?" She said swinging her hand around to point at Sam.
Sam sat watching the spectacle at Andy's table and the wild gestures all three women were making towards him and Luke. He was glad that Diaz and Epstein were at the dart boards or it could have been quite the circus show.
Watching Andy's teary face and then seeing Peck jump up waving at Callaghan with a venomous look on her face told Sam that Andy was probably not a willing participant in what he had witnessed.
He watched as Andy lay her forehead down on the curve of the table in front of her as Traci ran a hand up and down her back as she looked up at him. Nash was giving him an almost apologetic look.
Maybe Andy would leave soon then I can go over there and beat the life out of that piece of crap he thought turning to give Callaghan a venomous look of his own.
He hated to see Andy cry and knowing that Callaghan was the cause made Sam want to kill him and bring him back to life so he could kill him again.
Suddenly silence filled the Penny as the song on the jukebox came to an end leaving only the chatter of its customers filling the air.
The end of the music gave Sam an idea on how to convey a message to Andy without having to actually talk to her. She should know him well enough to get it, or so he hoped as he stood up from his seat and made his way over to the jukebox.
He dug some change out of his pocket and made his selection popped in the coins and returned to his seat.
Sam hardly ever used the jukebox so Traci and Gail watched with amused eyes as he made his way back over to his seat. Traci shrugged smiling at Gail as she looked down at Andy still resting her forehead down on the table.
Sitting down back at the bar, Sipping on his whiskey Sam hoped that this would work.
Soon the soft strumming of a guitar filled the air before a mellow drum beat started to roll.