I do not own Rookie Blue.

I got the idea for this one from an episode from another show that I watch. I decided it might be neat to make Andy and Sam the couple and add my own touches to it. I hope you guys like it and as always, let me know what you think when you are done!

The room was dark, lit only by a single broken florescent light that was flickering in the corner. It was damp, everywhere she looked she saw water or traces of where water once was. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room she noticed it was tiled from floor to ceiling. The tiles were large blocks covered in grime and mold. There was a large mirror on the wall to her right that was shattered in more than one place. Where am I? What is this place?

Her head was pounding as she tried to focus her eyes. The room smelt like a sewer and sounded like one too. She could hear dripping of what she hoped was water. She tried to bring her hands up to her face to rub her eyes but she couldn't. What the hell? Her wrists were shackled to the chair she was sitting in. The shackles from her wrists were connected to the chain that held her feet together. She pulled at the shackles shaking her arms violently in hopes of getting loose. She kicked her feet back and forth only to find they were tied up just as tight as her arms were. Whoever did this wanted to make sure she wouldn't get away.

She was breathing furiously as she tried to remember how she got in the room. Why can't I remember anything? Her eyes were slowly starting to adjust and she was beginning to be able to make out more of her surroundings. She looked down and saw the blood that was on her chest. From the looks of it, it had come from her head. She figured that she was probably hit hard in the head and knocked out, which would explain the memory loss. She continued to move her body attempting to break away from the chair she was strapped to.

The sound of metal clinking together caused her to catch her breath and halt her movement. She waited, eyes searching the room. Again she heard the sound, but this time, she heard someone breathing too. "Who's there?" she asked through quick breaths. No response. She looked around the room some more. She paused when she noticed what looked like another person sitting about twenty feet away from where she sat. She blinked her eyes trying to get them to make out the other figure in the room. "Hello? Who's there?" she asked again. Still no response.

She heard the other person groan and immediately she knew who it was. "Oh my God, Sam," she let out in a whisper. It was then that her eyes were fully able to register the man, slumped over in his chair, chained to it the same way she was. He was bloody from what looked to be from a serious blow to his temple.

"Sam? Can you hear me? It's me, Andy. Sam!" she shouted trying to get his attention. He was in bad shape. She assumed she didn't look too much better. "Sam, please wake up. Please say something!" she cried out noticing how her voice echoed slightly though the room. What the hell is going on? How did we get here? What is here?

She noticed him open his eyes and look around. "Oh thank God. Sam, it's me Andy. Can you see me?" she asked as he looked over to where she sat.

"McNally?" she said groggily clearing his throat. "What's going on? Where are we?" he asked pulling at the chains that locked his wrists to his chair.

"Yes it's me. I don't know what's going on. I don't know where we are or how we got here," she said not being able to hide the panic in her voice. She also couldn't stop the hot tears that were not streaming down her cheeks.

"Andy, it's alright. I'm here. I can see you now," he said as his senses came back. "We're going to get out of here okay, trust me on that," he said as he looked into her eyes. The sight of her chained to the chair made him sick. He was going to get them out of wherever they were and kill the son of a bitch who put her there.

"Are you okay?" he asked her.

"Yeah, I'm okay. I'm just confused. I have no idea how we got here," she returned.

He sighed, "Yeah, me either."

After a moment of silence went by she spoke again. "Sam?" she asked weakly.

"Yeah?"

"What are we going to do?"

"I don't know."

"Alright coppers of Fifteen," Best shouted as he walked in to the parade room. "Today is going to be a big day. Some of you may remember Charles Albright, he was arrested five months ago for the murder of three couples, but he couldn't be held because we had no proof to pin the murders on him."

"Charles Albright, that's that psycho jeweler who would kill newly engaged couples who bought rings from his store, right?" Noelle asked.

"Yep, that's him," Detective Callaghan cut in. "We've recently been able to put together more evidence and we believe we have enough to put him away for the murders. Only problem is, we don't know where he is."

"And that's where the rest of us come in," Best continued looking around the room of officers. "Most of you have been given your assignments already. We need to find this guy today if we can. This guy is dangerous and unpredictable so stay on your radios. Serve, protect and be ready for anything."

Sam and Andy were assigned to check out an old warehouse where one of the victims had been originally found.

"So what's the deal with this guy? I mean why would he kill those couples?" Andy asked as she and Sam headed to their location.

"Well according to Jerry, the guy's a psycho. Apparently he was emotionally scarred by his wife's infidelity," Sam explained.

"So what? Because his wife cheated on him he kidnaps and kills innocent couples?" Andy asked not quite putting all the pieces together.

Sam nodded, "Well that's not all. He only kills the couples if they fail his test."

"His test? I'm not following," Andy said looking over at Sam for further explanation.

"He hooks both the man and the woman up to this lie detector test that he made and asks them questions about their love. Basically to find out if they are really in love, if its true love. If they pass he lets them go…"

"And if they fail, he kills them," she finished in a defeated tone.

"Yep. Problem is, no one has ever passed," he said letting out a breath.

"Wow, this guy sounds like a maniac," she added looking over at him only to find him lost in his thoughts.

The rest of the ride to the warehouse was spent in silence. When they pulled up to the front Sam stopped the car. The place looked like it had been abandoned for years. Most of the exterior bricks were missing and many of the windows were shattered or gone.

"So how do you want to do this?" Andy asked as he shut off the cruiser.

"Okay, well it's a pretty big building and most likely empty so I'm thinking we should split up. I'll take the top floor and you can stick with the bottom," he said as they got out of the car.

"Okay," Andy nodded.

"Stay on your radio McNally and let me know if you see or hear anything suspicious. No heroics today, this guy is dangerous," he warned her with raised eyebrows.

"Yes sir," she responded as they approached the warehouse.

Andy didn't want to admit it to Sam, but she was scared. From what she now new Charles Albright was a real nutcase. She wasn't too fond of splitting up, but knew it was the best and fastest way to clear the warehouse. She walked slowly through the rooms that made up the ground floor with her hand on her gun. She should probably have it out, but like Sam said, the place was probably vacant.

She finished sweeping the ground floor and found nothing. She noticed, while she was in the back, that there was a door that led down to what appeared to be a basement. She figured she might as well check there too. She radioed Sam to let him know she was heading down before she did.

The basement was more of a mess than the floor above. It was dark and wet. She pulled out her flashlight and jumped as she turned it on and found mice everywhere. Ewe…I should have let Sam clear the basement, she thought as she continued forward. She paused as she heard a sound come from the room to her left. She took a deep breath and walked in. Stay calm, she told herself. It's probably just more mice.

As she walked through the door she drew her gun. She inched her way in taking in as much as she could with her limited light source. She heard another sound from the corner behind the door and turned around quickly to find a man holding a wooden plank. Before she was even able to process the sight he raised the plank and knocked her out cold.

"Andy! Andy! Wake up. Please wake up," he shouted as he lifted her still form into his lap. He wiped at the blood that was oozing from her temple. He looked around the room and didn't see anyone.

He rubbed the wet hair out of her face as he rocked her back and forth in his arms. "Andy please wake up. You have to wake up okay? C'mon open your eyes," he said as he leaned down and kissed her forehead.

"Well, well what do we have here?" a voice said from behind Sam. He lowered Andy, turned around and drew his gun, but before he could lay eyes on Charles Albright a wooden plank slammed into the side of his head. He fell to the ground right next to Andy.

And scene! What'd you guys think? This was a little darker than what you are used to from me but I hope it didn't disappoint.