He started out being the undercover cop whose cover I blew.
He then became the training officer who I thought would hate my guts.
Then he became the man I learned to trust. He was there when I needed him the most. He was willing to help me learn and become a good cop. His teaching wasn't exactly by the book, but it worked. I learned to trust my gut, like he said I should.
One night after I shot that man, well killed him actually I felt so broken inside and went to his house. The damn power came on when we were about to cross way over that line between work partners and romance partners.
I ran, boy did I run like hell. I was so scared that I had ruined everything between Sam and I. I was so worried he would hate me. Sam hating me was something I could never face. I think deep down I knew that I loved him then. So work became awkward and tense for a couple of weeks. It was hell on me and I could tell it tore him up to.
Eventually though we fell back into our normal banter.
Earlier tonight he asked me about what had happened between us. I could see the hurt still evident in his eyes. I felt horrible; I knew then that I wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of my days with that man.
So here we are sitting on my couch trying to figure what went wrong. I guess mainly it was my fault. So I decided it best that I spoke first.
"I am so sorry that I ran from you. I was so screwed up that night, but that is only an excuse. I knew what I was doing and I wanted to be with you. I just freaked out and I know I hurt you. Can you forgive me?" I ask him quietly.
"Andy, I never wanted a partner, but then you came crashing into my life and all that changed. I want nothing more than to make you happy and to take your pain away. It really hurt me when you ran from me that night. I tried to stay mad at you but I just couldn't do it. I love you Andy and that will never change. So I guess yes I can forgive you. Please just don't run this time. Talk to me, please." He says taking my hands into his.
I can see honesty in his eyes; feel the love in his words.
"Sam, I promise you I won't run. I love you so much. I didn't mean to hurt you. I felt so horrible that night. I wanted to go back and crawl into your arms and cry, but I was so afraid you would hate me. I promise next time I get scared I will run to you not away from you." I tell him.
He leans in and our lips meet in a mind blowing kiss. This time I am not afraid, this time I feel like I am home with him. Tonight we proclaimed our love, and from here things can only get better.
The End