Andy paced her laminated living room floor, contemplating what she wanted to do. After all those years she had been let down; with her mother leaving, leaving her to pick up the pieces, her father and now he decides to do this. To her. She thought she was safe with him, in his arms but obviously not as he decided to go and screw the detective of his past. Jo. She detested that name, ever since she came into their lives; she has been nothing but trouble. Sure, she acted civilly towards her whilst giving a statement after being shot and then spending god knows how long with an ungrateful troubled teenager and the blonde detective that couldn't stop Luke from keeping it in his pants but she had enough. Andy had enough when she went to visit Luke with another plant in her arms and seeing Jo and Luke popping balloons together. Just reminiscing on that thought made her stick to her stomach. Her phone started ringing and she peered over it to see who it was, Luke. That was the 6th time in the past hour that he had called. Why couldn't he just leave me alone? She thought. He loves you her mind said back but she discarded that phrase as soon as it entered.
Sam sat with a beer in his hand and his phone in another, deciding whether to call it a night or just keep going. Ever since the blackout he hasn't been able to get her out of his mind. Sweetheart you're not my type. God what was I thinking! Of course she was a rookie, his rookie at the time but that didn't change the fact that she looked drop dead gorgeous in her uniform and he was looking her up and down guessing what she had on underneath. He took the last sip of his beer and pressed the call button.
Her phone rang again and she picked it up with frustration.'What?' she snapped down the phone. 'Sorry McNally have I caught you in a bad time?' Realizingit wasn't Luke, her voice softened. 'No, sorry Sam I thought you were someone else that's all.' 'Luke?' he asked, not just out of curiosity but with anger as Callaghan didn't get the hint that Andy didn't want to talk to him, hence the breaking up of their engagement. 'yeah, he just doesn't seem to get the message that I am done with him, done with pretending that I was happy with him, he was my safety net so to speak as I got tired of the bad boys and constantly getting my heart broken. Now I have this to deal with, so much of him being safe. Andy laughed to herself more than Sam as she found it ironic, with the way her life was going she thought it would get better with Luke, obviously not.' 'Am I considered to be one of those bad boys?' 'No, maybe, I don't know, you sort of have this edge, which is kind of sexy - ' 'Andy you are rambling again.' He laughs 'Sexy huh? Never would have thought that Andy McNally would call me sexy.' 'Yeah well you sort of fit into my type of men.' What am I doing? I just got out of a relationship and I am sat on my settee flirting with my friend who happens to be my former T.O! Thoughts were making their way around Andy's head which were not helping the current situation. There was a silence other the phone, both of them not knowing what to say to each other; the silence was then broken by Sam coughing and beginning to say something. 'Whatever we have I don't really care as I only care about you, a lot actually and listening to you knowing that you are hurt over that pompous prick is hurting me. All I want to do is make sure you are happy Andy that is all that I want. I Love you Andy and I have done ever since the day you busted my ass and tackled me to the ground, and then try to kiss me. I let you go to Luke because he could make you happy, I thought he could make you happy but here we are talking over the phone knowing how wrong I was and I am sorry for that. I know you just left the jackass but I will continue to wait for you McNally because well I held out this long, waiting for a bit longer won't kill me. Why am I saying it now is because I know you feel the same way, hell even Traci and Oliver can see it. He always tells me to man up and get it done and this is me getting it done. We both know that I am not great at being open but I am trying for you Andy, it will always be you.' Sam could hear a small sob escape her lips on the other side of the phone. 'Sam I don't know what to say, I love you of course and I am such an idiot of not choosing you, I guess I was scared. Scared of loosing you by going UC again, I know you love that stuff and I didn't want to be in the way of you and your dream of working for guns and gangs. By the time she had finished she was sobbing so much that her body was trembling from the shock of the tears cascading down her face. Sam sat listening to everything she was saying, his chest tightening of hearing the truth about not choosing him because of a job. 'I'm coming over.' That said the conversation was over and Sam grabbed his jacket off back of the settee and ran out of the door into his truck.
Andy sat with the phone clutched in her hand waiting for her to get the energy and move off of the settee. She knew would be here in 5 minutes and decided that she needed to clean the place up a bit, look like she hadn't survived on take out for the past couple of days but she couldn't find that small source of energy to pull her petite frame into a standing position.
After a few minutes of her sitting in the same position there was a soft tap against her apartment door. Knowing who it was, she pulled herself towards the door and opened it without giving a care about how she looked to him. After all it was Sam, he didn't care what she looked like either if it meant her having a messy bun on top of her head, red puffy eyes and being in her PJ's. 'Hey, you OK?' the care and love came through the words, making Andy feel a little bit better. 'Now you're hearing I am, want anything to drink? I have beer in the fridge that we can get drunk on together' a small smile spread on his lips, knowing she was putting him before her. 'No, I'm good thanks.' He walked over to the settee and sat on it waiting for her to take her place. Once she had sat and made herself comfortable again, he spoke. 'Want to talk about it a bit more?' knowing what he was on about she shook her head telling him not now but later once she had gathered all of her thoughts and composure. 'I just want you Sam, it has always been you and it has taken me this long to realize that our feelings go so deep, so much deeper than I had imagined.' She repositioned herself so that she was sat in his lap. He didn't mind of course, her body heat radiating onto him made him smile so he snaked his arm around her waist, bring her closer to him. 'Andy, why don't you go to bed and talk about it when we are both refreshed, I am not going anywhere. I promise you that.' Sam didn't know what to do so he just sat on her settee and watched her go to her bedroom, she looked sad almost but happy at the same time, it was weird seeing her like that. 'Sam come to bed with me, I want to do is sleep, nothing more.' Same accepted her offering following her into her bedroom closing the door behind him.