The loud clink of glass bottles echoed through the loud buzz of the pub.
One month. They had made it, survived the job and even scarier their TO's.
"We did it." Chris cheered as the rookies threw back massive gulps from their bottles.
The group of five chatted and drank as the night went on and the buzzing noise of conversation from the other inhabitants of the pub continued on around them.
"Well, I'm out." The brunette called slamming her empty bottle on the table. "I need to take off anyway.." she started as the cries of 'C'mon McNally' and 'just one more drink andy' smothered her, begging her to stay.
She laughed at their feeble attempt as she shakily put on her jacket, realizing she probably shouldn't have had that last drink. "I'll see you all in the morning." She stood her ground and turned her back on the table walking towards the door.
She passed by all the officers from the division, giving smiles and nods and the odd "goodbye" to everyone she passed. Everyone liked Andy, it was hard not to, besides her beautiful physical appearance, she had a likable personality, lovable even.
Even Sam Swarek, who appeared to loath Andy so much to begin with couldn't help but smile around her.
"You leaving?" He asked as she passed by.
"Yup," she popped her 'p', her eyes taking a second to focus in her slightly tipsy haze.
"You got a taxi?" He asked hand steadying her elbow as she stumbled only slightly.
"It's not far, only five blocks or so." She stated, making a bee-line for the exit.
She barely made it across the parking lot when the door swung open behind her, she cringed against her instincts as she continued to walk without turning around.
"Wait up," the all to familiar voice sounded.
She spun on her heel as he caught up with her, their bodies stopping suddenly before they slammed together.
"What's up?" she asked, taking a step back to allow her to clear her mind, and get rid of the almost unbearable want she felt whenever she was alone with him.
"You're not walking home," he stated as she was about to argue her mouth opening only slightly. "I'll drag you to my truck if I have to." He flashed her one of his brilliant smiles, one rarely seen, some never baring witness to it at all.
"It's fine really," she knew she wouldn't win this one, the look in his eyes showing how deadly serious he was being.
She made her way to his truck, not bothering to argue much more.
The ride home was mostly silent excluding Andy's directions to her house, a palpable silence in which a continuous current of energy and electricity travelled between the two. They both knew that they were not meant to be together, not allowed. Andy saw that as something she couldn't do, however, Sam just saw that as another rule he would more than likely break.
His truck slowed to a stop outside her house, as she turned to thank him for the ride home his face was just inches from hers, staring her down, dimples appearing as his lips turned up into a dazzling smile.
She sat still, trying to control her overwhelming need to throw herself across the car and onto him. His face inched closer, her breath hitched in her throat.
His lips lightly touched hers, so lightly she wasn't quite sure wether they actually made contact but the burning heat they left on her lips and the desire that twisted in the pit of her stomach was enough of an answer. Just as slowly as he had leaned in, he pulled back. Flashing yet another of a dazzling smile at the awestruck rookie.
"Goodnight McNally," he said, his voice soft and almost melodic. "See you in the morning."
She turned to escape the car, escape her need when she was stopped by a hand on her shoulder.
"Andy? Did you leave your door open?" Sam asked, trying to remain calm as he nodded towards the door that was lying slightly open.
The young brunette swung out of the car in a swift movement as Sam shouted after her whilst grabbing his off duty gun and cuffs from the glove compartment of his car.
"McNally, stand down you're unarmed." He demanded running after her, his demands ignored.
"Dad?" She shouted running into the house.
He was on the floor just coming round.
"Nora?" She shouted as he began to mutter the same name.
"Get Nora." he repeated.
Andy ran head long down the corridor towards a room thats door was cracked open.
"Nora?" She shouted again as she reached the door stopping dead.
"Who's Nora?" Sam asked running after her stopping too, dead at the door.
"My daughter." she choked out as she lay eyes upon the man standing with the baby in his arms.
"Wesley, give her to me." Andy pleaded.
"She's my daughter too, I felt it about time she got to meet me, don't you?" The tall dark haired man smiled a smile that made her shudder.
As she was about to reply the little girls eyes opened and a beeping noise sounded from many directions.
"Give her to me!" she screamed in a panic as the little girls eyes started to roll backwards and her body convulsed in the mans arms. "Wes, if you kill my daughter by not allowing me to help her right now, I will draw my partners gun and but a bullet in your skull!" she screamed running at him.
Wesley took a step back with the girl still in her hands. "What's she doing?" He asked looking at the shaking baby in his arms with more a look of confusion than panic on his face.
"She's seizing!" Andy grabbed the baby from his arms kneeing his groin all in one swift movement as he stumbled after her out of the room into a room that appeared to be her own.
As he entered the room Sam pinned the scum bag against the wall of her bedroom keeping his eyes on her as she tried to calm the baby. Throwing pillows across the room laying her on the flat bed grabbing a box from the top drawer next to her bed.
"Nori, baby, it's okay mommies here." She repeated over and over as she took out a needle and gently gave an injection in the babies arm which had an immediate effect on her. Her body began to return to a non fitting state and her eyes focused again as she began to whimper and cry as andy scooped her into a tight hug, holding her close to her body. Tears streaming down her face as she kissed the little girls head continuing to apologize to her.
"Whats wrong with her?" Wesley sneered from were Sam held him against the wall.
Andy ignored his question grabbing a phone from beside her bed before phoning two ambulances and a police car.
"Loosen your grip," he demanded as sam let out a breathy, serious laugh, pressing harder into the man. "What's wrong with her?" He asked again.
"She seizes, as a result of a 'fall' down the stairs I had when I was pregnant, she cant be operated on till a month after her first birthday, with will be in a couple of weeks." She spoke, directing her words to Sam.
"Maybe you should have been more careful during your pregnancy then." Wes said before he was punched repetitively until he sank down to the ground, Sam standing over him with so much anger on his face.
"Andy.. I.." He didn't know what to say, he looked at her, the strong, confident woman he knew, was sitting shaking rocking a baby back and forward looking so vulnerable as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"It's my fault, I was too weak to leave and he was stronger than me, and now my baby is going to go through brain surgery to stop something I should have prevented and it's my fault, I don't deserve you." She looked down at the baby in her arms who seemed to be calm despite what had just happened.
"McNally, don't you ever, ever blame yourself for what he's ever done to you, look at your daughter, she's calm, she's just had a massive seizure and you've calmed her down. Never had I ever dreamed that the girl in my dreams was even more perfect in real life. You're the strongest person I know, and he is the weak one to ever be able to do such a thing to you." He spat out the rest of the sentence making his way over to the bed pulling her into a hug, rubbing soothing circles on her back.
He looked down at the little girl in her arms and he was captivated. She was the image of Andy, she had the same skin tone, hair colour, her eyes were the same shape, he lips the same pouted lips that Andy had. She was a miniature version of her, she too was perfect.
"Cute family.." The man lying on the floor started before the door was opened by a team of police and paramedics.
"Sam, please, go with my dad?" Andy asked as she walked out to the ambulance with Nora still in her arms, unwilling to let her go.
Sam nodded, before squeezing her in a tight hug, planting a soft kiss on her fore head.
NOT REALLY SURE WHERE TO LEAVE THIS CHAPTER BUT I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS FOR THIS STORY.
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