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A/N: Here is the first chapter of my newest story, which is also my first Rookie Blue fanfiction! I hope you enjoy, and please review and let me know what you think! This chapter is told from Andy's POV.

Toronto was just a town to most people, but to me it was where I grew up. It was always just me and my dad, who just happened to be a detective at the Toronto Police Department. My mother died when I was six, so I never really had a mother figure growing up, which is probably the reason that I got into trouble all the time, from the time I was ten up until my senior year of high school. My best friend, Traci Nash, always tried to keep me in check because she knew my dad would get mad if I got to out of line. All of the officers knew who I was, so I wasn't able to get away with anything too ridiculous. After all, I was always "Tommy McNally's daughter" and most of the officers didn't even know my real name, with the exception of Oliver. Oliver Shaw, or Oli as I liked to call him, was like the older brother that I never had, and he always made sure that I was behaving. I always tried to stay as far away from the police station as possible, and I swore that I would never follow in my dad's footsteps.

After graduating high school, I had decided to go as far away from Toronto as I could. I wanted to make a name for myself. Traci had decided that she was going to go to a local college in Toronto for a year before joining the academy. Unlike me, she had always wanted to be a cop, and one day hopefully a detective. I would always tell her she was crazy, but I knew she would be a good cop nonetheless. She tried several times to get me to join the academy with her, but my answer was always no. So instead, I decided to go off to NYU. I spent four years getting my degree before deciding to stay in New York and start a career. I have been in New York now for the past ten years, but something always felt like it was missing and I never could quite put my finger on it.

Now I admit that parts of me missed home, but I rarely came back, mainly just weekend visits or for holidays. Traci was now working on becoming a detective, and my dad retired from the force a couple of years ago. I had just got off work when my phone rang. When I saw Oli's name on the screen, I smiled. He always called to check up on me and to make sure that I was staying out of trouble in the big city. Like Traci, he always tried talking me into coming home too, but I would simply say no. I clicked my phone and answered with, "What do I owe the pleasure of your call Oli?"

"Andy, you need to come home," he stated.

I laughed, "Oli, I was just home two weekends ago. Do you miss me already?"

"No, Andy, it's your dad. Look I didn't want to tell you this over the phone, but he was in a car accident and he…" he started.

"Oli, is he ok? Is he at the hospital? I just left work, and I'll catch a cab to the airport," I said.

"Andy, I'm sorry, but he didn't make it," he sighed, "Let me know when your flight is and I'll meet you at the airport."

My eyes began to tear up as it finally kicked in that my father was dead. He was gone, and I didn't get a chance to say goodbye. I mumbled a quick ok before I hung up the phone. I hailed a cab and told them to take me to my apartment. I quickly started packing a bag, and I was out of the door a few minutes later. I hailed another cab before making my way to the airport. Luckily, I was able to get a flight that was leaving within the next hour, so I went through security before making my way to my gate.

I landed in Toronto a few hours later and went in search of Oliver. I had sent him a text while I was waiting to board and knew he would be waiting on me at the airport. I spotted him in his uniform standing next to another officer that I didn't recognize. I ran over to Oliver, and he pulled me into his arms. "I'm so sorry," he said into my hair. I simply held onto him without saying a word as the tears finally fell from my eyes.

After a couple of minutes, I pulled away and wiped my eyes. I then noticed the other officer standing beside us. He simply gave a small nod before asking if I had any bags, but I nodded my head no. He turned to Oliver and said, "I'll drop you two off at your house and then I'll head back to the station. I'll let Frank know that you are taking the rest of the day off."

"Alright, we should probably get going. Zoe is probably wondering where we are," Oliver replied before turning to me, "I figured you could stay the night at the house tonight because the girls have been dying to see you." Oliver had two daughters that loved to hang out with me every time I came to town. Plus, Zoe, his wife, always acted like a big sister to me too. I smiled as we made our way to a patrol car out front. It was weird getting in the back seat of the car, but the drive was only for about five minutes before we pulled up to the Shaw's residence.

We got out of the car and Oliver waved to the officer. I noticed he didn't speak a lot, so I never even caught his name. Although, I would be lying if I didn't say that he was easy on the eyes, and I found it hard not to stare at him throughout the ride here. He either had no idea that I was staring or he simply ignored it because he made no acknowledgement that he knew. He drove off after I got my bag and I followed Oliver into his house.

Zoe met us at the door and pulled me into a big hug. Like I said, Oliver and Zoe were like part of my family, and I loved them as if they were blood. Besides Traci, they were also the only "family" I had left. Oliver took my bag upstairs to the guest room, and Zoe walked into the living room with me. "So, how are you holding up?" she asked.

"As good as I can be I guess. I'm still trying to process it," I admitted.

"Well, we're here for you. The girls just went to bed, but I'm sure they will bug you in the morning," Zoe said.

I smiled before standing up and saying, "I'll see them in the morning. Traci actually wanted me to meet her at Penny's when I got back, but I shouldn't be out too late."

Zoe laughed, "You know where the spare key is, so go out with Nash and don't worry about the time. We'll see you in the morning, unless you need a ride home tonight, and you know to just pick up the phone."

I left and headed to Penny's, which was a local bar that all the police officers liked to hang out after hours. My dad had come there quite often throughout his career. I walked in and spotted Traci sitting next to an older man that I vaguely recognized. She smiled when she saw me and waved me over. I nodded at the bar, signaling I was going to grab a beer then head over there. I wasn't much of a drinker, but after today, I definitely needed something to take the edge off. I ordered a beer before making my way over to Traci. "Hey Trace," I said.

She looked at me for a second to make sure I was truly ok, before she replied, "Hey, I was wondering when you were coming. I heard Shaw and Swarek were picking you up at the airport," the man next to her coughed, "oh and this is Jerry. He is one of the detectives that is helping me pass my detective exam. Jerry, this is Andy," I could tell that he was much more than that, but I chose to keep my comments to myself for now and simply smiled at him.

We sat in silence for a couple of seconds before I asked, "Who is Swarek? I mean was that the officer that drove us to Oliver's?"

Jerry laughed before he answered, "I'm guessing Sammy didn't introduce himself. Don't take offense to it. He just likes to keep himself closed off to people, especially ones he's never met. He's a good guy though. We've been friends for about eight years now, and he also went to high school with Oliver. Speaking of Sammy, he just walked in, so I'll let you girls catch up. I'm going to go grab a beer with him. It was nice to meet you, Andy, I'm sure I'll see you around."

I watched him walk over to the bar that "Sammy" had just sat down at. Traci followed my line of sight and commented, "He's pretty hot."

I turned to her and smiled, "Which one? I want to know more about Jerry. It seems my best friend has been keeping secrets. I mean did you really expect me to believe that he is just another detective. What's the story?"

Traci laughed, "Alright fine, we are sort of seeing each other, but keeping things simple right now and taking it slow. Outside of that, there's not much to tell. Now back to you, I saw the way you looked at Swarek. Good luck with that one, many of the women on the force have tried to get him to notice them, but like Jerry said, he won't budge."

"You know that I'm not interested in dating cops. Besides, I'm sure Swarek is just like the rest of them. I mean the guy barely said two words to me today. How rude is that?" I exclaimed. Traci kept quiet and drank her beer. I was definitely not interested in this Swarek guy, and as far as I was concerned, I would be keeping my distance from him.