This is based around the very end of 2x13, when she walked out of the precinct. Mostly Andy's thoughts but some of Sam's too. I'm still new at writing fanfiction, so I hope it's not too boring. Thank you for doing a beta read, Sairs! Parts in italics are flashbacks.

Disclaimer: I do not own Rookie Blue or any of these characters.

Andy was confused, that was the only word she could come up with to sum up everything she had felt and experienced in the past day could be summed up to one word: confused. She walked out of the precinct and felt the instant brisk winter chill. She wanted to just walk anywhere. Just to be able to breathe. After the events of the night she didn't know if her breathing could ever return to normal. And she was pretty sure she was on the verge of crying or quitting or just completely breaking down. She didn't know which one.

One thing Andy did know was she had just made the biggest mistake of her career – and possibly her life – and almost got Sam killed. Whether or not Sam would admit it, her involvement hurt him. It was never her intention.

Honest to God, she swore she would never and could never go back to his place. Until he had called her when she was at the Penny.

"Andy?"

"Yeah, I can't hear you."

"It's J.D." Sam shouts, hoping that she isn't being obvious to anyone around her about who she's talking to. He figures if he's going to yell into the phone he better use his undercover name. "Look, I know this is bad, Andy, but... I wanna see you."

He doesn't get the chance to say everything he had planned to. He wants to say he's thought about her every other second since she left. He wants to say he missed her even before she left and he plans to leave out the part where he just wants her, really badly. It felt like a mosquito bite. Before they were together the first time, he just didn't scratch the itch. Now, he had scratched it once (or twice or three times) and it needed to be scratched again.

"I'm leaving now." Andy replied without hesitation. And he swore he could feel her smiling on the other end of the phone.

Andy couldn't say no. Fact was, she thought about him basically every minute since the night they had spent together a few days before. It was like every piece of the puzzle, every part of the plan and every thought in her head fit together that night. Finally; she was complete. Wanting to sleep with him was something she had thought about often – especially when he wore those black leather jackets – but wanting to just be with him was something she never knew she could crave so badly. Just lying in bed with him that night hadn't caused any of the usual awkwardness, fear or hesitation that she'd felt before with other men. It was just her and Sam in that moment. It was a feeling that she thought was temporary and would just fade off once she left, but it didn't.

While Sam rambled on about his personal expertise, Andy decided to just say it; to get it out there in the open, "Do you ever wish we were normal?"

"What do you mean? We are normal…" Sam replied, turning his head in an attempt to meet her eyes.

And he did know. Sneaking around while he's undercover was not normal. He knew she wanted dinner dates and movie nights and falling asleep together on the couch when they knew their backs would be stiff at work the next day. Sam could feel his heart race a little bit just thinking about their current situation. He was supposed to be undercover for the next few months or longer. He could already feel himself getting even more attached to Andy than when they were partnered and he knew it was dangerous for both of them. It was that look in her eyes that he's wanted to see from her for so long. Not lust, no. This was love… and his heart started racing all over again.

"Andy, if I could ask you to stay, I would." He meant it. If there was any way she could join him undercover and never leave his side, he'd work it out in a second.

"Then ask me to stay."

Sam turned his head to look at her and instantly felt himself giving in. Mentally, he was kicking himself, HARD, for ever going undercover. This was Andy, lying on his floor, naked; asking him to tell her he wants her to stay with him. His heart hurts just thinking about all the times he wished she would say something like that to him. All the times he knew she was unhappy with Luke and knew HE could make her happy. Now, all she wants is to be with him. How could he say no? Sam doubted he could ever say no to her, especially when she was asking him to say with her. Actually, he decided, he's sure he wouldn't. She kept rambling as she always does but he's lost track of what she's saying. He tells himself he's doing this for her. He's only agreeing to it because she asked him. He knew deep down he needed her just as much.

"Stay."

Andy lets out the breath she didn't even know she was holding. It was at that moment that she realized she was in love with him. Not just the way you love a friend or a family member, and nowhere close to the way she had loved Luke; no. This was the type of love that sets your heart into a flutter. The type of love she didn't know existed.

One look in Sam's eyes told her he felt the same way.

Who knew so much could change in one day? Yesterday morning she woke up in a great mood, despite being completely wiped out after a long night of 'activities'.

Their bodies were tight together with Sam's arm was draped over her side, his hand resting on her stomach. Andy couldn't stop the sides of her mouth from forming a small smile and slowly turned over to look at him. She had never felt so right in that moment, never felt so safe or secure. The apartment was all wrong. The situation was all wrong. But Sam was just right. She reached up to gently rub his prickly jaw with her thumb and leaned in to give him a soft kiss. She felt Sam's arm move shift on her side so he could pull them closer together. He didn't open his eyes but she continued. Planting light kisses on his mouth and moving down his jawline to his neck. After taking a few nibbles at his collarbone, she could feel him against her thigh, quickly getting ready to do much more. Seconds later, she giggled as he was flipped her over onto her back.

"Saaaam." She said in her best fake-whine voice. "What, were you not enjoying that?"

"Oh I was." Sam replied with a small nod and a smirk. "I liked that a lot, but it's been at least four hours since I've been inside you and I'm telling you…that's three hours and forty-five minutes too long."

Andy giggled and placed her hands on his chest, using her right thumb to gently rub where she had left a red mark on his collarbone. "We did have to sleep at some point."

"Says who? I would very willingly sacrifice sleep for… this, and for you." Sam said huskily while taking a long, appreciative look down her tanned body.

"I don't know, Sam. Sleep is pretty important to me." She said, while trying to keep a straight face. His hand began roaming body and lightly rubbing wherever it touched "I would only sacrifice it for something really amazing."

He narrowed his eyes and watched her reaction as he ground his hips into hers, teasing her. He watched as her breath hitched and her head flew back.

"Nothing really amazing going on here, huh?" He asked, cockily.

Andy was done trying to come up with comebacks. She could feel the rush of heat heading down through her entire chest and stomach. He began kissing down her neck and continued down her chest, stopping to pay extra attention to her breasts. At this point, Andy had stopped giggling. Sam continued down her stomach and before going further, he stopped to look up at Andy and raised his eyebrows. He smiled mischievously.

"Trust me," he said quietly. "You'll wish we stayed up all night." He dipped his head back down.

Andy bit her bottom lip as she nodded slightly, too distracted to realize he wasn't waiting for her to respond. She let out a quiet moan, reached for his head and lightly formed a fist around his silky, dark hair.

Snapping back to reality, Andy felt a shiver go up her spine and realized she had goosebumps forming on her arms. She realized it wasn't exactly an appropriate time to be thinking about what Sam does to her, emotionally and physically, but she couldn't get him out of her head. Sam has invaded her every thought since the day he went undercover.

Sam.

Andy sighed. When she saw him after he came out of the house Brennan had been torturing him in, she couldn't believe her knees didn't buckle. She had never felt so ashamed of herself in that moment but at the same time she had never been happier to see someone. He looked sad, heartbroken and tortured… and he just walked by. Andy could feel her heart break a little at that moment, not sure what to think about his reaction. For all she knew, he could blame her completely. But deep down she knew that could never happen. She could almost feel the waterworks starting again when her thoughts were interrupted.

"Hey."

She looked over at Sam and immediately, she could feel her heart swell. All she could think was that he's there, he's alive, and he's everything she's ever wanted.

Thanks for reading! For anyone who is interested, I'm going to post chapter 2 sometime soon about what I think their thoughts were during their conversation at the end of 2x13 and also what happened afterwards.