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A Sam/Andy fic.
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Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Rookie Blue.
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A/N: Okay, so I got to see this entire story in a dream last night. It was a pretty damn good dream, I so didn't want to wake up this morning. I got cut off in the middle, and didn't get to see how it ended! Grr!
So, I'll just have to make up my own ending.
Anyway, this is basically Andy going undercover in a gang, and Sam is her "handler" (I believe that's what they call it).
I hope you guys like this one, I know I'll love writing it.
P.S. I will update my other multi-chapter fics soon, I have the first half of "What We Do For Family, Ch. 9" written, I'll try to finish it and upload today. But, I'm sure you guys know the feeling of just HAVING to write something down when it comes to you. If I don't get this down, I'll forget, and I hate that!
As always, please read and review, I live for feedback!
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Andy slammed her way into the bathroom, dropping her purse on the counter. "Ugh, men!" she exclaimed, brushing hair out of her face.
The girl beside her glanced at her curiously, not saying anything.
Andy turned her head, noticing the other woman. "Sorry. Don't mind me."
The young woman shrugged, glancing at Andy a couple of times while she reapplied her make-up.
The bathroom door opened once more, revealing the 'man' she was talking about. "What the hell are you doing in here, ho?" he asked in a loud voice.
Andy shrank back, gripping the sink behind her. "I just -"
"What, do I need to give you another one of those?" he asked menacingly, referring to the bruise on her cheek.
Now that she was turned the other way, the girl beside her could see the large bruise on her otherwise well-defined cheek.
Andy shook her head, her eyes flickering once to the girl beside her. "No."
He looked down his nose at her, nodding his head. His eyes moved to the other girl in the room, stepping towards her. Her body tensed in response, but she didn't back down. "What are you looking at?"
Andy watched as the girl's jaw clenched and her hands fisted, but she didn't say anything.
He smirked down at her, sniffing her as he passed. He moved into one of the bathroom room stalls, leaving them alone by the sinks.
Andy blinked several times, her body sagging. She turned away from the girl, wiping at her eyes.
The other young woman moved from the sink to Andy's back, her eyes wide. After a moment, they narrowed, and she reached forward to take Andy's arm.
She flinched in response, but when she saw it was the girl, her body relaxed slightly.
The woman - who was a couple years younger than Andy - motioned towards the door to the bathroom, pulling her along with her.
"Wha -" Andy began to say, but the girl silenced her with a finger by her mouth. Andy nodded her head after a moment, allowing herself to be pulled from the bathroom.
The girl pushed her through the door, closing it behind her. "Are you just gonna let him get away with that?"
Andy shrugged, a defeated look in her eyes. "You don't know him like I do."
The girl raised an eyebrow, no trace of concern on her face. She opened the door to the bathroom once more, flicking off the light switch.
They could both hear his yell of protest.
Andy's eyes widened, a grin falling onto her unprotected face. "What are you doing? He's gonna be pissed!"
The girl shrugged. "So, let him be pissed. He can't do anything to you that you don't let him."
They could hear him fumble with the door of his stall, and Andy wracked her brain. Spotting a few bobby pins in the girl's hair, she pulled one out. With practiced skill, she slid the rubber end off and inserted the ends into the lock. After a few seconds, it gave way, and Andy slid the lock over. "That's not gonna hold him," she proclaimed, handing back the bobby pin.
The girl smiled back at her. "No, but I'd love to see the look on his face when he realizes that all he has to do is find the deadbolt in the pitch-black dark."
With perfect timing, they heard him begin pulling at the door, trying to open it. "Let me out, bitch!" he screamed, making Andy take a few steps back.
The girl grabbed her hand, pulling her away from the bathroom and out the front door of the arena they were in.
"Oh, my god ... I can't believe I did that," Andy told her with a breathy voice. "He's gonna be so mad. Oh, god ... he's gonna kick me out. I'll have nowhere to live. I shouldn't have done that," she rushed out in panic.
"Hey, calm down ... what's your name?" the girl asked her.
Andy pursed her lips, worry in her eyes. "Andy."
The girl nodded. "Okay. I'm Stefanie, but everyone calls me Stef. Just relax, alright. He can't hurt you anymore."
Andy stepped away from her, looking back inside towards the bathroom. He had apparently found the lock, and was now looking around for them. "Oh, god ... he's out. He's gonna find me."
Stef shook her head, pulling Andy's arm aside once more. "No, he won't. Come on ... come with me."
"What? Where?" she asked.
"You can come stay with me for a bit," Stef told her. "I mean ... I did sort of push you into this."
"Oh, I couldn't ... it's too much," Andy protested.
Stef shook her head. "I insist. Come on."
Andy followed behind her, forcing herself to keep the smile off of her face. She spotted the familiar car in the parking lot, signaling Sam with her hand that she'd made contact. It had gone much better than she'd expected. Her only goal going in there had been to lay the groundwork for a second chance-meeting, but it had gone much better than planned.
Stef was involved in a pretty serious gang, one that the 15th division believed used a restaurant as a front for their seedy dealings. Sam was to be her handler, as he had the most experience with undercover work.
Andy was thrilled at the opportunity to be a part of something this big, considering she'd only been on the job for a month. She'd spent the last week with Sam, preparing for her 'role'. After the John Sweep catastrophe, they both knew that her acting needed some work. Considering that Stef had completely bought the act that she and Jensen - a cop on loan from the 19th division - had put on, she'd say that the extra lessons had come in handy.
Stef led Andy to her car on the other side of the lot, unlocking the doors so that they could get in.
While they drove away, passing Sam's seemingly empty car - he was ducked down - Andy realized that she had just done what no one in the division had yet been able to do ... got a foothold into one of the most dangerous gangs in the city.
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End of chapter one.
Well, what did you guys think? Like it, hate it?
The following chapters will be longer, and we'll get more of a look at how Andy got this assignment. I'll try to keep the parts with Sam as in-character as I can, but as Andy will be pretending to be someone else while she's undercover, some of her mannerisms and word-choices will be different. I'll try no to make it too drastic, though.
Again, I will be updating my other multi-chapter stories, I haven't forgotten about them!
Reviews are appreciated, flame if you must, but constructive criticism is much more useful.
Until next time ...!