Hey everyone, so this is my first story for Rookie Blue. I have been watching this show all summer and I enjoy it. I have read quite a bit if the fanfiction for it and I really like Sam/Andy and Traci/Jerry. I wrote the first couple chapters for this weeks ago (like the week after Signals Crossed aired) and finally am uploading it. My computer charger died again and with working almost twelve hours a day for the special tournament here along with extra homework I haven't been able to work on my Bones fanfiction. I am also having a bit of writer's block with the chapter I have been writing, but I promise that I have not forgotten and will get back to it. Please tell me about any improvements I can make. If my grammar sucks, sorry. I am really bad at it.

So, this story is dark for a while, but I promise that it will get happy later! This idea comes from some movie I saw part of when my Aunt was watching one of those Lifetime movies and I feel like it could have happened with the situation that occured in Signals Crossed.

Disclaimer: I do not own Rookie Blue. However, the dialogue in the beginning of this story does come directly from the episode.

Chapter 1

Nervously, Andy walked through the garage looking for any sign of Sadie. She was mentally berating herself for letting Sadie in there, but hoped that if they could just get out, ideally with pictures of the illegal weapons, then everything would be okay. She walked into a open area and saw Sadie sitting on a seat from a car. The man that had been called Pete earlier walked in on the other side, behind Sadie, "I told you to wait back there."

All of a sudden Andy heard a voice behind her. It sounded a little familiar and Andy spun around in surprise as she placed the voice that had spoken, "What is she doing here?" the man that had freaked her out on the street asked.

He looked at Andy, and she thought she saw lust and happiness mixed in with the confusion and annoyance. The look he was giving her made her want to shiver, but she fought the urge. She was scared, but she would never admit it. Dov was outside and if he had been caught then there was no one around for a mile if something happened and Sadie was sitting behind her, obviously terrified. Andy realized that she was missing information. There was something about this guy.

The man walked toward her, "You . . ." he began, "I know you." His smile grew as he grew nearer. "Yeah, you're that whore who blew me off," he said, almost laughing as he did.

Pete spoke up again, "Her car broke down."

Wanting desperately to get out, Andy wanted to make up something urgent, but instead reiterated her cover story, however, she was less confident as she spoke, "Yeah, um, I was just driving home, and-"

"You let her in?" the man interrupted looking pointedly at Pete.

Pete gave a small shrug. "You better start unloading, you want to get it done," the man commanded. Pete set the car part down and walked out.

Andy decided she needed to get out, now. "You know, we're just- we're gonna leave," she said, looking at Sadie briefly and pointing before looking back at the man.

As she was walking slowly back toward Sadie, Andy watched the man. His smile still planted firmly on his face the man, curious, said, "So you know the snake."

Sadie, nervous and scared, but wanting to help with the process of getting out, replied, "Dean, we're just working together."

Andy looked at Sadie, curious and grateful for her comment and watched her as Dean continued. Partly to gauge Sadie's reaction, but also because the longer she looked at Dean the more frightened she became.

"Went looking for my snake. No snake. Tried to get me a dog," Dean pointed to Sadie as he spoke.

Andy swallowed, remembering the comments he had made earlier about her being a dog. She turned back to him as she heard him begin walking around and speaking, "Well, the dog took off."

Andy stood quietly as Dean continued on his rant, "Come back here, all by myself, sad and lonely." He threw his gum out before continuing in a very disconcerting manner, "Knock, knock, knock. Guess who's at my door?" He looked Andy up and down, hungrily.

Perturbed, Andy told her made up story again, "Yeah, well, we really were looking for car parts."

Shaking his head, Dean laughed slightly, "No. Don't lie."

Andy couldn't hide her disgust as he reached out his hand toward her. She tried to pull back, but he pushed back her hair and grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her forward. Andy could feel her heart race as he spoke his next words, "Looks like my Saturday night just turned around." He looked her down at her lasciviously. She set her jaw in defiance and looked away debating her options as fear shot through her at what it might mean was coming.

He pushed her into the seat, next to Sadie before leaving the room. He returned minutes later with two bears in hand. Andy subconsciously bounced her leg, anxiety coursing through her veins. "There you go, honey," Dean chuckled as he handed her a beer.

Fortunately, the time he was gone had given her a moment to compose herself and think about what she had been told to do during the John Sweep, so when he directed, "Get undressed," she was able to respond with clear defiance and conviction, "I don't give away freebies."

He looked slightly amused as he pointed out, "Free? I just gave you a beer." He leaned down, beer in hand.

She knocked his arm away and, voice filled with loathing, responded, "Yeah, take a hell of a lot more than that I can tell you that much."

"Ah," he stepped back. "You're like the snake." He set down his beer and in understanding and amusement continued, " Need to get flattened first? Okay" He walked away, but the smile he had when he left scared Andy.

Sadie was sitting restlessly beside her. Andy, looked at Sadie, "What does that mean?"

"It means you want the hard stuff," Sadie replied on the verge of tears.

It took Andy a second before Andy began to freak. Standing quickly she tried to see if Dean was coming back before asking,"Sadie, what happened?"

Sadie was almost crying and her voice broke,"Get me out of here now!"

"What happened?" Andy responded somewhat harshly.

"I don't know. He was here. I couldn't find the guns," Sadie whimpered, "I didn't know what to do. What am I supposed to do? The guy's a psycho!"

Trying to regain control and calm Sadie down, Andy realized that Sadie had her phone, "All right, fine, whatever. Just give me the phone."

"Tell him you're a cop," Sadie pleaded.

"Yeah, I can't tell him I'm a cop," Andy responded, while she opened the phone. Andy thought she heard something so she went into messaging and selected Dov's name while explaining to Sadie, "I don''t have my gun."

"Tell him you're a- oh, god," Sadie cried as she saw Dean approaching.

Andy quickly began typing Help when she heard Dean yell," Hey! Stop! Gimmie that."

Knowing she had only seconds and wouldn't be able to finish the message, she found another name on the list and selected it just as Dean hit her arm away. Andy glared at him and discreetly hit send before giving him her phone. Andy watched, helpless, as he threw her phone and it smashed on the hard concrete floor, parts cracking and the battery popping out.

Dean help up a bag of drugs, dropped it, and commanded, "Get on all fours."

Andy watched as he began to unbutton his shirt. She closed her eyes in defeat as the belief that she could over power Dean collapsed when she saw the gun. She heard Sadie whimper next to her again.

"I said get on your hands and knees," he taped the gun as he spoke.

Andy didn't doubt for a second that he would be willing to use it and obediently got on her hands and knees beside Sadie.

"I'm gonna poke holes in both of you," Dean sneered.

"Dean, you don't get who she is," Sadie cried.

Quietly, Andy whispered so that only Sadie would hear, "Don't tell him anything. Please, I can still protect you. Sadie stop."

Andy fought to keep her voice calm and controlled hoping it would reassure Sadie, and for once her lie was believed. Sadie's sobs slowly transformed into quieter whimpers.

Unfortunately the exchange made Dean even more suspicious. He leaned forward in his chair, gun in his hands. Sadie's whimpers grew louder, but Dean ignored her and moved toward Andy. He put his arm across her shoulder so that the gun pressing against her neck. Andy tried to take deep calming breaths to keep her heart-rate in check while stealing glances around the room and at Sadie. Andy was terrified, but was trying as hard as she could to hide it from Sadie and Dean.

Dean leaned in closer and Andy fought the impulse to gag. He ran the gun along her skin and laughed into her ear sadistically as she shivered at the touch. Andy fought to turn her face away from him, but he pushed the barrel of his gun against her cheek so she was forced to look forward. "You know what? I think you have a secret. Dogs aren't allowed secrets," he spoke softly to her. Andy swallowed hard, and closed her eyes to ward off the sight and thought if him and prevent him from seeing anything in her eyes. "Do you want to know what else I think?" he continued, "I think the snake only knows part of it."

Andy stole a glance at Sadie before replying, "Everyone has secrets." She knew that the only way to keep Sadie safe was to keep Dean occupied. She had become a cop to help people and if there was a way to avoid it, then she wasn't going to let the civilian next to her get hurt.

Dean seemed amused by her reply, "Well, if it's your secret then you have to be the one to spill it." As soon as he finished speaking he brought his right arm off her shoulders.

Andy relaxed for a moment, but then his arm shot toward her and the side of the gun hit the bottom of her left cheek. She fell sideways as gasped as the blow connected. The pain was intense, but she forced herself to focus on something, anything else so that she wouldn't show it. Andy reached up a hand to wipe away the blood that trickled out of her mouth, cringing slightly from the pain. She looked up at Dean, hatred and pain filling her eyes.

He laughed briefly before turning away and walking out of sight. Andy immediately turned to Sadie, "Is there a back way out."

"No," she whined to Andy. "Please, we have to get out of here. He's a psycho," she begged the fear and desperation clear in her voice.

"I know, it's going to be okay," she replied, standing and moving toward some tools that she thought might work as good weapons.

Just then Dean came back with ropes and duck tape in hand. "Hey, What do you thing you're doing?" he yelled. Drawing his gun and aiming it at her he motioned over to Sadie. "Over there and on your hands and knees. Now!" he commanded her.

Andy complied and heard Sadie's whimpering resume next to her. All of a sudden, Dean pulled Sadie to her feet and Andy watched as Dean tied and gagged Sadie. He dragged her a little ways away before turning back to Andy.

Malice filled his eyes as he approached and ripped Andy to her feet by her hair. Andy struggled not to cry out as he threw her into the chair and lashed her limbs to it so tight that she was sure it must be cutting off circulation. He shoved a cloth into her mouth. She tried to spit out the material, but Dean, who had moved behind her, placed his hand over her mouth. "Do you have anything you want to tell me, dog?" he asked malevolently. Andy glowered back.

"Okay," Dean shrugged. Then he hit her. Again and again. Each time Andy wanted to cry or scream, but held back tears and the gag silenced what screams she did make. She could feel her face swelling already and blood was dripping from cuts that the side of the gun made when he hit her. He pulled the gag out and held the gun to her head, "Don't scream or I will shoot you and the snake. Now, what are you really?" he questioned.

Andy looked over at Sadie, and, even though her vision was impaired by her wounds, she could see that Sadie was crying. Looking back at Dean, she spat, "Fuck you!"

Anger flashed on Dean's face before he shoved the gag back into her mouth and began hitting her again. This time he beat her bare stomach as well. He knocked the chair over and kicked her repeatedly. Visibly, it didn't look as bad as her face, but when he set her chair back up and took out the gag there was blood on it. Andy leaned over and coughed up blood. She then sat back up and, focusing on everything she loved and everything she wanted in order to have something to block out the pain with, stared resolutely forward.

He nodded when he noticed what she was doing and decided it was time to more on to, as he put it, "more interesting," ways of making her talk. These methods fell along the lines of knives or a blowtorch used on sharpened tools. Andy wanted to just collapse, she hoped that soon she would lose consciousness so that the pain would stop, but she couldn't. She knew she had to endure because she knew that if she caved Dean would kill her and Sadie.

She focused on the hope that her message had been received and that the shortened text would be understood or at least raise enough interest to warrant a search.

I know, it's terrible, but things will get better! Anyway, please review I would love to know what you think and constructive criticism is encourage because I really want to make my writing better!