If you never try, you'll never know.

She chose Luke in the beginning. He was the easy, safe choice.
He was great; the poster-boy of a perfect boyfriend. Everything she needed.

Yet simultaneously, nothing she really wanted.

Sam Swarek, on the other hand… the complete package. Bad boy complex, with a good heart. Sexy, compassionate, reliable.

Even after things ended with Luke, why didn't she jump right into what she knew was there all along?
He was no longer her training officer. She was no longer in a relationship. He was single, and not really trying to hide anything anymore.
How do you deny this chemistry… but, more importantly, why?

Because I'm scared. Scared of feeling, scared of loving, scared of losing this, when I can't even begin to describe what it is.
He's everything.

The effect he has on me is like no other.
So he's not just another rebound, another 'guy that came along'…
And I can't start this up with him, because I don't know where it will lead.
The fear of losing him is the restraint around my emotions.

She needed him in her life, that being the only thing she was sure of.

Where she struggled was: in what capacity?

Yet here the time came where she'd made up her mind.
It took several hints from friends, the repeated question: Why not? ..And a hard case with a little too much relation to her life until..
She decided why wait, when the longer she does, the more risk that there won't be anything to run to anymore.

She was ready. She picked up the phone.

She dialed his number, and his voicemail came on. The familiar rasp of his voice made her smile, solidifying this spur-of-the-moment move.

But tragically, Sam couldn't wait forever. Any other time before this, had she called, he would have dropped everything with no reservations.

It's just - it's different now.
When they almost kissed earlier that day.. When, she looked into his eyes, and they both understood each other perfectly..
When the moment was just right and nothing stood in their way….
Nothing happened.

Same story, same ending. He'd never get her, it was as simple as that. Even with no boyfriend, no departmental regulations, they'd never cross that line.

So when the UC op presented itself sooner rather than later, he figured he has nothing to lose. That staying would only hurt him more. Drag out and prolong his heartache.

He was in; void of all contact, and he took a sad comfort in this for the current moment.

In his own words, "It's not like I had any big plans."

The depth behind that almost never-ending, circling around the past time-frame of his life from the moment she walked in…
The memories, the laughter, the attraction.
Until now, the moment he walked out.

*1 missed call*

Symbolizing, one missed opportunity. The chance of a lifetime foiled by unfortunate timing, and never truly saying what needed to be said.