Disclaimer: Any characters from and/or references to Rookie Blue are not my genius. I can dream though.

A/N: This just popped into my head one day. I think a big part of why we all love the show is because of the interpersonal relationships. Thought this would be a cute one outside the division doors. Meant it to be a one shot but probably gonna end up about 3 chapters. Enjoy.

THEY GROW UP SO FAST

Chapter 1

Andy and Oliver had had an interesting shift to say the least. Fridays, as a rule, were usually busy, but today they had been swamped. Two drunk drivers, a burglary, a three car accident and finally topped off by a streaker who resisted arrest, landed a right hook to Oliver's jaw and then dragged them both through the mud, literally. Oliver was going to be further in the doghouse than he started out this morning. Zoe had pleaded with him to request the day off earlier in the week but he procrastinated and then couldn't get his shift covered. Then he promised her an early day and now he would end up having to process this jackass who chose to take a slug at him. Tomorrow they were having their annual Shaw Summer Bash, 80 of their closest friends and family to be in attendance. He had started this tradition four years ago and always looked forward to it but this year for some reason time had gotten away from him and before they knew it, the date was rapidly approaching. Zoe had arranged for Smoke It, a catering company to come and cook all the food, she had bought decorations, ordered the chairs and tents for delivery, and had been slaving away the past few days making dessert after dessert. She had given Oliver his short list, primarily consisting of getting the yard ready for the big party. The rental company would be coming in the morning to setup around ten. Right now it looked like he would be mowing the lawn in the moonlight. So, when the streaking call came in there was no way he was taking it. He had told McNally about his family obligation but the ever eager McNally was too quick to the radio and before he could object, she had assigned them to the call.

He liked Andy a lot. She was smart, laughed at his jokes, always let him pick where to eat and had great instincts for a rookie, except when it came to his friend Sam. Then, she was pretty much clueless it seemed. So when she told him that her engagement was off and she and Luke had broken up, he was more than a little taken back.

Flashback to earlier in the day:

"So McNally, making any progress on the wedding plans? Have you guys picked a date yet?"

"Actually we did, July 21st…..2011."

"Huh, isn't that yesterday's date? "

"Yep. That's the date that I decided not to get married, ….to Luke anyway."

"Seriously? What the heck happened? You alright?"

Andy, not one to share so much about her relationships, felt oddly comfortable talking to Oliver, her fatherly partner. Conversely, Oliver did look out for Andy and did think she deserved a break after a tumultuous childhood.

"I guess I decided that it was pointless for us to think about a future together when both of our hearts were obviously meant for someone else."

"Oh, who? I mean, what happened?"

"I have been at that hospital every day since Luke got shot. I have done everything to try to cheer him up but nothing works. For a week and a half I have been wracking my brain trying to figure out some way to put a smile on his face, to motivate him to get out of that bed and get himself well. It just seemed like everything I did was wrong, everything I said was wrong. Wednesday night, after my crappy day almost getting buried in that Laundromat, I went to visit him."

"Have you tried porn by the way?" he interjected

"Oh my God, no wonder you and Sam…never mind." She smiled before continuing " Sooooo anyway, I go up to his room and hear him laughing, I mean cracking up, and I hear balloons popping and more laughing. Jo was with him and it hit me…. She knew what to do for him. They hadn't been together in years but yet she knew what piece would make him whole again. I feel like after almost a year together, I should be the one who knows what he needs, knows what makes him tick but I don't, and after really thinking about it, I realized I didn't want to be that one."

"So you told him that with her there?"

"No, no way….They never even knew that I saw them. I left and went the following morning before shift to talk to him; he was his usual mopey self again. That just confirmed it for me. I told him about seeing him and Jo the night before. He tried to deny it but when you love someone else, your eyes don't lie. I told him that now he could stop pretending, stop faking it and just be happy."

"Wow, sounds like young McNally is growing up, being responsible, making good choices."

"I know, right? ...Well, then, I decided to take inventory of my own feelings, think about where my heart was, and it always came back to one place." Sam, she thought to herself

"Sam?" he asked eagerly looking into her eyes

She blushed and turned to look out the window suddenly and effectively ending the conversation

Oliver looked back to the road, her eyes hadn't been lying either. All Oliver could think of was Sam. Damn, he wished he knew how to do that chirping, tweety, texting stuff.

End of flashback.

So now it was an hour past the end of shift, Oliver was sitting in his muddy uniform and cursing McNally for ever taking that call. As she finished her report and was getting ready to hit the locker room she glanced over at Oliver, fielding another call from his wife, who sounded none too happy based on his side of the conversation.

"Hey Oliver, I'm sorry that I jumped on that call. I know you have a lot to do and I kind of screwed up your night. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

He looked over to her and paused for a second, "Ya know McNally, I think I know a way you could make it up to me? Any plans for tomorrow?"

"Um, no, nothing, I am off for the next two days actually. What did you have in mind?"

"I have 80 people coming to my house tomorrow afternoon. I have a million things to do and not enough hours to do them. My wife is ready to kill me and at this point I am desperate. Do you feel like coming over to….

"Sure, I'll do it." She interjected

"Really? But you didn't let me finish?"

"I would love to help, I could watch the girls, mow the lawn, decorate, I have skills ya know." She smiled

"McNally, you are a life saver. How about tomorrow at 8am?"

"No problem. See you in the morning."

"And hey McNally, come prepared to stay the day, bathing suit, whatever you need, we will be enjoying into the wee hours. It is always a great time." Andy was excited.

"Thanks. Sounds great." As she ran to the locker room to get out of her mud stained clothes.

Oliver breathed a sigh of relief and ran to shower before he faced the execution squad at home.

Oliver finished getting dressed and was grabbing his bag to go when in walked Sam.

"Hey brother, how was your shift?"

"Good considering I was stuck with Epstein all day. That kid is nuts." Sam shook his head and laughed. "So, all set for tomorrow? I have been looking forward to this all week. Need me to do anything, bring anything?"

"No, I'm good." He lied. Suddenly the wheels started turning. "Uh, actually Sammy, I spread myself a little thin this week and I could really use a hand tomorrow."

"Riiigght. Procrastinated again buddy didn't you? Fine. I'll do it but not for you, I'm doing it for Zoe. What time?"

"8…..Thirty, 8:30 would be great."

"See ya then but don't tell the girls, I want to surprise them." Sam adored Oliver's kids and they him. He hadn't seen them in a few months and quite frankly would be glad to have any distraction from the fact that the woman he was in love with was engaged to someone else. Tomorrow would be a nice reprieve.

"Your secret's safe with me. Thanks Sam." Oliver couldn't help but smile that Sam was going to have some surprises of his own tomorrow.