Nope, I don't own Rookie Blue.
A/N: So this one is based all on Andy's face in the back of the Suburban when they were driving to that warehouse. I thought that was the most prominent scene in the finale episode. Her face said it all. I'm going to try to add another chapter to this one as long as you all like it =) It will be my first chapter story! I obviously didn't like the way things ended with Sam and Andy so this version will be substantially different. Any way I hope you enjoy..sorry its a bit wordy. I promise there will be conversation later.
Your reviews on my first story have been great! They convinced me to publish this one as well. So please review, thanks!
The radio in the Suburban exploded, "Shots fired! Shots fired!" Two words that no officer wants to hear. And at this very moment Andy McNally could hear nothing but those two words.
On her left, Andy faintly heard Noelle scream into the radio, "This is Alpha one, there's an undercover cop in the building! I repeat an undercover cop in the building."
Sam.
Her breath caught. She stared at the radio. All she could hear from the other end was gunshots and men screaming.
Andy felt herself slipping away into her thoughts. She felt herself freeze up. Her heart fell and her skin turned ice cold as goose bumps arose covering her entire body. Her breathing caught as her throat began to close up. She had only experienced this level of shock one other time and that was when she shot the pedophile at the rec center.
It only got worse. "Dispatch, I have one victim, shot in the chest, have all responding units seal the building." And at that, Andy went over the edge. She could no longer hear the sounds of the sirens or the voices of her fellow officers. The world echoed around her. She was now lost in her mind. Thoughts focused solely on her partner. He can't be hurt. He can't be dead. He just couldn't be. She can't lose him. Not now, not like this. Nothing was supposed to happen to him. Not to Sam.
The ride from Mermaid Lounge to the abandoned warehouse wasn't too far. Not that Andy paid any attention to the drive. All she could think about was him. Except now she wasn't thinking about him lying bleeding on the ground or wrapped in a body bag. No, now she was thinking about their journey together. He had been with her from the start. He had reminded her of that earlier tonight.
As they drove, Andy remembered the first time she saw Sam. He was dressed like a punk, pretending to be a drug addict. And although she would never admit it to him, she was attracted to him right away. From the moment she kicked that door in. Bad boys. She always went for the bad boy. She remembered tackling him in the alley. Him being a cop didn't even cross her mind. He even tried to tell her, but she was too thrilled to be getting her first arrest underway to really listen to what he was saying.
Then there was the night at the Penny. Their moment in the parking lot. The almost kiss. So much has happened with them since that night. That night almost seems like it happened in a different life. As she remembered the way he said her last name and the way she moved in toward his chest as she shook his hand, she realized that was the moment when it all began. The very beginning of the roller coaster ride that is now her life with Sam Swarek in it. She couldn't fathom a life without Sam. She wasn't strong enough to let her brain take her there.
She continued to sift through her memories. She remembered their first undercover op together. The night she ruined everything because she simply couldn't pretend to be a prostitute. She screwed up big time. She had apologized to him the following morning in the parking lot, but of course he wasn't mad at her. He didn't want anything to happen to her. She knew that. He said those exact words right to her face. That was the moment Andy realized that Sam would do anything for her. He would never let anything happen to her. He would protect her with his life. She trusted Sam. He trusted her. He had trusted her tonight to have his back and she did. She just had to pray that she wasn't too late. It couldn't be too late.
Not only did she trust Sam, but she knew she could depend on Sam. She thought about the time he had agreed to go to Marie's house with her to fix the plumbing. He didn't know Marie or Benny, but he went because she had asked him to help. That's the kind of man Sam Swarek is. The amount of respect that Andy had for him was overwhelming at times. She saw right through his tough guy act. She knew that he would do anything for anyone, especially her.
Then there was the night of the blackout. The night that she has thought about every day since. The night she had gone to him because she knew he was the only one who would be able to make her feel better. He understood, he always understood. She knew that he would listen to her. He would let her get it all out. He would let her hit him if that's what she needed to do. That night she had made the best mistake of her life. She had admitted that much to Traci. Maybe it wasn't a mistake at all. Maybe calling it a mistake was her way of running away from what almost happened. She was still sorting out her feelings from that night. She wasn't sure what the feelings were, or at least didn't want to admit them to herself, but they were there and they weren't going away anytime soon. That much she was sure of.
She remembered when she was first introduced to a funny Sam Swarek. During their trip to Sudbury he had shown her a completely different side of himself. He had jokes. Sure, they were corny, but he got points for effort in her book. She loved laughing with him that day. She loved being with him that day. Aside from her near death experience with Ray Swann, that was a great day for her. Sam had opened up to her during that trip about his sister, Sarah. She loved that he trusted her enough to talk about his private life. Sam had saved her life that day. If he wouldn't have been the amazing cop that he is, she would be dead. Tonight was her turn to return the favor. She had done everything she could tonight. She took control of the situation, talked Ricky down and got out of there as fast as she could to warn the cover team. Now she had to wait. She had to have faith that he was going to be okay. He is awesome. He said so himself. She had to continue convincing herself that nothing could happen to him. The alternative was admitting that maybe something had happened and she wasn't ready to go there. She would never be ready to go there.
As she saw the old abandoned warehouse in the distance she thought about the last time her and Sam worked together. The day they had to prove that her dad didn't kill someone during one of his many benders. All evidence made her dad out to be a murderer. Without Sam by her side, Andy would have fallen apart that day. He had been her rock. He was constantly stopping her from jumping to conclusions. He may have thought her dad was guilty, but not once did he let it show. Instead he worked desperately with her to prove his innocence. They were a good team. Everyone could see it. She had found someone that she was completely compatible with on the job. Perhaps, even off the job. She didn't know about that last one. Not yet. He was her partner and he just had to be alright. She couldn't lose him. She wouldn't lose him.
As they pulled up to the warehouse, Andy felt like she was going to throw up. Her stomach was in knots and her heart was shattering by the minute. She was pulled back to reality, by the stopping of the Suburban and the sounds of the doors slamming as Luke, Noelle and Boyd got out of the car. The sounds that had been echoes before, she was now able to define. This was it. She had no idea what was going to happen. What she would see or find out in the next few minutes might change her life forever.
Andy thought it must be true what they say. In the end you start thinking about the beginning. She didn't know if this was the end. She desperately pleaded with everything inside of her that it wasn't. But she did know that she spent that last couple of minutes thinking about everything that has happened between her and Sam. Sam. The smart, funny, incredibly cocky and courageous man that she had grown to admire so much.
As Andy hopped out of the car, she was surprised she could even walk. She was in bad shape. She knew she was holding it together on the outside, but she was terrified. She knew this was it. She was about to find out if Sam Swarek was dead. The thought made her eyes start to water. She knew it was freezing out, she could see her breath, but she couldn't feel a thing. She was numb. She was running on auto pilot as she noticed the tarp with the body under it. She froze. She didn't know if she could do it. She wanted to run. She didn't want to see the body under that tarp. It couldn't be Sam. Not her Sam. She took a deep breath, steadied herself and continued to walk towards the body bag. She was going to do this. She was going to be strong because if that was Sam Swarek under that tarp then he deserved that much from her.