AN: Hello people! I've had some chapters from this story typed up for a while and I've been gathering up the courage to put it up. Who knows if it'll be good?!
I don't own Rookie Blue, but like a good Canadian, I felt the need to write something based on it!
Chapter 2 -
"Jesus Christ," Andy grated out as she gently prodded the already bruised and swollen flesh of her jaw three hours later.
"Are you okay?" Nick asked her, cupping her chin gently, "That officer hit you hard."
"She was crazy. Didn't she know that there were cops in there?" Andy groaned as she splashed cool water on her face.
"Are you okay?" Nick repeated.
"Except for my broken jaw," Andy hissed, spitting out another small mouthful of blood, "What the hell was she thinking?"
"Hey Andy?" Nick asked as Andy pulled her now shoulder length hair back into a short ponytail.
"Yeah?" she asked.
"What happened with Swarek?" he asked.
"He put me in the car. That's all. Not a word about anything else," Andy said, straightening her tie. "Come on. You ready?"
"As ready as ever," Nick said with an encouraging smile.
Andy laughed and Nick placed his hand in the small of her back and led her to the parade room. Frank looked up and his eyes fell on them as they appeared in the doorway and he smiled slightly.
"Now, would you all join me in welcoming back two of our officers from six months of undercover work on Detective Callaghan's task force? Put your hands together for Officer Andy McNally and Officer Nick Collins.
Andy's eyes found those of Sam Swarek where he stood in the back against the windows, Oliver on his right. His eyes were hard, his jaw set, arms crossed across his chest, staring back at her.
She glanced at Nick and he gave her a lopsided grin.
"Oh shit," Cruz said, eyes frozen on Andy.
Andy winced at the attention she was getting. The bruising was now travelling up and around her eye too.
"McNally, Collins!" Best said, "Welcome back."
"Great welcoming gift," Andy murmured under her breath. Nick laughed.
"Thank you sir," he replied politely.
"Shit, McNally. Your face," Luke said, crossing the room in three strides and cupping her chin to move her face this way or that to get a better view, "What happened?"
"That would be me Callaghan," said Cruz, her Hispanic face red with embarrassment, "I didn't know she was a cop."
"Well maybe you'd better get a better handle on who is in a situation before you go in guns blazing. You could have dislocated her jaw Cruz," Luke shot angrily back at her.
"Callaghan, she treated her like a suspect. Anything else and the other guys would have caught on," Sam defended.
Andy raised her eyebrows. "I'm still spitting blood," she said coolly.
"Don't resist so damn much next time," Cruz spat.
"Well the next time someone busts into your apartment like a bat out of hell and tackles you to the ground, how about you don't do anything?" Andy shot at her before she could bite it back, "Hm?"
Gail and Epstein snorted loudly.
"Are you okay Andy?" Luke asked her gently.
"It'll be fine," Andy said with a tiny smile.
"It's good to see you again," he told her, wrapping her in a quick hug.
She returned it easily. "You too," she said, "I'm tired of only seeing Nick's face for six months."
"Hey now," Nick said, pretending to be offended, elbowing her.
"Callaghan, Collins, McNally, we need to have a private meeting in my office just to finish paperwork and then you are free to go home and settle back down. McNally, Collins, you're expected in in three days on Monday morning. Clear?" Frank asked.
Andy and Nick nodded.
"If you'll excuse us," Frank said, leading the way out.
Traci gave Andy a quick hug. "Leo's at his dads this weekend," she said, "So I'll be at your place after shift with a bottle of wine."
"Make it two," Andy said, "Take the edge off," she gestured her jaw.
Traci laughed and nodded. "Deal," she said.
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