Disclaimer: Don't own Rookie Blue

A.N. This oneshot was originally going to be the first one but I wasn't finished. It takes place before the first chapter - just a warning that these oneshots are not necessarily going to be in order.

Sam entered the house quietly. Katie had been sick for the past three days and he didn't want to be loud in case she was asleep.

"Andy" he called softly as he moved through the house. He made his way up the stairs, worried that Andy did not meet him by the door. He knew Katie's fever had broken last night but Andy was aware that he was coming home during his lunch break to pack the car. They had fought last night but Andy insisted that they should not break their plans to go to St. Catharines for the weekend since Sam had time off.

Sam stopped in the doorway of the bedroom he and Andy shared. Andy was curled up on the bed, her back to him. Sam smiled and grabbed the duffle bag from the floor. The way Andy was curled, he could not see, but he assumed that she was curled around Katie.

Sam stopped in front of the nursery. Andy left a small suitcase right outside of the closed door. Sam picked up that suitcase and brought both of the bags outside. As he loaded them into the backseat of the truck, he realized that as Katie got older he was going to have to look into purchasing something for the bed of the truck.

Sam returned to the house to grab the package of diapers and baby wipes. The diaper bag and anything else that Andy needed for Katie would go into the car later, right before they left.

When he returned, he headed to the kitchen. He was starving. He looked through the refrigerator and found deli and vegetables. He quickly made two sandwiches, one for himself and one for Andy when she woke up.

Sam brought his plate to the table and was about to sit down when he heard a sound coming from the baby monitor. He swore quietly. He had assumed that Andy had Katie. He quickly, but quietly, made his way up the stairs and into the nursery. He turned off the monitor so Andy could sleep and then went over to the crib. "Hi princess" he said as he lifted his almost five month old daughter.

Katie's sobs ceased immediately. "You just want to be held" Sam cooed at her. He set her down to change her and then brought her downstairs with him.

Sam walked around the house with his daughter rocking her gently. Since he had taken her out of the crib she had not cried. He was unsure as to when Andy last fed her and he didn't want to wake Andy if he didn't have to.

Sam was beginning his second circuit of the house when he looked down. Katie was fast asleep in his arms. He glanced at the kitchen clock and realized that he needed to leave or he would be late.

Sam grabbed a piece of paper and then shifted Katie slightly so he could write a note to Andy. In his note, he informed her that lunch was in the refrigerator, he had packed the truck, and that Katie had woken up and he changed her. He signed off the note that he loved her.

Sam crept up the stairs and gently set Katie down and turned on the baby monitor. He slipped into the bedroom and placed his note next to Andy's cell phone before leaving the house. He didn't kiss her, as much as he wanted to, because he knew she needed her sleep and he didn't want to chance waking her.

Sam unlocked the door and slipped inside. The first sight that greeted him was his daughter on her play-mat. Sam closed the door and entered the living room, squatting down next to his daughter. "Hi princess" he said as he gently lifted her up. He kissed her forehead as she looked up at him and smiled.

"I knew one day some other woman would become more important than me" a voice teased.

Sam looked up and saw Andy leaning against the door frame. He gently set his daughter back on her mat before standing up. He pulled his wife to him and gently kissed her. "How was your nap?"

"Fine." She leaned into him, resting her head in the crook of his neck.

He kissed her forehead and then pushed her away. "Andy, you're burning up." She looked surprised. Sam softened his expression. "Go take Tylenol or whatever you take that is safe since you're nursing."

Andy left the room and Sam returned to his daughter, picking her up so he could strap her into her car-seat.

"She's going to start crying." Sam looked up at Andy as she returned. "She hates the car-seat."

"It's all in the execution sweetheart." Sam gave Andy a Swarek dimpled smile before turning to his daughter. He placed the pacifier/dummy/soother (whatever version of English you use) in her mouth. He knew Andy was about to comment that it would be out of Katie's mouth within two minutes so he held up a hand. Andy watched as he quickly placed her in the car-seat and had her all strapped in. "There we go" he said softly. He looked at his wife. "Ready?"

"Why didn't you tell me that trick?"

"Sarah taught it to me one time when you were out and I didn't want to bother you." He lifted the car-seat as Andy grabbed the diaper bag and her purse.

Katie fell asleep before Sam hit the highway. As he glanced at Andy, he could tell that something was bothering her. "What's wrong sweetheart?"

"I'm a horrible mother."

"Andy…"

"I didn't wake up when Katie cried. What would have happened had you not been home?"

Sam sighed. "Andy, she was barely whimpering. Besides, you would have woken up eventually. Do you think Traci and Jerry are bad parents?"

Andy glared at him. "That's changing the subject, but no, I don't think they are bad parents."

Sam kept his eyes on the road as he spoke. "Two months after Jessie was born, Jerry came into work looking exhausted. Evidently, Jessie was not sleeping at all at night. When he came in a few days later looking refreshed, I asked him if Jessie suddenly started sleeping through the night because he looked great. He pulled me into his office and told me that he and Traci were exhausted. The night before, they had gone to bed and were woken by Leo. Leo woke to Jessie's cries and ignored them. After about seven minutes, he went in and then, ten minutes later when she was still crying, he woke Traci."

"Oh. I guess you are right."

Sam grinned. "You're a great mother. Now sleep." Andy always fell asleep in the car on the way to St. Catharines.

Andy yawned and reached out so that her hand was on his thigh. "I love you."

Sam glanced over at her. The words of "I love you sweetheart" died on his lips when he noticed she was already asleep.

As Sam took the exit ramp to get off the highway, Katie began to stir. Sam pulled to a stop by a red light and quickly reached back and placed the pacifier/dummy/soother in her mouth. It would buy him a minute or two and Sarah's house was four blocks away.

Sam pulled up in front of Sarah's house and quickly unbuckled. He flipped open the console and slid closer to Andy so he could reach over and "rescue" his crying daughter from her car-seat. Once Katie was in his arms; her cries turned into whimpers.

Sam exited the truck. "Sammy."

Sam grinned. "Hey Sarah." He kissed his sister on the cheek as she gently lifted Katie from his arms. "You didn't really want to see me, did you?"

Sarah just laughed. "Where's Andy?"

Sam glanced back at the truck. Andy was still asleep. Sarah followed his gaze. When he turned back to look at her, she eyed him quizzically. "It's been a long few days."

Sarah nodded. "Bring her inside. You're sleeping in the guest bedroom. We'll talk after you get her into bed."

Sarah moved towards the house as Sam rounded the truck and gently lifted Andy out. He closed the door with his foot and moved towards the house. Sarah was holding the door open for him.

Sam gently set Andy on the bed and pulled off her shoes. He covered her with the blankets and slipped out of the room.

It took him two trips to get everything out of the car and into the guest bedroom. As he opened the refrigerator to store some of the items Andy brought, he felt Sarah come up behind him. "Where's John? I didn't see his car." He turned to face his sister.

"Thursday night is hockey night. He'll be home soon. Want to explain?"

Sam took Katie from her arms. "Just let me change her first."

Sarah crossed her arms. "Already done. I still have diapers from when J.J. was a baby."

Sam sighed. He was holding a baby bottle in his hands and placed it in his daughter's mouth, thankful that Andy had pumped before they left because they forgot the formula (not that they ever used it). "Katie's been sick for the past few days. I told Andy we should just skip coming but she insisted."

Sarah looked at him. "That doesn't explain…"

Sam cut her off. "Andy has this thing that she is a bad mother if she doesn't get up every time Katie cries. We're going to have a talk about it. Basically, she told me to sleep and has been up for three nights straight with Katie."

Sarah looked at him. "It must have killed you."

Sam nodded.

There was silence for a few minutes as they both watched Katie drinking her bottle. Finally Sarah spoke. "Sam, give me Katie for tonight."

Sam looked at her, shocked. "What? Why?"

"I know you; you've been up worrying about Andy. Take care of Andy tonight. I'm your sister and I have four children. I think I can handle Katie for one night."

"What will John say?"

"What will I say about what?" Neither one of the Swarek siblings noticed that John had entered the kitchen.

Sarah smiled as John wrapped his arms around her and kissed her cheek. "Andy's sick. I told Sam that he should let me take care of Katie tonight."

John smiled. Sarah loved babies and it was therapeutic for her. As a psychologist, he should know. "I don't have a problem with it. Sam?"

Sam sighed as he burped his daughter. "I guess I'm overruled." Katie burped and Sam pulled her close, kissing her forehead. "Be good princess."

Sarah held out her hands and Sam handed his daughter to his sister. He wished his sister and brother-in-law goodnight and then headed to the bedroom. He stripped down to his boxers and then climbed in next to Andy, pulling her close.

Andy woke in Sam's arms. She was confused for a minute until she realized that they were in Sarah's house. Her eyes scanned the room and she realized that the pack-and-play was in the corner but it wasn't assembled. Where was her baby?

Sam felt Andy moving and slowly opened his eyes. "How are you feeling?" he whispered.

Andy's eyes found his. "Fine. Where's Katie?"

"Sarah has her. What's wrong?" Since Katie was born, Andy always seemed to notice when something was off.

"I don't know. I just want her in here." She couldn't stop the tears.

Sam reached out and gently brushed away Andy's tears. "It's been a long few days, hasn't it?"

Andy nodded.

Sam continued. "Sweetheart, I will go get her but we need to talk first."

"About what?" she was nervous.

"Andy, I get that your mother left you. That won't happen with you. You are not going to leave. But you don't have to do everything. When Katie gets sick, let me help."

Andy took a breath to argue but Sam put his finger on her lips. "Let me finish. I remember when Sarah and I were younger. If one of us would get sick, my parents would split the night. This way they both got a few hours of sleep.

"I was up every night but I knew you would send me back to bed. Next time I won't. We can split up the nights. I don't want you getting sick again because you haven't slept in three nights."

Andy wiped away the tears in her eyes. "I'm so sorry Sam."

Sam pulled her close and kissed her. When they broke for air he looked at her. "Don't worry, just don't do it again." He slipped out of the bed and headed to the kitchen.

He found Sarah in the kitchen muttering "formula, formula" as Katie whimpered in her arms.

"Hey" he said softly.

Sarah turned. "Sam! Where does Andy keep the formula?"

Sam smirked. "We don't have any. Andy is waiting to feed her and said she wants her in our room for the rest of the night." He glanced at the clock. 3 am. Well then, what's left of the night.

Sarah smiled. "Is she feeling better?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah. I should get back to Andy. 'Night Sarah."

He headed back to the bedroom. Andy was not in the room but the door to the bathroom was closed. He quickly changed Katie. He was just finishing when Andy emerged.

Andy took Katie and began nursing as Sam assembled the pack-and-play. He finished and returned to the kitchen to find something for Andy to drink. After handing her the water-bottle, he climbed into bed. "Thank you Sam" Andy murmured as she leaned against him.

"Anytime love." He was content where he was, with his beautiful wife and daughter right next to him.

A.N. Turned out a lot longer than I expected but I didn't want to cut anything and detract from the story. Let me know what you think!