Ok. So here's the full length Chapter 2, I have a lot of ideas for the story and I am loving the reviews, keep em coming. I really hope you enjoy this and I think some people may be able to guess where I am going but I think I have a few surprises for you too.
Chapter 2
Best walked into the parade room, " Alright coppers, listen up. We got a neighbor across the street, heard the shots and looked out the window." He shot a look at Andy, already thinking he should send her home, "He saw a white male running toward the backside of the house, black t-shirt, jeans, dark hair, athletic build. He says he thinks he saw him carrying a gun. It's not much, but it's a start. You have your assignments, serve, protect and let's catch this guy."
As everyone emptied the parade room, Andy stayed in her seat, Sam started to come to her but Best caught his eye, he held up a hand and shook his head so Sam turned and walked out the door. Andy looked over when he sat down beside her, she had tears in her eyes which she would usually hide, her dad always told her not to let them see her cry, but today, she just couldn't find the strength to fight it. "How you doing?" Best put his hand on Andy's shoulder, "I know this is hard for you, but it looks like Luke is gonna be ok and we are gonna catch this guy."
Andy had been at the hospital with Luke every free moment she had for the last 24 hours, he was still barely there, barely alive. She knew when people told her that Luke was going to make it, they were just saying it, she knew there was a very strong chance that she would never get to talk to him again. "I'm ok." she lied. Best looked at her with knowing eyes, "No, you're not, you are gonna go home, get some sleep, and you can come back tomorrow and help us get this guy. Don't go to the hospital, Luke is gonna be fine, you are under strict orders to go home and get some sleep."
"No, I wanna help, I wanna find this guy." Andy tried to convince Best that she should be here, but she knew that she wasn't fit to be on the streets today, the combination of pure terror that Luke may die and sleep deprivation from sitting up all night with him at the hospital took it's tole on her and she couldn't fight the inevitable. "OK, yeah you're right, I'm going home." She got up and walked out of the room. Sam was waiting outside the parade room when she walked out, "So, what did Best want with you?" Sam knew that she was being sent home, he was the one who requested it. "He sent me home. I'm under strict orders to go straight home and go to bed." She knew she shouldn't be mad at Sam, he wasn't the one who shot Luke, but she was still holding on to the argument they had the night before the shooting and she couldn't help but feel like he may be a little relieved that it happened. She knew he would never wish him dead, or that he was happy this happened, she was just feeling a little resentful.
She walked away from Sam without a word, he looked on after her, hating Luke a little more with every moment that passed, it almost seemed like Luke got shot on purpose to put a wedge between him and Andy. And he wouldn't put that past Luke at all. The anger he was feeling was starting to reach a boiling point and he had to fix the void that was growing between them. He loved this woman with everything he was and he was not about to lose her to some idiot in a hospital bed.
Sam was having trouble focusing on the task at hand, he couldn't stop thinking about the situation with Andy, he wanted to make things right with her, and get her mind off Luke, hopefully her day of sleep would help with that. He was partnered with Oliver Shaw, next to Jerry, he was Sam's best friend in the precinct. "Let's run to the hospital, see how Callaghan is doing." Oliver turned to Sam with a look of utter shock on his face, "Seriously, Swarek?" he couldn't believe that Sam was interested in the health of Detective Luke Callaghan.
"I can't stand the guy, but I don't want him dead. Plus, it'll earn me some points with Andy when I come home and tell her I went out of my way to come by to check on him." Sam raised his eyebrows and smiled, "We're not on the best terms right now, ya know. Even if it is his fault."
He knew what room Luke was in, Andy hadn't left his side since she found him the day before. He could understand her connection with him, the fact that she worried about him, they were once together, but it felt like it was getting a little out of hand, he could handle it, to an extent. There had to be some kind of line. He did understand, that didn't change the fact that he hated it. He had taken a back seat to Luke Callaghan again, and it was starting to seem like a pattern. Anytime he and Andy started to get on the right track, Luke found a way to screw things up, and this time he outdid himself, went out and got himself shot.
He came to the door of room 304, it was cracked a little, he had his hand on it to push it open when he heard Andy's voice. He knew he shouldn't listen, but he couldn't make himself move.
"Luke, I know you can't hear me," her voice shook a little, and Sam's wanted to go to her and hold her, "And if you can hear me, you're probably tired of hearing all this." Andy wiped the tears from he cheek and went on, "I know things went really bad, really fast with us, and I know you think I hate you. But, here's the thing, Luke, I don't. You really did hurt me, but I forgave you the moment I found out, I know you would never intentionally do that to me and it was a moment of weakness or whatever you want to call it, but the bottom line is, it doesn't matter. I want you to know that no matter what happens, I am here for you, I will be right here by your side when you wake up. I care so much for you, I planned to spend my life with you, and Luke, those feelings don't just go away. Come back, Luke, please come back to me, so I can tell you these things and know that you hear me."
Sam could hear the break in Andy's voice, she had broken down, and as much as his instincts told him to go to her, he couldn't. He was hurt, and he felt betrayed by the woman he loved. So, as Andy held Luke's hand and her tears fell on his face, Sam walked away, with defeat in his heart.