I Want To Get Wasted On…

Summary: Andy McNally finds herself an unlikely ally in the form of Gail Peck.

This takes place after the Season Finale 'I Never' Traci took the task force position with Nick leaving Andy and Gail feeling abandoned by their friends. A collection of one-shots

Disclaimer: I Ashley Swarek (Pen Name Andyswarek) do not in any way, profit from this story and all creative rights to the characters belong to their original creator(s).

A:N Wow! I never expected to receive so many reviews... I hope I replied to you all and that this chapter is just as well received. I had a guest review that I wasn't able to reply to directly; Thank you Tiger for your review... I hope the writers do us justice in season 4 :).


Chapter 2 – I Want To Get Wasted… On Secrets

'I'm going to go and save that poor girl from Epstein' Gail announced as she pushed Andy towards the bar 'don't have sex on the bar; the customer's don't want that kind of show'

'Gail! That's disgusting' Andy reprimanded; failing to hide the smirk on her lips.

'If you want me to come and save you then you're going to have to shout 'peanuts' really loud; I won't come otherwise' Gail laughed.

'I didn't think you were going to come' Sam admitted as he pushed half a lager towards Andy as she sat down.

Andy nodded 'I nearly didn't' she confessed 'Gail brought me; we're Frenemies now' a small smile crossed her face as she turned to locate the blonde.

'Frenemies?'

Andy nodded 'Yep'

'I should thank her… and you… for giving me a chance'

Andy turned to search for Gail once more; she needed the security of a friend close by if she was to have this conversation with him. Finding her leaning over the pool table trying to blow her yellow ball into the pocket it had bounced off she relaxed and turned back around.

'You hurt me Sam… I mean you said you couldn't be a cop and be with me… what's changed?' she asked, keeping her voice to that just above a whisper; the bar wasn't the best place to have this conversation.

'You stopped calling' he pointed to his cell phone on the bar; after six weeks of ignoring her calls she'd given in calling two days previous 'it's weird but when you were calling it was like you still cared about me; about us; I messed up; I quit when things got tough'

'That's messed up' she smirked

Sam nodded 'I didn't have the best upbringing; I don't handle things the way I should… I pull away when I shouldn't'

Andy nodded 'Let's play a game' she pointed to the recently vacated pool table 'for every ball I pot you have to answer my question, for every ball you pot you get to ask me one and we both have to answer honestly'

Sam looked confused 'my version of 'spin the bottle' only without the alcohol, we get seven questions a piece and whoever pots the black gets to pick the dare'

Picking up the drinks he followed her over and placed them on the edge of the table 'you break'

Sam watched as Andy racked the balls like a pro; shaking the triangle over the position marked on the table; she moved it carefully before chalking the pool cue; her eyes never left his face and he couldn't bring himself to look away.

She sank two yellow balls of the pot before lining up to take a third shot… it bounced of the pocket.

'Do you really blame me for Jerry?'

'No' he answered immediately 'I was wrong to do that'

She nodded; satisfied with his answer 'Why didn't you want to go to Jerry and Traci's wedding, with me on vacation?'

'I hate flying; I've never even been on a plane'

It was his turn to play; she'd lined him up perfectly to sink a red in the middle pocket. He did. Lining the cue up once more he shot the white towards the red sat in the middle of the table. It nudged the bumper slightly left of the bottom pocket.

'Do you still love me?'

'Yes' he smiled at the lack of hesitation in her answer.

He'd inadvertently lined her up she sank another ball leaving her with four on the table 'Did you mean it when you said you loved me?'

'Yes… I should have said it sooner'

She'd pushed two of his balls towards the top corner pocket; he lightly tapped the white letting the first ball bounce the second into the pocket, the first ball followed after it. His fourth ball landed in the middle pocket before the fifth barely moved.

'What's your favourite Ice Cream?' she laughed when he asked it

'Mint choc chip'

'If Gail hadn't made you come tonight would you still have come?'

She thought about it for a while before she spoke 'yes; Gail just gave me the kick in the ass I needed'

'Our first day together I asked you to back me up…' he waited for her to remember, she nodded in recollection 'why did you trust me; you didn't even question me'

'You were doing it to protect Emily, you told me what you were doing; you could have hid it from me… you didn't, you trusted me first'

She took her shot and missed. He sank balls five and six with little effort, ball seven covered the top right pocket just ahead of the black ball.

'Why did you really go to the North Bay when we got suspended?'

She hadn't realised how much her actions had affected him until that point 'I knew that if I stayed I wouldn't be able to stay away from you… I didn't want you to lose your job. You're a good cop Sam I didn't want you to lose that because of me'

'Why did you trust Luke's judgement even after he'd cheated on you? The Ray Nixon case?' he prompted.

'I didn't trust Luke; I trusted my gut, something in me told me he did it'

She lined up to take her shot and sank a ball in the middle pocket, the next shot brushed past her ball lining Sam up perfectly to end the game.

'Why did you keep pushing me towards Luke?'

'I wanted you to be happy, I wasn't going to be the guy that told you to end it with him… you needed to figure that out by yourself'

He grinned as he sank his final ball; the black ball falling into the pocket ended the game. He walked towards her and removed the cue from her hand, he held onto his final question whilst he returned to cue's to their holder on the wall. He walked back to stand in front of her, his teeth pulled him bottom lip in before releasing it.

'Will you give me a second chance?' he whispered, almost as if he believed that if he spoke any louder she'd bolt right out the door.

'Yes'

'I dare you to kiss me' he stepped closer to her; his hands holding hers. She laughed nervously but obeyed his request as she closed the gap and brushed her lips across his.

'McNally! The customer's don't want that kind of show!' Gail called from across the room. Andy turned to glare at her. Peck glared back. She held her shoes in her hands 'Dov's gonna take me home' she announced, she spun on her bare feet and headed for the door. As an afterthought she turned back to face them both.

'Swarek… McNally ate a ton of chocolate before we came… she needs help working that off. I can't share clothes with her if she gets fat… see you at home McNally! I'm having your bed'

'She's a blast' Sam groaned

Andy nodded in agreement 'Take me home?' she asked 'She really will take my bed'

Sam smirked and silently agreed; he led her out to his truck and helped her into the front seat. Within a second he was seated beside her 'I have a confession' he announced as he started the truck 'even though I won… that was the worst game of pool ever'

'I have a confession too...' Andy smiled widely 'I lost on purpose'