A/N; Thanks for all your reviews, alerts and favourites. They really do mean the world to me! Than again, I'm so sorry it took so long to update, but life has been keeping me busy.

Hope you enjoy the next chapter, I had to write it as an in between, before I could start on the rest of my story. As I never intend this to be a chaptered story I hadn't really thought about a plot or anything. So I needed this to set up said plot.

Disclaimer; Still trying to win the jackpot in order to buy all rights to Rookie Blue & co…

"Andy, you're joking right? Gosh, you really have gotten yourself into a mess. Or actually, no you haven't. But it is a mess. That's for sure. I'm shocked."

Andy had just told Traci everything that had happened since leaving the hospital. She had seen her best friend going through emotions that varied from pure shock to anger and even some sort of happiness. But the most present emotion Andy saw in Traci's eyes was anger. At herself for pushing Andy towards Luke, at Luke for playing the games he'd played and at Detective Rosati for giving Andy that extra blow when she was already going through a rough time.

"I would really like to know what this thing between Sam and Luke is." Andy sighed, sipping her wine. "Because if it has kept Luke from letting me go, just to annoy Sam, who says Sam isn't after me just to get back at Luke?" Traci snorted; "Girl, you need to get checked out. The whole division knows Swarek is mad about you. Jerry tells me all the time. Swarek has changed since you came along and it's not something he would act about to annoy Luke. I don't really take him as a guy who would use a girl just to have his revenge. Now Luke on the other hand…"

"Not now Trace, please? Now, I just want to get drunk and forget today has ever happened."

"Does that include you forgetting about sexy time with Swarek?" Andy turned scarlet and quickly polished off her wine.

"Right… I'm going to take shower if you don't mind Trace."

Andy undressed and turned on the shower, letting the water run for a while for it to get warm before stepping in. I really need to find out what Jo meant when she said Luke only kept me at his side to annoy Sam. Why would he do that? Why would she say that? She must be lying. I know there is something going on between Sam and Luke. It just can't be all about me. This was going on before I came along.

She grabbed the shampoo, massaging it into her hair. Letting the water wash it out she allowed her thoughts to wander off again. 'Sexy time with Swarek', as Traci had jokingly called it, popped into her head. Andy quickly diverted her thoughts. She should not be allowed to over think. Her mind had a habit of screwing her over, making her doubt life and herself. Not many people recognized her doing it. Actually only two people did. Traci and Sam. Her mind, once again, took her to Sam.

She quickly rinsed of the remainders of soap and shampoo and got out of the shower. Andy grabbed the towel Traci had given her and was in a rush to get dressed. She needed to get back to Traci's company. Talk, no thinking. Not now…

"So, what are you going to do know? I mean, you need to talk to Luke when he wakes up and I think you'll also need to talk to Swarek."

"Trace, I will talk to Luke when he wakes up. But, before I do anything about Sam I need to know what is going on between Sam and Luke. I need to know I'm not going to be some prize in a sick game they have going on."

Traci was gob smacked by her friend's words, but knew there was nothing to do to change her mind. Andy seemed to be the only who didn't see how much Swarek was in love with her. She remembered Jerry ranting on about the change he had seen in his friend ever since 'that Rookie' jumped him in that alley. If only she knew what to say to her best friend to get all these fears and doubts out of her head. Andy had a rough child hood, especially after her mom had left. If only she would start to believe that some people where actually willing to stick around for her. For who she was. The past years had taught Traci that it was rough, but she had done it. It was the reason Andy always turned to her when she needed someone to talk to. But that was a friendship. A relationship, even more after the dent Callaghan had caused, was a whole different story.

"Andy" she sighed "it's probably some stupid thing that happened ages ago. Swarek isn't into playing such games, especially when you are involved." She took another look at her friend and put an arm around her shoulder. "Do you really think he would risk his job jumping you in the locker room like he has if it were a game for him?" Andy shook her head. "Nope" she said. Her eyes tearing up, again. You would think I'd run out of tears at some point she thought.

Sam had barely gotten through his shift. He had heard about Andy coming to the barn and Traci taking her home. Best had told him that the earlier lunch break Traci had requested turned into a longer lunch break and ended up being a day off. Although he was happy Andy was with her best friend, he would have given up many things for it to be him. Sam knew she would come to him, until then he would keep his distance, let her set the pace.

"Swarek! My office, now!"

Sam just walked out of the locker room after getting changed when Best called him. Here we go. Walking into Best's office his mind was doing overtime to come up with a good reason why he had walked out of the women's locker room yesterday. Wearing only a towel, water still dripping of his body. His uniform and boots, soaking wet, in his hands.

Best was sitting behind his desk, his hands flat out on it. He took a look at one of his best officers, took in a deep breath.

"Sam, you are one of the best I have here at 15th. You are also one of the most challenging cops I know. You are my friend, so I'm going to keep you out of trouble. I have no idea what is going on with you and McNally and I don't want to know. But please, don't do anything stupid. There is only so much I can do to keep you out of shot." Best stood up and walked around his desk, moving closer to Sam.

"Frank, I assure you I will not do anything stupid and anything I have done so far has been within my boundaries. Maybe not necessarily within the boundaries of the force, but I assure I have done no harm. What you…"

Best raised his hand, stopping Sam; "Stop talking Sam before you say anything I might need to report. I'm just going to pretend I didn't see you get out of the women's locker room doing God knows what. But please, take care of McNally. She is a great cop and I'd hate to see her career ruined over her private life."

"I will Frank." With those words Sam spun around on his foot and walked out of the office.

He took his phone out of his pocket to check if there were any texts. He had none. Not that he expected any, but had hoped for at least a short reply from Andy.

McNally, if only you knew.

He decided to send her another text: "I'm there when it matters and I'll wait for you."

The beeping of her phone woke Andy up; she flipped it open and read the text; a smile crept upon her face. She loved how Sam showed her he cared. She put her phone down and walked to the fridge, looking for some cheese to mix in with the pasta sauce she was planning on making. Traci was out to pick up Leo from daycare and Andy decided that the least she could do was cook for them. Andy-pasta it was, because Leo loved it when she made it for him. There was nothing wrong with spoiling her best friends cute son.

She heard the front door open and before she had a chance to step out of the kitchen she was being used as some sort of monkey bar, Leo climbing up against her to hug her. "Did you make your pasta Andy? Why are you here Andy? Will you be sleeping here tonight Andy? Do you want to sleep in my room Andy?"

"Shush little fellow, give Andy some time to answer before you start ranting off a thousand questions." Traci smiled apologetically just in time to see Andy wink at her. She new her friend loved her son, but his energy could be a bit much at certain times.

"Leo, can you please help me set the table?" Andy asked giving him the cutlery to put on the table. She turned around, finishing off the sauce and draining the pasta. Turning around she saw Leo's huge, goofy grin. That kid is great and easy to please. She thought filling up his plate. They had a nice dinner; Andy enjoyed Leo's chit chatter as it was taking her mind of all her dramas. Dinner was interrupted by Andy's phone ringing.

"Miss McNally, your fiancé is awake. We thought you'd like to know."

Oh God, no. What do I do now?

"Traci, that was the hospital. Luke is awake. I have to go there. Can you come with me? I need to do this now."

"Andy, I'm… I am sorry. I can't." pointing at her son. Andy nodded, she understood. She flipped open her phone, opening a new text: "Need to go to hospital. Can you take me? Am at Traci's."

"Be there in 10."

That was all she needed to know. The thought of Sam coming over to take her to the hospital soothed her. Knowing Sam was there always calmed her. He had that affect on her. If only I wasn't so scared…