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An hour later found Andy asleep in Sam's arms. He made sure she was not going to wake up before slipping out from under her and grabbing his cell phone. When he turned it on he found that he had a two new voice messages and a few texts.

He decided to listen to the voice messages first. The first message was from Frank Best as a follow up to make sure Andy was okay. Sam made a mental note to call Frank as he listened to the second message. It was from Oliver, telling Sam he had information and Sam should call him.

Sam scrolled through his texts. Most were from Traci, freaking out that Andy wasn't answering her phone. Sam laughed and replied to one of the texts that Andy was asleep but fine.

After calling Frank, he hit his speed dial. The person on the other end answered after the second ring. "Sammy, I was beginning to think you got sick too."

Sam laughed. "From the way you're talking, I'm assuming you're patrolling alone today."

"Yeah, so is Noelle. Frank's down two officers."

"Not my fault. Had they not started this ridiculous betting pool, they would only be down one officer."

Oliver laughed. "Listen, you owe me some answers before I give you any information."

Sam sighed. "You know where Andy's apartment is?"

He could feel Oliver smirking on the other end. "You're not even pretending anymore?"

Sam laughed. "I see we didn't fool you, evidently we didn't fool anyone since there is this betting pool. It was for Andy's sake anyway. She wanted it to remain quiet."

Oliver cut him off. "I'm outside."

Sam looked out the window and sure enough, car 1519 was parking outside. "I'll be down in a minute." He pulled on his jeans and grabbed a dark gray t-shirt from the floor before slipping into his shoes.

He met Oliver by the squad car. "Thanks for coming."

Oliver looked at him. "How long?"

Sam sighed. "Since a few weeks after we got together. Andy wanted it quiet because she didn't want people to think that the only reason we were together was to sleep together."

Oliver nodded and handed him a sealed envelope. "The stakes are pretty high and they haven't asked everyone yet." He opened his door. "Oh, by the way, Zoe wants to meet Andy. She got a babysitter for tonight and made reservations for that Chinese place six blocks from our house. She said something about making the betting pool more interesting."

Sam looked surprised. "You told Zoe before the betting was over?"

Oliver shrugged. "I figured why not since they are not letting me bet anyway." A call came through in an area that was close. "I have to run."

Sam headed back to Andy's apartment. When he entered, he saw she was still asleep. He kicked off his shoes and made himself a sandwich before sitting down at the kitchen table to read the contents of the envelope.

He had been studying it for a few minutes when he felt arms wrap around his body. "How are you feeling?"

"Hungry. As in food hungry."

Sam laughed and pulled her into his lap. "Good. I hope you can keep the food down because we are going out tonight."

Andy looked at him quizzically. "We are?"

"Zoe Shaw wants to meet you. Evidently she thinks the betting pool is hysterical and she wants to make it more real."

Andy groaned. "Is everyone out to get me?"

Sam kissed her cheek. "No. Zoe just wants to get back at all of the officers who obviously have nothing better to do with their time."

Andy stood. "Fine. What do we have to eat?"

Sam shrugged. "Not a lot. We really need to go shopping."

Andy found a carton of eggs in the refrigerator and began to make herself an omelet as Sam continued to look through the betting pool list. He startled Andy with his comment of "Callaghan's an idiot".

Andy sighed. "What did Luke do now?" When he didn't answer, she walked over to him and said "give it."

Andy looked at the numbers and smiled. "Sam, it makes sense."

He looked mad. "How?"

"Look, Luke still likes me. He figures that if that is the timetable, it would be his child and then maybe I would go back to him. Ignore it. None of them are right anyway." She walked away to finish making her lunch.

When her eggs were ready, she sat down next to him. Sam moved his chair so he was sitting right next to her. "We are going to make some money off of this." He wrapped his arm around her waist.

Andy ignored him as she ate her lunch. She still wasn't sure how she felt about tricking their friends, even though she was hurt by them making a betting pool in the first place. When she finished, she looked at him. "What am I supposed to wear tonight?" It was so much easier for Sam; all he had to do was grab one of his dark colored t-shirts.

Sam studied her for a minute. "Wear that shirt that you wore the first time we went to Marie's to fix that pipe."

Andy smirked. "You liked that one?"

Sam stood and pulled her up with him. "I'll show you how much I liked it."

A few hours later Andy was applying her makeup while Sam paced. "Don't blame me Sam. You are the one who started it."

Sam stopped pacing. "I didn't think it would take you this long."

"Done."

Sam practically dragged her to the car. "Zoe is an on-time freak. Kind of funny that she married a cop; he's late to almost everything."

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