So here is the next chapter everyone. It is my longest one so far and I really hope you all enjoy it.

Sam waited for the phone to ring a couple of more times before answering it. "Swarek"

As soon as Andy heard his voice she relaxed a little bit. She was fooling herself thinking she was ok after seeing the accident. If her mind wasn't being occupied by a certain detective, it was working in high gear going over what she saw again and again. She didn't know how to not think about it, and she didn't want to go yet another night with out sleep. She knew talking to somebody would help, but she just didn't know where to start, so she decided to call Sam. That was the easy part. After she relaxed from hearing his voice, she starting panicking because she had no idea what she was going to say. She didn't even think of that before calling him, but it was too late now as she knew he was waiting for her reply. "Hey, umm it's Andy. Andy McNally."

"Hey Andy, is everything alright? Something wrong?" He could hear the hesitancy in her voice when she started talking, and he could tell there was something on her mind.

"Umm, well, I just... are you still at the station?"

"No. I'm at home now. I left about an hour after you. Why? What's wrong?"

"Oh jeez! I'm so sorry. I just thought... you know what, never mind. I'm sorry I bothered you at home."

"No wait Andy. Andy it's ok. I told you to call if you needed anything and you did."

"Ya I know, but it's really not that important"

"Well there must be something on your mind if you are calling. How about this, I work night shift tomorrow. How about we meet for coffee and you can tell me what's bothering you."

"Thank you, that's really nice of you, but I shouldn't have called. It's really no big deal."

"It's not up for discussion Andy. I'll meet you at 9 o'clock at the coffee shop across from the station."

"Umm ok right. 9 o'clock."

When Andy had called Sam, she didn't know what to expect. She certainly didn't expect him to invite her for coffee to talk about her problems. Then again, even after only seeing him a few times, he acted like he cared and was interested in what she was going through. This made Andy both excited and nervous. When she looked at him, she felt as if she could tell him anything and he wouldn't judge her, that she could trust him with anything. This also scared her. She had never felt like this about anyone before, and she wasn't exactly sure what to do with it. She wanted to tell him how she was feeling and how much the accident had really impacted her, but she didn't know how she could practically reveal so much about herself to someone she barely even knows. She couldn't even tell Tracy how she was doing and she was her best friend. She wasn't used to relying on others. She grew up taking care of herself without any one looking after her. With her mother abandoning her at such a young age and her fathers drinking problem, she didn't really have much of a choice. But that's who she was. She didn't turn to others when she had a problem; she learned to deal with it herself. That is exactly why she had no clue as to why she wanted to open up to Sam.

Andy made herself a drink and sat down in front of the t.v. She knew no matter how hard she tried, she just wouldn't be able to go to sleep now. There were just to many things floating through her mind right now that she needed to think through. It had been a long couple of days. She started flipping through the channels in hopes of getting her mind of things, and she tried to the best of her abilities to focus on the screen in front of her. She would often catch herself thinking about something, and then force herself out of the thought, and instead on what was playing on the t.v. The only problem was, she wasn't interested on what was playing. Her mind was working in over drive on what to expect for tomorrow and she couldn't turn if off. Andy had been just sitting there lost in thought of both the accident and of Sam for a little over two hours when she noticed the time. It was a little after one in the morning, and she knew if she wanted to look semi presentable, getting some sleep would be a good idea.

As it turns out, ideas are just that; ideas. No matter how mush Andy willed herself to fall asleep, she just couldn't do it. And now it was 6 a.m., and Andy was just laying in bed staring at the ceiling. She had to meet Sam in three hours. She managed to role herself out of bed and make her way to the bathroom. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she could tell she had gotten very little sleep that night, and no sleep the night before. She hopped in to the shower hoping for it to make her feel more refreshed, but when she was finished, she didn't look any better. She made her way to her room and got dressed in jeans and a t-shirt before applying some makeup to cover the dark circles under her eyes. When she was finished, she looked at herself in the mirror and was pleased with what she saw compared to before. It was harder to notice the circles under her eyes, but the way her eyelids drooped were a clear indication of the lack of sleep she was getting. By the time she was finished, it was a little after eight and she still had to walk to the coffee shop, which was a good half hour walk. She pulled on a light coat and heading in the direction she needed to go, trying her hardest not to think about the conversation that lays ahead.

Once Sam had gotten off the phone with Andy, he couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his face. He wasn't positive where he got the confidence to ask Andy to coffee from, even if it was just to listen to what she had to say. He was just glad he could spend more time with her while making it sound like he was doing it as a part of his job, even if he wanted it to be more. He knew something must have been bothering her for her to call him though, and he really wanted to be able to help her. Also, by doing this, he felt like it would make up a little for him being an ass earlier. He knows she told him to forget about it, but he still felt a little guilty for the way he treated her. He was just going to have to get used to that being a tough day every year, and maybe from now on, take his frustrations out in his home rather than on complete strangers.

Sam went to bed earlier than usual that night, not wanting to oversleep even though the chances of that happening would be next to none. When he got up the next morning, he felt refreshed and he was in a great mood. He had a quick shower and changed in to his clothes before grabbing his keys and making his way to his truck. Sam arrived at the coffee shop twenty minutes early and grabbed a table. Andy wasn't long after him as he saw her walking to the door about five minutes later.

When Andy walked inside, she saw Sam already sitting at a table. He got up and made his way over to her as she got closer and led her to the line to order.

"First we get coffee, and then you are going to talk to me about why you aren't sleeping at night" Sam said as he pulled out a bill and gestured for Andy to order.

Andy looked at him with a shocked expression on her face. Was she really that obvious and easy to read? She realized Sam was waiting on her to order so she quickly did so before thanking him. "This is really nice of you, but I could have boughten the coffees. You are taking time out of your day to see me."

"Not a problem. Your job right now is to talk to me and tell me what's going on."

Andy didn't know where to start. He already knew she wasn't sleeping just by looking at her. Who knows what else he know too.

Sam could tell she was having trouble figuring out what to say, so he decided to help her out a bit. "I was right. You haven't been sleeping." At the nod of Andy's head he continued. "It have to do with the accident?" Again Andy nodded her head, but this time she started talking.

"I can't keep thinking about it" she said quietly. She then looked up in to Sam's eyes and he gave her a nod of encouragement. Andy still wasn't quite sure why she was going to tell him everything, but she carried on. "When I close my eyes, that's all I can see, all I can hear. I keep hearing the little girl screaming and Tyson's lifeless eyes staring back at me. I didn't no what to do. And then there was the mother. There was so much blood, and I could see she was in so much pain but there was nothing I could do. I just stood there useless!"

Sam was being patient, listening intently to what she was saying, but he had to stop her there. "Andy, there is nothing else you could have done. You did everything right. You called for help as soon as you saw it, so those people could be tended to faster. If you tried to move the lady, you could have caused her even more harm."

"But that's just it Sam, I didn't do everything right! There is always more I could have done. I.. I could have tried helping Tyson. I didn't even try to help him! I could have done CPR on him, I could have..."

Sam had to cut her off now. "Andy listen to me. There is nothing else you could have done. Do you understand?"

"But I.."

"No buts McNally. You did everything right. You checked on the victims to see if they were ok. I can't discuss Tyson's injuries to you, but even if you had preformed CPR, he wouldn't have made it."

"We don't know that. I didn't try it, so how can we possibly know that!" Andy was starting to get frustrated thinking about the accident again, and thinking of the things she could have done differently and Sam was here saying it wouldn't have made a difference.

"Andy you have to believe me ok. I'm telling you the truth. Trust me on that." Sam couldn't help but have his heart go out to her, She cared so much and she was carrying the burden on her shoulders. "It's not your fault."

Andy just sat there staring at him. She didn't know what else to say and he definitely wasn't giving her any leeway. She just had to accept the fact there was nothing else she could have done.

As Sam was sitting across from Andy, he saw the shift in her facial features. "Come on. Lets go get some air." Sam led her outside and started walking with Andy by his side. Neither said anything for about five minutes until Sam broke the silence. "Are you ok?"

Andy turned at looked at him as they both stopped walking. Andy went and leaned against a building near by still looking at him.

"Ya, I think I am, or at least will be. Thank you." She gave Sam a small smile which he returned.

"No problem McNally. I'm a good listener. Just promise me you aren't going to beat yourself up over this anymore."

Andy gave out a small chuckle "ya I'll try." She then looked at her feet and then back up at him with a questioning look. "How do you do this everyday? I mean see all this terrible stuff happen to people?"

Sam stared a bit before answering. "Because McNally. It can be hard some days, but it's worth it seeing the look on the peoples faces who we do help. Not everything is going to turn out the way we want it to, but we have to make the most of what we are given. Being able to help others who can't look out for themselves is a very fulfilling feeling."

Andy started nodding small. "I've been accepted in to the academy, but after what has happened with the accident, I don't know if I'll be able to do it" Andy admitted.

"Andy honestly, you would be great at this job. I haven't even known you for a long time and I can tell how mush you care about others. It may take a little getting used to at the start, but you will make a fine cop."

Andy smiled a shy smile at that. "Thanks Sam. I mean it. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders."

"That's great. I'm glad I could help." Sam really wanted to just lean in and give her a kiss right now. He was standing directly in front of her and she was up against the wall, so she would have no where to go, however, he knew how completely inappropriate that would be, so he instead settled with asking her to meet him again for coffee in a couple of days to make sure she was sleeping again. He knew it was weak, but he really wanted to see her again and that was the best he could come up with. Andy laughed a little at his reasoning for wanting to meet up with her again, but she agreed to it because she wanted to see him again too. They agreed to meet at the same place at 9 o'clock again in three days time. Needless to say, both of them went home with a smile on their face.