I know my chapters are small and this is even smaller, but I'm posting this little extra today. I had like 30 minutes off work so I could write anything. Thank you so much for all the support. This is only going as far as it is, because of you guys 3

Sam was leaving the D's office when he spotted her walking out of the locker room looking really exhausted. It wasn't easy having to spend most of the day with a person like Jay Swarek, he thought. The guy had been his worst nightmare most of his life. Everything he did was towards the goal of not being like his father and when he thought he was failing Andy was right there to tell him he wasn't. She was the reason he'd been so happy lately.

"You look gorgeous." he said leaning on the stairs handrail.

"You are awful. Plus, you'll be cooking for a week." Andy answered grabbing the keys he had dangling in his hands.

"Well then, you're in for a week of heaven on a dish. I'm an excellent cook unlike some people I know." she sent him an angry look "don't shoot daggers at me."

He took her bag and they walked side by side to the parking lot where Sam's truck was.

Sam tossed her bag on the passenger seat and hugged her. They weren't talking about how the trip went, but they would. Right now all they wanted was to spend the small amount of time they had together like this without Jay's shadow in the picture. If Sam ever got too curious he could always get Oliver to talk to him about it.

"You're going straight home?" He asked hugging her tighter and as her head rested on his shoulder his hand started to comb her hair.

"I'm going to go groceries shopping. You ran out of orange juice, strawberries, eggs and bread." she listed poking at his chest.

His laugh vibrated her body that was pushed against his. It was so good to hear him laugh more openly these days.

"No wonder. I mean, you ate everything."

"You suck!" she pushed him away and opened the driver's door.

He looked at her mischievously "I believe that person is you."

Andy gasped at him and looked round to find they were alone. That had to be him getting back at her for the Spanish one she'd said to him all those weeks ago.

"I hate you."

"Yeah, of course you do."

Leaning against the truck he looked at her and smiled.

"You drive safe."

"I'll be fine." she smiled widely.

"I'm worried about the truck." he responded and sure she would probably have thrown something at him if she had anything that wasn't the keys or her phone.

"I'll see you in the morning."

"I'll bring you breakfast."

"You better. It's your turn after all." she closed the door and started the truck. She pulled out of the parking lot and once again watched as he disappeared from the rear view mirror.

The drive to the grocery store was fast and uneventful. As she carried two bags full of the things she meant to buy and others she saw on the shelf and thought 'Why not?' she saw the side of the building she had left Jay Swarek earlier. It bothered her that he was so close to them, but then she was reminded of the two officers and the tracking device.

"You'll drive yourself insane if you keep thinking about this." She told herself pushing everything inside the truck.

Back at the station Sam found Oliver waiting for Celery. His friend looked better than Andy and that was saying something.

"Brother, you're waiting for Celery?"

"Yeah. She wants to eat out. I was hoping to sleep, but that will have to wait." Oliver said as he and Sam sat on a bench outside the station.

"How was today?"

"Nothing much. He's an irritating guy, you know that?" Trust Oliver to try to make it seem like a light conversation for Sam to have.

"I know."

"He wanted to see you. I'm pretty sure he still does. Asked Andy to give you a message, but she didn't accept it." Sam rested his elbow on his thighs, joined his hands and looked up at his friends.

"Why won't he just leave me alone?"

"Because you're the reason he's in prison, maybe." Oliver stated the obvious.

"Does he have access to a phone?" Sam asked as they both saw Celery's car parking next to them.

"I don't think so. Why? You're gonna call him?"

"No. I just don't want him to call Sarah."

They said their good byes and Sam waved to Celery. Walking back into the station he got ready to call his sister and tell her the news. 'Hey, Square, maybe dad will get an early release.' And that was surely something he didn't want to do, especially over the phone.