I am completely blown away from the outpouring of reviews for the last chapter. I am speechless, I really wrote this thinking that maybe one of two people would like it, but more to get it out of my head.

I don't own Rookie Blue or its characters if I did we would be watching a totally different show.

I want to say a special thank you to the girls that help me edit, give my some ideas about what I have written. Without you I wouldn't have the guts to write this. Snapple, Ryder, Jdee, firstadream100

Sitting on the floor shocked at what just happened, Andy gingerly got up on her shaking legs. "I am just going to get that." She whispered, standing in front of Sam in just her nude panties. She walked over to Sam's shirt bent down giving him a great view of her butt.

The knocking persisted "Andy open the door. I heard a crash, so I know you are in there." Came the slightly angry voice of Chris. Andy grabbed Sam's shirt threw it on buttoned the buttons that were left. "Be there in a sec" she yelled. She looked at Sam, who just shrugged and smirked. Sitting on the couch with no shirt looking like a king on his throne.

Andy scrambled to the door, holding the bottom of the shirt she opened the door a crack. Poking her head out of the door

"Hey what are you doing here?" Her blush evident on her face.

"Andy is Nick in there with you?" he pushed the door a little "Is that a guys shirt you are wearing? Is that a Hickey on your neck?" He was getting more frantic as he started putting the picture of her together.

"Chris I promise you Nick isn't here. I will see you for lunch tomorrow." She skirted over the other questions trying to push the door closed. Chris's foot slipped into the crack keeping the door open he knew she was hiding someone. Before he could push the door open, Andy was pulled back and Sam appeared in the door.

"How can I help you Diaz? As you can tell I'm definitely not Nick." The anger and frustration rolling off of him in waves.

"No Offense sir, but can I have a word with you." He wasn't going to let anyone take advantage of Andy in the state she was in, even if it got him killed.

"Sure what about?"

"Privately!"

"Andy why don't you go to the bedroom for a second while Diaz and I have a word."

Sam watched as Andy turned, walking down the hall. He couldn't wait to follow her down the hall pick up where they left off on the couch.

"Swarek, can I ask what you think you are doing? Andy is in no state to be led on by you. And don't you have a girlfriend, sir? Andy deserves better than that." Chris was livid, what was with men and trying to take advantage of Andy while she was drunk.

Rubbing his hands through his hair Sam answered "Actually I broke up with her earlier tonight. And I really don't have to explain myself to you Diaz."

"I think you do, I don't care that you are my superior officer, but that woman in there is like my sister and I won't let anyone take advantage of her while she can't fend for herself. And you of all people, you have broken her already, you can't do this to her again. She won't survive this time."

Standing there with no shirt on, Sam could see how Chris thought what he did, and maybe he did owe him an explanation of some sort. "Diaz, Chris, I can promise you I am not taking advantage of her. She's it for me, I don't ever want to hurt her again. If she has me, I will make it up to her everyday for the rest of her life."

Chris was pacing back and forth in front of Sam, making him feel slightly dizzy. "I think you should leave Sam, I really do. If you mean it you need to work for her. Show her you mean it. I came here thinking I was going to have to beat Nick up and I find you here instead. I have half the mind to sleep on this couch if it means nothing happens."

"Diaz, I appreciate and respect that you are taking care of her, but if you don't leave this apartment in the next 2 minutes I will throw you out myself. What happens between us is between us. You need to let us figure this out. I will admit I came here to talk, and we got carried away. I need to talk to her. So leave." His voice rough and pleading. "Just trust me this one time Diaz"

Chris deflated seeing Sam in from of him half-dressed and looking like he was really sorry was too surreal. He really didn't want to leave but he was half scared of what Sam would do to him if he didn't. Sam had a way of scaring the hell out of him but at the same time he didn't want Andy to get hurt. He was torn, leave and she might get taken advantage of, or stay to potentially have a drunk Sam beat him to a pulp.

Sam rubs his hand through his hair down to his eyes. Proceeding to squeeze his nose in annoyance. "Diaz, please just leave already. I really need to talk to Andy."

"Fine but don't think I wont be back later to check on her. And if I hear you did anything to hurt her again." Chris huffed and walked out the door. Just because he was leaving did not make him a coward did it? He would be brave tomorrow.

Sam went to the door, shutting it, he locked all the locks. This whole talk with Chris had sobered him up. Leaning against the door he took a long dragged out breath. He needed to calm down, he really did want to talk to Andy before things got so wild. He just couldn't help himself when she opened the door looking the way she did. She always had that effect on him, one look at him with aroused half hooded eyes, a lick of her lips and he wanted to claim her as his. He was such a fool to think he would ever be able to replace that. He needed to talk to Andy really talk to her, he shouldn't have attacked her at the door like he did, he wanted to do this right this time. After this there was no redo this was it for him.

He pushed himself off the door and made his way down the hall to her room. "Andy, he's gone we can talk." No answer "McNally?" He opened her door and his breath caught. She was sprawled across her bed, one arm under her head and pillow, the other across the bed. Her legs spread eagle, she was dominating the bed, and sleeping. He sat down on the end of the bed just staring at her. Guess the talk would have to wait till the morning. He decided that he should get some sleep, trying to get on the bed he realized that she was taking up most of the bed.

He leaned down, slowly removing his shoes, and socks, until that moment hadn't realized they were still on his feet. Removing his belt from around his waist, he went to unzip his pants to take them off. He stopped thinking maybe he should leave them on just encase. He probably should go sleep on the couch, giving Andy and himself a better chance at talking in the morning. But now the pull of her was too much, maybe he would just sit on the chaise for a while and watch her sleep. Yup that's was what he was going to do, just for five minutes and then he would move to the couch. In her sleep she looked so carefree and it allowed him to pretend that he had never broken her. Closing his eyes he thought about what life would have been like if they had been normal.

Leave a review good or bad. I might be turning into a review whore after the outpouring from the last chapter. :-)