Andy's POV
The day had started like any other, but that's just it isn't it, you never really know when you wake up in the morning that this one day could possibly change your life in many ways forever.
This was the first day in a week, she woke up refreshed and looking forward to the day, she had finally had a dreamless night's sleep. No dreams of mister tall, dark, and handsome, Sam. She had let the missed opportunity get to her. All week she would find herself at the oddest times thinking about him, wishing she had the chance to get to know him better, there was just something that nagged at her, a feeling that they fit. That she and he could have and something, something most look for, but sadly few find.
It was okay though, today was going to be the start of something good. She had her focus and her smile back. Yes, the money was still in her freezer, his number was still in her phone, for some unknown reason he was even on her speed dial, number 7, but he was still there listed after her father, her best friend, her training officer, Oliver, and her other friends, Dov, Gail, and Chris. This unknown man was on her speed dial. Oh, and if you must know the pair of boxers were clean and hidden in the back of her sock drawer, a little creepy, maybe but she justified it with the thought he may want them back someday.
Alas, today was a new day, showered, fed, and grabbing some coffee to go from home, cause the coffee down at the station could give paint thinner a run for its money, she was out the door early, for once.
When she got to the station, she ran into Gail and Traci in the locker room. Both Traci and Gail commented about not only her early status, but also on the fact that she was looking better today.
Now, Andy had only told Traci the truth of why she had been looking distracted and maybe a little run down for the last week, but it seems everyone who knew her could tell something was not quite right. If Gail was noticing, she could only imagine what her training officer, thought of her.
The girls were ready and got to parade, claiming their front row seats, before most of the other officers had even made it in the room. The Sergeant got started, filling them in on and updates and cases. Andy was thinking that she would have to buy lunch for Oliver today as an apology to how she had been acting this last week.
To be honest she was completely zoned out, thinking of how to make it up to him, when she heard the Sergeant start issuing assignments for the day. She was more than shocked when she heard her name being called, who the hell is Sam Swarek? As Andy turned to try and find this new T.O. She saw him, standing in the back with Oliver and Jerry, getting pats on the back, and people shaking his hand, and welcome backs, and she was going to hyperventilate. It was him, her new training officer, her new boss, was none other than the man she had slept with last week. The man she had the best sex of her life with, the man she had wanted to run into more than anything, oh no, the man who thought she was a prostitute.
-Note—
So I have loved writing this story, and there's a lot more that I can do with it, however the reviews have died down. It looks like the interest has been lost; if this is the case I figured start now while I'm ahead. If this is incorrect, even better, so review if you would like me to keep going with this please, and if not it's been a pleasure.
Also, in case you were curious as to where Luke fits in this story, he doesn't. Sorry, but I have never like his character, and now that he is cheating and from what the previews show trying to move up the wedding, I'm secretly plotting his death again since the first shooting didn't take. Evil I know, but I would rather his air time be spent on Sam or Oliver. I really like Oliver, I wish there were more stories about him, or with his point of view.
