Thank you for all your encouraging words they really help me to write and force me not to be too lazy with my updates. A special thanks to aolande1 for giving me some good ideas for this chapter.

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Episode 3 had me gritting my teeth. Is Andy really that dim? What is wrong with that girl? Seriously!

Andy stretched lazily and sighed, she was to keep her contacts to a minimum and Boyd and Sam were really her only means of conversation. Boyd had grudgingly told her that she did well getting the date of the next drop off but now between her and Sam they had to find out the time and place of the next shipment as well as the names of other contacts.

Andy thought that she should stroll around the neighbourhood, get to know the area a little and also get some groceries in so that she could cook and pass a little of her time. The neighbourhood was a little rough around the edges and appeared to have a large Irish community. She bought in the necessary ingredients for her next few meals and slowly walked back to her apartment wondering what Sam was up to.

Sam woke up and was instantly alert and knew that he was going to have to try to get some more information today. He did not want Andy to be living here and mixing with the criminal element in the club for much longer. He worried about her constantly and wondered not for the first time if it was a good idea for her to be on this job with him.

He met with the 'boys' and ate at the local café. Mark and the others informed him that they had to go to the docks to unload a boat that had just come in. At last thought Sam something is happening. Later on that day after they had unpacked the boats with nothing remotely illegal and everything legitimate and above board, Sam was ready to pull his hair out with frustration. The only thing to look forward to was another night in the club giving him an excuse to interact with Andy again. He smiled to himself and walked off to his apartment to shower and change.

He swaggered into the club and his eyes immediately sought her out. He could see her behind the bar, much more heavily made up than he was used to seeing. She was wearing a short stretchy tight skirt and a cobalt blue halter neck top which suited her dark colouring beautifully. His breath caught in his throat at her beauty. Her eyes lit up as she caught sight of him. She quickly covered it up and asked him what he wanted to drink. She served him his order and he went to let the boss know that he was in. Tommy had a few odd jobs for Sammy to do around the club and the rest of his evening was his.

He sat at the edge of the bar and smiled winningly at Andy.

"Hey Andy, The rest of my evening is free and you are one lucky lady, cos I have decided to spend it with you."

Andy quirked one eyebrow at him and replied.

"Wow, lucky me getting to spend my time with a wide boy like you. I think that I would rather be run over by a 10 tonne truck."

"Oh, baby I can make you feel like you have been run over by a 10 tonne truck after you have spent the night having some sweet lovin' by Sammy boy."

Andy blushed but quickly retorted. "Well, I like my loving to be tender so that obviously rules you out."

Sammy immediately burst into a slightly off key rendition of 'Love me Tender' by Elvis.

Andy laughed in delight. As this playful banter was taking place both of them were moving in closer together and by now were only inches away from each other across the bar.

Totally keeping in part Sammy asked again.

"Well doll face how about me and you getting' to know each other a little better"

"Gee, sweet cheeks, I don't think so." Andy cheekily replied.

"I'm not really so tough, you know not with the ladies." Sammy turned on the charm, dimpling at her.

"No, I'll bet under that tough exterior lies a big soft pussycat."

"Oh, yes, you could bring out the tiger in me, I'll be anything you want me to be baby." Sam used his husky voice on her.

She melted instantly and leaned in to softly suggest that maybe he wouldn't need to change 'that much' to impress her.

They were almost touching when he brushed a stray hair out of her way. Her breathing hitched and his eyes darkened as he slowly leaned in to kiss her. A shout interrupted them as one of the patrons of the bar shouted up an order. Andy slightly confused by her encounter with Sammy offered up a shaky smile and moved off to serve the customer.

Sam put his face in his hands and groaned in frustration. A few minutes later he saw a perfect opportunity as Andy went to the basement to re-stock on some vodka. She was bending down to reach for a new case when she felt the hands on her hips.

"Do you need the help of a big strong man baby?" said a familiar voice.

"Well, yes this time I think I do thank you kind sir." She mocked.

"Surely a man deserves a little somethin' from the lady to show her appreciation." Sam pushed his luck a little.

Andy widened her eyes in mock innocence and asked. "Oh like what?"

"Like this." Sam replied, he still hadn't removed his hands from her and used them to propel her forward into his arms.

"Sammy!" She warned, but it was too late he was already lowering his head and she unconsciously tilted her head to accommodate him. The kiss was spectacular, it started out long and slow but swiftly moved to hard and demanding, both of them taking and giving as much as they could.

Sammy backed her up to the counter and lifted her up pushing her knees apart so that he could move even closer. Her hands were pulling his hair and his were running up and down her arms sending shivers all along her body.

She shifted to get a little more comfortable and inadvertently knocked against some beer bottles knocking them over. The sound brought both of them to their senses. They pulled apart shocked that they had let things get this far when they were both on the job.

"This is not smart, I could get fired if we get caught." Andy groaned.

"You're right, we could have blown this whole operation." Sam agreed guiltily.

Both of them shifted uncomfortably as they realised their teasing had gotten out of control and gotten both of them all riled up. Sam helped her down from the counter as she tried to fix her skirt and top into position. They stood awkwardly for a couple of minutes and Andy was shifting from foot to foot before saying that she was needed upstairs. Sam lifted the vodka up as he promised and Andy was careful not to get too close to him for the rest of the night.

Sam could have kicked himself never had he been so unprofessional undercover. He had to keep a tighter reign on his emotions. He walked around the club talking to different people and trying to get a handle on what was going down the following Friday.

One of the regulars Mickey Green let slip that he was wanted down the dock at 2am for a special delivery next Friday and Sammy perked up at the news. Finally things seem to be moving along, now if he could only concentrate on the job at hand and forget about how Andy made him feel.

He waited outside for Andy to finish and offered to walk her home. He put his hands in the air when she offered up a token protest.

"Hey no funny business, I promise Scouts honour."

"Huh, you were never a scout." Andy protested.

"Ah but if you get to know me better you'll find out if that's true" Sam rebutted.

They walked home together hands by their sides and not touching, but they could both feel the magnetic pull almost forcing them together. Sam gritted his teeth resolutely and ignored the feeling. Andy struggled to do the same.

When they eventually reached her apartment, Sam leaned in as though to kiss her and whispered to her the information he had found out to be passed on to Boyd. He placed a brotherly kiss on her cheek and waited while she got her key out and opened her door, he walked away as soon as she had closed her door behind her. He sighed, it was going to be a long torturous night for both of them.