Disclaimer: I don't own Rookie Blue.

A.N. The fact that my fanfiction account is acting up can't get me down now - Rookie Blue is coming back June 16 (pending the NBA playoffs - I don't think I've ever prayed for a four game sweep before...) and that is my last day at work as well! Way to kick off vacation - THANK YOU ABC!

A.N. 2 - This is it for this story - I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing! Thanks to everyone who reviewed/favorite-ed/alerted - you inspire me to continue writing.

When Andy walked into the supermarket, people immediately began staring at her. She was confused for a minute, until a woman walked over to her. "That officer didn't do anything to you, did he?" Suddenly it made sense why Rick said there was no line. Everyone in the store was trying to watch Sam and Andy. Unfortunately, there had recently been a report about a man dressing up as an officer and assaulting women. The van that she had parked next to made it so that no one in the store was able to see the exchange between Sam and Andy, but they had probably all seen Sam following her.

Andy looked at the woman and saw other customers pretending not to be eavesdropping. She forced down a laugh, knowing it would be inappropriate to laugh in this woman's face. "No, that's my husband. I'm also a police officer and I was injured yesterday. He just wanted to check on me." The woman looked skeptical so Andy pulled out a picture of her and Sam in uniform.

After seeing the picture, the woman nodded and apologized to Andy. Smiling, Andy quickly made her way through the store, grabbing everything on her list.

The drive home was quick. She unloaded the groceries and quickly made her way up the stairs. As she grabbed the stick, the smile on her face grew. She was glad she had not gone to get x-rayed yesterday.

She prepared dinner and then decided to take a nap. She was exhausted. She woke up and finished the last minute preparations. She set the table and filled Sam's glass with white wine while filling her glass with water. She was lighting candles when Sam walked in.

"Fancy, what's the occasion?" He pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

"I love you. Do I need a different occasion?"

Sam laughed. "I guess not. It smells great." He pulled her chair out for her. "M'lady."

Sam talked about his day over dinner. Andy loved to hear about the stupidity of the rookies, now that she was no longer a rookie herself. Rick himself was not so bad but one of the rookies made Dov's mistakes look insignificant.

The trouble began when she finished the water in her wine glass. Sam moved to pour her more wine. "Sam, don't."

Sam looked at her. "What's going on?" She wasn't a big drinker but she would occasionally have two or three glasses of wine when they had a 'special' dinner. He thought this constituted as 'special'.

Andy shook her head but wouldn't answer him. She hadn't thought about how she was actually going to tell him.

Sam waited a minute. She didn't respond. "Andy, sweetie, do you want to tell me what's wrong?" Sam got up and rounded the table to kneel by her chair.

Andy looked at him, tears in her eyes. She couldn't bring herself to speak. As the tears began to fall, Sam looked concerned and brushed the tears away. "Andy, please." He was begging and he didn't care. She was hiding something from him.

Instead of answering, Andy stood up and went to one of the cabinets. She pulled something off of one of the shelves and handed it to Sam. Sam looked at it for a minute and then smiled.

"You're…we're…" He realized her tears were tears of joy.

"I'm pregnant" she whispered "we're gonna be parents."

Sam pulled her close and kissed her soundly. When they broke for air, he looked at her. "How are you feeling?"

Andy smirked at him. "Fine, except for a little morning sickness but that normally goes away before work starts. I'm, no, we're going to keep this from everyone for as long as possible."

Sam looked at her. He knew this was revenge again for what had happened months ago. "How do you propose doing that?"

Andy smiled. "Zoe gave me plenty of tips of how to pretend I was pregnant, now we just have to do the opposite." She looked at his hands which were touching her stomach. "Which means no doing this," she touched his hands, "at work."

Sam rolled his eyes. "Are you going to tell anyone?"

"Zoe and Oliver. You're going to end up telling Frank, I'm assuming. Everyone else will find out when I start showing and I'm going to try to hide it for as long as possible."

Sam laughed. It was going to be a fun filled few months and the reward at the end was going to be amazing.

A.N. Thanks for reading - let me know what you thought of the epilogue.