I wrote this, and I feel good about it, I had another idea of where to take this but this version came to me more easily.

I know most of you guys are happy with the direction I'm taking this, so, if you don't like it, don't read it.

Anyways, as always I apologize for any and all grammatical errors!

This chapter kind of picks up where the last one left off, you guys will most likely not be happy with the beginning but I shut it down pretty quickly.

ENJOY!

"So what's his name?" He asked her, he knew from the second she opened her door that her head wasn't here, it was somewhere else, with someone else.

"Huh?" She mumbled as her focus was brought back to him. Even since she agreed to go on this date with Luke, Chloe's order hockey playing, blue-eyed, blond haired brother, all she could was think about Sam.

The way he hugged her in his kitchen sent chills down her spine, still did at the thought of it, she knew there was something there, but the way he shut her out after Jerry died, it just seemed like he was trying to move on without her.

"The guy, or whoever has your mind wherever he is." As the words left his lips he realized nothing was going to happened between them, they weren't going to go anywhere because, clearly- she was in-love with someone else.

"It's uh, Sam, my ex-boyfriend." She shook her head lightly, it was hard to talk about him, actually anything to do with him was difficult.

"And why is he an ex?" Selfishly he wanted to know, Chloe had mentioned something about an ex, but she didn't give details, all she said was that it wasn't her story to tell, and it was none of his business.

"Like I told Chloe, I left, he stayed, nothing else to talk about, and a little tip for you know future relationships bring up a girl's ex, on the first date doesn't really win you any points." She knew she came across rude, and maybe a bit sarcastic but it was true whether they had a connection or not, you don't talk about ex's on the first date.

"Hey, listen, I saw it in your eyes from the second I picked you up that your head wasn't in it, your smile was clearly forced, and I haven't heard you laugh, like really laugh when Chloe suggested that she date your friend Dov from back home, since we got here. So what I mean is I know that this, isn't going anywhere which sucks because you seem like an amazing girl but you've clearly still got something for ex, and that's okay, as long as he's not an idiot like me and let's you go without a fight." He looked at his phone checking the time, it had only been 32 minutes since they say down, and the time was dragging on.

"Is it that easy to read me?" She asked honestly, it was something Sam always called her out, he could read her like a book.

"Yeah, kinda, I've never had to work this hard to keep a conversation going with a girl," He took a slip of his beer, she just gave him a look. Yes, he was cute, but he was also cocky, he knew he was hot, he knew he was talented, and she knew girls were always throwing themselves at him, she just wasn't one of them.

"Sorry, my head just isn't here, and I don't mean it's back at my dorm, but my head is at home, in Toronto, this was a mistake, is it okay if you just took me home?" She said, all she wanted to do was get back to her dorm, pack a bag, and take a cab to the airport and a hop onto a plane, a plane home.

After he got the bill, he drove her back to campus, and they both walked up to her dorm, to find Chloe sitting in their mini kitchen table, awaiting their arrival.

"God, you guys are home really early," She said, closing her magazine she was reading prior to the two walking through the door.

"Yeah I uhh, I'm just going to head to bed, sorry again." She responded, and just like that she made her way to her bedroom.

It wasn't until her door was shut, she let her true emotions out, her eyes filled with tears quickly, and her vision became blurry, mind spinning.

All she wanted to do was go home, see her parents, hug Traci, and just be whole again, she really thought she was doing a good job going out on her own, new school, new country, new friends, new life, she was finally able to shake all the fears she had back home.

Ever since her parents had gotten back together after her dad finally sobered up, she was always scared for the other shoe to drop, for the next thing to happen that would break her dad's sobriety, and have her mom leave again, and this time she might not come back.

Being here, she was free of the looks she got from some people when she told them her parents had in fact worked out their differences and actually happy together. She was in a place where no one knew her, no one knew her past, present or what would happen to her in the future.

She could be anyone or anything she wanted, but she decided to be the same girl, she choice to be herself.

She didn't even realize she was doing it, but when she looked down at her hands, she had already grabbed her travel bag and tossed it on her bed, and filled it with all her essentials clothing wise, and changed into more plane friendly attire.

Choosing to sneak from her bedroom to the bathroom, trying not to interrupt Luke and Chloe who were having a conversation on the couch, "So nothing?" She heard Chloe blurt out.

"Yeah, it's not that there wasn't something there, it was just that something else was in the way. I could tell by her face that she didn't want to be there, or maybe she did with someone else," He trailed off, Andy wasn't too sure if he had stopped talking or just lowered his voice after hearing open her door.

"It's Sam," Chloe said quickly like her life depended on it, "Sam, her ex slash it's not still over boyfriend," Luke gave her a look of confusion, how someone could be your ex but still your boyfriend kind of baffled him. "Ughh, what I mean is Sam and Andy were in-love, like love, love but she's also from Toronto, and clearly she's here in LA, and he's not."

Luke's face became more relaxed, his brows fell back to their normal position. "Ohh, I get it, they broke up but it's still isn't over sort of thing.

"Kind of in a way, Andy goes home from time to time and every time she comes back, it takes her days to go back to normal, she looks sad, stares at her pictures on her wall, it's awful, it's like watching her go through a break up all over again. I don't know what happens while she's gone, but to be honest this Sam guy is a ghost on social media,"

Andy had kept her position at the doorway of the bathroom, still listen on the sibling conversation.

"Chlo, honestly?" Luke said, sounding more like their father than himself.

"What?! When your roommate tells you about some love of her life, and their not so official break up, a girls gotta wonder what he looks like, or what they looked like together." Chloe shrugged her shoulders.

It was true, after Andy had told her about Sam, she almost immediately went on Facebook, instragram, twitter trying to find this guy, she searched Andy's profile, and yeah there were some pictures, not a whole lot.

As she stood there, she thought about it, Sam and her never really took photos, not like Traci and Jerry anyway, they went that type of couple, they just spent time together, it was them.

"Well, you need to be there for her because she clearly isn't over Sam, at all." She listen to the words the two spoke, and she realized that they didn't really know her, sure she had known Chloe for a few months, and knew all about Luke through Chloe, but they didn't know every detail about her, they hadn't known her for years.

Even though that was true they still could tell she was in love with Sam, they barely knew her but they could tell that she wasn't 100% here, because she left her heart at home.

She left her heart, with Sam, in Toronto.

Slipping into the bathroom, she grabbed her toothbrush, face wash, make up bag, and went back to her room.

Within 45 minutes, she had booked, paid for and printed a ticket home, it left LAX in 2 hours, she knew she could take a bus, but to be honest she didn't have the energy.

Finally zipping her bag up, she finished her phone call with the taxi service, it would be there shortly.

"Hey, Chloe? I uhh, I'm going to go home for a few days.." She trailed off, walking out of her room, to their tiny living room where the two siblings were still talking.

Chloe looked frazzled, she never understood how Andy could just pick up and leave as often as she did. This was trip number 4 and it was barely after midterms. She also couldn't understand how Andy could afford it, plane tickets from LA to Toronto couldn't be cheap, and Andy didn't work enough hours at the bar on Campus to cover her constant plane rides home. "Ohh, uhh, okay? Are you okay?" She asked nervously.

Her eyes started to fill with tears again, "No, uhh, but I will be I just need to go home, see my family, Traci.." She was going to continue but Chloe cut her off.

"And Sam?" She questioned quickly. "Andy, listen I know it must be hard for you being in a new place, not to mention a new country, without your friends or family but if you keep running, you'll never make a home here. If you keep running to Sam you'll never get over him."

"Okay, so you've known me for a few months and now you've decided what's best for me?" She knew Chloe cared about her, but Chloe knew absolutely nothing about her life back home, going through someone's Facebook doesn't mean you know anything about them, you only know what they want you to see."You have no idea what Sam and I have been through, you have no idea what home for me is, so yes, I'm leaving, and maybe when I get back you won't be so judgmental about my life choices."

Andy and Chloe had never fought, but then again they didn't really know anything about each other, just whatever the other one was willing to reveal.

"Yeah, and maybe when you get back you won't be such a bitch." Chloe said under her breath. as Andy walked out the door.

Waiting for her cab, she debated on calling her mom, maybe even Traci, let someone know that she would be coming home. Flipping her phone back and forth in her hand all the way to the airport, and trying to decided if she should call or not.

"Fifteen minutes until boarding, flight AYX LAX to Toronto Pearson Airport" The speakers rang on, she only had fifteen minutes to decide whether or not to call someone.

Quickly she made a decision, dialing, putting the phone to her ear, awaiting a pick up on the other end, "Hello?" She heard from the other end.

"Hey, it's me, it's Andy, look I know it's been a while to say the least and I'm probably the last person you want to be talking to right now, but I uhh, I could really use your help." She became nervous all of a sudden, worried that the phone call would end with her being hung up on.

"Uhh, okay McNally, shoot, what's up?" He offered his service, not too sure what he could do for her with her being so far away.

"Can you pick me up?" The phone call went silence, "From the airport, from Pearson airport in about uhh," She looked down at her watch factoring time difference, flight time, "In let's say 5 hours? Please"

"Wait you're coming home?!" She could hear the excitement in his voice, "Does S-"

She cut him off, she was determined to prove to herself that Sam wasn't the reason she was coming home, "No, he doesn't and I kind of want to keep it that way, for now." She felt bad not wanting to tell Sam but she didn't want Chloe to be right.

"Okay, McNally, I'll be there in 4 hours and 59 minutes." He told her jokingly.

"Thanks Oliver, I really appreicate it."

"Flight AYZ to Pearson Airport, now boarding," She looked around realized the people waiting around, had now formed a line, "I gotta go, I'll see you soon."

"See you soon McNally."

This was huge news, Andy was coming home, and she asked him, one Oliver Shaw to pick her up. By no means was this a romantic thing but this was and could possibly be on to the last chances Oliver had at getting these two kids back together.

It killed him to see his best friend, hsi brother not fully himself ever since she left. But this was a chance to make things right.

Grabbing his keys, and his jacket he decided he was going to set this plan in motion.

The last thing Sam expected to happen after a long day of work was to have someone banging on his door, this was now the second time this had happened to him, but then again, he didn't like to thing about how that last conversation ended.

Standing to his feet, beer bottle in hand, he made his way over to his front door.

"Sammy, brother, don't you look ravishing," Oliver yelled, allowing himself access into Sam's front hallway.

"Oliver, what the hell are you doing here? And uhh, why are you so chipper?" He asked confused, following his friend back into his own kitchen.

"Well Sammy, I've gotta ask you what are you doing 4 hours from now?" He wanted to play it out, let Sam put the pieces together, but he was really excited.

"I was hoping to be sleeping, but by the way you're looking at me like a kid on Christmas morning I doubt that will be happening, am I right brother?" He took a long slip of beer, whatever Oliver had planned was clearly going to take a lot of energy he didn't have.

"I need to be honest with you right now," He looked at his friend, who finally put down his beer bottle, and seemed to let the tension relax from his shoulders. "The past few months have been hell for all of us but especially you,with losing Jerry, and McNally leaving I know it's been really tough but I can't sit around and watch you mope anymore."

"Name one time you saw me mope." Sam stated bluntly, he thought he was doing a pretty good job of keeping it together, he was still in school, working full time around his schedule.

"I watch you mope on the inside, and I gotta be honest I bet you other people see it too." He was being honest, Sam wasn't the same guy after McNally left and it became more apparent after they lost Jerry.

"So, life happens people change, grow, move on, Oliver we can't keep living in the past, she left and Jerry's gone, we have to accept that and move on." Ever since Jerry died Sam notice Oliver held on to things a little tighter than normal, his girlfriend Zoe, his friendship with Sam, Noelle, even Frank.

"Just answer me one question," He said, pointing on hand at his friend.

Sam rolled his eyes, not ready to hear whatever was going to come out of Oliver's mouth next. In a way he knew what was coming so, he decided to answer in question before it was asked, "I miss her man, I wish I didn't but I do. Keep thinking about the future, kids, park on Sundays, real life, something more than this, with her."

Oliver's jaw dropped to the floor, he knew that Sam and Andy still had a connection but he didn't think Sam would openly admit it without a ton of prying and many beers.

"She's coming home." Oliver blurted out, after picking his jaw up off the floor.

"What?!" Sam said more confused at to what his friend was talking about.

"McNally is coming home; now, she called me about an hour ago asking if I'd pick her up from the airport." There were no major events happening that would be the reasoning by her return home, especially after her visit two weeks earlier. "Sammy, she'll probably kill me for doing this but you need to pick her up from that airport."

"I can't Ollie, not after the way we left things," It was true they hadn't spoken since she walked out his front door, their conversation was so scattered and messy, it felt so unlike them, but none the less he couldn't just show up at the airport.

"Screw how you left things Sam, you and this girl are meant to be together and if I have to watch you mope for a minute longer, or see some sad tweet from McNally's twitter I am going to smack you both so please, for the love of all that's holy, pick that girl up from the damn airport." Sam laughed to himself, he knew Andy had Twitter but she wasn't the sad tweeting type, she was the girl who would put on a poker face and act like everything's fine.

"Fine, I'll go." He didn't want to fight with Oliver about this anymore and he also really wanted to see her.

"Great, now get me a beer, you can't drink you have a mission that involves the ability to drive but you can spend the next," He glanced down at his phone, "2 and a half hours telling me what happened last time, and what you're going to say this time to not screw it up."

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