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Someone reviewed me that in America people don't give bread to babies.
Where I come from we actually do, but now that I think about it I actually knew that in America that probably isn't normal. I only visited America once, but when I was there I noticed the bread is really different from how we eat it here.

Let's just say Andy made Lissy some Dutch bread.

Chapter 11!

The rest of Sam's day was crazy. There had been a big car accident with multiple vehicles involved. At the beginning of the day he was riding alone, but later he had to take Diaz to make a death notification. Like every cop Sam thought that was the hardest part about being a cop. Telling people a loved one died was the hardest thing there is. Chris had never made a dead notification, so Sam had walked him through the steps. Sam took the lead, but he thought Diaz did a good job dealing with the family.

By the time Sam reached the locker room he felt drained. He had two hard shifts on a row, not to mention the personal stuff that was occupying his mind. He knew he had to talk to Andy, they needed to talk things through before they got seriously out of hand. At least if they put down all their cards, they could talk about it together. Make a decision together. Sam took a shower, normally he took fast showers, but today he took his time.

When he walked out of the locker room he ran into Nash.

''Sir, have you been by Andy's place? She mentioned you might bring her lunch today.'' Trace asked him.

''Yeah, why? Something wrong?,'' Sam asked concerned.

''No, she texted me she was fine but I know she hardly slept and was in a lot of pain. We were all sort of worried about her. Just wanted to know if she was really fine.''

Sam could see what his friend saw in this girl. She genuinely cared for people, just like Andy did. ''Nash, it's natural she's shaken up. She'll probably be in pain for a few more days, but she'll be fine.''

''Thanks sir,'' Traci told him.

Sam hated when the rookies called him sir, it made him feel old. He never bothered to tell them that, he just tried to ignore it as much as he could. Sam took out his phone out of his pocket and texted Andy.

-Is it okay if I come by right now? I'll bring dinner.-

His phone beeped just a minute later.

-Yeah sure-

Her reply wasn't very enthusiastic, but no matter what she would have to say. Sam knew they needed to talk. If he didn't like what she had to say he would learn to deal with it.

-Lissy home or dinner for two?-

-My dad picked her up.-

Once again a short reply. Sam decided to pick up Chinese food. He drove to a restaurant he knew was good. After that he quickly drove himself over to Andy's place. He knocked the door, but it took her a moment to answer it. He knew she probably just had a hard time getting up.

''Hey,'' she smiled weakly at him when she opened the door.

''Hey, I brought Chinese food, hope that's okay,'' he said while he walked into her apartment. He knew where she held her plates because of their lunch this afternoon. So he quickly got a few plates from the kitchen, before joining her in the living room.

''When did your dad pick Lissy up?''

''I called him right after you left,'' she told him. ''He came by immediately and took her with him after she woke up. He'll bring her back tomorrow afternoon.''

''Okay, that's good. Means you can get your rest.'' Sam sat down on a chair while Andy sat on the couch. ''You got any sleep?''

''Yeah,'' Andy picked up some food and started playing with it on her plate. Every now and then she took a small bite, but she was too nervous to actually eat a whole meal.

Sam noticed her tense up again, but he didn't really know how to start. He knew what he wanted, he also knew that he couldn't have it. ''McNally,'' he started.

Andy looked up at him, eyes wide and question written all over her face.

''McNally, just relax okay?'' Sam tried.

''What? I'm fine, totally relaxed.'' Andy looked Sam in the eye and he raised his eyebrows at her. ''What? I am!''

''Whatever you say McNally,'' Sam said.

''But..'' Andy started, she saw that Sam looked up again with an amused expression on his face, but decided to let that slide. ''You wanted to talk, so we probably should talk.''

''Right,'' Sam said. He shifted in his chair and looked at Andy again. ''Maybe we should eat first?'' Sam thought it would be easier to be focused at one thing right now. Plus when they would get into their conversation the food would probably be forgotten.

''Yeah sure,'' Andy said again nervously. ''So, how was your day?''

Sam smiled to himself, it really was impossible for her to just be silent. ''It was long,'' Sam said, not willing to get into any details again.

''Who were you riding with?'' Andy was interested to know what was going on at 15th while she was away.

''Diaz,'' Sam replied.

''You dumped him for lunch? That's mean,'' Andy said. Sam looked at her and rolled his eyes a little.

''I didn't ride with him till after lunch, but if I would've, I'm sure he would be fine McNally. Last thing I heard Diaz was perfectly capable of eating lunch without a partner to back him up.''

Andy looked at him for a moment before returning her attention to the food. They talked about light subjects while eating: the weather, TV and sports. When they both finished eating Sam quickly gathered everything and brought it into the kitchen. He threw the trash out and decided to leave the dishes. There were only two plates and cutlery. He opened her fridge and took out a beer for himself and a water bottle for Andy. He felt that it would save her a trip to the kitchen and she probably wouldn't mind. When he walked back into the room Andy looked at him.

''You always make yourself at home at other people's houses?'' Andy said clearly not meaning it.

''Just with you McNally,'' Sam handed her the water bottle and sat down again. ''So,'' he swallowed and looked Andy in the eye. ''We probably have one or two things to talk about.''

''Yeah, probably,'' Andy said. All of the sudden she seemed to be very interested in her water bottle. She was playing with the label and pulled it off slightly, only to put it back on again.

''Andy, you have to know by know that I care about you right?'' Sam said in a serious tone. It was impossible for her not to know, they had spend so much time together over the last few months. Of course the first few weeks they worked together had been tense, she arrested him and that cost him eight months of his life, but when he saw her potential he turned around his attitude.

After that they became partners, after that they became good partners. And over the last two or three months they became friends. Sam knew she had a lot going on and helped her out whenever he could. He knew she would do the same if he ever needed any help.

''Yes Sam,'' her voice brought him back from his thoughts. ''Of course I know that. But things are so complicated between us. I seriously don't know what to think anymore.''

Sam moved over to the couch so he could sit next to her. He planted on leg on the couch and sat on it so he was facing her. ''What do you think?''

''Oh no,'' Andy started. ''That's not fair. You can't expect me to put it all out there and then just tell me if I'm right or wrong.''

''Andy,'' Sam tried again. He took a deep breath and looked away from her for a moment. He was an action kind of guy, he didn't like talking. He especially doesn't like talking about feelings. ''We've got ourselves in a tricky situation here. Like I said I care about you, I don't want anything to happen to you.''

Andy was suddenly very invested in her water bottle again. She couldn't stop fidgeting with her hands. This conversation was not going smoothly, they were both just dancing around the subject.

''What are you afraid will happen?'' Andy asked him.

''A lot of things could happen Andy.'' Sam looked at her again and she looked back. ''If anything would happen between us and people would find out..'' Sam stopped for a moment to think. ''If people would find out they could fire you. I've been here for a long time, they would kick me behind a desk for a while, but I would be fine. You're new so for you it's different.'' Sam ran his hand across his face. ''And if they wouldn't fire you, there would be a lot of talk.''

''Talk?'' Andy asked not really getting the point. There always was a lot of talk and gossip going on at 15th. She knew that when she was dating Luke she also was the subject of some juicy rumors about getting favors from Luke.

''If people think we were sleeping together and I give you a positive evaluation, what do you think that looks like?'' Sam asked her. ''Even if they couldn't prove anything or fire you, this would follow you around Andy. I don't want anything like that for you.''

And laughed a little. ''Seriously Sam?'' Sam looked at her with a questioning look. He really didn't see what would be funny here. ''My mom left me, didn't want me. My dad has been an alcoholic most of my life, I'm a single mom and my daughter has no father because he didn't give a damn about me or her.'' Sam still looked at her, he didn't really know what that had to do with anything. ''You think I care about what people would say? I've been judged my whole life and of course that sucks from time to time. But by now I realize that I shouldn't care about what other people say, as long as the people I care about know the truth. ''

Sam looked at her and was slightly amazed at what she just said. He misjudged her, of course he knew her life hadn't been easy but he never thought about how it affected the way people looked at her. When he looked at her he saw someone that was so strong for going though all of that. He never thought about the fact she probably was fighting to beat prejudices all her life.

''Andy, nothing has to happen between us. We're good the way we are now and I'm fine with keeping things that way.'' Sam was lying, he wasn't fine with keeping things the way they were, but for her sake he could do it.

''I don't know,'' Andy answered him truthfully.

''It's fine Andy, I understand,'' Sam said disappointed. ''I think I'll just go and I'll see you okay? Take care.'' Sam tried to stand up put Andy's hand on his thigh stopped him.

''Sam, I mean I don't know because...'' Andy sighed and dropped her head to her hands. ''My life is complicated okay.'' She looked up to him and saw she had his full attention again.

''Andy, like I told you already, it's fine,'' Sam was disappointed but of course he wouldn't want to do anything that made her feel uncomfortable.

''No it's not,'' Andy interrupted. ''Look, things with Luke went south because he couldn't handle Lissy. He didn't understand that she is my first priority,''

Now it was Sam's turn to interrupt her. ''McNally,'' she hated that he was using her last name again. ''I'm not Callaghan okay, don't compare me to him.''

''Sam please, can you just let me finish?'' Andy looked at him and waited until he nodded before she continued. ''Luke wanted me to bring her to someone else for a few days so we could be alone. When I refused he got mad. And I'm not saying you are like him, everything you did for me already proved that you are nothing like that. But anyone who wants any place in my life gets Lissy too.''

Sam opened his mouth again but Andy shut him up by raising her hand.

''You told me I could talk,'' she said. ''Look Sam, I just need you to understand that being with me means that I can't go out whenever you feel like it. I can't lie in bed till noon or spent the night somewhere else. I've got Lissy to think about and she will always be my first priority, no matter what happens.'' Andy let out a breath when she was finished. Part of the reason things with Luke went south was because she hadn't been honest with him from the start. If she would have told him about Lissy immediately he probably never would have made a move. And even if Sam was different than Luke, he had to know Lissy was the most important thing in his life.

Sam moved closer to her and cupped her face with one hand. ''Andy,'' he moved his thumb over her lips and gave her a small smile. ''I know you love Lissy more than anything else, she should be your priority.'' Sam leaned in and pressed his lips to Andy's. It wasn't a kiss filled with passion, it was simple. Just two pairs of lips pressed together.

Sam backed away and pressed a kiss to her forehead. ''I'm not saying it will be easy all the time and I definitely think we should be really careful because of work and because of Lissy. But I hope you'll just give me a chance, we can wait till after you're cut loose if you want to.''

Andy smiled at him and pressed their lips together for just a second. ''I want that too,'' she said. ''But I really do think we should be careful. You already met Lissy and she likes you so that's not a problem, but I can't have her getting too attached.'' Andy realised what she was saying and quickly spoke up again. ''Not that I think..''

Sam stopped her. ''Andy, I get what you are saying. I actually think it's smart. We don't know what will happen and you have to protect her. It's what every good mother should do.''

Andy let out a relieved breath. ''But what is the point in waiting until I am cut loose? We both know that there is something here. Aren't we just fooling ourselves if we do that?''

''Maybe, but it also would be to make sure no one has any reason to doubt your skills.'' Sam said.

''If people would see us together two months after I'm cut loose, wouldn't they sort of make the same assumption?'' Andy asked him. ''They would just assume we were already together when I was a rookie or that you gave me a positive evaluation because you were trying to get into my pants.''

''I just want to make sure you are 100% sure about what you're getting yourself into,'' Sam said.

''Nothing in life is 100% certain,'' she said. ''But I know I can trust you.'' At that she moved her face closer to his again. He moved in two and they shared another kiss. She opened her mouth allowing his tongue access. They sat there for a few moments just kissing. After that afternoon Sam was sure to keep his hands to himself, he wouldn't hurt her again.

''Andy, we really should keep this between us,'' he said when they broke apart. ''At least until you've been cut loose for a while. I don't want to take any risks regarding your career.''

''I know,'' Andy muttered. ''We'll make it work.'' She moved her hand up to his face and traced his jaw. She pressed her lips to his again and sighed. She laid her head on his shoulder and put her hand on his chest.

''How's your stomach?'' Sam asked her.

''It's fine, hurts a little but I'll live.''

Sam moved away from her a little bit so he could look at her. ''Can I see?''

Andy hesitated for a moment before she slowly unzipped her hoodie and pushed her top up.

Sam looked at her stomach and saw that it was one big bruise. He slowly ran his fingers over her stomach, barely touching her so he wouldn't hurt her.

''Sam,'' she said. ''Sam, I'm okay.''

He looked back at her face and slowly put her top back in its place. ''Thank god for that.''

They both just sat together on her couch the rest of the evening. Sam didn't let her go to the kitchen to get refills, but told her he could do it. They talked, stole a kiss every now and then and just relaxed. Sam noticed her eyes were beginning to flutter every now and then and decided he should leave soon.

''Andy, I have to go,'' Sam said.

''Oh, yeah no sure you probably got places to be.'' Andy moved her head away from his shoulder where it had been resting.

''It's not that, but you're tired and you need your rest,'' Sam said.

Andy smiled at him, he always seem to put her well being first. ''I actually was feeling really rested to just lie here with you.''

Sam smiled back and kissed her again, he just didn't seem to get enough of her. ''You'll feel better sleeping in a bed, I promise.'' At that he stood up.

''Sam,'' Andy started. He looked at her waiting to speak up but she didn't say anything.

''Something wrong McNally?''

''No,'' Andy hesitated for a moment. ''It's just that, if you want to.. you could sleep here.''

Sam looked at her, of course he wanted to spent the night with her but she was hurt. This afternoon he hurt her when he just pressed her against him, there was no way he was going to do anything that would hurt her. ''Andy, you're hurt.''

''No, I don't mean that.'' Andy said. ''I just mean sleep, I know I'm not really in any shape to do anything else right now.''

Sam hesitated for a moment. He wanted to stay, but it would also be torture to lie in a bed with her and to not be able to touch her. ''If you're sure?''

''Positive,'' she said. She slowly got off of the couch and walked towards the bedroom.

''There's a new toothbrush in the cabinet in the bathroom,'' Andy said. ''I don't know if you want to shower?''

''No, I'm fine I showered at the station.''

''Okay, I'll just go brush my teeth.'' Andy left Sam alone and moved towards the bathroom. Sam slowly stripped down to his boxers and sat down on the bed. When Andy came out of the bathroom he got up and went in there. When he came out again Andy was already lying in bed. She lifted the covers for him so he could join her.

Andy stayed on her back, he knew that was probably to not have any pressure on her ribs. Sam moved on his side facing her. He pushed himself up again so he could hover over her. He brushed the hair out of her face and slowly kissed her for the last time that day.

''Good night Andy, sleep well.''

''I will, you too.''

Somewhere that night Sam woke up when he felt a hand tracing patterns on his bare chest. He opened his eyes and saw that Andy moved to her side while he moved to his back. The room was dark, but he knew she was awake.

''What's wrong?'' Sam asked her.

''Nothing, go back to sleep,'' Andy said.

Sam moved over to his side to so he could face her. The room was dark, but he could make out the features of her face. ''What's going on in that head?''

''Just thinking.''

''About?'' He really hoped she wasn't having any second thoughts. He really wanted to give them a try even if it meant sneaking around for a while.

''I'm gonna lie to my friends,'' Andy moved on her back slowly, still careful not to hurt her ribs.

Sam sight and rolled to his back to, he stayed there for a few seconds before rolling on his side again. Sam ran his fingers through Andy's hair and stroked her cheek with his other thumb. ''Andy, I've already told you. If you are not sure about this.''

''No, no that's not it I promise,'' she quickly said.

Sam let out a breath, he slowly kissed her before turning back to their conversation. ''We could always wait until you're cut loose,'' he said slowly. He didn't think that would work, he didn't even think they would be able to pull that off, but if it would make her feel more comfortable they could at least try.

''I kind of feel like we already had this conversation,'' Andy chuckled.

''If you're having seconds thought..'' Sam was really doing everything he could to give her an out. She shouldn't feel pressured about anything.

''Sam,'' she said. Andy moved her face up, cupped his face and kissed him. Andy ran her tongue over his bottom lip and Sam opened his mouth allowing her access. Andy slowly lay back again taking Sam with her. Andy was lying on her back and Sam was pressed against her on his side, his head was in an uncomfortable angle this way but at least he wouldn't hurt her ribs. Sam pulled his mouth away from hers and slowly trailed kisses down her jaw line and neck. Andy pulled on his head so he would kiss her on the lips again. Sam got the hint and kissed her lips one more time.

''Sam, I already told you that I want this.'' Andy moved her hand up again so she could touch his chest again. ''It's not going to be easy, but I want this. I want you.''

''Good, I want you too,'' Sam said. He was smiling widely and moved to lay down his head again.

''We can't be seen in public together,'' Andy said.

''Andy, we'll figure it out along the way. It's probably smartest if we avoid public places for now and don't tell our friends.''

At that he heard Andy sigh and he felt she moved her head so she could look at him. ''Rules suck,'' Andy said.

Sam laughed at her immaturity. ''We'll be okay Andy.''

''I know, just don't like lying to my friends. They are always there for me and I know they worry about me. Every time I needed a babysitter for Lissy, a ride when my car broke down or just someone to talk to, they were there. Chris and Dov are like my brothers and Traci is my best friend. Even Gail always did everything she could to support me.''

''You have good friends Andy and you're not lying to them. For your own benefit you'll just have to wait a while to tell them.'' Sam kissed the tip of her nose.

''I know.'' They both were silent for a few moments before Andy started talking again. ''Promise me something.''

''Go,'' he said.

''Don't favor me okay? In my evaluation just be completely honest. I really can't be that girl.''

''Andy stop worrying.'' Andy snorted and Sam knew she probably would never stop worrying about anything. ''I'm not going to favor you okay? I know you have the ability to be a great cop someday, but I can still see the things you need to grow in.'' Sam stroke her cheek again. ''I promise you that everything I'll write down in my evaluation will be true.''

''Good,'' Andy said.

They moved towards each other and shared another kiss. Andy was amazed with how much of a gentleman Sam was being. They kissed a lot during the night, but he kept his hands to himself knowing she was hurt. When the kiss broke they both moved back to their own pillows.

''Sleep Andy, we'll be okay,'' Sam said.

''We will.''

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