Three Months Later.
"How's Andy doing now with the whole Marlo thing?" Oliver asked Sam as they moved over to a table in The Penny and took a seat with their drinks.
Sam sighed a little as he sat down and looked over to his friend. "She doesn't say much about it to be honest. We as a couple are good…happy…but as soon as Marlo is around her whole mood changes. She distances herself from me. I know it's killing her not knowing. It's killing me if I'm being honest."
"I thought there was a test they could do when woman are pregnant to know who the dad is if they weren't sure?" Oliver asked looking to him.
Sam nodded. "There is and Marlo was going to have it but there is a risk of miscarriage and it was a risk she wasn't willing to take." He told him with a sigh. "I don't blame her for not doing it. It's a frightening thought. Especially if you're so far along. Just feels like she's been pregnant forever and it's never going to end." He admitted playing with his glass a little.
Oliver nodded to him. "Still I don't blame McNally…it's hard on her. Hard to accept. Not something you're just going to get over in a blink of an eye especially after everything you went through with the loss of your child with her."
"I just wish she wouldn't push me away…it's not like I asked for this to happen."
"I know pal but shit happens and we just got to deal with it best we can." Oliver told him with a smile. "Marlo will be going on maternity leave in a couple of weeks; hopefully things will be easier on you then. When is she due anyway?"
"Think she has about nine weeks left." He shrugged a little and sighed. "She gave me a scan picture of her last scan…"
"Did you show Andy?"
Sam shook his head. "No. I didn't want to upset her. I knew it wouldn't go down well."
"Well what have you done with the scan picture? You know all hell will break lose if she finds it…"
"She won't find it. I gave it back to Marlo. She's acting like this baby is mine. She hasn't sent the other guy a photo…she's putting me in an impossible position. I feel like right now I have to choose between Andy and my possible unborn child."
"Look man…if this baby is yours…Andy needs to accept that. And you need to tell her that. She can't go around kicking off at any opportunity. She needs to remember she's a cop and that means she has to be professional especially in our line of duty." He told him looking to him. "It's horrible what happened to Andy…but she can't throw all the blame on Marlo. She can't use that woman as a punching bag. What happened was not Marlo's fault. It was Steve Peck's. If she wants to throw the blame then she really needs to throw it his way not Marlo's."
"I know I know." He mumbled before he ran his fingers through his hair and looked to him. "What do I do Oliver?"
"I think you need to go home…and talk with her. It's not fair on Marlo and it's not fair on you. The air needs to be cleared. It's been three months since you found out Marlo was pregnant…you can't keep walking on egg shells until this baby is born. It needs to be sorted now."
"You're right." He mumbled as he picked up his drink and took a sip before he looked to his watch. "I'll finish this then head home. Hopefully she would be calm enough and we can discuss this properly without us ending up in a shouting match." He sighed and downed the rest of his drink. "Better get your couch ready in case she kicks me out." He mused with a chuckle before sighing as he got to his feet. "I'll catch you tomorrow."
"Bye Sammy." Oliver mused as he took a sip of his own drink as he watched his friend leave the bar.
Sighing to himself Sam slipped his coat on and headed out of The penny. Zipping his coat up he headed back to the house. He knew Oliver was right. They had to talk about this and like adults. Making a quick and swift walk back he soon put his key in the door and headed inside as he arrived home. "McNally?" He called as he shut the door behind him, putting his keys in the bowl on the side as he glanced around.
"I'm up here." Andy called from the bedroom as she headed into the bedroom to get changed after having a shower.
Taking a breath Sam then headed up to the bedroom, going in he smiled to her as he lent on the doorframe, arms folded across his chest as he watched her.. "Hey you…nice shower?"
Andy gave a slight nod. "Yes. Needed it after that shift. Stupid teenagers threw eggs at me and Chloe." She grumbled with a shake of her head as she ruffled her wet hair with a towel. "Got everywhere. Thought Chloe was actually going to lose her temper for a second." She mused with a chuckle.
Sam pouted. "Not fun." He raised an eyebrow and laughed. "Chloe? Lose her temper? Is she actually capable of doing that?" He asked with a chuckle.
"Apparently so. Well so she tells me anyway. I am yet to see it." She laughed before she looked to him and frowned a little. "Everything okay? You seem like you're in your own little world there."
He looked to her before he then sighed a little and nodded to her giving a slight shrug. "Yeah was just hoping we could talk."
Andy frowned a little. "Talk? About what?" She asked as she dried herself off and slipped on a pair of shorts and a vest.
"Marlo." Came Sam's simple answer as he looked to her.
"I don't want to talk about Marlo." Sighed Andy as she brushed passed him and moved the wet towels into the laundry basket.
"Well that's tough because we are going to talk." Sam told her firmly. They had to! Following Andy he soon took her hand and bought her back into the bedroom and moved onto the bed. "We can't avoid this conversation forever. We have to talk."
Rolling her eyes a little Andy sighed, reluctantly sitting on the bed she looked to him and gave a slight shrug. "There's nothing to say."
"Yes there is." He sighed as he looked to her. "Andy I love you more than anything…you know I do. You know I would not be the man I am today if it wasn't for you. I wouldn't be here without you. But you cannot use Marlo as a punching bag anymore. What are you going to do if this baby is mine? Despise that baby as much as you despise Marlo?" He asked with a sigh.
"No of course not." Sighed Andy before she looked to him. "It's just so hard right now…not to hate her." She whispered with a sigh.
"I know…and I know it's so hard right now after what we lost…but it wasn't Marlo who caused that explosion. It was Steve. He admitted to you that it was him! I know you resent her right now...but I need you. I need you to stick by me. If this baby is mine I need you to stop hating Marlo…I don't want us to fight over this or fall out about it. But this is something I want us to share together…if this is my baby I want you to be a part of its life just as I will be…I want you to do this with me. Please…do this for me. Not for her. For me." He begged as he looked to her a sigh passing his lips as he kept his eyes locked on her.
Listening to him, Andy then sighed as she hung her head a little, slightly ashamed of herself and what she put him through the last couple of months. "I'm sorry. I know I haven't made this easy for you. And like you said it's not fair on Marlo. This should be a relaxing time for her…not…stress that I'm probably causing." She mumbled before she then looked to Sam. "I will try…I will try to be civil with Marlo for the sake of you…for that baby." She whispered as she moved her hands to his and gave his hand a gentle squeeze. "If that baby is yours? I promise I'll stand by you. Every step of the way. I'll do my best." She promised as she looked to him. Offering him a soft smile she lent in and pressed her lips to his. She didn't want them to fight. And she did agree. She did need to stop hating Marlo. They were in this together. She couldn't walk away from him. She never would. But she needed to get her act together for the sake of him and for the sake of his possible child. It wasn't fair for her to keep acting like this. This really was the time for them to be sticking together. She didn't want to lose Sam.
