AN: Hello beautifulllsssss! Thank you for my lovely reviews. I'm going to Coventry tomorrow morning to go University hunting so will probably not have a chance to write! Sorry! So here is an update. Some of its really soppy, But I warn you, Sam and Andy are not going to make up straight away, I'm trying to keep it a little realistic, She was hurt, she isn't going to go running to Sam as soon as he flashes those little dimples, however hot he is! AND OMG! I follow the writers on twitter, some of the photos they post are amazing, so if you want and information about next season, stalk their twitters!

I do not own rookie blue

Charlie xx

Work had been going well. Tommy seemed to be doing better, more on the ball and Sam felt like he was beginning to feel comfortable in the job. He hadn't asked about Andy, he wanted to know, of course he did, but he had come to terms with the fact that he screwed up, they both screwed up and that trying to build any kind of friendship would be too hard and confusing for the both of them. Tommy had mentioned her in passing. He would listen to Tommy talk about Andy's latest drama's and the issues that Tommy thought she was having. Sam was even more concerned by the fact that Tommy reckoned Andy had been dating some boy called 'Jack'. Sam wanted to shake Tommy and warn him off of the low life but that would have meant getting Andy in trouble and Sam was not willing to take the venomous back lash for causing Andy another heart break. In all honesty he couldn't believe she had gone back to him, after the whole Coke incident and Andy talking about how much of a jerk he had been to her, he really thought that she would steer clear. After really think about it Sam realised how stupid his presumptions had been, Andy liked to rebel, it's how she got her kicks and even more so she wants to be needed, to be wanted by someone. Sam had failed in that department and so she was looking elsewhere for it, even if that did mean she was shaking up with some dirt bag. So apart from Andy's issues occasionally playing on him mind Sam was getting along with life pretty well.

The penny was crowded that night. A big bust had gone down that rookies were kept far away from in order to avoid any screw ups, but t did mean that everyone with a celebratory mood. He saw Tommy McNally at the Bar, Orange Juice in hand. He nodded at him before heading over to Jerry and Oliver and a girl who looked rather like Gail peck.

"Sammy brother, you finally got your ass out the shower" Oliver was clearly on his way of to merry land and he hooked his arm over Sam's shoulders.

"Yeh, had to wash the smell of you away" they chatted and exchanged banter for a while before the conversation turned slightly more serious.

"You have been looking at your phone all night, what the deal" Jerry held Gail's face as his questioned her, Sam and Oliver looked up from their beer.

"It's nothing"

"it's something"

"Fine, its Andy, she's been really on edge lately, scared of everything, something's not right and I haven't heard from her in like 3 day's"

"Maybe she just has something on her mind"

"No this is different, ever since her dads been back she has been partying harder, doing things she shouldn't, and got the world worst boyfriend"

Sam was worried. Like generally worried. He thought Andy was bad when he stayed with her but if she's gone harder then he dread to think. He listened as Gail continued

"Even though she was going a bit more wild, she still rung me every night, we talked for hours, but now. I suppose I'm just a bit worried"

"Has Tommy seen her?" It was Sam asking the questions this time.

"I don't know, he leaves Andy be, ever since..." She looked Sam in the eyes knowing he knew what she was on about, he nodded understanding.

"I'm sure she is fine, just having a good time" Oliver declared, lighting the mood.

"If you say so"

Nothing else was said about Andy that night. Gail continued to check her phone every 5 minutes, and Sam continued to stare at her every time she did hoping to see some kind of response. The night ended, many officers headed home drunk, Sam was for once not one of them. After dropping Oliver, Jerry and Gail home he headed back to his apartment where he was looking forward to crawling into his bed, ready to enjoy his few days off. He got changed into plain PJ bottoms and removed his shirt heading to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. He was heading back to his bedroom when he heard his buzzer go. He walked over to his intercom whilst checking the time, who rings a buzzer at two in the morning? The murmuring voice on the end of the line answered that.

"Sammy"

"Andy? Is that you?"

"Yeh, Er you fancy letting me up?" He pressed the button to realise the door and opened his apartment door and waited for her, the lift doors opened up right in front of his apartment. There leaning against the back of the elevator was Andy, bent over, holding her side, whilst using her free hand to grip the railing, her cloths looked ragged and torn and her breathing was heavy, as if she had been running, it wasn't until she looked up that Sam really saw the damage. He took a sharp intake of breath as he walked towards her at speed. He helped her against him as they went into his apartment. Sam kicked the door shut behind him before turning Andy to look at him. His fingers lightly fluttered around her face surveying the damage. She had a nasty gash across her eye brow and a split lip, possibly a bloody nose, It was hard to tell and the head wound was leaking badly. Her face was also starting to turn black and blue from where bruises were becoming visible. His hand gripped her waist as he tried to support her, she hissed at his action. He stopped trying to move her again and brought his hands round towards the hem of her top trying to lift it, her hands shot above his, holding them tightly trying to keep the top down. Their eyes met and the look on Sam's face made Andy realise her hands letting Sam lift her top again.

"Andy" He breathed her name. And was surprise to hear her laugh and then hiss at her own action.

"It looks worse than it is"

"Who did this?"

"It doesn't matter"

"It does, was it Jack? I'm so sorry I let him do this to you"

"So what if he did, I'm not hear for your pity. You told me if i needed your help then I should ring or come round right?" he nodded "Good, then just help me get cleaned up and I'll be out of your way. I just can't go home like this and Gail is at Jerry's"

"Andy come on, this isn't right" he looked up at her face which shows no emotions and nodded. "Fine, the shower is in the bathroom" He pointed to a door "And once your cleaned up ill help you dress your wounds" He looked her up and down. "Do you want some to change into?" she nodded. He walked into his room leaving Andy standing in his lounge and found a pair of sweat pants and a hoddy before walking back and handing them to Andy.

"Thanks" she took the cloths and headed straight to the bathroom. Sam headed to the kitchen and pulled out the first aid kit and an ice pack, ready for when Andy had finished her shower. He waited half an hour for Andy to emerge. He was shocked to see her in just her underwear until she spoke.

"I have a few more cuts then I thought I did" she said pointing at one on her upper thigh and turning to reveal a nasty one on her back.

"Right"

"Where do you want me?" She watched as he tapped the kitchen work bench. He helped her up as she couldn't fully hold her own weight.

"Don't get any ideas Sammy, heard this is your favourite position" He smirked and her sly remark. Even black and blue she still couldn't help but crack a joke.

Sam went about dressing her wounds cleaning them all and making sure there was nothing ground into the cute before bandaging them. He came to the one at the top of the leg and re noticed the tattoo that he had ignored when they kissed the first time. It was a police badge rapped in rose stems. He rubbed his thumb across the tattoo.

"That your Dad's police number?"

"Yep, the police force is the most important thing to him, so I'm the most important thing in his life, It just felt right to get it" she shrugged her shoulders as the explained. She slowly brought her legs up until they were crossed and made her spin around so she was facing the cupboard so Sam could work on her back. It was here that he found her third tattoo. It was a series of wors written under her neck between her shoulder blades. It read 'Never regret something that once made you happy" He couldn't help but laugh at the irony.

"This one's beautiful" He talked as he poked at her back placing a bandage on the wound.

"I got that one last week"

"I thought you had three tattoo's"

"Yeh, I did, I got another one so now i have four"

"Where's your other one" She smiled,

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

He finished wrapping and tapping and covering all her injuries before helping her over to bathroom where she got changed into his cloths. she joined him on the sofa around 5 minutes later, gratefully taking the pain killers and water that Sam offered her.

"What been going on Andy?"

"I told you, It isn't your business"

"You in my apartment Andy, covered in blood and bruises, you have made it my business"

"Fine" She got up hobbling to the door reaching down to put on her combat boots.

"Andy come back, I just want to know your ok"

"Really? You care how I feel now? Sam you hurt me more than these cuts and bruises have. You basically called me a manipulative bitch, and then you went off and didn't talk to me for 3 months. I felt like trash!"

"That's not how it is Andy! I got a bit scared, if your dad found out I could have lost my Job, I could have gone to prison"

"I was 18 Sam 18!"

"The first time it almost happened you weren't"

"I wouldn't have told him anyway"

"I know that now, I'm sorry Andy"

"Stay the night? You can have the spare room. You can't go home like this"

"Fine. I'll be gone first thing. I don't need your pity"

"You need to report him Andy, what if he does it to someone else"

"He won't, I was his girlfriend and I wouldn't put out. With people like jack you do what they want when they want. I broke his rules, he broke me, He will give it one day. He just won't know when, but I'll make sure he is looking over his shoulder every day until I get him back. Where's the room?"

Sam pointed to a door, disturbed slightly by Andy's words.

"Sheets are clean, See you in the morning"

"If you're lucky Sammy"

And with that she diapered into the bedroom. Sam followed suit heading to his room. That was an interesting night.