A/N: I'm sure by now most of you have heard the announcement. I am heartbroken even though I figured it was coming. I can't imagine that what we saw in September was really the end. These characters have been such a part of my life these last 5 years, I don't know what I am going to do.
This chapter is dedicated to the entire cast of Rookie Blue and the crew that helped make a show we fell in love with. Special shout outs to Missy and Ben for creating two of the best characters I've ever seen. Also, to the entire #teamandyonsam ship on Twitter, you ladies have been the best part of all this. I wouldn't trade our hilarious and serious conversations for anything.
I'm so glad everyone liked the last chapter. I really wanted Sam and Andy to make love instead of having sex and to be able to show there is a difference between the two. I feel like we don't see that happen for them until season 5 and while it was an amazing scene, I wish we had been given it sooner.
There's a lot of talking in this chapter.
Also, I couldn't help but throw the Adele song in the mix in the last chapter. That was my wedding song, and I really did first hear it watching Bones and it made me cry.
Nope, none of it belongs to me other than the words on the page.
Chapter 12
Thursday
Sam woke to the morning sun streaming through the patio curtains. He forgot to close the shades the previous night, having fallen asleep with Andy after making love to her. He turned to the side to look at her still sleeping form. She looked so peaceful and so incredibly beautiful in this moment. The morning sun was just catching her hair, fanned out above her head. She was still naked, as was Sam, at some point during the night one of them had woken up long enough to pull the covers over them. The bedsheet was slipping down just enough that Sam could see a nipple. The whole sight was calming and incredibly erotic. Not wanting to disturb Andy, Sam slid his arm out from under her head and quietly crawled out of bed. He went to the patio, closing the blinds, shrouding the room in darkness once again. The phones were cordless, so after he checked to make sure their built in door sign was on 'Do Not Disturb', Sam snuck into the bathroom to call room service and pre-order breakfast to be delivered later in the morning. He then turned off the ringer on the phone just in case any of their friends decided to call. He slid back into bed next to Andy, she must have sensed him in her sleep because no sooner had he made himself comfortable did she roll over and cuddle up on his chest. Sam smiled at the thought of a move like this being so instinctual for her. As if her body craved the contact she knew would be there. Sam had never been much for cuddling. The few girlfriends who did stay over always stayed on one side of the bed while Sam stayed on the other. He liked his space when he slept, except when he slept with Andy. All he wanted to do was pull her in as close as humanly possible and never let go. Sam kissed her forehead and drifted back off to sleep.
A few hours later Andy woke up feeling like she had slept for days. Wiping sleep from her eyes she looked around as thoughts of the previous night crept back into her mind. She turned to find Sam still sleeping. She smiled at the man. She's never seen him look as relaxed as he did next to her. There was no tension in his face and even a hint of smile played on his lips. He was gorgeous. As she recalled the previous night's events she couldn't get over how romantic he had been. While Andy was not the kind of girl who needed that, it was nice to get every once in a while. Andy glimpsed down at her new charm bracelet, smiling as she fingered each of the charms. She knew she would keep adding to the bracelet and by the time she was finished it would hold many memories of her time with Sam.
Andy was going to get up for coffee, but Sam looked so peaceful lying next to her, she didn't want to disturb him. Deciding they needed a day to sleep and do nothing, Andy laid her head back on Sam's chest and drifted back off to sleep.
They both woke to the sound of knocking at the door. Confused for a second before realizing what time it was, Sam went to answer the door and bring in their breakfast. Andy smiled, leave it to Sam. Everyone thought she was the planner, but it seems someone else in their group was as well.
"Sam Swarek a planner, who would have thought?" She kidded with him.
"I make plans when they're important," Sam told her.
"Oh, so I guess I'm important, huh?" She teased.
"Very," he told her, kissing her as she climbed out of bed to sit at the table.
After breakfast they sat on the patio, contemplating how to spend their day. Part of them didn't want to leave the suite, wanting to stay in this little paradise they carved for themselves. On the other hand, their vacation would be ending soon. They planned an excursion for tomorrow, and their spa day and dinner was Saturday. Sunday was their last full day before they flew home Monday morning. Begrudgingly, they decided to join the rest of their friends.
As they were leaving Sam's suite, they ran into Traci and Jerry. "Hey! We were wondering when you would decide to join the land of the living," Traci joked. Sam and Andy laughed as the foursome made their way outside, heading for the beach.
Traci linked arms with Andy, whispering "so, how was your date night?"
Andy laughed, her best friend got straight to the point. "It was amazing, Trace, truly amazing. It was so romantic. I didn't know Sam could even be like that. We went to Simon Mansion for dinner and he took me dancing on that outdoor reception area. They had a deejay last night. Did you know Sam can salsa? I forgot to ask him where he learned, I was so caught up in the moment. He took me back to his room where he had a vase filled with the most gorgeous roses, a bucket of champagne, strawberries, rose petals scattered everywhere, candles, and soft music playing. He set everything up with the concierge before we went to dinner. He also got me a present, Andy told her, showing Traci the bracelet. We made love Traci, like really made love. I swear I've never experienced anything quite like it before in my life. It was so slow and loving, yet so intense." Andy sighed. If she had known life would be like this, she would have taken Sam off ice a long time ago. It would have saved her from unnecessary heartache.
Traci smiled, "I heard about the bracelet. Zoe told me at dinner. Who knew Sam had it in him?" She joked. "But seriously Andy that's great. You deserve some romance. I know you and Sam are not those people in general, but it's always nice once in a while. Jerry is a romantic at heart, so much so that when we were first dating I finally had to tell him I didn't need to be constantly wined and dined," she giggled, remembering that conversation. "He still does it, but we also have a nice balance of everything else."
"Do you think we're moving too fast?" Andy asked suddenly, the thought hitting her like a ton of bricks. I just realized we've really only been together for what, two-three days? It's like we've done everything backwards, I mean we've said I love you, he's bought me jewelry and the fancy dinner…" she trailed off, a look of worry slowly beginning to replace the smile that had been permanently plastered on her face since she and Sam first talked.
"Oh, Andy, no… no hunny, don't think that. You and Sam are moving along just fine. If anything, you are making up for lost time, I think. You have to remember that you are in a unique position here. You two have already been partners for a while. You have been developing a relationship and feelings for the better part of two years. You've also both been hiding your feelings for almost as long. I think we would have been shocked if you hadn't admitted you were in love with each other, because girlfriend, we've all known that for a long time now." Andy shook her head, laughing. Traci was really persuasive and as she thought about her best friend's words, she knew they were true. "You're right, I guess. I think it's all starting to catch up with me and I hadn't had time to stop and think about how fast this has really gone."
"Are you happy, Andy?" Traci asked her friend. "Yes, I've never been as happy and content as I am now," Andy responded, sincerely.
"That's all that matters," Traci assured her. "Your friends all know, have all seen things developing between you and Sam. Trust me, none of us are shocked. Are there probably going to be whispers in the hallways when we get back to 15? Sure, you know how it is there, but the people who matter already know, and we're all behind you. Frankly, we're happy it happened when it did. If I had to spend this entire vacation watching the two of you dance around your feelings, I swear I would have locked you in a room together and refused to let you leave until you figured it out!" Traci and Andy both laughed at the thought. Andy didn't know why she was suddenly worried. Traci was right, all that mattered was that she and Sam were on the same page, and that they were happy.
They caught up with the rest of the group, already tanning on the beach. Ollie and Frank had borrowed boogie boards from the beach bar and were riding the waves. Noelle and Zoe were reading. Everyone seemed very relaxed and nodded in greeting when Sam and Andy arrived. After putting their things on chairs, Sam turned to Andy. "Jerry and I are going to join Frank and Oliver in the ocean for a little, someone needs to show Ollie how that's done," he joked. Andy laughed and nodded as Sam leaned down to kiss her. "Have fun! Try not to drown each other!" She joked.
Dov and Sue, who had decided to stay in their room for the morning, eventually joined everyone else on the beach. Gail and Chris were at their spa day. Traci filled Andy in on everyone else's night, which Andy learned had been very relaxed. "We all went our separate ways," Traci told her. "Jerry and I ordered room service and hit the resort shops. We stopped in at the Moon Lounge for a drink and had some late night Sushi before they closed. It was very nice. We walked by the outdoor dance you were at, but neither of us felt like dancing so we kept going. I'm glad we didn't stop, you two needed that for yourselves," she said, smiling at her friend. "Anyway, we heard from Gail before we went to bed and it looks like we might hit Oro tonight."
Oro was the Hard Rock resort's nightclub. It had been listed as one of the premiere entertainment venues in the Caribbean, attracting many the celebrity and professional deejay. Andy was excited. They didn't often go to clubs, preferring nights at the Penny after a long shift. She couldn't think of the last time they had gone clubbing.
"Sounds good to me! I can't imagine Sam in a club," she giggled. "Me neither. Or Ollie, Frank, Zoe, or Noelle, for that matter," Traci laughed. "I'm not going to lie, I can't wait to dance with Sam again," Andy told her friend, "he really does have moves."
"Umm after hearing about your first night together, I would have been shocked if he didn't," Traci told her, pointedly.
"Traci! Oh my God, remind me not to share anymore details with you," Andy glared at her.
Traci laughed, "you love me and you know it. You also know you're going to share… it's what we do." "True, true," Andy admitted. The women laughed and decided to head out to the water for a little. The sun was hot, and high in the sky. There was a nice breeze, but unlike being at the pool, they felt the slight humidity more by sitting in the sun instead of cooling off in the water. They waded in to their waist, still marveling at the fact they could see their feet. "I swear this place has ruined any beach vacation we ever take," Andy told Traci.
"I know! We definitely don't have bars and beachside meal service. And the water is not at all clear. This place is amazing. It's going to be really hard to leave on Monday, although I do miss Leo. He would love it here. Maybe next time," Traci said wistfully.
"I know what you mean, I don't want to go back," Andy admitted. "Everything here is so right and so perfect, what if everything at home is…not" she finished.
"It's going to be different, and it's probably going to take some time for you and Sam to adjust to your daily lives, but you will do it together, and let's be honest, I think the only major change will be where you end up sleeping. You and Sam spend a lot of time together already. You're together at work, ten, sometimes twelve hours in a squad car, you hang out after work at the Penny and I know the last few weeks you've been hanging out beyond that," Traci smiled, remembering when Sam had asked Andy if she wanted to grab dinner a few weeks ago. Everyone thought something would come from that night, and there were a few disappointed people the next morning when Sam and Andy walked into parade like nothing ever happened. Ollie was the only one smiling. He cleaned up on that bet. "if anything, you will need to learn to spend some time apart. It will be fine, I swear."
"You're right, but you are also forgetting Luke isn't here. He was hell bent on "talking" when we came home. Told me he wasn't giving up," Andy sighed, remembering their last, not so pleasant conversation, "I really don't want to have to go back to that reality. I knew before we left that there was zero chance of me ever changing my mind about Luke, he just wouldn't take no for an answer."
"Andy, do you really think Sam will let you deal with him alone? It's been killing him to let you handle this. Literally. Last week I watched Jerry and Ollie literally keep their hands on Sam so he would stay in his seat and not go to your rescue when Luke tried to corner you at the Penny. Sam will kill him. It will probably be worse than retrain. I don't think you will need to worry about Luke. I also think you need to let Sam confront him. Luke, while clearly stubborn and an idiot, knows better than to mess with Sam. He knows Sam is holding back, biding his time."
"This isn't Sam's fight though, Trace, this is mine." Andy insisted. She knew Sam wanted nothing more than to defend her honor, she knew he wanted a piece of the detective in the worst way, but she didn't want them fighting over her.
"Okay, I think the drinks have gotten to your brain," Traci told her, as the women walked out of the ocean and went to dry off, "Sam knows this isn't about him, but Luke has been making it about Sam. According to Jerry, Luke has been telling anyone who will listen, which isn't many, that this is all Sam's fault. That he's gotten to you and you would be willing to talk and listen if Sam wasn't in your ear," she huffed, remembering how angry she got when Jerry told her at dinner one night, "As if you would just be fine with him cheating on you right under your nose, with his ex who we were working with, while you were wearing a ring meant for her," Traci was on a roll, clearly annoyed by the situation. "He's such an arrogant ass, I never should have told you to put Sam on ice and stay with Luke, ever. I'm so glad I was wrong and that things worked out the way they did, but I feel horrible because you had to go through all of this to get here, I'm so sorry," Traci told her.
"Traci, I'm a grown woman. Yes, you told me to put Sam on ice and to go full force with Luke, but ultimately I made the decision to agree with you. How could you have known any of this would happen? I certainly didn't. We were all duped, and I don't blame you. Besides, things did work out the way they were meant to and I am in this relationship with Sam without wondering if I made the right choice. I KNOW I did." Andy told her earnestly.
"Are we talking about that tool, Callaghan?" Noelle asked. Andy nodded. "Listen, Sammy will handle things, I, too, overheard Luke telling you he wasn't giving up. He doesn't know when to quit and he's an idiot if he thinks a week here, with SAM no less is going to make you change your mind about him. I know you feel like this is your fight, but Sammy loves you and he's already overprotective of you. It might be better just to let Sam handle Luke. It's been a long time coming, and I honestly think it's the only way you will get rid of him."
Andy sighed again, Noelle was right. "You're right, you're both right. Luke hasn't listened for weeks, I don't know what would make me think he would start now. I know Sam has been holding back, I mean I'm not stupid, anyone can see it. I don't want him to do it alone, but maybe seeing us together will cement what I've been telling him."
"Well if it doesn't, Sam will not have a problem physically getting it through his thick skull," Noelle laughed. Traci and Andy had to laugh too. Sam would surely love to go another round with the detective.
"Besides," added Traci, looking at Andy with a sly expression, "there is nothing sexier than an overprotective Sam. Honestly. Hell hath no fury than when Andy is in trouble."
Sue spoke up, "I have to agree with that. I was there with ATF the day of the laundromat explosion. I've seen Sam on scenes before but he was a whole new level of intense. I thought he was going to kill Rosati. He wouldn't listen to Oliver or anyone and he wouldn't calm down until you were okay. He insisted on being right there when you were pulled out. The ATF guys were joking that Sam would tear Toronto apart looking for you if it came down to it. His protectiveness is something of legend around the department. Anytime we get a call for anything related to the fifteen, most of the crew prays it doesn't involve you being trapped or injured because we know Sam will end up needing to gear up with us."
Noelle and Traci laughed. Andy frowned. She'd never even realized how much of this was true. She vowed to try to play things a bit safer, think a little more before reacting. She loved Sam too much to put him through all that stress and worry. She realized this was different than Luke, who she never once considered before jumping head first into any of those situations. Sam and his reaction had always been at the back of her mind. She always thought it was because they were partners and responsible for each other on patrol, but she knew it was because there was something more. She smiled at the thought.
The guys were coming back in from their wave riding fun. The ladies made an unspoken agreement not to say a word about this conversation. It would rile Sam up and the other guys would surely follow Sam's lead. They were all protective of their girls.
"Have fun?" Andy asked, as Sam leaned in to kiss her, his lips tasting like salt.
"I did," he told her, shaking water and sand out of his hair. "Waves were nice, I haven't done that in a long time," he admitted.
"Let your hair down or gone boogie boarding?" Andy teased.
"Both," Sam told her, leaning in for another kiss.
"We saw you catch some waves, you were pretty good." Andy told him, "at least you didn't run up on the sandbar like we saw Ollie do," she smirked in the direction of her first T.O.
"I meant to do that, McNally. Besides, I didn't see YOU out there," he challenged back.
"You won't either. I don't like to boogie board and try to keep my suit on," she laughed.
"I might like that," Sam whispered in her ear. Andy laughed and shooed him away, "I know you would, I just don't think everyone else would appreciate the view."
"She's right Sammy," Jerry told him, "while we all know you don't mind a naked McNally, it doesn't mean the rest of us want a show!" everyone laughed.
They decided to head in for a little and grab lunch. It looked like they were about to get a storm. So far, the weather had been perfect, but they were told this morning by housekeeping that storms were called for later in the day.
They decided to head to a little pizza place, Pizzeto, in the main building. Ollie and Zoe had gone last night and Oliver loved it. He had been thinking of their pizza and appetizers all morning.
The restaurant was on the smaller side, and there was already a larger group seated in the group seating area. They told the hostess they didn't mind splitting up, and Andy and Sam would up taking a table with Jerry and Traci. They had placed their orders and were snacking on the bread and oil/vinegar/oregano plate at their table when Sam brought up something he noticed in the ocean.
"We saw you two in deep conversation out in the ocean earlier," Sam started, eyeing Andy and Traci suspiciously, "everything okay?"
"Yes, why do you ask," Andy had hoped to avoid this conversation until later… as in the flight home later. Of course Sam and Jerry would have noticed. You can take a cop on vacation, but they don't stop being a cop.
"Ladies, may we remind you that you are dining with a skilled detective… and Sam," they laughed as Sam smacked Jerry on the back of the head, "it was obviously more than girl talk by the look on your faces. What's up?" Damn Jerry and those observation skills, Andy thought.
Traci was about to speak up, but Andy cut her off. She might as well put it on the table. "We were talking about what would happen when we got home, you know, with Luke. I know you guys know he what he told me before we left," she looked at Jerry and Sam, who had gone very quiet.
"Go ahead," said Sam, taking her hand and rubbing his thumb reassuringly across her knuckles. He figured at some point this topic would come up. He could have kicked himself. He had hoped they could avoid it until the flight home, but now that it was out there was no going back.
"I was just asking Traci how to deal with it and she said that I should let you deal with him… apparently you've been waiting a while to talk to him," Andy glanced at her boyfriend, studying his face.
Sam took a bite of the bread and thought before he spoke. The mere idea of Luke made him angry to his core, but he knew Andy had a valid point in wanting to know how to handle the situation. There was no doubt in Sam's mind that Luke would be waiting when they returned, hoping for another shot at Andy. Rumor was that Jo left him again, not that Sam would ever share that information. That was a moot point. Sam had wanted a piece of Callaghan ever since he found out about the hotel room incident. Andy did not deserve that. She had tried to see the good in Luke, tried to look past the ego and workaholic tendencies. Sam understood that she was doing what she thought at the time was the right thing for her, even though it clearly wasn't. He wouldn't go there again, he thought. They were past that, HE was past that.
Sam looked at Andy and smiled, "Oh, I've wanted to talk to him alright. I use the term 'talk' loosely though. I know you've been trying to get him to listen, and for the past few weeks I've let you deal with him, but sweetheart, I have to agree with Traci, he's not listening and he won't. But he will listen to me if he doesn't want another retrain incident. I will handle him. You can be there, in fact I want you to be there, because if I know Luke he will spin the situation to make himself look good." Sam kissed her on the cheek.
Andy sighed, "I wish this could be easy, that we could just go home and slide back into our normal lives without any drama. I want our drama to be over who's house we are sleeping at, not my ex trying to convince me I should give him another chance." She huffed.
"Me too, Andy, me too," Sam told her. Their lunch arrived then and they spent the next few minutes eating quietly.
"So," Jerry started, wanting to bring his friends back to the present and the fun they were having "Sammy, what do you plan on wearing tonight? Do you have club clothes?" Jerry asked nonchalantly.
Andy couldn't help it. Try as she might she couldn't imagine Sam in a club. She burst out laughing. "What's so funny?" Sam asked, amused.
"You…club…clothes…you," Andy managed to get out between howls of laughter. She took a few breaths trying to calm down. When her laughs became small giggles she was finally able to get out what she had been trying to say
"You, I can't imagine you in a club. Like what do you wear? It just seems so funny in my mind," Andy told him. She felt bad about laughing but she just couldn't help it.
Jerry and Traci desperately tried to keep it together. Sam's face was priceless. He stared at Andy, in shock, opening and closing his mouth. Was it really so hard to picture him in a nightclub?
"I've been to clubs before, McNally. Who do you think Jerry drug around town as his wingman when he was going through his divorce?" Sam asked her. Traci laughed and Jerry just shook his head.
"Thanks, brother. You were the one who said I needed to get out of the house. What happened to always having my back?" Jerry wanted to know.
"Brother, you went out every night for a month. When I said get out of the house I didn't mean 24/7! Plus all you did was mope. You drank girlie drinks and moped. At a club. Every single girl thought there was something wrong with you they could fix. Only you just got drunk and would then try drunk dialing. I spent most of those nights wrestling with you to give up your phone. And when they switched the music to 80s hair bands you insisted on belting every song out the top of your lungs. It was the longest month of my life." Sam smirked
"What girlie drinks?" Traci wondered.
"None. I didn't drink girlie drinks and you agreed to help me, man." Jerry turned to Sam.
"I agreed to help you, not date you." Sam shot back, "and if you don't consider a Sex on the Beach and a Bahama Mama girlie, than brother, we have bigger things to discuss." Sam told him, attempting to keep the dimples from giving him away.
Andy and Traci cracked up and Jerry just shook his head. He couldn't help but laugh either. They finished their lunch and decided to peruse the shops before heading back to their rooms. They headed to the same boutique the girls had purchased their dresses from, Andy and Traci hoping to find an outfit for Oro. Frank and Noelle were heading back to their room, and Oliver, Zoe, Dov, and Sue were going to check out the movie theater.
Andy and Traci were looking through racks of clothes, trying to decide whether they should wear a dress or shorts. Andy found a pair of short, black linen shorts and a white flowly halter. It looked amazing together. Traci found a green jumpsuit with a halter top and shorts. They knew they were going to drive the men wild. They peeked over at the guys still browsing the men's section and decided to pay for their items before helping the guys. They wanted their outfit to be a surprise.
"Need help fellas," Traci asked, walking towards Jerry and Sam.
"What's in the bag, Trace?" Jerry asked leaning in for a kiss.
"Oh, that's for us to know, and you to find out later," Traci teased.
Sam tried peeking in Andy's bag, but she pulled it away before he could get a good look.
"Nope, sorry pal. Nothing to see until later." Andy told him, kissing his cheek. "Now, what are we thinking for tonight guys?" She asked the two men.
Well, we asked the salesgirl and she said jeans are acceptable as long as they are nice looking. We both brought nice pairs. We're good on shoes too. Maybe just a new shirt, Jerry told her.
The four of them looked through the racks and ended up finding a red button down for Jerry and a Blue button down for Sam. Andy knew he would look amazing in it. She was getting excited. Club dancing was different than the dancing she and Sam did the night before, and it had been forever since she had let loose.
They headed back to their rooms to relax a little before getting ready. As they walked down the hallway to their suites Sam asked Andy, "yours or mine?" Yours, she told him and he ushered her inside.
The second he shut the door, Sam was on her. Andy didn't even have time to think, she just reacted to his mouth being on hers. His kisses were open mouthed and hot, so hot, like he hadn't just had her the night before. He backed her against the door and began placing the same hot kisses down her neck, sucking on her pulse point. Andy threw their bags to the side and wrapped both legs around Sam's waist. They stayed that way for a few more moments, until Sam needed more, needed her. Pausing his kisses, Sam pulled away just enough to reach down and pull Andy's shirt over her head. He chucked it into the room behind them, then fused his lips to her neck once more. As his kisses sent tingles down her spine, he used his hands to undo the strings on her bikini top, pausing for a moment to throw that to the side as well. Andy took advantage of the opportunity to strip Sam of his shirt. She slid down off his body and reached for his shorts. In one flick she had opened the button and was tugging them down his legs. Her own need for him growing along with his. His own hands worked her shorts and bikini bottoms off before he grabbed her butt, pulling her to him. He reached down and lifted her legs again, hooking them around his waist. He pushed her back against the door and kissed her hard, his tongue wrestling with hers. A low moan escaped her mouth as he reached between them to rub her, his thumb drawing tight circles over her bundle of nerves. Andy tensed, the sensation making her body quiver with excitement. Not moving his thumb Sam leaned in, pressing her harder against the door, and slid inside her. Andy had to bite his shoulder to keep from screaming out. Sam steadied them, then began thrusting in and out of her, slow at first but increasing in speed as his need for her grew. He bent his head and sucked on her neck, taking turns between biting and soothing the bite with his tongue. The feeling was incredibly erotic and Andy raked her fingers down his back, using her leverage against the door to tilt her hips into him, wanting him to go deeper.
"Deeper…yes, that—that's it." She panted. She could feel herself dripping between them. Sam was more than happy to comply, driving himself into her over and over again, as deep as he could go. Just as he felt his muscles tighten, Andy couldn't take it anymore, her orgasm hitting her like a freight train. As her pelvic muscles contracted, Sam thrusted into her one more time before he came too. They rode out their orgasms together, riding them out to the very last drop. Slowly, Andy slid off Sam's body and stood before him, a wicked grin on her face.
"Missed me or something?" She asked, going to retrieve their clothes.
"Something like that," Sam replied, giving her a playful smack on the rear as he came to grab his clothes as well.
Andy giggled, "that was hot," she told him. "Oh yeah?" Sam asked. "I'll remember that next time we're watching an interrogation…" he trailed off, letting the thought sink in.
"Interr—Sam! We cannot have sex at work!" She hissed, her eyes wide. "Are you insane? We'll get caught. Frank will kill us," she added as an afterthought.
"Plenty of places we can go without getting caught, McNally. What Frank never finds out won't hurt him. I'd like to definitely get you in Interrogation 1. And the locker room. And the showers, definitely in the showers," Sam grinned, the thought of being naked with Andy coming to mind.
"Keep dreaming, Romeo" Andy told him. 'There is no way we're having sex at work. Someone is always looking for you, usually Oliver. If he even gets the idea we are doing something we shouldn't you know he will go find Jerry. Do you really want those two clowns trying to find us?"
"Damnit, Andy, why did you have to ruin the fantasy?" Sam told her, half joking. "Now all I can think of is Oliver and Jerry trying to find us." Andy laughed as Sam pulled her to him. He kissed her and smirked "you know, we may have to shower together, I need to wash those thoughts from my mind, and I think you need to help," Sam told her, smirking.
"Is that so?" Andy asked. Sam nodded. "Well, I wouldn't want your thoughts of me being interrupted with those two," she said sauntering towards the bathroom.
By the time Sam caught up to her, Andy had already turned on the dual shower heads and was stepping under the spray. Sam stopped, watching as the water poured down her body, droplets rolling over her erect nipples and down her small, tight stomach. She really was gorgeous, he thought. He continued to watch as Andy grabbed the soap and lathered up, her hands rubbing her breasts, working the soap over each mound, her hands trailed down her stomach, she stopped for a brief moment, smiled up at him, and began working herself over with her fingers, swirling them around her clit, sliding in and out of herself. She knew Sam was getting worked up, she saw him visibly swallow as he tried to keep himself from rushing to her to help. The thought of putting on this little show for him was a turn on for Andy, and she picked up the pace, moaning at her own ministrations.
Sam couldn't take it anymore, he had to have her, had to be in there with her. He opened the glass door and entered the shower, putting his hands on her waist, he gently walked her back so she could sit on the stone seat. He quickly went and turned the shower heads so they were facing the seat. As the water hit them, Sam bent down, kneeling between her legs. "Sam, you—" was all Andy managed to choke out before Sam took her in his mouth, tongue swirling on the same spot her fingers were a minute earlier. Andy arched her back into him, hands gripping the edge of the seat. The sensation of his hot, wet tongue and the water was too much for her. Sam slid three fingers in and out of her while he continued licking her. Soon enough Andy's groans turned to pants. She gripped his scalp and pulled him up. "In me" she managed to get out before pushing him backwards so she could stand. She turned and placed her hands on the stone seat, Sam immediately stood behind her, gripped her waist and slammed into her. The sex was fast and forceful. The added sensation of the water driving them to the point of no return. They came together, Sam reaching around and flicking his finger once more over her bundle of nerves until they came down from their high. They finished showering together, taking turns washing each other, gently, reverently, a complete opposite of the shower sex they'd had only minutes earlier.
After finishing their shower, they put on bathrobes and made a drink before going to hang out on the patio. They debated dinner for a little, before deciding to just order room service. Andy wanted to curl her hair, so she decided to call over to Traci and see what her plans were. Traci also wanted to do something with her hair, so they decided to get ready in Andy's room and meet the guys over at Traci and Jerry's for a drink.
Andy told Sam she was leaving. He grabbed her and pulled her to him and several minutes and lots of kisses later, he finally released her. She went to meet Traci, laughing all the way.
Sam got dressed and decided to go meet Jerry in he and Traci's room. Jerry, no shocker here, was still in the bathroom. Jerry Barber could primp longer than any woman, evidenced by the many times he was the last one to the Penny… and the only one who didn't need to change out of a uniform. Sam laughed at the thought of Jerry perfecting his hair and fixed himself a drink. While he waited, the phone rang; Oliver and Frank were ready and wanted to see what Jerry and Sam were up to. Zoe and Noelle decided on a last minute pedicure and were currently at the spa. Sam told them to come over and started fixing more drinks.
Jerry emerged from the bathroom as Frank and Oliver came through the door. After a few jokes at Jerry's expense the guys headed to the patio to relax and wait for the ladies.
"So Sammy, I know our conversation at lunch got to you a little more than you wanted to let on." Jerry said, taking a sip of his drink. "but please tell me you're not angry. McNally's heart was in the right place. She just wants things to be easy when you guys get home."
"I'm not angry," Sam said, shaking his head. "I didn't want to have to think about that jackass until we were 15,000 feet up but I know how McNally's mind works and I'm not surprised she would be worried about how to handle things. I knew he'd been driving her crazy these last few weeks. He was pretty relentless. I kept my distance, like I said, because as you pointed out this was her fight not mine, but no more. When we get back to Toronto and that smug sonofabitch tries something, he's mine. The night before we left I bumped into him as I was leaving. He made a snide comment about me being here with Andy, and I told him maybe if he'd paid her the attention he has the last few weeks over the last two years, he wouldn't be in this situation. I walked away before he could even respond because I knew if I heard it, I'd end up hitting the guy." Frank and Oliver just nodded and sipped their drink. They knew Sam was getting it out and decided he needed to let off this steam.
"I just don't get it man, I really don't. How many times does she need to tell him it's over before he gets it? One day he tried a little reverse psych on her by trying to make her feel bad. It was awful. He managed to get into her head enough for her to finally ask me where she went wrong. SHE. Andy McNally, who's only indiscretion was the night of the blackout where all we did was make-out and she and Callaghan weren't even serious yet. This guy slept with his ex on the department's time, on the department's DIME and he tried to turn it back on Andy. He's incredibly lucky she made me promise not to kill him. Took me all day to get her to see what he was doing. That was the night they got into it at the Penny. Thank God you guys were there. It won't happen again though. He has one shot to listen, otherwise I'm going to make him listen. He won't ever bother her again." Sam finished his drink and walked inside for a refill. He knew he needed to calm down before the girls came to meet them. He didn't want to spend the rest of his vacation worked up over that douchebag. Sam went back out to meet the guys and told them he wanted to let the subject drop and deal with it when they got home. They agreed, and told him whatever happens, they had his back.
"So, Sammy," Oliver said, wanting to change the subject, "way to up the ante with that charm bracelet you bought McNally. Thanks, pal. Zoe told me what your plan was last night and I couldn't believe it until I saw the bracelet on McNally at the beach today. Dear God man, are you trying to make the rest of us look bad? I was thinking the bracelet and a charm, maybe two. You had to fill a quarter of hers in one shot!" Oliver shook his head. "Now Zoe wants to know how many charms I plan on getting for hers. We've been together for close to two decades. Hell, I could probably fill two of those bracelets and those charms are not cheap. Way to make the rest of us look bad, brother."
"Sorry brother, but when Zoe told me about the bracelet and the charms Andy was looking at I knew I wanted her to have that. I know she planned on buying her own, but I wanted something from me. Something with a little bit of meaning behind it. What can I say pal, I don't do anything halfway, you know that. I wanted to give her a night of romance and passion." Sam smiled. He was very pleased with himself that he was able to be romantic the previous night. He had been a little worried that he went too over the top, but after seeing the look on Andy's face and hearing her gush to Traci on their walk to the beach, he was proud of himself. Sam Swarek, romantic. Who would have thought?
"Yeah well now I have to deliver a night of the same before we leave." Oliver told him. "Women, they support each other, but they also get jealous." Sam laughed.
"No, he's got a point, brother," Jerry chimed in. "When we got back to the room Traci wanted to know when I planned on wining and dining her. Granted, I do that on a regular basis, but still. She wanted to know when I planned on doing it here. Thanks, man."
"Sorry guys, I guess? You're both either married or have been in this a while. I'm new to this game. I needed to make up for some lost time and cement my feelings for her."
"I'm pretty sure she already knew exactly how you felt about her, but thanks for pretending to feel for us," Oliver kidded. Truth was, like Jerry, he wasn't really angry. He didn't mind showing his wife a romantic evening. They definitely didn't get a lot of time for them at home.
"What about Noelle?" Jerry asked Frank. "She demanding the romance now, too?"
"Noelle doesn't have to," Frank said, winking. The guys all laughed and were still joking around a few minutes later when Traci opened the door and entered the suite, followed by Andy, Zoe, Noelle, Dov, and Sue. Chris and Gail would be meeting them at the club after their dinner.
"Wow." Sam said when he saw Andy. He let out a low whistle and pulled her close, "McNally are you trying to give me a heart attack? Are those shorts linen?" He fingered the material.
"Linen. And lace," Andy confirmed. "Just like my underwear…" she trailed off nipping at Sam's neck. He shook his head. How was he supposed to go to the club now? He wanted to make up an excuse and lock himself and Andy in his room until they had to leave on Monday.
"Well, if we're ready, let's roll out!" Traci told the gang. Andy kissed Sam one final time and took his hand as they filed out of the room. She couldn't wait to see what the night had in store for them.
