It's the weekend, so I'm trying to get some updates posted.

I know it was a bit of a wait in between chapters, but I kept needing to tweak this chapter because I just wasn't loving it. I'm still not 100% happy with it, but I hope you like it. And if you don't, the next chapter is better (in my opinion).

Anyways…. Enjoy!

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He's been in this mood all afternoon. He's barely acknowledging her existence and on the few occasions that he does, he's nothing but extremely tetchy and irritable. She has no idea what is going on with him right now or what she did to piss him off so much and he's refusing to provide any clarification whatsoever.

Everything was perfectly normal this morning and then they got this call and ever since, he's been distant and is pissed off at just about everything. Yeah, it was definitely a tough call, but they endure tough calls all the time and he's never once reacted like this. She just doesn't know what his problem is and why he won't tell to her about it.

She tries to talk to him more than once, but it's quite obvious that talking is the last thing he wants to do today, so eventually she decides to just leave him alone for the remainder of their shift.

But then, when she finds him in the locker room at the end of the day and inquires if he wants to go to the Penny, he tells her no and asks if she can get a ride home with Traci.

So yeah, she's just… she's kind of worried.

She's not sure if he's angry at her or if he's upset about something else, but there is definitely something going on with him. And she's just not sure what to do about it.

Normally, when she's pissing him off, he has no trouble telling her exactly what she's done to make him angry. So… maybe it's something else?

She's realizing now that she's never actually had to comfort Sam before. The only instances that come close are those when he's really worried about her and she's had to assure him that she's okay, but yeah, she's never had to console him.

Usually it's him doing the consoling. And that just doesn't sit right with her.

So, before she can talk herself out of it, she leaves the Penny and walks all the way to his house, determined to figure out whatever is bothering him.

"Andy…" he says when he opens the door. And he doesn't exactly seem that thrilled to see her. Not that she thought he'd be thrilled, but she didn't think he would look annoyed by her presence on his doorstep. And for a moment, she's seriously second guessing her decision to show up here. She's wondering if maybe the best approach would've just been to give him the space he was seemingly asking for in the locker room earlier. The thing is, she just really wants him to know that she's here for him if he needs her. And if he wants to be alone than she'll respect that, but he at least needs to know she's here, right. So, eventually, she decides to just go for it.

"Look Sam, if you want me to leave, I will, but I just… I know something is going on with you and if you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to. I won't ask, I promise. But I… I just want to be here for you… like you're always there for me," she explains as she nervously plays with her hair.

And the look on his face- she's not sure what it is, but before she can really take the time to think about it, he's pulling her inside, closing the door and pushing her up against it. He's all over her in an instant and it takes her a second to catch up, and by the time she does, he's already got her shirt unbuttoned and thrown off to the side.

The next minute is a blur of him attacking her neck with his lips while quickly removing every last piece of their clothing and running his hands all over her body. She still feels like he's a step ahead of her, but she's doing her best to keep up. She can feel the way he's trying to get lost in her and although she wishes he'd talk to her, she's willing to do whatever she can to make him feel better, even if it's just for now and even if it's just by doing this.

Minutes later, she's bent over the kitchen table with him behind her and pushing inside. He's gripping her hips a little bit tighter, sucking on her neck a little harder and nipping at her ears and shoulder with a little more force, but just like everything else he does, it's still really working for her.

He's going must faster than he normally does and the way he's thrusting inside of her and franticly sucking on her skin- he seems desperate and lost and completely out of control. And it just breaks her heart.

She's never seen him like this. He's always been so strong and collected and just… unflappable. And part of her thinks she should feel honored that he's showing this side of himself to her and that he trusts her enough not to hide how he's truly feeling right now. Although, the other part just hates seeing him like this. She just wishes she could make all of this go away for him, but she just has no idea how.

Everything he's done for her. All of the times he's been there for her.

She just wants to return the favor. And what she's doing now is nowhere close to enough.

But how can she help when she doesn't know what the problem is?

Just then, she's taken out of her haze when he starts murmuring her name against her skin and clutching her waist even tighter.

He slowly starts to stand up, while pulling her body along with him, creating a whole host of new sensations inside her. She arches her back a bit and wraps her arm around the back of his neck to keep her balance. This new angle makes them both moan out loud and just like that, she can feel the orgasm quickly start to build inside of her.

She begins making a lot of noise, which quickly gets him moving even faster. And within minutes, she starts to shudder and shake around Sam who is groaning right in her ear as he matches her orgasm, wave for wave.

Moments later, they're still panting together as their hearts continue to race. Sam places a few kisses on the back of her shoulder before he eases out of her and then turns her around to face him.

He gives her a quick kiss and then, without saying a word, he picks her up and carries her to his bedroom. Once he crosses the threshold, he gently places her on his mattress and crawls on top of her, careful not to crush her with his weight.

"Hey," he says softly as he hovers over her and pushes some hair off her face.

"Hey," she repeats as she lets her hands soothingly roam his back.

He cups her jaw with one hand and leans in for a passionate kiss. His tongue quickly slips inside her mouth while his free hand slides down her body, relishing the feeling of her soft skin. When he eventually pulls away, he simply stares at her for a moment before leaning in for a couple quick pecks on the lips.

"I'm glad you're here," he tells her as his thumb grazes her cheek.

"Yeah?" She asks, still gently massaging his back.

"Yeah," he replies with a nod. "Sorry I was such an ass earlier," he apologizes.

"S'okay," she assures him.

"It was just… a really shitty day," he divulges. "Calls like the one we had today… they're just… tough for me," he admits.

She can see the debate he's having in his head and she doesn't want to push, so she just gives him a reassuring look and allows one hand to slide up his back and into his hair while patiently waiting for him to continue.

He just looks at her for a moment and then rolls off of her. For a moment, she thinks that maybe their discussion is over and he's just going to get up and get dressed, but instead he lies on his back and pulls her in close to his side, so she's resting her head on his chest. He blows out a breath and stares at the ceiling while he alternates between drawing lazy patterns on her smooth skin and running his fingers through her hair. Eventually, she tilts her chin up to look at him, but he's completely focused on the ceiling and doesn't meet her gaze.

"I don't think I've ever really told you about my sister," he begins with some obvious hesitance.

"No, you haven't," she confirms as her fingers graze his stomach and chest. She knows that he has an older sister, that her name is Sarah and that she lives in St. Catherine's, but beyond that, she is a complete mystery.

"She… she was attacked when she was thirteen," he explains, causing Andy to cringe. Now it was all making sense. "And she was never the same afterwards… Before… she was happy and carefree and she was always laughing. Even back then, our family life wasn't so great, but she never let it show. She always made the best out of everything… Growing up, she was my favorite person in the world," he tells her with this bittersweet tone that is laced with drops of nostalgic. "But then everything happened and suddenly, she was an entirely different person. She was quiet and closed off and completely terrified of everything and everyone. She was depressed and anxious and fragile and… just broken," he continues. "Nothing was ever the same after that and so many bad things happened because of it… She would have panic attacks and she would cut herself. She attempted suicide twice and had to be emitted to a hospital a few times. She just completely fell apart and no matter how hard I tried, there was just nothing I could do to help her… that was the worst part- that feeling of complete helplessness… So, that call today… I mean, seeing that girl and her family… knowing what they're about to go through and just feeling completely helpless to stop it… it just brought up a lot of bad memories," he explains.

Andy props herself up on an elbow and then swings her leg over his body so she's on top of him. His hands instinctively land on her waist while she cups his jaw and finally forces him to meet her gaze. She leans in and gives him a kiss, only deepening it when he tightens his grip on her and pulls her even closer.

When she pulls away, she considers what she should say to him. She knows there is nothing she can say that will change what happened to his sister or what happened to that girl today. She knows nothing can take back everything he went through as a child. She desperately wishes there was something she could do to erase all of that pain, but all she can do is be here for him now.

"Sam, I… I can't even imagine what that must have been like and I'm so sorry that it happened… I just… I hate when you're hurting," she tells him as she runs her fingers through his hair in the way that she knows he really likes. "And you know… I'm always here if you need someone to talk to…. or not talk to… whatever you want," she assures him, still gently massaging his scalp.

"Thanks," he says with a little squeeze of her waist before he takes his other hand, wraps it around her head and pushes her towards him so he can kiss her.

"And thank you for telling me… it means a lot that you… that you trust me enough to tell me," she adds a moment later, when they pull away.

"Yeah, well… thanks for being here," he says with this serious look on his face that she can't quite read.

"Always," she replies as a small smile grazes her lips before he pulls her in for another kiss.

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I hope this wasn't too similar to the chapter I wrote in Expecting. I actually had this one written first, but then I thought that it would be a great scene to have it that other story. Hopefully, they weren't too alike and you could still enjoy this one.

Please review!

PS- I'm hoping to get a new chapter posted for Lion's Heart since it's been so long and I was finally able to finish an entire chapter, so look out for that.