ABC.
Words:
451
Couple:
Andy McNally and Sam Swarek.
TV Show:
Rookie Blue.
Disclaimer:
All characters you recognize do not belong to me.
AU.
Established Sam/Andy.

Prompt: Nervous.

His finger was tapping against the steering wheel, and she knew that the poker face he had on was for show. Not trying to convince her that he was 100% okay with this, but trying to convince everyone else.

(Because she knew him. And there was no way that he'd ever be able to fool her.)

Andy McNally knew his tells like the back of her hand. They'd been partner for three years, together for one. Even now, while there floating in between this 'thing' that they've got going on and their professional relationship, Andy can tell that he's just as nervous as she was.

(Just a day at the office. Going UC with old aliases with your ex-boyfriend-new-boyfriend who only recently got of this irrational fear of commitment to finally do absolutely everything he'd promised her.)

Looking over at him as they pulled up to the curb, about a block from the Alpine Inn, she knew that he needed that small moment of silence before they got out of the car, entered the inn and let all hell break loose. She had to be honest and say that she needed it too. Walking into that bar would have her on the edge of snapping, and that was only when she thought about the connection it help to Jamie Brennan.

"Nervous is good," he finally tells her, "Remember?"
"Saying that to assure me or you?"
"Last time we were here, things ended badly."

(She knows that there is no point arguing with him. In saying that it won't happen again. But she knows that it wouldn't matter. The memory is still there. This bar led to great things, and then some. But it was everything that almost tore them apart before they're had an actual chance.)

"Well I guess we'll just have to do things differently," Andy says slowly, her eyes flicking to the front door of the bar then back to him.

She watches him nod and cut the engine, his hands falling from the steering wheel. Reaching across the dash to grip one, she can only offer him a small smile.

"Ready?"
"Might as well be Candace, gotta get it over and done with sooner or later."

Andy groans at the name and ducks her head. She ignores his chuckle as she releases his hand and opens the passenger side door. When he greets her at the front of his truck, she takes his hand without hesitating and lets him lead her into the bar.

(And she's hoping that no one tries to talk them into playing a game of pool, because a lot may have changed since they were last there, but her pools skills? Not so much.)

Ta-da!

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