So, I know I said that this chapter was going to be a really good one, but I actually decided to switch it with another chapter. I just realized that it made a lot more sense to have this one first. I feel kind of bad because it's definitely not my best chapter and you guys waited a while for it, but hopefully you think it's cute.

AND, I promise that the next chapter will be the good one I promised you guys. PLUS, it's already 100% written and edited, so there will not be a long wait this time.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

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"C'mon Sammy, do you really want to be in uniform forever?" Jerry argues as he leans against the lockers while Sam changes out of his uniform.

"As opposed to wearing a suit every day?" Sam retorts with a raised eyebrow.

"Hey, ladies dig a man in a suit," Jerry maintains.

"Oh but they hate a man in uniform?" Sam remarks, sarcastically.

"I bet McNally would love to see you in a suit," Jerry suggests, figuring it couldn't hurt to come at this from a different angle.

Sam rolls his eyes before reaching into his locker and pulling out his t-shirt. "Look, I told you I'd think about it… what more do you want?" He replies as he pulls his shirt over his head.

"What's to think about?" Jerry questions. "You'll get a pretty decent raise and there'll be no more traffic stops, bar fights, domestics… no more drunks puking on you… no more riding around in a stuffy squad car for hours on end… oh and you'll get to work with your best friend every single day," Jerry lists. "And if it's really that big of a deal… Frank probably wouldn't push the whole suit thing," he offers.

"Jerry, I said I'd think about it," Sam insists.

"You know, most people would jump at the chance to make detective," Jerry reminds him. "And Frank's not going to hold the position for you indefinitely," he adds.

"I know… just give me a day or two," he requests. "You can't just spring this on me and expect an answer right away," he maintains, starting to get just a little bit annoyed.

"Okay, okay, fine," Jerry surrenders. "But don't take too long," he amends.

"I know," Sam replies with a slight roll of his eyes.

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"So listen, there's uh… there's something I need to talk to you about," Sam begins as he and Andy are cleaning up in the kitchen, while dinner cooks in the oven.

"Um… okay…" Andy replies, as she tosses the sponge on the counter and turns to face him, looking a bit uneasy.

"It's nothing bad," he quickly assures her as he takes a couple steps towards her. "It's uh… well… you know how there's been an opening in the D's ever since Callahan left?" He asks.

"Yeah," she nods.

"Well… Jerry is pretty much intent on convincing me to take it," he explains.

"Oh," she replies with a bit of surprise. "Are you going to?" She wonders.

"I don't know… I wanted to talk to you about it first," he tells her as his hands land on her waist.

"Oh," she repeats, as a small smile crosses her lips. "Well, do you want to?" She questions.

"I don't know," he shrugs. "I mean, it's a good opportunity and I'd get a nice raise, but it also means that you and I wouldn't be partners anymore and I'd probably be working longer hours," he reminds her.

"Yeah, that's true," she replies, as she mulls it over.

"Right and I… I just don't want that to get in the way of… of us," he explains.

"Sam," she says with a roll of her eyes and smile tracing her lips. "If this is something you really want, then we'll make it work," she assures him as she grabs his hand and interlocks their fingers.

"It's just… the last thing I'd ever want is for this to negatively impact our relationship," he replies. "I mean… nothing is more important to me than you are," he adds as he pushes a lock of hair behind her ear.

She grins up at him and throws her arms around his neck before standing on her toes and giving him a kiss. His hands immediately return to her waist as he briefly tugs her closer, before she eventually pulls back to meet his eyes. "Look, I'm sure it'll take some getting used to," she considers. "I'll obviously miss being partners, but it's not like we'd never work together again… and yeah, the longer hours won't be fun, but, like I said… we'd make it work," she tells him.

"Yeah?" Sam responds as a smile graces his lips and he runs his fingers through her hair.

"Sam, of course," she assures him. "If this is something you want, I'd never let you turn it down because of me," she contends. "If you want this, we'll figure everything else out."

He takes a moment to just stare at her, basically in awe of the woman standing in front of him. He still has no idea what he ever did to deserve her. "I love you," he declares.

"Love you, too," she replies, cheerfully. "So… what do you think? Doyou want it?" She asks again.

"Yeah… I think I do," he admits with a nod.

"Then, you should do it," she replies. "And because I'm such an amazing girlfriend, I'll even help you study for the exam," she tells him with a teasing smile.

"You really are," he agrees with a smile of his own.

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"Okay, I think that's enough for tonight," he decides as he reaches for the large Detective's Examination book Andy is holding. She's been helping him study for what feels like hours and he's pretty burnt out.

"Uh uh… no way, we still have a bunch more questions to go through," she tells him as she holds the book out of his reach.

"Andy, c'mon…" he groans.

"Sorry, Swarek. You asked me to help you study and that is what I'm gonna do," she declares with a smirk and more than a little sass.

"Suddenly, I'm regretting that decision," he quips with a roll of his eyes.

"Hm… I think what you need is the proper motivation," she tells him in her most seductive bedroom voice.

And suddenly, she's got his attention again. "Oh yeah? And what kind of motivation would that be?" He wonders.

"Well… how about for every question you get right, I take off a piece of clothing?" She proposes with a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"I think that's the kind of studying I could get behind," he tells her with a smirk.

"I figured," she says with a laugh.

"Okay, let's get this going," he urges.

She giggles in response before searching the book for the next question.

"Okay… give me three examples of something that would constitute demonstrative evidence," She prompts.

"A crime scene photo, surveillance footage and 911 audio," he answers easily.

"Yep," she says with a nod.

"Do I get to pick what you take off?" He wonders.

"I guess that's only fair," she shrugs as a smile touches her lips.

"Shirt," he instructs with a point of his finger.

She grins and pulls her shirt over her head and then tosses it to the side. She gives him three seconds to rake his eyes over her body before she moves along to the next question.

"Okay, give me five examples of crimes that would constitute obstruction of justice," she continues.

"Making false statements to the police, intimidating a witness, destroying evidence, influencing a jury and tipping off a suspect to an investigation," he says.

"Right," she smiles.

"Shorts," he declares with a grin.

She lets out a laugh and wiggles out of her shorts before throwing them in his face. He chuckles, tosses them aside and continues to enjoy the view.

"Name three examples of strict liability crimes," She asks.

"Statutory rape, selling alcohol to minors and… uh… speeding," he answers. "Bra," he tells her.

She quickly unhooks her bra and tosses it on the floor. That's when Sam reaches out and pulls her much closer.

"What do you think you're doing?" She asks with a laugh.

"Just thought you'd look much better over here," he quips as his hands start roaming her body.

"Oh yeah?" She retorts, amused.

"Yeah," he replies, already distracted by the hand on her breast.

She rolls her eyes and searches for the next question, while desperately trying not to get distracted by the wondrous things Sam's hands are doing to her.

"What's the difference between an accessory and an accomplice?" She asks.

"Accessory is someone who aids a crime, while an accomplice actually takes part in the crime," he says as he starts to pull her underwear down her legs.

"List some aggravating factors," she tells him as she lifts her ass off the bed to help Sam remove her panties.

"What? I'm pretty sure we're done studying," he says as he gestures towards her naked body.

"Nope. Now every time you get one right, I'll take off one piece of your clothing," she grins.

"You're seriously killing me," he groans.

"Then you better start answering," she quips.

"Fine… aggravating factors… okay, prior convictions, vulnerability of the victim, injuries sustained by the victim, suspect's role in the crime," he lists. "Pretty sure I should get two pieces of clothing for that answer," he tells her.

"Fine," she says as she gets on her knees and lifts his shirt over his head and then crawls down the bed and removes both socks as she throws him a teasing smile.

"Not cool," he groans. "Next question," he pleads.

She chuckles at his impatience and flips the page in the textbook to find the next question. "List some mitigating factors," she says.

"Lack of criminal record, mental or physical illness, culpability of the victim, circumstances of the crime that could explain but not excuse the crime, and events in the suspect's past such as abuse," he says.

"Correct," she says as she pulls his jeans down his legs. "What is the mens rea?" She asks.

"Guilty mind… or the intent behind the crime," he explains.

"Yep," she says as she slowly slips his boxers down his legs.

"Now are we done?" He pleads.

"Nope," she says with a shake of her head and a mischievous smile. "Now I think we switch things up. How about for every question you get right, I'll do something you like," she proposes as her smile widens.

"What kind of something?" He wonders.

"You'll have to wait and see," she teases.

"Fine, just ask me the next question," he urges.

She giggles and flips through the study manual to find the next question. "Okay, tell me how you can you prove the crime of attempt, and give me three examples," she prompts.

"So, to prove attempt, you have to show that the suspect intended to commit the crime, took a substantial step towards committing the crime and that the only reason the crime did not occur was because of circumstances unforeseen by the suspect… examples would be… if you hired a hitman to kill someone, but it turned out the hitman was an undercover cop … or if you were pointing a gun at someone, but you were taken down before you fired… or if you tried to kidnap a kid, but he ended up getting away," he lists.

"Right," she tells him with a smile before she gets in his lap, wraps her arms around his neck and leans in to kiss him while running her fingers through the hair on the back of his head.

And despite his attempts to stop her, she eventually pulls away after a minute or two. "Just a few more," she promises when she sees the expression on his face.

"Ugh fine," he groans. Yeah, he's not happy.

She playfully rolls her eyes before attempting to get out of his lap so she can continue quizzing him, but he keeps his arms around her and refuses to let her go. She shakes her head at him while an amused smile traces her lips as she reaches for the textbook, deciding that she can still quiz him from her spot in his lap.

"Oh! Okay, what's the difference between a legal impossibility and a factual impossibility?" She asks.

"Um so… a legal impossibility is when someone thinks they are breaking the law, but they're actually not… like if you thought you were speeding, but your speedometer was just broken, you couldn't be convicted… a factual impossibility is when someone attempts to commit a crime, but due to unforeseen circumstances, the crime is impossible to commit… like if you tried to pick someone's pocket, but it was empty… you could be convicted because you have the required intent and took all the necessary steps to commit the crime," he explains.

"Yep," she says with a big smile before she slowly inches closer to him and starts to nip at his neck and earlobe.

He quickly tightens his grip on her and groans at the contact. Yeah, he's really done studying.

But, all too soon, she's pulling away and looking back through the book. And yeah, he can't help but let out a frustrated groan, which only earns a giggle out of Andy.

"Are we done studying yet?" He whines.

"Not yet," she chuckles. "Almost," she offers.

"One more and then we're done," he negotiates.

"Okay," she says with a laugh before glancing down at the book to come up with the next question. "Alright, what is an affirmative defense and give me two examples," she tells him.

"It's a fact or facts that, if proven by the Defendant, would lead to a not-guilty verdict in Court or at least mitigate the charges," he explains. "Examples would be… uh… well, self-defense would definitely be one and uh… okay, another one would be… if the statute of limitations had passed," he declares.

"Exactly," she says with a proud smile. Then, she wraps her hand around his dick, leans forward and takes several inches into her mouth.

"Jesus," he groans as his hand lands on her back and his head bangs against the headboard.

She moves her hand and lips up and down his cock for about a minute before she ultimately pulls away.

"See, aren't I the best study buddy?" She teases.

"The best," he agrees with a laugh and a nod as he pulls her into his lap and plants a kiss on her.

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Well, I hope you liked this.

And a disclaimer about all of those study questions… as I think everyone knows, I live in the US, so I know nothing about Canadian laws, although I would assume that they aren't that much different than the US? Who knows if that assumption is correct, though. I did ask Google for help, but for some reason, coming up with exam questions regarding criminal laws in Canada was a lot harder than I thought it would be. Anyway, I ended up just using some study materials from my criminal law class in college. So, it it's way off from the laws in Canada, my apologies. Also, I really don't know what kinds of things they would ask on a detective's exam, so again, I hope that doesn't ruin this for you.

Don't forget to review! (Maybe you'll persuade me to post the next chapter sooner )