A/N: I had a good holiday, but I missed my writing!

Traci and Gail sat on the sofa staring at Andy's bedroom door. They could hear Sam's deep voice as a murmur through the wall. He was obviously trying to calm Andy down and wasn't getting very far.

"What have we done?" Traci asked.

"What have we done? I told you this was a bad idea! Question is how are we going to fix it?"

"Why didn't she tell us?"

"After their relationship was reported to the whiteshirts when they weren't breaking any rules leading to Andy being transferred, her life being made hell and our lives being made hell because we didn't know who we could trust and me having to persuade my Godfather to get her transferred back, Nope. Can't imagine why she would tell us she's sleeping with her fuck hot partner and former TO."

Traci looked at Gail as if she wanted to wrap her hands around her throat.

"It's not like it would be a surprise to anyone that they're together." she retorted.

"They could just want to see how they work as partners both on and off the job. My and Chris were together months before anyone found out."

The door opened and Sam's appeared in it.

"You two do know I can hear you right?"

"We do now!" Gail told him, her face straight.

"Well geniuses, Andy is on the bathroom floor and won't get up."

Traci leaped up from the sofa and pushed past Sam to the bathroom. She saw Andy, tears streaked down her face, huddled in her robe. Gail arrived behind her a moment later and shut the door on Sam.

"We're sorry. What we did came from a place of concern, but we know it was wrong. We should have never invaded you privacy like that." Traci apologised as she and Gail sat either side of her.

"No. You shouldn't."

"It came from a place of friendship and love." Gail said, her voice so sincere it mad Andy laugh.

"Can we talk about it?" Traci asked.

"If you want."

"When did this happen?"

They looked up as Sam came into the bathroom carrying four glasses and a bottle of scotch.

"If there is going to be a conversation about our relationship, I might as well be in it. Where'd we get to?" he said as he passed the glasses round, followed by the bottle and settling himself on the floor by the laundry hamper.

"When you two started hooking up." Gail

"The night I got transferred."

"I can't believe it! I knew you'd taken him off ice. You would have never lost that jar and then I told you to go for it and you were already doing, well. it!" Traci exclaimed.

"Wait, on ice? What happened between the two of you that Sam ended up on Ice? And why does Traci know about this and not me?" Gail demanded, feigning hurt.

Andy looked as Sam who shrugged his shoulders.

"We hooked up the night of that blackout." Andy admitted, her gaze never leaving Sams.

"WHAT?"

Traci waved a hand in front of Gail's face to stop her talking. She could fill her in what little she knew about that incident later.

"So you two hooked up the night you got transferred?"

"Yes. But it wasn't because I had been transferred. I guess we'd both had enough of dancing around it. Then I told him I had been transferred." Andy said with a smile.

"Yeah, that one was a bit of a shock." Sam laughed as he remembered seeing her cry as she told him.

"So this thing has been going on for months and you have told no one?"

"My dad knows." Andy said before looking at Gail and continuing "That spare ticket to New York was supposed to be Sams, but he has other plans he can't change."

"What plans?" Traci asked, raising her eyebrows in his direction.

"None that concern you."

"But you told you dad and not us?" Traci demanded.

"We didn't exactly tell my dad. He let himself in and when we came through the door with our tongues down each others throats he kind of figured it out."

"He knew before then." Sam said so quiet the girls almost missed it.

"What do you mean he knew before then?"

"Now is not the time or the place. I'll tell you later." Sam said, the tops of his ears turning pink.

"You didn't ask his permission did you?" Traci snorted.

"No!"

"So is that it? Your dad is the only person who knows about this?"

"I think it's pretty safe to say the Chief knows too." Sam added, making Andy swallow her drink down the wrong hole.

"What did he say to you?" Gail asked curious. She knew her Godfather was a stickler for rules.

"He *cough* told *cough* us *cough..." Andy tried to say.

"He told us that he would look the other way with regards to our personal relationship if we taught at the academy once an intake class."

Traci and Gail burst out laughing.

"So why haven't you told anyone yet?"

Sam looked at Andy and mashed his face into a line, seeing the same expression back at him.

"I guess we didn't want the I told you so's, or the gloating."

"Or the questions." Sam said, pointedly.

"I do have a question for you Sam." Traci admitted.

Sam inhaled before he said "One more question and then I think we all need sleep as we are all working tomorrow."

"When was the last time you slept in your own bed?"

Sam cocked his eyebrow at her, confused.

"I heard Oliver bitching about your weekend plans. He said you hadn't been home in weeks, but he was expected to move out for the weekend because you want to entertain someone at the house."

"Wait, you're entertaining while we're gone?" Gail demanded.

"Gail, chill. It's been planned for months. It's ok."

"I'm babysitting my niece. I figured that doing it at my place would be better seen as there are 2 bedrooms and my sister knows where I live and I haven't moved. Happy now?"

"I am. I have to thank a small child for me going to see the Lion King on Broadway. I am still allowed to come aren't I?"

"Yes Gail, you can still come. And now I think it's time we got some sleep." Andy said, picking herself off the floor.