Chapter 2.
Once the squad car had arrived, She found herself watching Gail, Nick and Oliver search through their house for any indications of some sort of evidence. It turned out, whoever had been in their home, knew exactly what they were doing. Not a single trace to work on.
'This is not the end of it'! Sam had said. 'Whoever this was, came here for a reason, and might as well be back for whatever that reason was'. Sam Swarek had been angry. Most of all scared. Scared for not being able to protect Andy and keep her safe. Which was one of his main tasks in this life. He had failed.
Andy would come down to the station the next day to do a police lineup. See if that wouldn`t give them a chance to catch the person.
But right now, Sam wanted to take care of her. And she let him. Sometimes it was nice to have someone take care of you. Kiss those bruises and say that everything will be okay.
Like a child, Andy finds herself being lifted up and placed on the bathroom counter an hour later. Feet dangling down towards the tile floor, as she watches Sam go through the box where they keep first aid necessities.
She can`t help watch him. Calm on the outside, but raging on the inside for not being there, protecting her. She knew her fiancé pretty damn well now, and knew he was beating himself up on the inside.
Following up her urge to touch him, she places her hand on his cheek, cups it and feels warm waves of skin-to-skin contact. For a second she sees his eyes close. He lets out a heavy breath, and by the sound if it, she guesses he has been holding it in for some time now.
"I`m okay Sam. I know you`re kicking yourself right now, but please just stop".
"I`m sorry. I should never have stayed behind. If I had gone home with you, none of this would have happened. I failed. Again. I`m sorry". He closed the gap between them, made room for himself between her legs and placed his hand on each side of her waist. Careful though, because he had yet to lift up her shirt to see any traces of her attacker.
"No. Don`t go there. You have not failed anything. It`s not your job to keep me out of danger. Nobody could have anticipated this Sam. You are certainly not to blame okay? Just...please don`t dwell on this. I just want to forget. Move on. I`m okay".
He silenced her when his lips touched hers. She felt her whole body shake and vibrate at the same time. It started out gentle and soft, but quickly it became both needy and demanding. As if they were assuring each other that they both were still here.
The second he felt her flinch, he knew he had been too rough. He jolted away, ashamed over losing control over himself for a minute. "I`m sorry!"
"No, I`m just sore".
"Let me see". It wasn`t really a question. He lifted up her black top and took it all in. The pattern of blue and purple that had started to form on her stomach made him want to throw up. He let his fingers gently brush over the bruises like a feather.
"You`re not okay Andy".
"Maybe not, but I will be. I promise. Trust me?"
"Always" he said kissing her hands, that he held in his.
"Let`s get you cleaned up".
When all trace of dried blood was gone, and every bruise being kissed a little better, Sam lifted Andy down to the floor.
"I think I want to have a hot shower before we go to bed", she said, breaking the silence.
"Yeah, hot water on those bruises will do you good. I`ll turn of the lights and lock up".
She shook her head no. "With me. I want you there with me", she smiled.
Well, that was certainly an invitation he was in no position to turn down.
He smiled, dimples out . He didn`t say anything. Instead, he started undressing her. Slowly and gently he let her clothes pile down on the tiles, piece by piece. When she was standing in front of him all the way naked, she pulled at his jeans. It didn`t take long before he joined her in their birth suits.
Once in the shower, he turned on the hot water, which turned out to be a lot more shooting than Andy thought. She looked up at him, and let one hand rest on his chest, while the other one found its way down to where she knew he was longing for her. He hissed the second she took him in her hand, and let his own hand brush her breast. She closed her eyes and let out a breath she didn't know she was holding.
He pulled her a close as he could. His chest against her breast and his well grown erection poking her stomach.
"Andy...There is nothing more than I want, but you`re hurt. I can tell you`re in pain".
She shook her head, and to prove that she was okay, she guided his hand down where she was the most wet. "Sam, please... I need..uh".
"What do you need sweetheart? tell me".
She put her hand around him again. "This. I need this. You. That`s what I need, so please".
When she crushed her lips against his, he hoisted her up. She put her legs around his waist, lisp still dancing close. "I`ve missed you today. A lot", she breathes out. "This is exactly what we need", she laughed.
He pushed them against the wet tiles on the wall. Forced her arms up against the wall under his hold of them, and thanked god for the built in step in the shower, that did wonders for their sex life. He rested his leg on the step with her sitting on it. Gave him free hands to touch and caress every single inch of her without the possibility of dropping her.
It may sound husky, but she kind of had a thing for the way he was literally fucking her up against the wall. Hands up over her head, where he was holding them. She was fully out of any control over the situation, but she loved it. Loved the way he took her. With force and passion like it was the first time. She loved him.
When he brought them both over the edge, she could have sworn she saw stars, fireworks and whatever sparkles you see after a nice fuck like this one. She fell down over his shoulders and when he felt her whole body turn into jelly, he shifted her body. Now holding her in bridal style.
"Wow", he whispered against her lips before he kissed them.
"Uhu. You could say that", she laughed. "I love you, you know".
"I know, love you too McNally".
"I never saw the face, so I`m not entirely sure of what I`m looking for, but number four... Yeah, it could be number four".
Sam had brought her to the station the next day for a line up with the promise to Oliver that he would bring her home after. Andy on the other hand, wouldn`t hear any of it. She was fully capable of working a shift, despite the blue and purple bruises on her body.
"Number four, please step forward", Gail spoke trough the speaker.
"Do you think it`s him?", Sam asked her as she was studying number four.
"I dug my nails into his side. Gail, tell him to pull up his sweater".
"Number four, pull up your sweater".
The minute the man did, Andy knew. "That`s him. That`s from my nails". She was sure of it.
"Good girl", Sam said rubbing her back. "Come on, let`s get you home", he said as he lead them out of the observation room.
"What? No, Sam I told you, I`m not going home".
"And Oliver said he wouldn`t put you out on the streets".
"Fine, I`ll man the desk. Whatever. I`m not going home".
She was in the locker room washing her hands when Duncan Moore appeared. She bit her teeth together. Determined to act civil to him.
"Officer Moore".
"Officer McNally. How you holding up with everything?"
"Good, we all know who it is, so everyone can just move on".
"Yeah, you... ah, you're pretty damn great you know, accepting the whole situation and all..."
"I am?", she asked surprised.
"Not many women would have been this accepting towards another woman's kid you know".
No, she was lost. What kid? what other woman? "What do you mean Duncan?"
"You know... Swarek and Cruz`s baby..."
The look on her face told him right away, that she actually didn`t know.
"Uh... I mean... I`ve got to go!"
In a blink he was gone. What the hell is he talking about?
She spotted officer Cruz up in the kitchen area. "Is it true? Are you pregnant Marlo?". Andy demanded to know.
"Look McNally..."
"No! Just answer the god damn question!"
"Fine, yes. I am".
"How long?"
A part of her already knew the answer, she just needed that little hope that was left.
"Almost five months". Marlo didn`t even look at Andy. She knew her math around. Five months ago, that was when... well, that was...
She stormed out. Headed towards the D`s office, she didn`t even look beyond straight ahead.
"Hey, how`s desk?", he asked when he saw her entering the office.
"When were you planning on telling me?", she spat out.
At first he didn`t follow. "Tell you about what?"
"About your little family expansion with Marlo!"
Oh! That little chestnut. He had completely forgotten about it. When everything that happened yesterday, that was the last thing on his mind.
"Andy, please, just listen to me for a second..."
"No, just... just... I can`t!". She was almost gone when he called after her. "Andy, please don`t leave!"
He was a complete moron. He knew it.
She didn`t care if she was crying, she didn't care if anyone saw her cry. She needed to get the hell out of here. Stat.
Without even noticing, she ran into Traci on her way out of the station. "Andy, what`s going on? You okay?"
"No, I`m not okay! Please tell me you didn`t know it too!"
"What are you talking about? Know what exactly?"
"That Sam is about to have a baby... and it`s not with me!".
"Andy? What?"
"Yeah, just what I said. Sorry Trace, I need to go". She was gone.
In a fraction of a second, her whole world seemed to be crushed. All the hopes and dreams she had for them, all the things she had imagined they would get to experience together. All the firsts, that now seemed far, far away. Almost unimaginable. Broken like a glass hitting the floor. Like a stick being cut in half.
To be continued...