A/N I'm so sorry that it's taken me so long to update.

Chapter 2

Andy's breath caught in her throat. Her back went rigid and her heart started pumping so loudly she could hear it in her ears. She barely registered Sam swiftly standing, taking her trembling hands in his own and leading her out of the room and down the corridor.

"Sam." She muttered weakly.

He pushed open a door to one of the observation rooms and tugged her inside.

"Sam. Oh my god. Oh my god-" Andy panicked.

"McNally-"

"I was there with Mr Marshall-"

"McNally-"

"I touched him. Oh god. I was there for at least 10 minutes.-"

"Andy. Andy, look at me." Sam grabbed her fact and forced her to look at him. "We don't know what's going on. It might not even be contagious. Remember the last time? There was a big panic over nothing."

"But Sam, what if it's not. What is he really was sick and I caught it." Andy broke off with a sob. "What if the baby gets it. Some babies die when their mothers catch the flu. The flu Sam."

Another sob escaped her lips and Sam pulled her into his arms. Andy buried her face in his neck until her breathing returned to normal.

She slowly removed herself from his embrace.

"Sam, what if I'm sick?" She asked numbly.

He wiped the tear tracks off her face with his thumbs and she leaned into his palm.

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it." He told her soothingly.

"-our people will be with you within the hour." The CDC operator said.

"Okay no rush. Well maybe rush a little. I've got a few jittery cops in here with combat training."

"We'll do what we can, sir."

"Thank you, Susan." Oliver sighed handing up the phone and placing his head in his hands. It was so much more fun when he got to play poker with the guys and eat candy from the vending machine when they were under quarantine. Not so fun sitting in the glass office watching other people play poker while he tackled the mountain of paperwork lockdown apparently required.

Just as Oliver was about to dive into the current bane of his existence there was a knock on the door. He gestured for the visitors to enter.

"Where did you two swan off to in the middle of my very well written enigmatic speech?" He asked.

"Listen Ollie, we need to talk to you." Sam muttered gravely gesturing for Andy to sit down.

It was only then that he noticed the anxious looks on the couple's faces.

"Yeah sure. What's going on?" Oliver asked gently.

Sam glanced at Andy who put her head in her hands.

"Andy's pregnant."

Silence.

Oliver sat there for a few moments before a grin wormed its way onto his face. "Oh my god you guys that's great! Wonderful! Oh come here you two." Oliver made his way around the desk and pulled Andy in for a hug.

"How far along are you?" He asked eagerly.

"A few weeks. Maybe two months." Andy replied tentatively.

"Wait." He muttered leaning back. "Are we not happy about this?"

"No no we are. " Andy assured him smiling slightly."It's just-"

Oliver looked to Sam, standing behind McNally's chair, who waved his arms in the direction of the precinct.

"Oh no." Oliver muttered sitting back on the desk.

"Yah." Sam exclaimed.

Oliver pondered for a minute. "Andy you had direct contact didn't you?"

"Yep." She nodded.

"Right okay. Okay. Not to worry. You'll just stay here and I'll call Susan back and tell her that they're gonna have to figure this out fast. Very fast." He picked up the telephone again and winked reassuringly at Andy.

"Don't worry . Everything will be fine. Susan? Hi it's me again-"

"Okay I'm bored." Gail proclaimed spinning in her chair.

"We all are Gail." Dov replied tersely hunched over some paperwork.

Gail huffed in annoyance and checked her watch. "How long do you think this will take? I've got to go home to Sophie."

"I don't know, Gail." Dov snapped.

"Someone's touchy." Gail muttered.

Dov slammed his pen on the desk angrily. "Gail we're in quarantine. Quarantine."

"Relax Epstein. It's just like last time-except I'm out here instead of locked up there." She gestured to Oliver's office that Andy and Swarek were currently occupying.

"What do you think's going on there?" Gail asked.

"Where?" Dov asked, returning to his work.

"There." Gail pointed.

"No idea." Dov replied.

"Hmm. I'm going to get some coffee. You want some?" Gail announced before rising from her chair and wandering towards the kitchenette.

"That would-" Dov broke off turning towards Gail's retreating figure.

The phone rang.

Oliver looked to the anxious couple in front of him and answered.

"Shaw."

"Sir, the CDC are here." The desk officer said.

"Great. Thanks Richards."

Oliver placed the phone back on the receiver.

"Okay guys they're here. I'll go down and tell them what's going on and we'll figure this out. You two just stay here okay?"

Sam and Andy nodded and Oliver left his office.

Andy let out a shaky breath and Sam grasped her hand tightly.

They didn't speak.

As promised, a few minutes later Oliver returned followed closely by a hazard suit clad CDC worker.

"Guys this is Theresa. Theresa this is Andy McNally and Sam Swarek." Oliver introduced.

Andy and Sam rose to greet the woman.

"Alrighty so I hear there's a bun in the oven up here." Theresa stated brightly.

Andy and Sam glanced at each other with raised eyebrows.

"Okay. If I could just take your blood pressure and some blood tests and I'll sent it straight to the lab with a very large 'URGENT' sticker and we'll sort this out in a flash. Okay?" Theresa told them grabbing things out of her medical bag.

"Do we know what happened to Mr Marshall yet?" Andy asked as the blood pressure monitor was strapped to her arm.

"Not yet but we will soon." Theresa replied brightly.

After taking her tests Oliver escorted Theresa out of the office sworn to secrecy and with a 'We'll know what's going on in a jiffy.'

"What now?" Andy asked.

Sam gently placed his hands around Andy's waist and pressed a kiss to her hair. "Now we wait."