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When Best called out the assignments he wasn't surprised that he was paired with Andy, but as Frank called it out she turned in her seat and gave him a suspicious smile, giving him an eerie feeling. She turned back to the front, paying close attention to what Best was saying, knowing that Sam was now just staring at her back, trying to figure out what she was thinking.

"Ready to go?" She asked, walking towards the cruiser that he was currently leaning against, holding out a coffee for him to take. He took it graciously before answering, "Let's go."

They hadn't been out long, but he knew he was already in trouble. Being locked in a car with her all day and then going home with her later that night, but not being able to put his lips on hers at the end of the day was going to kill him and she knew that, that's what her mysterious smile was all about earlier. He knew she had a plan, but so did he.

"You want to go to dinner after work? And a movie or something?" She looked over at him, a little stunned. They didn't usually do social things, except going to The Penny, so him offering made it even better. "Yeah. Sounds fun."

She figured that this was part of his plan to get her to cave so she decided to initiate her own plan. She pulled open the glove box, grabbing the lip balm she had placed in there earlier. She started applying it, letting it glide over her lips, making them shine a little more than usual. As she was closing the glove box, after putting the lip balm back, she glanced at the light, noticing that it had turned green and glanced over at Sam, who was staring at her lips instead of the road. "It's green." She pointed to the light overhead. He looked up to her eyes as she spoke, then moved his gaze to where she was now pointing, before processing what she had said and accelerating forward, now aware of the car horn sounding behind them.

She smiled, holding back the laugh that wanted to escape. She was getting to him, he was going to be staring at her lips all day, and then not being able to help himself anymore he's going to kiss them. At least, that was her plan, and it was going to work.

They had a few calls, but everything had been relatively quiet. They stopped for lunch, relieving Sam of his alone time with Andy, which he usually loved, but now he was just thankful for the people who were also at the diner, watching them, keeping him in line, it would be inappropriate for two officers to be caught making out in public, which made things easier for him.

Lunch went quickly; Andy taking time to tell him stories of her and her dad's many adventures as a kid. She would try to imitate her father's voice whenever he had lectured her about something, her lips pouting as she deepened her voice into a somewhat manly tone, and every time Sam's eyes would move to them. Watching the way they moved, the way her lip balm made them glisten. He was in trouble.

They continued to drive around, watching for trouble and waiting for dispatch to contact them about anything they needed help with. Andy continued to glance over at Sam, he seemed to be in his own world though, thinking about something, or else he was doing an excellent job at ignoring her.

He thought back to his conversation with Gail yesterday, obviously Andy had told her about their competition because Gail had some insight on the situation that she graciously shared with him.


They were sitting at the desk, waiting for something, anything to happen. Gail was spinning in her chair, drinking her soda through a straw when she stopped abruptly, facing Sam, his head bent over some paperwork he needed to catch up on.

"You're screwed you know that right?"

He looked up at her, eyebrows drawing together in confusion. "Excuse me?"

"You and Andy. You're in over your head."

He was glaring at her, anger crossing his face as she began assessing their relationship. She shook her head, realizing what he was thinking she was saying.

"Your competition. She told me."

His face lightened, going back to his usual stoic expression.

"Yeah? Why's that?"

"Umm…have you seen yourself lately? It's kinda gross how into her you are."

"Well, we are dating." He deadpanned. "I think I'm supposed to be into her."

Gail nodded. "Yeah, but you're not going to be able to hold out very long."

"I think I can wait it out. I've done it before."

"I know you waited for her before, but you didn't really have a choice. You couldn't date her as her TO and then she was with Callaghan and he messed her up. You had no other choice but to wait…..and hope."


Gail was completely right. He might have kissed her that second night, outside The Penny, if she hadn't stopped him, but after that, he respected that rule, for her; and then she was with Callaghan and he didn't want to be the one to mess that up. Not if she was happy with him, but thankfully Luke messed it up. Luke messed it up and hurt Andy, and so he waited, waited until she was ready to give them a chance, but right when he thought things might have been progressing between them, he got called away. He never really had the chance to be with her before that, and now that he was with her, he didn't want to have to worry about holding back, but now with their no kissing competition he was in trouble. That's all he wanted to do. He wanted so badly just to kiss her right there.

He turned to look at her, surprised to see her staring at him. She giggled; she had been staring for a couple minutes now, just waiting for him to notice. Her chin was resting on her fist, elbow leaning on the armrest, eyes boring into the profile of his face. She grinned at him, licking her lips, before speaking. "Hi." He shook his head and turned to look back out at the road. "You can't do that." She sat up straight, confused by what he was referring to. "Can't do what?"

He looked back to her, eyebrows raised, giving her a 'you-know-what' look. "Your lips, you've been pouting them and licking them, you can't do that. It's cheap." She laughed, he had pointed out two things that were done instinctively, things that she didn't even think about before doing them.

She pouted her lips and put a finger to them, pointing, "What? These lips?" He was staring again, "Andy…" he warned. "It's all part of the game Sam."

They ended shift on time, leaving the cruiser and walking back into the barn, heading for their separate locker rooms. She walked back out a while later, back in her normal clothes, grabbing Sam's hand and pulling him off the wall and dragging him along beside her. "So where are we going?" She asked, wondering if he had already planned everything out in his head.

"Wherever." He shrugged, not really caring as long as it was public. That was his plan; keep her out as long as possible. He wanted to spend the night out in public, keep their alone time to a minimum so he wouldn't be tempted to end their game, he also wanted to tire her out a little, make it so she was too tired to even try and tempt him.

They drove around a little before she pointed to a restaurant and decide that they would be eating there. He agreed, meeting her at the front of the truck and grabbing her hand, pulling it to his lips for a sweet kiss before walking towards the door and holding it for to enter. They were seated quickly, and ordered, enjoying the night out with each other. They talked about pointless things, but it was nice. He paid for dinner and led her back out to the truck. "So what do you want to do now?"

She shrugged, "Whatever." He nodded, knowing that her day wasn't as exciting as usual, a movie seemed to be a little too relaxed for tonight, and so he headed in the other direction. As they pulled up to the arcade a small laugh escaped her lips at the thought of Sam actually going inside. "I'm serious McNally. Now get out."

She obeyed and followed him in. He bought some tokens, and paid for a game of laser tag, which he insisted upon, saying, "We need to test your shooting abilities. See if you can take on someone who actually has skill with a gun." She nodded, agreeing to the game, but challenging back, "Right. And who is the other person that has skills with a gun." He shook his head, as she laughed at her own comment, and put his hand at her back, gently leading her towards the games. They laughed as they played, continually challenging each other at different things, none of the games actually having to do with skill, but they still teased each other when they won. Andy, loving the fact that she had beat him at some car racing game, couldn't help but tease, "I thought you said you were a good driver."

They waited in line as their designated time for laser tag approached. "You ready for this?" She asked looking up at him. "What to kick your butt? Definitely." She glared at him as a she tried to keep a smile from escaping onto her lips, causing her lips to scrunch together.

They suited up, wearing different colored jackets, to signal to the rest of the players what team they were on. As the buzzer sounded, they raced through the different hallways and tunnels, trying to find a safe place before the guns were activated. The buzzer sounded again as their guns lit up, signaling the start of what was going to be a very intense game. Very loud techno/videogame music was blaring through the speakers, making things even more intense as Sam started to glide along the edge of the wall, glancing back and forth for possible enemies.

Andy had stationed herself above most of the players on the top level, hidden in a little space, a small window revealing players below her. She positioned her gun on the corner of the window and began to shoot at the opposite players, watching as their color went out as they were shot. Every now and then she would duck down, not letting the other player see her. Repositioning her gun she spotted him. She could make him out by his by-the-book gun handling. It was like watching him clear a house, taking out every suspect within the confines. She aimed for him and shot, watching his light go out, a big smile on her face.

He looked up and spotted her position, which she didn't seem to care about anymore. He glared towards her, as she blew him a kiss before turning and moving away. The light on his jacket came back on, but he didn't notice, he was too busy trying to make his way towards where she had just been. He no longer glided skillfully along the walls, but darted down the hallways towards the stairs, repeatedly being shot by opponents that no longer interested him.

She had made her way towards the ground floor, knowing he would be going up to try and find her, but her plan was to avoid him at all cost. She continued to shoot at the opponents while keeping herself moving, moving away from where she had just been. She was moving swiftly down a hallway, a tall wall blocking everything on the other side of the wall.

He sprinted down the hall, making his way to the end and rounded the corner into someone coming the other way. He lost his footing and tumbled forward; taking the person he had run into with him. He landed on top of them, their gun clattering to their side, as he blurted out an apology. He felt their arms wrap around his neck as his eyes adjusted to see Andy pinned underneath him.

She smiled up at him, as he asked, "Are you okay? I'm so sorry." She nodded, pulling him closer to her so she didn't have to yell too loudly, "I'm fine. It's okay." He stared down at her, making sure she meant it. Her hands were playing with the hair at the back of his head as he leaned down and kissed her nose, before standing up and pulling her with him. He pulled her into him, hugging her tightly as she rested her cheek against his neck.

He grabbed his gun and quickly pointed it at her back, know that she had no chance of getting him with her arms around his neck, and he pulled the trigger. Startled by the sound she pulled back, seeing the smile across Sam's face and looking down to see her light had gone out and was now flashing back to life. "You had to win so badly, didn't you Swarek?" He nodded, "After that comment about my driving, you had it coming."

The lights came back on signaling that their game had ended. After putting the jackets and guns back they headed outside. "Come on, I'll take you home." She put a hand to her head as if she was about to faint and said, "Such a gentleman." He pulled her toward the truck mumbling a 'shut up' into the side of her head.

They walked to her door, he stopped and waited for her to put the key in, to let them in, but she just turned and stared at him, her chin tilted up and her lips puckered. He chuckled as her lack of subtlety. Her eyes opened, "What, no goodnight kiss?" He put his hands on the sides of her face, and came in as close as possible without letting their lips touch before turning her head to the side and kissing her cheek.

"Well played." She stated, inserting the key into the lock and letting herself in before shutting and locking it before Sam could come in. He stood there an inch from the door, mouth wide open, and eyes wide. He stood there waiting patiently for a minute before realizing she wasn't opening the door any time soon. He knocked and softly called, "Andy, open up." She opened the door, and looked up at him. "Only because I think I need help getting my shirt off." She stated as she walked back to her room.

He locked the door before following her to her room. She had already changed into her pajama bottoms and was now struggling to pull her shirt over her head. He hurried over to her and grasped her hands, bringing them to her side, "Hey, let me do it. Can you lift your arms?" She looked up at his face and nodded, slowly raising her arms over her head, wincing slightly. He grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her body as lightly as he could.

Placing his hands on her hips he slowly turned her around so he could see her back. There was a large bruise forming on her left side, darkest on the shoulder and fading as it went downwards. He sighed in frustration, knowing that he had been the one to cause the bruise. He let his fingers gently slide over the injured skin, "Andy, I'm sorry." She turned her head so she could speak over her shoulder. "How bad is it?"

He shook his head, not wanting to tell her how much damage he had caused her. "Bad. It's really bad." He was still staring at her back shaking his head in disbelief, he would never do anything to hurt her and yet here she was with a huge bruise and he was the cause of it. They both knew it was an accident, but he was disgusted with himself. "I'm sorry."

She turned around, lifting her right arm and pulling him to her by the back of his neck. He bent his head to her shoulder, as her hand continued to play with his hair. "Hey, it's okay. It was an accident. I'm fine, it'll get better." His hand had made their way to her back, lightly smoothing over her skin. They stood their silently, content to stay there in the silence for a couple minutes.

She felt him yawn into her shoulder and tugged gently at his hair. "If you help me get a shirt on, we can go to bed." He nodded and stepped away, grabbing one of his old shirts she had stolen from his closet and deemed as hers. She slowly lifted her arms, allowing him to slip the oversized shirt on easily.

They quickly brushed their teeth and pulled back the covers on her bed, helping her ease onto it. He stripped to his boxer and slipped in the other side, letting her have some space, but she grabbed his hand and tugged him closer, slipping her head onto his shoulder and laying on her right side. She closed her eyes, as she felt him slip a hand to the back of her neck and kiss her forehead, mumbling another, 'I'm sorry' against it. Her left hand that was resting on his chest moved to his face, turning it to look down at her as she looked into his eyes, "I had fun tonight, okay? So stop blaming yourself. I love you, and one accidental bruise isn't going to change that okay?" He nodded in response. "Good. Now go to bed." He chuckled at her demanding behavior before replying, "Yes ma'am." and kissing the top of her head before falling asleep.

Well I hope you liked the chapter, I know it ended kind of sadly, but I just write whatever comes to mind and that's where we ended up. I also hope you forgive me, I feel like the chapter was very choppy, but I didn't really want to take the time to make it flow better. The story is coming to an end, and I would like to thank you again for your support and interest in this short little story.

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