Thank you for the reviews! I'm sorry the last chapter was not as upbeat, but it was hard for me to think of a way that Andy would cave because I initially had only written one ending where Sam lost, so it was hard to think of different things when I already had an idea for the ending. I'm not saying that Sam is shallow and only cares for Andy for physical reason, but I felt like he was so in love with her already that when they finally get together he doesn't want to hold back he wants all of her all the time. I know someone thought I made Andy conceited in this story, but I didn't see it at all that way. Sorry if I offended you by my portrayal of the characters, but this is my story so your going to get to see my perspective of their relationship. Sorry for the rambling, now onto the last one.

Their day had been normal, wake up, go to work, go home. They had woken up, they had gone to work, where it was a pretty calm and relatively uneventful, and now they were heading home.

Walking out of the barn side by side, she glanced over at him, letting her eyes fully take him in, the expression on his face, the way his body seemed to be a little tensed standing next to her. Their competition was taking a toll on him and she was just waiting for him to finally break, it was only a matter of time.

"You coming over?" She asked reaching for his hand. Letting her entwine their fingers, he glanced over at her questioning face. "I think I'm going to just spend the night at my place tonight." Her face dropped a little, wondering if she had done something that might have upset him. She tried to compose herself, get over it, but she couldn't let it slide, she couldn't read him and that scared her.

"We're good, right?" He let his thumb smooth over the skin of her inner wrist, calming her down a little bit before smiling over at her, "Yeah, McNally. We're good." She smiled back at him, giving up a little laugh, "Afraid you might break if I get you alone?"

She had read his mind, she knew it. The way his tongue went to the inside of his cheek, shaking his head, glaring over at her. He was trying to think of some way to deflect her question, make it seem like he had no problem with their little competition, but before he could come up with a retort she started hounding him again.

She knew he was close to breaking and he had pretty much just admitted it to her, she couldn't help herself, she liked knowing how much of an impact she had on him. They made it out to the parking lot, happy they were alone, in case he actually did break. She whined his name, making sure he was listening before teasing him, "Saaammmmm. It's okay, you can kiss me, I won't tell anybody."

She had only personally told Traci and Gail about their little game and he had probably only told, Oliver, which ultimately meant practically everyone at the division knew. Heck, the whole division had most likely already placed bets on who they thought would cave first. Neither of them really minded that people were taking sides on who had the most restraint, but constantly being watched by every single colleague was getting little awkward.

He chuckled at her confidence, although, it wasn't really misplaced, he knew he was in trouble from the minute they started, but he knew she was getting incredibly close to giving in. The thing was he knew that she was getting a little antsy about the inevitable kiss too. She was close to caving as well and he just needed some time to come up with a strategy that she wouldn't be able to resist and then he could be done with worrying about making the first move. He was set on winning, which was why he was going home alone tonight.

"You're not going to get me that easily, Andy. I thought I told you about my willpower and how you shouldn't underestimate it." He stopped beside her, in front of his truck, both still looking at the other, and then he was being backed up into the side of the car. She was pushing herself against him, pinning him in place, her hands coming to rest on his chest as his rested on her hips. "Well then Swarek, I'm sorry to tell you, you're going to be waiting forever for our next kiss because I promise you, I will not be the one to cave. Unless of course your willpower isn't as great as you say it is."

His mouth was open, a little shocked by her words, but also a little disappointed. He seemed to have gotten his hopes up, thinking she might just claim his mouth right then, but she seemed very confident that she would not be losing this game of theirs either. She stepped back, letting an eerie smile creep to her face as she walked to the other side of the truck and hoisting herself in.

The drive was silent. Keeping their bodies separate in every way possible, no talking, no touching, no looking. She knew she had gotten to him, just by the air surrounding him she knew he was thinking about it, thinking about finally ending their competition right then and there. But fortunately for him, before deciding to actually act on his impulses, he pulled up outside her apartment.

She looked at him for the first time since getting into the car. He tried to keep to himself still, looking at the dash, the wheel, basically anything but her. "Sam." She said it to get his attention and as much as he didn't want to, he let himself look at her, her beautiful, loving face staring back at him. "Thanks for the ride, but you know, if you change your mind, you know where I am." She hitched her thumb to her building, illustrating that she would be in there. He smiled at how confident she was and just nodded.

"Okay." She was hesitating, waiting to see if he would be joining her right then, but as he sat there, not making a move to leave, she knew he meant it when he said he was going to his house. She leaned over the console, kissing his cheek, and moved her lips to his ear and whispered, "I love you, you know?" A smile took over his face as she leaned back and got out of the truck.

She stepped out onto the curb and turned back to look at him, he was still nodding from her whispered question, "Bye." She shut the door and walked to her building as Sam waited, making sure she got in safely before driving away.

They were now both alone, a new feeling since being together. They had spent every night together since she had come back from her suspension, so now having a night to themselves they had no idea what to do.

He walked into his house, flipping on the lights and looking around, it just felt empty, he felt empty, or at least like part of him was missing. He had left her only twenty minutes ago, but it just felt odd not to be with her now. He had been alone for so long yet right now it felt odd and unfamiliar, but he knew if he had gone with her, their competition would have been over within the first five minutes.


Andy stepped into the condo alone, wondering how she would occupy herself for the next couple hours before calling it a night. She was so used to curling up with Sam and watching TV, or just sitting on the couch and doing absolutely nothing, doing nothing together, or obviously entertaining themselves by exploring the other, or getting to know certain parts of the other better. But tonight she was alone, because of a stupid, yet entertaining idea he had come up with.


With no idea of what to do in his own house, he started getting ready for bed. He locked up while brushing his teeth, before stripping down to his boxers and climbing in bed.

He lay there, alone, in his cold sheets, thinking of the empty space beside him. As much as he willed himself to sleep he couldn't bring himself to actually fall asleep.

This needed to end, he couldn't take it anymore. It wasn't exactly straining their relationship, they still bantered and joked, but he missed her lips on his, missed being able to silence her with his lips, he just missed kissing her lips whenever he wanted.

He felt like he was on a date, inevitably stuck at the doorstep scene. Stuck at the feeling right before you go for the kiss, stuck at the anxious anticipation, stuck at the feeling of wanting to join your lips so badly, but on a date you actually silence those feelings by actually going for it. But he couldn't, he was stuck in the moment of wanting, stuck in the moment of staring at her lips, but he couldn't go for it because of a stupid wager he had made with her. They weren't even playing for anything. The person who holds out longer gets nothing and the person who caves gets nothing. Why was he putting himself through this torture for the prize of winning nothing? Sure maybe it would deflate his ego a little bit, but maybe that wasn't such a bad thing.

His stupid ego is what got him into this in the first place.

This competition was stupid and he was going to end it. He threw the covers back and slipped back into his clothes, grabbing the keys off his counter, he headed for the truck.

Putting the truck in park, he practically ran to her door. He knocked a little harder than expected, but he wasn't sure if she had already gone to sleep, he just needed to get in, and scaring her in the process would not be a good thing. The door swung open to reveal Andy in her comfy sweat capris and one of his shirts that he had left over a couple days ago.

"You wanna talk?" She questioned him. He shook his head and stepping over the threshold replied, "No." He backed her into the wall off to the side of the door and crushed her lips underneath his. She reacted instantly, as if they hadn't taken a break from this activity at all. She smiled against his lips, happy that he had finally caved; glad she could now take his lips in hers whenever she felt like it, excited that she could forever hang this over his head.

He had caved and she had won.

He couldn't resist her.

To Sam Swarek she was irresistible, and that alone could keep her happy for the rest of her life.

His kisses became more passionate. He sucked and nibbled and licked every bit of her pink lips before licking his way into her mouth. After exploring for a couple seconds he broke away, just long enough to yank his shirt back over his head for the second time that night.

"Woah there Swarek, anything more than that and I will be scarred for the rest of my life." Sam turned around to see none other than Peck and Nash sitting on the floor, large glasses of wine in their hands and devious smiles plastered on their faces.

He put up a hand in an awkward wave before turning back to Andy and hissing, "Why didn't you tell me you had people over?" She laughed at his embarrassment before shooting back, "You forgot to ask if I was alone." Everything had been so similar to their first kiss that she couldn't help it. At least she was smart enough to make sure he was alone that night.

"Let's go in the bedroom for a minute, okay?" She reached down and grabbed his shirt, handing to him before pulling him away from the prying eyes of Traci and Gail.

"We can leave if you two are going to, you know." Gail shouted from the living room. Traci nudged her in the side, hissing out, "Gail!" before chucking a little herself.

"If you're in there for any longer than five minutes I will seriously run out of here like a bat out of..."

Andy shook her head at her friend's comments; laughing at the "Oww!" that Gail yelped out before she could even finish her comment.

"Hi." she smiled up at him. "Hey. Sorry for exposing myself in front of your friends." She nodded, although she couldn't care less about them seeing her boyfriend's defined back muscles. "You just said you'd be here, so I thought it was an open invitation. I didn't think anyone else would be here."

"Yeah well I didn't know what to do with myself. I haven't really been alone for a while, so I invited them over. I can send them home." He shook his head at her offer, "No its fine, I'll just go."

He pulled his shirt back on, set on actually going back to his house, "No. I want you here. You can just wait in here; they should be leaving soon anyways."

"Okay." He leaned down, capturing her lips once again, before pulling away so she could get back to her friends.

"You taste like toothpaste, you know that right?" He chuckled at her random observation. "You've never complained about the taste of toothpaste before." She nodded, "Yeah well usually when we make out and you taste like toothpaste, so do I." He smiled, thoughts of backing her into a wall again, popping in his head before replying. "True. I tried to go to sleep at my house, but for some reason I could not fall asleep for the life of me." She smirked at him, finding this as the perfect opportunity to hassle him, "Oh yeah? You got a girl keeping you up?"

He shook his head at her question, although it was completely true, before locking his eyes on hers and saying, "Yeah. She's a pain in the butt even when she's not around."

She slapped at his arm, knowing it was only a joke, before pulling him down to her lips again, letting him get comfortable, before shoving him onto the bed. He growled, in anger mostly, but also a little turned on by her commanding gesture. She started walking towards the door, still looking at him, "You know you love me Swarek." before he had time to make a retort or even nod his head she was back out into the living room laughing with her friends about the little show he gave them.

He really didn't care, he was just glad that he no longer had to worry about keeping his distance from Andy. How he had even managed to wait two and a half days, he had no idea after that kiss. He would never agree to anything like this again if he could help it. He was just glad it was over and he could do whatever he wanted with Andy now without worrying about some stupid competition.

This is the ending that I had originally planned and it is still probably my favorite. I've been waiting to post this since after the first chapter. You're lucky you got any chapters in between. Gail is my comedic relief in the show and so when this idea came to mind I couldn't help but write it out. I hope you loved it. Thank you for reading this, unfortunately this is the last chapter.

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