It has been a tad crazy here, I look forward to a two-week shutdown starting Friday so I can write and be a bum in slippers.

Rated T,

I do not own Rookie Blue, but if I did…..

Sarah and Sam talked more on the sofa about the day, how Andy could and would be feeling about all of it. They discussed holiday plans and when Sarah would be returning home. Time flew by and soon it was eleven. Sarah and Sam made up their beds and had just started to settle in when a blood-curdling scream came from Andy's room.

Sam and Sarah bolted for her room knowing it was a nightmare.

Sam made it to Andy's door before he heard her scream his name. Sam made it to her bedside and Sarah suddenly grabbed him. "Sam, remember what Nick said, so slow movements, easy talking and light touches."

Sam slowly sat on the bed and started talking very calmly, "Andy, its ok, I am here." Sam just kept saying it over and over. He started to lightly touch her arm and rub his thumb up and down, light strokes trying to get her to calm down. It took about forty-five minutes before Andy started to calm down and her eyes looked like she was really awake.

Andy quickly sat up and realized that Sarah was on one side of the bed and Sam was on the other. She looked wide at both of them. "What happened," she asked quietly.

Sam slowly moved towards her, "You were screaming, screaming for me. You were having a nightmare."

Sarah moved in closer to Andy and embraced her. She could see that Andy was shaking. "Do you remember what the nightmare is about? Or is it like mine where you don't know what is causing you to scream but you do."

Sam took the start of that conversation, as he needed to leave the room. "I am going to put some tea on for everyone. " Sarah nodded and he left the room.

Of all the people Sarah would understand and get through to Andy that she can get through this and maybe get down to what her nightmares were about.

Sam rubbed his face and started filling the kettle, set it on the stove and started the burner. He then looked at the different teas in the box. He pulled out some Jasmine tea and set it aside, staring off into space. Sam broke out of his thoughts when the kettle whistled. He made three cups and went to peak into the bedroom to see if the girls wanted any tea. Sarah patted Andy's arm and told her she would be right back.

Sarah grabbed Sam's arm and took him into the kitchen. "Sam her nightmare has nothing to do with the OP. Mind you, the stress of the OP brings this nightmare out."

"Come on Sarah, what is it your not telling me."

"Her nightmare is from the day you and her found Jerry."

Sam pinched the bridge of his nose, "Oh."

Sarah let go of his hand, "But in her nightmare it is anyone but Jerry. She screamed for you today because in her nightmare it was you."

"Let me go in and talk to her, ok."

"Sure Sam."

Sam made his way to the bedroom with the cup of tea for Andy.

Sam stood in the doorway, "Andy, is it ok that I come in."

He heard a very small and quiet, "sure".

Sam walked over to the side of the bed and sat down, "Would you like some tea?"

Andy looked at him and grabbed him into a tight embrace, with a small cry, "Sam you're live." The tears just started to flow, "I thought I had lost you."

Sam put the cup down and held her. He rubbed circles on her back all he could say over and over is "I am ok. I am here."

Sam sat back on the bed resting his back on the headboard. Andy was curled up next to him using him as a pillow. Sam kept rubbing circles on her back and soon he noticed she had stopped crying and her breathing had evened out. Sam closed his eyes and fell a sleep holding her.

Sam felt movement next to him and opened his eyes.

"Sorry I was trying to get up to go to the bathroom."

"Its ok," Sam looked at the clock, it was four am. Sam was amazed at the time difference, they had slept six hours, that was more than either one of them had gotten in a long time. "Are you hungry, I can make you something to eat, drink?"

"I am not really hungry, I just need a moment."

Andy headed to the bathroom and Sam sat up in the bed, rubbing his face. He zoned out and before he realized it, it had been thirty minutes since Andy had gone into the bathroom. He got up out of the bed and lightly tapped on the bathroom door. He heard nothing; he tapped again and then tried the doorknob, "Andy"

The door was unlocked and he peaked in. There was Andy, on the floor with her head on her knees. Sam walked in and sat down next to her. "You ok."

Andy looked up at him, her eyes looked so haunting and so sad. With a soft, almost childish voice, "I don't think I can do this anymore." Sam's heart about stopped. He could see the resign in her eyes.

"Andy, talk to me, what is going on?"

Andy took a deep breath, "Why are you here? We broke up, remember? You left and then I left. Why do you care about me anymore, why do you care about this… " as she waved her hands back and forth, "you didn't sign up for this and don't need to be here for any of this. Why are torturing yourself by being here. Why are you torturing me with what I have lost by being here?"

Sam knew this would come up, he just didn't expect for it to come up at 4 am on her bathroom floor. "Andy, I screwed up. I want to fix it and make it better. I want to do everything for you until you say yes."

Andy sighed, "I slept so good next to you, I missed that, I want that and I don't think I can handle you walking out that door again. I realize I left again. I realize that we are both at fault for the many things that happened the last round but I can't survive another round where you leave again. I won't survive."

"You are stuck with me, I am not going anywhere and I am going to fight tooth and nail until my last breath. "

Andy frowned.

"I know I said it before but I now know what life is like without you and I will not live without you. " Sam took her face in his hands and made her look at him. "You do believe me, right Andy?"