He turned on the water and they both got in. When they had finished washing each other, Andy started drying her hair and dressing herself. Sam walked to the kitchen in a towel to get some food. Andy quickly sneaked behind him and whipped his towel off of him.
"Hey!" Sam shouted and held his arms out at her.
"I like the view." Andy declared.
"I mean, it's chilly in here, Andy." Sam pleaded.
"Nope. You need to put your clothes on. Now." Andy smiled at him.
"If you like the view so much," Sam started. Andy came over to him and embraced his toned body.
"I'm not complaining, we just have to leave soon. Trace said they'd start the party at four." Andy said.
"We're what they're celebrating. We can be late," Sam said.
"It's not polite." Andy said. She was always concerned for other people.
"Well," Sam said. He pressed his lips to hers and walked away to get dressed. She was left standing there in her bra and her favorite pair of skinny jeans.
"Sam!" Andy shouted and ran after him. She had to put on a shirt. He was getting dressed when she walked into his room.
"Yeah, McNally?" Sam playfully asked from the bathroom. He was patting his cheeks with his aftershave, the one that Andy had told him many times that she loved. He always had the perfect amount on. Not like Luke's overpowering scent, Sam's smell was pleasant.
"Come on, I'm ready to go," Andy had put her shirt on and was standing by the door, waiting with keys in hand.
"Yeah, just one sec," Sam spoke. He finished combing his hair and put on the shirt Andy had told him she liked. He walked to the door and found Andy slumped back on it.
"You ready?" Andy asked.
"Yeah," Sam sighed and opened the door for her. The drive to the station was made in silence, though they held hands the whole way. The station welcomed them with open arms, even though people were still working. They went to the break room, where the party was to be held. Of course the lights were off, and everyone screamed surprise! when they turned them on.
"Hey, guys!" Dov said, hugging them both. The rest of the rookies greeted Andy as Sam made his way to talk with the detectives. Traci, Gail, Sue, and Andy were all admiring the ring on Andy's hand. They were all squealing about something when Sam came over to talk.
"H- Andy, they're cutting the cake. Another one." Sam said after embracing her from behind.
"What were you going to say?" Andy turned around and asked him.
"Nothing?" Sam said knowingly.
"That wasn't nothing." Andy declared and walked away. She went to talk to Jerry.
"McNally!" Jerry said when she came over.
"Hey," Andy said.
"McNally, come here. We need to talk." Jerry spoke. He grabbed her wrist and walked out of the room, towards the detectives' offices.
"What's up?" Andy asked, looking at him seriously.
"Sam." Jerry simply said.
"Okay," Andy extended her word.
"You need to know that we're all rooting for you guys here. Traci has said enough for me to know that you're hesitant that this won't work out in your favor. But let me tell you something. Sam isn't one to walk away easily. You won't get rid of him, you know that. You guys are going to have a lot of fights in the next month or so. You'll fight about everything, so it's better to just get it out in the open. Don't hide stuff from Sam, because he'll find out about it, and that won't be pretty. Don't lie either, that never worked out for me and Trace. I'm glad you guys finally stopped dancing around each other, so don't screw this up. Don't tell him you're fine when you're not. And you both better find a routine within each other. You can't just ignore his needs and walk away whenever you please." Jerry explained.
"You make him sound like a child," Andy breathed.
"You know he's not, McNally." Jerry spoke.
"Jerry, look. I love him. I need him right now, okay? That's really none of your concern," Andy defended herself.
"Andy, I just don't want him to get hurt. You've hurt each other enough for two marriages, right?" Jerry asked knowingly.
"And?" Andy asked.
"I hope you'll need him a lot more than just right now, McNally." Jerry said.
"I will, Jerry. I will. Is that it?" Andy asked him sarcastically.
"Pretty much, McNally. Don't screw this up, alright? You finally have something good for yourself, and God knows you deserve it. Sam is the best thing you could ask for, McNally. He's your best friend, but he's also your husband. Treat him right." Jerry finished.
"I will. Thanks," Andy smiled and hugged Jerry
"Congratulations, kid." Jerry motioned for her to head back to the party. Andy started walking and stopped at the coffee machine that the station had just received. She just put her hand on the coffee cups and stood there.
"McNally? You okay?" Jerry asked.
"Yeah, can you get Sam really quick?" Andy asked. Her eyes pleaded with him.
"Sure McNally," Jerry walked away, but looked back at Andy as he turned around the corner. Her eyes were shiny with tears that were being held back. A minute later, Sam came running around the corner. He had his arms open.
"McNally, what's wrong?" Sam asked her, his voice laced with concern. She said nothing, she just moved towards him for an embrace. He complied and held her tight. It seemed like the tears kept falling. Sam started wiping them away after he released her. He was searching her eyes for some clue as to what was going on, but she gave away nothing.
"I'm," Andy started. Sam interrupted her.
"Don't you dare lie to me." Sam declared, his voice stern now. She once again said nothing, but elevated herself enough to kiss him. He pulled back.
"Andy, stop. You need to tell me what's wrong here." Sam said.
"I'm just overwhelmed," Andy silently cursed her voice for cracking.
"You're not fooling me, Andy. You may be able to put on a show for those people, but you know I'm not buying this bullshit you're trying to give me." Sam said.
"I'm not giving you anything," Andy spat.
"Andy, I love you. And you act like you love me," Sam said.
"Of course," Andy spoke.
"So unless you're a really good actor, all you have to do is be honest right now. That's all I'm asking for. We'll go back inside, have some cake, and go to our home. We'll sleep in the same bed, and then we'll wake up together and go to work. That's what is going to happen, Andy. You don't have to be overwhelmed." Sam explained.
"I just got married to the Sam Swarek. I'm Mrs. Swarek now. Tomorrow, I have to get my uniform's name tag changed. I've been looking down and seeing McNally for three years. But now that I'm Mrs. Swarek, I can't just be McNally anymore. I'll always be Andrea McNally Swarek." Andy said.
"That's not your name." Sam said.
"What?" Andy asked.
"Andrea, that's not your name. Your name is Andy. You'll always be Andy around here; you can't change that. Callaghan can't change that. Hell, even I can't change that. And I wouldn't change it for the world. I wouldn't change you for the world," Sam spoke.