Hey everyone thanks for all the kind reviews and comments . As much as I love Andy and Sam together I really think that Luke isn't that awful of guy and deserves some credit. With that being said here is the next chapter.

Also does Oliver Shaw's wife have a name. I've seen it many different ways on here. Thanks!

They had just been sitting there for twenty minutes. Twenty minutes of Andy fidgeting and Luke staring. This was it. She had to tell him.

"Soo…" Andy said her body tensing as she prepared herself for the next part of the conversation.

"Just tell me what it is Andy." Luke was well aware of how this conversation was going to end. He had bags under his eyes and he looked exhausted, defeated even. He sat with complete ease, in his chair, in his empty house, with his girl who he was pretty sure was about to tell him 'Its not you, it's me.'

Andy looked at her hands and then back up at Luke. "I can't do it Luke." She sat on the edge of her chair, bracing herself for what came next. There was a pause before he answered.

"Do what?" He decided to play along. It had been weeks since he asked her to move in with him. He knew what the chance of this conversation ending up in his favor was. Slim.

After the drug bust they were great. She was excited. He was excited. But then it all went downhill. He wasn't sure at what point it happened, but it did. The last two weeks in particular he felt her pulling away, and he fought really hard to keep her with him, but after everything they'd been through he was ready for the next step, and if she wasn't then he was done.

"Move in with you." She decided that simple and direct was the best way to go in this case. She also told herself this morning when she gave a pep talk to her reflection in the mirror that less would be more.

"Mmmh." He simply nodded his head curtly. He sat up from his relaxed position to lean forward onto his arms with ease. Andy looked at him curiously. That was not the response she expected. She just nodded her head in agreement, mimicking his movements, with his 'Mmmh,' not knowing what else to do.

"So is this it?" He asked calmly.

"Is what it?" She was confused.

"Us." He peered up at her after glancing at the table, his eyes searching hers for the truthful response. She opened and then closed her mouth, somewhat caught off guard by the directness of the question. She wasn't sure if Luke was 'it', but she did know when she had a good thing right in front of her.

Luke stood up."You not responding says it all."He started to walk away from her into the kitchen.

"Luke wait." She followed him her chair scraping across the floor in the process.

"No Andy." He started to get angry and his voice became a little louder. "If you won't move in with me, then I don't see this conversation going anywhere, and I definently do not see this relationship going anywhere."

"So it's all or nothing? That's it." She started to get defensive.

"Andy." Luke said her name with such disappointment in his voice, that she cringed. "Its over." He leaned against the counter and then looked up at her.

"Are you breaking up with me?" Andy was somewhat surprised, but not completely. She figured they would continue dating, and she had rationalized to herself that all she needed was more time to want to move in with Luke.

"No, Andy. You're breaking up with me."

"That is not what I said." She said walking around the counter to his side of the kitchen.

"You didn't have to!" He threw his hands up to the sky, with a frustrated chuckle.

"So this is it" Andy gestured to the room and nothing in particular. "We're done?"

"We've been done."

"I'm sorry but I must've missed that memo." She said it as she paced the room, her arms gesturing to emphasize her sarcastic words.

"Andy!" He shouted her name not with anger or bitterness, but in a begging type of way. "You aren't in love with me." She was silent and still. Allowing the words to sink in she just stared at him. After a few moments of silence she realized that he was right. She wasn't in love with him. He had known it since the bust, Luke just didn't want to acknowledge it hoping that she would come around, because he could honestly say he loved her.

"Okay." She said it barely audible. She went to get her coat and started to walk toward the door.

"Andy" He called after her softly. She turned to look at him. "I'm sorry."

"No, I'm sorry. I should have said something sooner, about the moving in thing." She talked to the floor while apologizing, ashamed she had let it get this far. Time passed slowly, and their silence grew comfortable as they stood there not knowing what to say or do. Luke made the first move he started walking towards her.

"It was a good time while it lasted." He stopped with a foot in between them.

"Yeah it was." She smiled at him.

"No hard feelings?"

"No hard feelings." Andy agreed. She looked into his eyes one last time before giving him a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. She turned and walked out front door, never looking back.

She felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders as she walked to her car. She would have walked with a bounce in her step, but felt that might be inappropriate given her current location.

The next day before parade Andy ran into Luke just outside the door to parade. They both smiled at each other, but neither said a word. She felt a little tug in her chest, not of longing, but of guilt and anxiety as she watched him go to the front of the room.

While Luke was talking Andy contemplated why she felt nothing when she looked at him. She expected there to be a short amount of time where she felt regret for her decision, or felt the urge to jump him in one of the interview rooms, but none of that came. She just felt guilty for not doing anything sooner, and anxious because…well she wasn't sure why she felt anxious.

"Hey." Traci whispered as Luke switched the floor over to Frank.

"What?" She whispered back.

"Don't look now, but someone can't seem to stop looking over here." Traci smirked and jabbed her elbow in her side and pointed towards the right side of the room. Andy looked over to where she saw her pointing. It was Sam, but he was looking down at his notes right then and calmly talking to Oliver.

"Uh-huh" Andy said rolling her eyes.

"I told you not to look." Traci said with amusement in his voice.

At the end of parade Traci and Andy started to walk out together, like they did any other day, until Dov cornered them.

"So is it true?" He asked looking at Andy.

"Is what true?" Traci asked. Dov glanced and Traci then back at Andy.

"You know…You and Callaghan. are you done?" Andy rolled her eyes for the second time that day.

"Where did you hear that from?"

Dov stood up a little straighter trying to put on his best poker face. "I have my sources."

"Right." Traci said moving past him while Andy followed her.

"I overheard Detective Barber talking to Callaghan." He said trailing the two. Andy stopped in her tracks and looked at him and then looked at Traci expectantly.

Traci put her arms up defensively. " I didn't tell Jerry anything."

"Why do you care Dov?" Andy asked with a sigh.

"Because I'm living vicariously through everyone else." He hoped that by making fun of himself they would ease off the abrasivness. Traci and Andy just gave each other a look of annoyance and continued to walk.

"Okay, okay, stop I'll tell you why." They turned and looked at him.

"Listen we all know about you and Callaghan and Swarek" Andy interrupted him " Swarek?" He continued "Yeah Swarek and I just think you should know that people are talking."

"Let them talk." Andy replied defiantly.

"That's very cavalier of you Officer McNally" He said it sarcastically and then continued "but I just wanted to warn you that you need to watch out for..." He paused searching for the word he wanted. "unwanted advice."

Andy squinted her eyes at him, growing a little concerned about this conversation. "Advice about what."

Dov pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders trying to look like he had the upper hand. " I don't know I'm just saying.."

"What Dov?" Her voice a little louder than before. He glanced at Traci who at this point already knew where he was headed. She pretended not notice his silent plea for help from her and looked up at the ceiling. He had no choice but to tell Andy.

"Swarek." Andy was silent. She just stared at Dov for awhile her wheels spinning.

"Why would I need advice about Swarek."

"You don't, I'm just saying that people may want to give you advice, or criticism, or maybe tell you a trivial little joke or two."

"Like what kind of criticism. Dov." He looked for help from Traci again.

"Don't look at me you dug this hole yourself." Traci said leaving the room with arms up in defense, which left just Andy and Dov together. He really wished he hadn't come over to talk to her.

"Like a…like a Gail type criticism." He smirked at his own wit.

"Spit it out Dov."

"Word on the street is that you dumped Callaghan for Swarek. " There he said it. He leaned away from her bracing himself for an onslaught of denials and insults, but it didn't come so he continued. Cautiously. " I don't know what happened, and honestly that's your business, but I did want you to know that it spread like wildfire." Andy was silent for a few beats until she let out an exasperated "uggh." She sat down at one of the many tables in the parade room and laid her head on the table.

Dov was worried he had pushed her over the limit, and being that he wasn't very comfortable with serious or awkward moments like this one, he couldn't help himself.

"Hey, look at the bright side. At least you didn't get dumped by a stripper." Andy looked up and smiled a little.

"Because that," He said "Would be embarrassing." He gave her a reassuring slap on the shoulder and walked out of the room.