Okay kiddies sorry but I had to rewrite this twice and then again today...I started all over because it just didn't feel right.

This felt more right, but still I'm unsure. Give it a go. Please please let me know what you think.

And thank you all for everything! Cheers!

They both remained quiet on the ride back and didn't speak again until they entered his house. Sam led her into the living room where he told her to have a seat on the couch and that he would be back.

A few minutes later Sam returned with a tall glass of water in one hand and a bottle of pain reliever in the other. "Here," he said after handing her the glass and opening the pill container, "take these, this should help a little bit with the hangover you're going to have."

"Thanks." She said as she sipped on the water and took the two pills he handed her.

Sam sat sideways next to her on the couch; taking a cue from him she moved back and did the same. Still neither one said anything more. Andy sat with the glass in her lap, her fingers idly tracing the sweat on the glass, up and down.

Sam was mesmerized, watching her turned his thoughts in other directions. Finally he cleared his throat loud enough that she looked up. Briefly she saw a flash of something in his eyes before he spoke. "Ahh…I think we should talk."

"Okay about what?"

"You know what I want to talk about."

Instantly she knew, what she dreaded the most. "Sam…I don't want to talk about it."

"Why not? Don't you think you owe me an explanation at least?"

"Talking about my break up with Luke isn't going to solve anything, it would probably just make matters worse. Besides what explanation are you talking about?" She asked afraid she already knew the answer.

"How about you explaining why Luke has it in his head that I was trying to break you up? And why didn't you tell me and most importantly, why you broke up to begin with."

Damn…the questions she feared. Wishing she hadn't had so much to drink earlier she that she could have thought of a way out of this. She thought for a moment before leaning over to set her glass on the table. She had an idea.

She moved closer to him, yes she could see the awareness in his eyes. She hadn't even touched him yet and already his eyes became darker. "Sam." She said reaching up to his neck and bringing his head closer. "Let's not talk at all."

Andy leaned in the rest of the way and kissed him lightly on the mouth. She pulled away for a moment before hearing him growl her name as he pulled her close against him. His mouth came down on hers, his lips moving as his tongue demanded entrance. She let him in, meeting his tongue with her own.

She didn't realize right away that they were moving until she felt the couch at her back and his body pressing her down. He stopped kissing her, looking down with a grin on his face he said. "Seriously Andy…you really think that was going to work, did you?"

She went to move and discovered she couldn't, not only had she not tricked him; he instead tricked her. There was no escape now.

"Let me up." She demanded.

"No way. I want answers and I can lay here until I get them." He scooted over a little bit more, making himself more comfortable and taking some of his weight off of her. She was still trapped but he wasn't crushing her.

"Sam!" she warned.

"Just tell me what I want to know and I'll think about letting you go free."

Fee! I will never be free of him. I don't want to be free…

She chased those thoughts out of her head before saying. "Maybe none of this is your business, ever think of that smart guy?"

"Nope. Besides you dragged me into this."

She turned her head to look at him fully. Did he know? How could he know? Did Luke tell him? No…Luke wouldn't dare tell him I said I was in love with him.

"How do you figure that?" She asked finally.

From the looks that crossed her face a moment ago while she thought. He knew there was definitely something there; she was hiding something big. "Are you forgetting all the nasty stuff you said in the car to me today? Besides which…you lied about something too."

She was stuck now, he did know. "What…what you mean I lied, about what?"

Yep she's holding something back. That scared the crap out of her.

He took his free hand and gently ran it up and down her side, from her breast to her hip and back. "After the way you've been kissing me tonight and I'm the last man you'd want to get involved with? I can't imagine what the hell you would do to me if you wanted to be involved with me." He looked at her with that cute sexy grin and watched her sigh in relief.

When after a few moments she still didn't speak he finally said. "Jesus, just tell me, it's me Sam. You know you can tell me anything."

"Look there are parts of this that you are not going to particularly like so…you have to make me a promise."

"Why do I feel like I'm going to regret this…okay, what's the promise?"

"You have to promise me that after I tell you, you will not bring this up to Luke and you will not try to start anything with him. We are broken up…it's done, it's over. I just want to walk away with my head held high and move on. Okay?"

"Well since it's a forgone conclusion that I'm after you and all…you plan on moving on with me?" He said as he leaned in to kiss her neck.

"Sam! Promise me." She said trying to ignore how good that felt.

"Okay," he said pulling away from her neck and looking at her, "I promise, just tell me already."

"Will you let me up so I can tell you?"

"No."

She sighed and gave up on that idea. "Alright, things started to fall apart between us after I told him that we were moving too fast and I wasn't ready to move in with him yet. I recall him saying after that 'What did Swarek tell you this? So he thinks we're moving too fast?' that was just the beginning." She felt him stiffen and she took the only free hand she had and placed it on the side of his face. "You promised remember? Please don't make this harder to tell then it already is."

"Okay…I'm sorry. But I didn't even know that he had asked you to move in until later when you told me that you weren't."

"I know that, actually it wasn't you who suggested that, it was Traci. When I first talked to her about it she didn't say a lot but you could tell she wasn't crazy about the idea. Later on she sat me down and reminded me of a few things and then said it was a bad idea and I should wait."

"What did she remind you of?"

Damn she knew he would catch that. "Well she reminded me that since it was only a few short months earlier that I hooked up with you, maybe I should wait before jumping into anything with Luke."

"You told her about that night here?" He sounded surprised, not angry just surprised.

"Yes, she's my friend, my best friend, I had to tell someone."

"It's okay, I don't care and it's not all around the station so I'm sure she never told anyone. Besides I always thought she was a smart girl." He said with a smile.

"No…she wouldn't do something like that."

"So what happened then?" He said prompting her to continue.

"Well like I said that was just the beginning after that every real and imagined setback was your fault. We didn't spend enough time together or I was in a bad mood…etc etc because of you. It was just easier to blame you then to face the truth."

"Which was?" He asked.

"That we didn't belong together and it wasn't your fault, actually it wasn't anyone's fault but mine."

"How is this all your fault?"

"Because I didn't have the feelings I should have had for him. I liked Luke a lot, but I was never going to fall in love with him and I was never going to lie and say that I was in love with him. In reality I was just using him."

"How were you using him?"

Andy was quiet, how could she tell him, should she tell him? Well she went this far already. "He said that I used him to keep you away but I also used him to keep you close. And he was right."

He felt his body jump a bit. "What? What does that mean?"

"He said that I had him to keep you from getting too close and I confided in you, so that kept you close in another way."

"And you believed that?" He said sounding stunned.

"Yes, because it's true."

"Okay so obviously you got use to this at some point…so what was the final straw?" He wasn't satisfied just yet.

"Things were just getting worse and worse until he started resorting to name calling and one evening he called me stupid because I couldn't see what you were doing. So I got mad and said yes I was stupid and blurted out some things and that was that."

Sam knew instantly, whatever she blurted out was what she was hiding. "So what did you blurt out?"

She looked at him; damn he just wouldn't let this go. She studied his face and then stared into his eyes. Sam looked back at her, pouring everything he had into that stare. He wanted her to trust him and tell him what she said.

She felt tears in her eyes, the look he gave at her; it soothe her, spoke to her. He told her with just a look that she could say anything to him and everything was going to be okay.

She opened her mouth to speak and nothing came out. She closed her mouth again looking away. Sam took his hand and gently laid it across her cheek pulling her face around to his. He leaned in and gently kissed her lips.

She sighed when he pulled away. Finally she spoke. "I told him and that I was stupid…just like he thought…because I was in love with you."

And that's my Cliffhanger, bitches... LOL That's aimed at only one individual and she knows who she is! The rest of you please ignore. :)

Really this was just too long...cuz there's more to go...take care.