Author's note- thanks for all the wonderful reviews :) yes, in this story Andy and Luke are dating…..for now ;)

Disclaimer- Nope. Don't own it. Promise.

"Sammy, you know, I was thinking….why do you, um, hate partners so much?"

"I don't."

"Right. Well, let me rephrase that. Why did you hate partners so much before McNally came along?"

"I didn't. Well, fine, I did. But McNally's just used to my sense of humor, the way I talk."

"Ah. Well, that's good. So, you thinking about going UC any time soon?" 'Instead of just watching this op like a hawk,' Jerry added in his mind.

"Probably not."

"Why not? Something….holding you back?" Jerry prodded. He was on thin ice, dangerous territory, and he knew it.

"What's with all of the questions?"

"Just making conversation."

"I'll bet," Sam rolled his eyes. Was he trying to get him to admit what Oliver had tried to and the Laundromat? Fine, he'll bite. "But, to answer your question, yes."

"What is that thing?"

"Don't you mean who, Jer?"

"Yes. Actually, I do mean who. The whole division is waiting for you two to….be together."

"So? She's with Callaghan."

"And? Sam, even I can see she isn't happy. Even I can see that the real one she likes is you." Jerry took a deep breath. He had not expected Sam to give in that fast.

"Yeah, well, she hasn't decided to act on it, so what am I supposed to do, huh, Jer?"

"SOMETHING! Do something, Sam!"

"Why? She doesn't….she doesn't want enough. If, uh, if she did she would act on it." Sam spluttered out.

"Maybe she's thinking the same thing about you." Jerry finished.

Sam sat back, stunned. She couldn't actually…I mean…she has to know I like her, love her, does she not? Is she that oblivious? That's when Sam realized that no, she wasn't oblivious, she was just stubborn. As soon as he saw her dancing, no, gyrating against the pole, he knew that she knew that he was watching. She was turning up the heat…..for him.

God, I hope he's noticing this, was the only thought Andy could think. She was dancing so sexily on that platform, she had been grabbed at, winked at, yelled at, and it was madness. Total madness. Gail had looked over once, and her eyes showed only confusion. It made Andy smile a little, knowing that she was so out of character. But, the fun must end sometime. The half hour was up, and new girls came out to replace them.

"That was crazy!" Andy said when she and Gail were back stage.

"Andy what the hell! You mere practically having sex with the pole." Gail said, a little peeved that Andy had outshone her.

"So? Were dancers, Gail. I had to make it believable."

"More like make it hot for Swarek. God, did you even spot the deals out there?"

"Of course I did. There was one near the beginning of the dance between a man in a grey suit with a pink undershirt, brown hair, and a guy in a blue dress shirt. One near the middle, same man in the suit, but with a young girl wearing a neon pink dress. One near the end, too, with blue dress shirt guy and another guy. Good enough for you?" Andy asked, a tad annoyed.

"Whatever." Gail rolled her eyes. She danced like that and still managed to spot deals? That's crazy. Andy smiled. She knew Gail was jealous, and while she liked her just fine, it was a bit of payback for her flirting with Sam. Speaking of Sam, she needed to text him.

'Hey sexy! Just finished my shift, went sooo well! So much to tell u later xx'

'Heyy cutie! Sounds great. Busy night?'

'Yeah, learning so much stuff. Seeing others do it makes it almost seem easy to perform!' She knew that Sam would understand she was talking about the deals, not the dancing.

'Well I'm sure u look hot up there.'

'I try babe!'

'save some for later ;) ttyl'

'always 3 ;) bye!'

She took a deep breath. Her heart was fluttering that whole conversation; she was imagining it was real. Snap out of it, Andy! She had to remind herself if Sam had wanted anything more than just being partners he would've acted on it by now. She shook her head. She can't think of stuff like that. Not while doing this. On their first night they only had to do one shift, so they were done for the night. They had 3 nights for this op, to find as many drug deals as possible.

"Alright, you have a ride home?" Gail asked, grabbing her keys.

"Uh, yeah, Luke's picking me up, thanks anyways, though." Andy responded.

"Yeah, no problem." Gail got out between gritted teeth. The blonde was convinced that she and detective Callaghan had more of a connection then Andy and Luke did. They both had a strong mind, and were devoted workers, and let's face it, Gail thought, they were both hot as hell. And her self confidence was perfect for a guy like him….a guy as hot as him, she rephrased in her mind.

As she was leaving Vestibule, she walked by a blond man. She did a double take.

"Detective Callaghan."

"Officer Peck." Luke said with a smile.

"If you're looking for Andy, she got a ride already. She left a note in there, but I can just tell you now." Gail lied. 'What the hell?' Gail thought to herself. 'Where did that come from?'

"Oh. Well, okay. I just cabbed over here from the station, I was gonna catch one with And-"

"I'll give you a ride!" Gail smiled. Yeah, a ride to my house. She thought cheekily.

"Oh, really? That'd be great. Thanks."

She was grinning almost as big as he was as they walked out to her silver Lexus.

"Sexy car!" He exclaimed.

"Yeah, I kinda like her. Cars gotta have attitude, right?"

"Of course! This car has almost as much attitude as you do."

"Is that a compliment in disguise, detective?" She flirted.

"It might be."

She looked at him, revved the engine and grinned.

"Well, then, I guess thanks are in order."

"How do you plan on thanking me?" He questioned, challenging her.

She smiled seductively as they pulled in to her driveway.

"You'll see." She said, and his response was cut off by Gail's lips crashing onto his.