Title: Calling Out For Help
Couple: Sam/Andy
Rating: T, mild language and may have some adult themes later.
Part: 14 of?
Pages:
Spoilers: season 2 episodes 1-8
Disclaimer: I do not own Rookie Blue… Wish I did…. :D
Summary: Sometimes a person's ego gets in the way. What will happen when Andy's gets in the way of her calling out for help? Sometimes calling out for help can be the hardest to do ever.
Authors Note 1: I'm trying to get these last few chapters knocked out, but this is second to last chapter not including the epilogue! So there is this chapter and one more left. I'm going to be so sad to see this story go. This chapter jumps a few weeks into the future.
Calling Out For Help: Finally Home
Andy:
Today is finally the day I've been waiting for. Yes, today is the day Sam gets to come home! I was so excited! The doctor had informed both Sam and I that he could not be home alone. Sam was going to need someone with him almost all the time. Sam rectified the situation by asking me to move in with him on permanent bases. I couldn't help but say yes. I wanted to live with him. Waking up to him would be wonderful and coming home after a long shift to him would be even more amazing.
After six long weeks in the hospital, Sam was ready to leave the stark, white hospital and come home with me. During the nights I was able to stay with him, I moved his bedroom, well as much as I could, down to his guest room on the bottom floor. I wanted him to be comfortable but he wouldn't be able to use stairs for a while, which meant his room was unavailable to him.
A bunch of our friends from the division came over to help me move the bed and his belongings into the room downstairs. It was nice to feel free again. A weight was lifted off my shoulder now that I knew everything with Sam really was going to be ok.
As I walked down the hallway I could already hear Sam fighting with a nurse. I sigh and speed up my pace, trying to defuse the situation. Not only was Sam ready to get home, but I was pretty darn sure the nurses were ready to get rid of him as well. He was the biggest pain in their backside.
Opening the door, I see Sam fighting with the nurse who was trying to take his vitals one last time before they released him.
"Why does it matter? I'm already signed out!"
"Sir, just let me do my job! The doctor ordered one last check!"
Stepping into the heated situation, I place my hand on Sam's shoulder, who didn't notice me walk in because his back was to the door. I glance at the nurse and see her sigh in relief. Sam turns his head quickly when he feels my hand. I look into his eyes and see them light up and sparkle. They had been doing that a lot lately.
"Babe, let the kind nurse do her job. You can come home with me afterwards."
"Andy! Fine, but hurry up please. I would really like to get the hell out of here!"
I chuckle and see the nurse has already taken his pulse and was now working on his blood pressure. After she finishes up with that she wants to check his shoulder one last time. Sam sighs and asks me for help to get his tank top off. I laugh and help strip him of the offending fabric. Seeing the bandage strapped around his shoulder, I kiss his neck and feel him relax into me.
The nurse checks the bandage and demeans its ok, and Sam was ready to go.
"Woohoo! Let's go!" Sam jumps up, and I hear him scream out in agony. I rush over to him, helping him sit down in the wheel chair before he has a chance to protest.
"Well idiot! You have a broken leg! What the hell were you thinking jumping up like that?"
Sam sighs, and I lean down to place a kiss on his head. I hear his voice and listen to the painful words he was speaking.
"I just want to be normal again. I hate having to depend on everyone!"
Sighing, I try to console him a little bit, "I know sweetheart, but look at it this way, I can play nurse for you."
Sam starts laughing and I move to grab his bag from the bed and place it in his lap. I start rolling him out towards his truck. The nurse follows us out to help me get Sam into the passenger seat.
Once we get him in and buckled up, she folds up the wheel chair Sam will have for at least eight weeks and we place in the tailgate. I sigh seeing the folded up metal in the back. I knew Sam was going to try and fight using it but he didn't really have any other way around. His lower arm was broken from the bullet so he couldn't use crutches. Plus, with his shoulder messed up he wouldn't be able to put that kind of pressure on it for a long time.
Getting into the driver's seat, I see Sam staring out the window at the hospital he called home for six weeks. I break him out of his thoughts with three simple words that make his face break out into a huge smile.
"I love you."
He turns his head and looks at me, then leans over and kisses me. Not just a little peck, but a full on passionate kiss. I open my mouth and feel his tongue enter and battle with mine for a moment before running along my teeth. I bring my hands up to his hair and run them through his soft hair. It was longer than he usually kept, he needed a hair cut but it was still drop dead sexy on him. It was almost the same as the time I busted his undercover just without the gel.
Breaking away to breathe, he places his forehead against mine.
"I love you too Andy, always and forever."
I give him one last kiss and pull away to start the drive home.
Home.
It felt good to call his house home now. It felt right. It felt like forever.
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Sam:
Looking over at my girlfriend driving me home from the hospital, I can't wipe the smile off my face; it's there to stay for a long time. I loved being able to call my house home with her. I didn't want her anywhere else but in my arms.
I hadn't talked about my experiences to anyone, I knew I needed to but I didn't want to bring anything up right now that could dampen the light that was my life right now.
Everything was perfect. I was going to be ok, and Andy loved me.
She loves me!
I couldn't help but keep repeating those words over and over again. I said them out loud as well. It was unbelievable that she loved me. I never thought she could, never thought she would understand the depth of my feelings for her.
Pulling up to our home, I open my door but pause after that. I couldn't do anything else I had to wait for Andy. I sigh, and feel slightly disappointed that I had to depend on her. I should be the one taking care of her, but right now I know I have to let her play nurse. Who knows maybe I could even con her into wearing the outfit to go with the role play!
Seeing Andy pulling the wheel chair up, she helps me hop down on my good leg and sit down in the wheelchair. Looking at was originally stairs I see a ramp covering the steps. I look up and Andy she starts to explain.
"Well Mr. Swarek, I can't carry you up the stairs now can I? The boys, Oliver, Jerry, and Best built the ramp while the girls and I moved your bedroom downstairs. We wanted this to be a little easier on you."
Closing my eyes, I silently thank everyone who helped Andy do all this. I wasn't really thinking too far ahead of getting away from the nurses and that horribly, boring hospital room. Andy rolls me up the ramp and unlocks the door to finish getting me inside the house.
When the door comes open, I see our friends from the 15th division sitting down watching my TV. I laugh and tell everyone hey. They make their way over to me and help me get onto the couch.
Oliver is the first to speak up, "Glad to have you back somewhat Sammy boy." He slaps my arm's cast and I let out a curse. Oliver backs and apologizes. Andy runs over to me quickly from the kitchen where she was making me some lunch.
"Are you ok? What happened?"
I try to sooth her worries.
"Babe, I'm ok. Ollie just forgot I had a cast on."
Andy glares at Oliver who throws his hands up in the surrender pose. I laugh silently at how my little Andy can scare big, old Oliver. I shake my head, and Andy gives me a little kiss before returning to the kitchen to finishing lunch. Slowly, everyone makes their way out of the house and back to the division.
Once Andy is finished with lunch about 20 minutes after we arrived home everyone has left, leaving just me and my girl, just how I wanted it to be. Andy hands me a plate with a hot ham and cheese sandwich and then sets a bowl of tomato soup down on the coffee table. I swing my bad leg off the couch and place it lightly on the floor so I could scoot closer to the table.
"Thank you for lunch." I tell Andy as she digs into her sandwich.
She swallows and tells me I'm welcome then digs back in I sigh and do the same. We eat in silence until we are both finish. I bring up something I knew would be touchy for Andy but it has to be said.
"Andy, I think we should both see a shrink."
Andy drops her plate, and it shatters on the table. She looks at me, and moves around the shards of a broken plate and goes to get the broom. I drop my head down. I knew she needed to see one, I just don't know how to get her to go.
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Andy:
Hearing Sam say we should both see a shrink, freaks me out a little bit. I honestly knew I did, but I didn't want to deal with all my issues. I had too many to deal with. Walking back into the living room with the broom, I see Sam laid back out on the couch. I start cleaning but his husky voice interrupts my process.
"It doesn't mean I think you're crazy Andy. You know that right?"
I nod and try to continue to clean, to avoid this conversation.
"Good. I just worry about you love. I mean he was your ex-finance. That means something, even if it did end badly. I know you love me, and maybe you need to talk about me being kidnapped. Andy, it's not a bad thing to talk to someone. Admitting you need some help is good."
I sit down on the little bit of couch not covered by Sam and lean my head into my hands.
In a shaky voice I finally answer him.
"I know but Sam I don't want to open past wounds that I've already closed. I'm ready to move on in my life from Luke. I'm ready to spend my life with you."
"And we will spend our lives together sweetie. Don't you ever doubt that. I just think that maybe talking to a shrink about everything will help. Even if you don't want to, I'm going to go see a shrink."
I feel Sam's good hand make contact with my back and I shiver. Thinking about what Sam said, it made sense. It isn't bad to talk someone outside the situation. I loved him but he could only offer me so much help. Someone on the outside looking in could help me be more comfortable with past events in my life.
"Ok."
Sam leans forward and kisses my head. I sigh and move so I can cuddle with him. I let go of the broom and it falls to the ground. We both shift for a little while until we are comfortable and fall asleep. The outside world becoming unimportant to us, nothing but our dreams mattered.
I woke up sometime later and remove myself from Sam's strong arms. I needed to clean up the plate I broke. After sweeping up the shards of plate, I take Sam's plate to the kitchen. I quickly wash the plate and place it in the cabinet. Bracing myself against the edge of the kitchen counter, I start feeling old feelings building up.
My mind couldn't stop thinking about the past. Things with my mom, Luke, Sam being shot. Everything was finally catching up to me. Hearing Sam moving around on the couch, I straighten myself up and wipe my face before going to help him get to the bedroom.
Walking into the living, I see Sam wide awake. He takes in my tear stained face, and opens his arms. I quickly crawl into them and hear his voice trying to soothe down my emotional-war torn body.
"Its ok baby, everything is going to be ok. I'm here, I'm fine. We'll get you in to talk someone fast and you'll feel so much better about everything I promise."
Nodding, I bury myself deeper into his side. Taking in his strong masculine scent, using it as a tool to soothe me and calm me down.
"Let's go to bed Andy."
I get up, and help Sam get into his wheel chair and wheel him back to our bedroom. I strip him out of his tank again and help pull down his shorts leaving him in his boxer briefs. I strip down to my underwear and pull on his old baseball jersey again and crawl into bed. I pull myself towards him and lay my head down on his bare chest; listening to his strong and steady heart beat.
I fell asleep easily, with dreams of a bright future scaring away my nightmares. Dreams of a white dress, of a beautiful ring, and of Sam in a tux plagued my mind.
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Waking up bright and early, I see Sam is still sleeping so I allow him to sleep. I was able to take a few months off the job in order to help Sam at least until he was out of his casts and could move around on his own.
I find my phone and scroll down to the name Zoey Shaw. I hit the call button.
"Hello?" her voice answers after three rings.
"Hey Zoey, its Andy."
"Oh Hello! How is Sam doing?"
"He's doing great. I was calling to see if you knew any good shrinks. I want someone kind of removed from our situation. I would use you, but I don't want to drag you into all this."
"I understand completely Andy! Don't you feel bad for a moment! I will find one for you and Sam and I'll text it to you ok?"
"Sounds wonderful, thank you so much Zoey!"
After hanging up the phone I hear Sam calling out for me.
"ANDY!"
I laugh and start heading towards our temporary bedroom. Walking in I greet him,
"Hey sexy boyfriend of mine!"
Sam smiles and asks me to help move him to the living room. I nod and help him pull on some shorts again and get him into his wheel chair. Getting him onto the couch I go into the kitchen to make something for breakfast.
After making some pancakes I bring them into Sam and sit down.
"So I called Zoey. She's going to find us a shrink and text me the information."
Sam smiles and finishes his bite of food before answering.
"Awesome. This is going to be really good for us Andy. We don't have to a joint session we can do separate if you want."
"Maybe we can do a little of both?"
Sam nods and we finish up breakfast. I take the plates to the kitchen. Coming back into the living room, I sit down.
"Do you want to watch a movie from Netflix maybe?"
"That sounds great Andy."
"I'll even let you pick Mr. Swarek."
"YAY!"
I laugh at Sam and pick up the gadget and hand it to Sam. He find a movie called, "Wild Target" and we watch it. We fall asleep in one another's arms and spend the rest of the day curled up on the couch together, forgetting about the outside world.
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After a nap in Sam's arms on the couch, I wake up around noon and make lunch. As I am making some soup, I hear my phone ring alerting me I had a text message.
Zoey Shaw
I quickly flip open my phone and read her message.
Hey Andy! Here is the information about a good friend of mine. She is located at 568 section B Appalachian Road. Her name is Rachel Marie. Her phone number is 416-435-3475. I hope Sam and you are doing well being home!
Sighing, I turn my attention back to the soup and drowned out my thoughts to the light snore of my live in boyfriend. Sam was the source of every bit of happiness I had right now. Just thinking about him puts a smile on my face. I knew we had a long road ahead of us but I was willing to make the long trek as long as I had the dimpled handsome man right there next to me the whole way.
The timer on the stove goes off telling me that the soup was ready. I turn off the burner and go to wake up Sam for lunch. Looking down on the man sleeping on the couch, I smile and lean down to give him a soft kiss to his flushed lips. He wakes up mid kiss and applies pressure back to my own set of lips. I smile and sigh into the kiss, forgetting everything that was on my mind.
Some time later, I come up for air.
"Sam, I love your kisses but lunch is ready, babe. You have to take your medication as well. I'll bring it all to you ok?"
"I love everything about you Andy. Yea that sounds good. Thank you."
I smile and give him a small kiss again and pull away before the soup gets cold. Getting Sam's pain medication ready, I take him a bowl of soup and some water to drink. I go back to get my bowl once I see that Sam is settled.
"Zoe texted me some info about her friend Rachel Marie a little while ago. She is a shrink so I guess I'll call after lunch and make an appointment."
"Ok, are we doing a joint session or you just want to go alone for now?"
"I don't know right now, I think maybe together if you're up for it?"
"Yea, just give me a week or two, and I think I'll be good."
I nod and we eat in silence. When we are both done, I wash the dishes and come back to the couch and curl up in the warmth that is Sam Swarek, looking out our back windows, prepared to stay in this same position for as long as I could.
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Author's Note 2: There is chapter 14! I had a little bit of trouble with this chapter. Still not 100 percent happy with it, but I'm going to stop messing around with it for fear of making it worse! The movie title "wild Target" is an actually a real movie. I love it! The shrink woman is not real at least for me, and the phone number is made up as well. How else LOVED last night's episode! FINALLY they are together….. too bad Sam is undercover though guess you can't have your cake and eat it too.
Author's Note 3: Up next were going to jump months ahead for the last chapter! A little of a therapy appointment and something huge will happen!
Author's Note 4: thank you all so much for your reviews! You all rock! Let me know if you want to see something. I have a couple of ideas, but would really like reviewers input on anything you want to see. Please review and thank you for taking the time to read my story!