Title: Calling Out For Help
Couple: Sam/Andy
Rating: T, mild language and may have some adult themes later.
Part: 15 of 16
Pages: 9
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: Well this is it, the final chapter before the epilogue. I have loved every moment of this story, and can't wait to get started on my next one. Thank you all for reviewing! Here is the final chapter! Hope you all enjoy! This jumps quite a few months ahead from the last chapter.
Calling Out For Help: Just the Beginning
Spring 2011: Late April
Andy:
I awoke up before my alarm went off, and roll over expecting my long time boyfriend of almost 7 months to be curled up next to me. However, the handsome Sam was not in bed. I sighed, wishing I had woken up with him. Today was going to be a long day. Frank and Noelle were getting married; as she was pregnant and they wanted to be married before there twins came.
Yes, I said twins. They were expecting a set of baby boys. Traci and I were planning Noelle's baby shower within the next week. The entire station was excited for the Best boys to make their arrival, but she still had about six months to go.
Not only were Frank and Noelle getting married today, but I have been feeling sick for about a week now. It was strange it was only in the morning. I think it might be stress. I knew at some point I needed to go to the doctor, but I haven't had time.
Breaking out of inner ramblings, I turn my head towards the window seat. I pull myself out of bed, making sure to pull on Sam's discarded shirt from last night over my naked and cold flesh covered body. Pulling on Sam's shirt made me think back to the intense love making rounds from last night made me smile. Things with Sam had been nothing short of amazing, a fairytale. Sure we had our fights, I mean come on he was broody Sam Swarek, the overprotective man that I fell in love with. He wouldn't change his ways and I didn't want him to. I loved him always being crazy overprotective of me. Don't get me wrong it was annoying while I was trying to work a case, but I know he does it because he loves me.
Sitting down on the window seat, I smile and look down at the road below the house. There were children enjoying the warm spring sunshine. I could imagine someday those being Sam and I's children. Reckless abandonment following through their blood veins from both of their parents, while running around playing cops and robbers that was the perfect future for me.
As the sun fully rose above the city line, I hear the bedroom door open and snap my head to see Sam walking in with a tray of food. The smell sent me running to the bathroom. I heaved up anything that was still in my stomach from yesterday. I feel large, warm hands pulling my hair back from my face, and feel hot breath on my neck kissing my over heated flesh and then whispering soft words into my ears.
"You're ok Andy, everything's fine."
Finally finishing, I pull back from the toilet and push back to rest against the cool tiled wall. Sam flushes the toilet and gets a cloth out of the towel cabinet and wets it. He sits down in front of me and runs the cool towel over my face and kisses my forehead.
"Maybe you need to sit today out Andy. I don't want you getting any sicker. "
I smile as best I could before telling Sam, "I'm fine, just give me a few minutes ok. I've been feeling like this for the past week or so. "
Glancing up, I see Sam's dark brown eyes filled with concern, his words echo the concern layered in his eyes.
"You should have told me sweetheart; I would have taken some time off and gone to the doctor with you."
"I know, but you just got back a month ago from being out so long, I didn't want to take time off again. You were enjoying being back to much. Plus I'm fine after the morning hours. I'm ok, I promise."
Sam nods, before standing up and helping me get steady on my feet. He walks out of the bathroom to our bedroom as I brush my teeth and use my mouthwash to get the disgusting smell out. Once I'm fresh smelling again, I hear my stomach rumble. Laughing, I walk into the bedroom and see Sam sitting on the bed eating, I join him. Ready to just relax for a few moments of time before the day got crazy.
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A few hours later, I am dressed in a pretty spring dress, it's a flower print, but not old looking. It was a strapless dress and I parried it with a nice light leather jacket. The day still had a bit of nip in its temperatures, but I knew if I got hot I could easily take off the jacket. My hair was in curls, much to Sam's displeasure. He loved my hair down straight with a slight curl; he claims he can't run his hands through my hair with the curled so much. I just laughed at him and curled it anyway. He could stand to not run his fingers through my hair for a few hours.
Driving to the wedding location, I can't help but glance over at Sam. He was so drop dead handsome. Even though we were well into our relationship now, he still makes me weak in the knees, and makes my heart start racing when he steps into my line of sight. Those were aspects of our relationship that I hoped would never change. The suit Sam was wearing fit him perfectly. He bought a new one for the wedding, claiming that since he got kidnapped and shot he grew in size. Sam was by no means fat, on the contrary he bulked up in the muscle department. His arms were about an inch or two bigger, more defined, and his chest. Don't even get me started on his chest and abs. We don't have that kind of time we had to get to the wedding!
The suit was black and a dark grey shirt under the jacket with a silver tie, he looked so handsome, like a GQ model. Sam's rough voice breaks me out of my staring.
"Like what you see McNally?"
I smile and see his face break out in a huge dimple smile. Things between us had this easy flow, I was surprised his smile wasn't on his face before his comment, it normally was. He was being quiet today, maybe something happened at the guys' poker night last night.
"Hmm. Wouldn't you like to know Swarek. Unfortunately, we don't have the amount of time I would need to show you just how much I like what I see."
Sam coughs and stops at a red light, he turns his head and locks eyes with me.
"Guess you'll have to save it for later then won't you?"
I nod and point to the light, silently telling Sam to pay attention to driving because the light was green. Smiling I look out the window, trying to keep my thoughts away from the sultry man sitting next to me. I feel a hand lock with mine I smile squeezing his callused hand turning back to my thoughts.
On the sidewalk,I see a woman and her husband walking down the street. The man was holding the hand of a little girl who wouldn't be more than five or six years old. Her mouth was open and her head flung back, she was laughing her little heart out. I smile, and turn my brown eyes towards the woman. In her hand was a bar attached to the stroller, the visor on the stroller was pushed up and I could see a blue-covered form. The family looked so happy.
My eyes were trained on the little blue form. That's when it all clicked in my head.
No it was possible was it?
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Sam
Pulling the truck into the parking lot of the church where Frank and Noelle were getting married, I can't help but turn my attention to the beautiful woman sitting next to me. She was my match in every single way; I couldn't imagine my life without her. I move my eyes up from where our hands are connected to her face. Seeing her deep in thought, I bring my free hand up to her face, running my thumb over her soft face skin.
My actions bring her out of her personal bubble and I smile at her kissing her soft full lips before shutting my baby, my truck, off before jogging over to help Andy get out. Once I'm sure Andy is steady on her high heeled shoe incased feet I shut her door and wrap my slightly more toned arm around her skinny waist. I press a soft kiss to the shell of her tan ear and tell her,
"I love you baby."
I smile I get in return was worth every painful moment in my past. I didn't care about the past anymore, because it was all worth it to be in this moment of time with Andy McNally. I hear my phone ringing from my back pocket and stop my feet from walking pulling out the offending devise looking at the screen. I quickly answer,
"Yea Ollie?"
I hear the caller laugh while answering, "Well hello to you to Sammy boy! Where are you? "
"Andy and I are about to walk into the church."
"Good when you guys get in, send Andy to the bridal suite, whatever thingy the girls have dubbed their space and get your scrawny butt over here!"
Rolling my eyes at Oliver's antics, I answer while leading Andy towards the entrance.
"Yea sure we'll be in soon."
Shutting the phone I can't help but chuckle, everything was the exact same at the 15th. Well not totally, Andy got a little dark for awhile after Luke died; she finally let herself feel some. The psychologist seemed to help though. We went to a few joint sessions but it was mostly just Andy that went. Eventually after a few sessions I began to see a change. I had my light and happy Andy back. Now after about five months, Andy was almost a completely different person.
I remember Andy telling me once that finally talking to someone about the crap that went down during her childhood helped, taking about the whole Luke situation and talking about me being kidnapped helped take the weight off her shoulders. I don't care what it took but from now on I was going to keep Andy this happy no matter the price.
Opening the huge oak doors that led into the church, I see everything draped in white flowers, wrinkling my nose at the over powering floral smell. Andy sees this and laughs at me. I tell her that the girls want her in the bridal suite. She gives me a long passionate goodbye kiss before sending me on my way to the men's area. Watching her walk away, I can't help but picture our wedding someday soon. If I had any say, the ring currently in my pocket would be on her finger within the month.
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Walking into the men's suite. I see the groomsmen, Frank's brother and soon to be brother –in-law, in suits that matched mine except they had light blue shirts underneath. Oliver was in a dark grey suit with a dark blue shirt, while Jerry was in black with a purple shirt.
Oliver quickly attacks me as I walk in bringing up a conversation from last night's poker game.
"Did you bring it?"
I roll my eyes and nod. Pushing my hand into the pants pocket and pull out the small box, and hand it over to Oliver. I leave Oliver with the box and walk over to Jerry. Before I get the chance to say hey to Frank, Oliver lets out a low whistle.
"Sammy boy, McNally is going to love this."
"I should hope so; I spent a pretty penny on it."
I walk over and grab the box and walk over to Frank telling him congratulations. We all goof off for a moment before the wedding planner telling us it time and that guest should take their seats. I find Andy waiting at the hall entrance and I smile wrapping her in my arms leading her towards two empty seats.
Before the wedding starts, I feel Andy lean her hand on my shoulder, and whispers the three words that never fail to make my heart soar with joy.
"I love you."
"Love you too sweetheart."
The wedding starts and before I know it Frank and Noelle are being told to kiss. The crowd erupts into cheers and follow the newly married couple outside to the cars, getting ready to head to the reception a few streets over. All the while, I can't help but feel the small box in my pocket burning a hole into my flesh, reminding me of the big question I wanted to, no needed, to ask at some point in the future.
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Andy:
After parting ways with Sam, I walk into the bridal suite. I see Noelle all dressed with her baby bump proudly displayed in her white dress and smile gracing her beautifully made up face. I hug her and send her best wishes and walk over towards Traci.
"Hey Andy."
"Hey Trace."
Before I was even able to say anything else Traci is on me with a million questions.
"What's wrong? Are you ok? Is Sam ok?"
"Traci!" I yell to break her rant, onces he is quiet, I start working on answering her questions. "I'm fine; Sam is well perfect as usual. How did you know you were pregnant with Leo?"
A smile breaks the questioning features on Traci's face and she pulls me out of the room and into a separate room.
"I was sick all the time, food made me nauseous one moment and the next I couldn't eat enough. "
Traci continued to talk and I checked off most of her symptoms as the same ones I was having.
"You're pregnant aren't you?" She finally asks.
"I think so." A smile breaks out onto my face. I never thought I would be pregnant but now thinking about it made sense. I was late; I had morning sickness, after rethinking everything I started to doubt things.
What if Sam didn't want this baby? NO he wouldn't do that would he? I know he loves me but we didn't plan on having kids yet. That was supposed to be a few years down the road. I mean I'm only 26, heck we're not even married or even engaged.
"Traci, what if I am? What will Sam think?"
Traci smiles at me then sits on the bench I'm currently occupying.
"Andy, that man will be so over the moon. I know it's scary, but look at what all you and Sam have been through. This baby, if you are pregnant, will just solidify everyone's thoughts that you two belong together. I mean come on how cute will a tiny McSwarek be? "
I laugh and wipe away the few tears that had fallen down my face away. Traci reaches over and pulls out an unused pregnancy test, and I look at her with questioning in my eyes.
"Jerry and I had a scare a few months back, and I just so happen to have an unused one. "
She hands me the test and I walk into the bathroom that was joined with the room. Coming out a few moments later, she sets the timer on her phone for three minutes. The loud beep that comes after waiting what felt like years tells me to check the white stick. The smile that breaks out onto my face hurts but I don't care.
Traci hugs me and tells me to tell Sam soon because she wouldn't be able to keep this a secret for long. I nod and we both head out to the wedding, me tucking the pregnancy test in my purse to save for later.
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The wedding went by fast, I don't remember much of it. I was trapped inside my head. Thoughts of what I would like pregnant with Sam's child, and what that little one would look like. All the thoughts kept a smile on my face. A smile I was hopeful that Sam would buy as happiness for Noelle and Frank.
When I do break out of my thoughts I see the bride and groom kissing and then walking outside for pictures. The guest flow out the church into the parking lot, forming a short line quickly, there weren't many guests but everyone wanted to congratulate new man and wife. Sam and I decide to not get in line, we would congratulate the couple at the reception. I just wanted a few moments with just and Sam and I.
The drive to the reception was silent. I could see Sam was lost in his own thoughts, much like I was. Getting out of the truck once arriving at the reception, Sam pulls me to him crushing me against his hard chest. His lips attack mine with brazen passion, filling me up with love and want. I had to pull back to breathe but Sam pushed me against the truck passenger door. Tailing his kisses down my neck going to my exposed upper chest, my jacket long gone since forgotten in the truck, I feel his teeth nip at my skin. Moaning, I try to push him away but my hands disobey the command and pull him closer. We only break apart when we hear cat calls and a distinctive voice over powering everyone else's.
"WOO Sammy boy, starting early I see! Why don't you two just skip the reception? Seems like you might need to get a room lover boy we don't all want to see you and McNally getting it on."
Sam breaks his eye contact with me and glares at Oliver. I smile and push Sam away straightening myself out before leading Sam to the reception. Getting into the ballroom for the reception, I see everyone getting a drink. I sigh and think to myself, "it's all worth it McNally." I smile at Sam and we both head to get a drink.
I ask for a sprite and Sam just looks at me with questions forming in his eyes. I shrug to him and tell him, "Just not feeling like drinking tonight." Luckily he buys the answer and orders a scotch.
The reception passes with a blur, my mind to heavily burdened with my news for Sam to take in the day's events fully. The only thing I remember is dancing with Sam and spending a good portion of the reception with Traci while Sam and Jerry joked around.
As I was talking with Traci, I feel Sam's thick warm arms wrapped around my waist and his head leaning down to my bare shoulder. I shudder at feel of his skin on mine. I hear him mumble him something into my skin.
"Sam say that again I couldn't understand the mumbling." I tell him a joking tone lacing my voice.
He lifts his head to rest his lips against my ear. I shut my eyes, but as I do I see Traci smile at me before walking away to no doubt find Jerry.
"I said, let's get home and get you out of his dress. It's been teasing me all night."
"Hmm…. That sounds great baby. Let's go."
Before I was even able to finish the sentence Sam grabs my purse off the table then grabs my hand. Leading me out of the reception hall and to the truck to finish what we started earlier.
Driving home I tried on concentrate on things other than Sam's hand running along my thigh driving me crazy. I knew if I focused on his actions we would have a wreck because I would have to act on my want and need for him right that very second.
As we arrive home Sam rips the passenger door open crushing his lips against mine in a bruising force that I could care less about right now. I wrap my arms around his neck. We break for a few moments for me grab my high heeled shoes off the floor and to run up the steps, the ramp having long since being gone. The front door is open quickly my body being flung through it and pushed against the cold wood as Sam shut the door. The bruising tone of earlier is quickly lost in favor for a more gentle tone.
I smile and lock the door never losing my lip lock with the handsome Sam Swarek. We stumble are way back upstairs to our bedroom. Feeling the cold sheets hit my bare shoulders, I am jolted out of my hazy mind and I remember my purse, more specifically to the certain white stick inside the purse. I smile and break the contact with Sam. He looks at me with questioning in my eyes. I stand up and start to pace the length of the room. Sam tries to pull me back into his arms but I move further away. I see his smile turn into a pout. I am quick to express my inner thoughts at that moment.
"I need to tell you something Sam and I'm not sure if you're going to like it."
Sam slants his head to the side and just stares at me before nodding and saying, "Ok Andy, but know that no matter what you have to tell me, it doesn't change my feelings for you."
I smile and give him a gentle kiss allowing him to wrap his arms around my waist and kissing my stomach that was in front of his face. The significance of the gesture was lost on him right now, but in a few minutes he would quickly understand why that gesture made my eyes water.
"Sam, umm you know I've been feeling sick for awhile right?"
He nods and I continue on with my confession, "well that would be because I'm pregnant Sam."
Sam's eyes turn into plates with how big they got. He looks to my stomach wonder filling his eyes. I see his brown irises start to water and feel his lips kissing my stomach once more. He breaks his lip contact with my stomach but replaces it with his hand.
Smiling up at me, he says something I didn't think I would hear for a very long time,
"Marry me."
My hands fly to my face covering my mouth and see Sam back away from me to pull out a medium sized diamond ring. A ring that I would love to call mine for the rest of my life; it fit what I always wanted as a little girl.
I see Sam smile and lock his eyes with mine. I break the silence and ask one simple question,
"How long have you had that ring?"
Sam sighs before pulling me into his arms, "I've had it since about 3 months after getting out of the hospital. I've always told you Andy it would come to this. From day one I was in love with you. So marry me Andy McNally?"
"YES!" I jump up and wrap my legs around his waist. He places me on the bed kissing me while removing the ring of the box and fixing the perfect diamond on my finger. The rest of the world was quickly forgotten as I slipped into my little slice of heaven with Sam Swarek, my fiancé, soon to be husband, and baby's father. I would forever thank my lucky stars that I finally called out for help that night, even more grateful it was Sam who answered my pleas.
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Authors note 2: Well there it is that's the end of it! I think that was suitable place to end it. Gives me plenty to write for a nice long epilogue! Hopefully the Epilogue will be posted within a couple of days of this one. With the holiday weekend though who knows!
Authors note 3: I can't believe it is over! No fear though, I will be writing another story. Matter of fact I'm in the process of outlining my next one right now! Updates will be about once a week on the weekends probably so keep your eyes open for that one. If anyone would be willing to beta or proofread that story I would greatly appreciate it! Thank you all for your wonderful reviews they have went the world to me!