A/N: a shout of thanks to everybody who helped me make a decision. My first choice was niece too…I couldn't picture Sam as one who sleeps around, let alone a kid with some random chick. Anyway, I was only playing with the idea that it was really his kid because I want the physical resemblance to be obvious. But since they're related, I'll just have to work it in then. Thanks again! I hope you enjoy this one and don't forget to review

I DO NOT OWN ROOKIE BLUE

Andy stepped in the room and saw Sam bottle feeding what looked like to be a baby. Well duh, what else would it be? The room was filled with a couple of boxes, baby clothes all over the floor and spilled milk on the nightstand. The trash bin was full of used diapers and toys had been scattered all over the place. Sam was sitting on a chair beside the crib as he held the baby close to his chest while using his free hand to hold the bottle. Andy couldn't tell if it was a girl or a boy. She could only see the clump of black hair on the head. 'Black hair like Sam's…could it be?'

"Sam?" Andy tried to keep her voice calm even though she wanted to shoot him with a hundred questions at a time. She wanted to know how he could keep a secret like this, but then again, he was a private person so it's not really her business. Still, she wanted to know something like this. They were partners and isn't that the perks of having a partner is you could talk to each other about anything? Well, that's according to her anyway.

"Andy? What the hell are you doing here? And how did you get in?" Sam said in a loud whisper. He was surprised to hear Andy's voice. At first he thought he was just imagining it because he had been sleep deprived for a couple of days and taking care of a 7 month old baby. He looked at her and saw a really big question mark on her face. 'Busted. She is not going to let me go easy on this one.'

"What is that?" Andy asked a little louder than she intended.

"What does it look like to you, McNally?" He was getting impatient and Andy could sense it in his voice. Sam was tired and sleep deprived and now his partner just broke into his apartment to ask stupid questions.

"A baby, obviously. What I meant was, is it yours?" Andy knew she was pushing her luck with this one, but she really wanted to know.

"I can't talk right now. Can't you see I'm busy? I just got her to stop crying and fall asleep." As if on cue, the baby started wailing, like sirens from a fire truck. Sam gave out a deep sigh and looked defeated.

"I can't do this, McNally. I don't know anything about babies." Andy walked closer to him and took the baby from his arms. She cradled the little baby expertly in her arms.

"First off, if you want to put a baby to sleep, you need to check the diaper if it's wet or has poop. Babies never sleep with a busy diaper." She put the baby on the extra bed of the room and checked the diaper. It was soiled with a very stinky gift.

"Hand me those wipes and a diaper, Sam." Sam had watched Andy carefully as she cleaned the baby with one swift move and applied the diaper at ease. He couldn't be more impressed. This was totally out of his league.

"Secondly, you always have to remember to let the baby burp after giving her milk because she might get a tummy ache, thus the never ending crying." She held the baby in a way where her head was on Andy's shoulder as she started tapping the back gently. A couple of minute of doing that, Sam had heard the baby give out a big, satisfactory burp. Andy changed the position of the baby, this time cradling her in her arms. In a matter of minutes, the baby had fallen asleep. She put the baby in the crib and secured the locks.

"McNally, I'm impressed. Where did you learn how to do that?"

"I used to babysit in high school for money. And I was at Traci's most of the time when she had Leo."

They quietly walked out the room. Andy had turned on the lights in the living room while Sam turned off the ones in the baby's room. He left the door slightly open so they could hear her if ever she cries.

They both settled on the couch. Sam sat at one end while Andy sat on the other end. She took her shoes off and put her feet up in front of her, hugging her knees and faced Sam.

"So do you wanna talk about it? It's okay if you don't, I won't push you." That was the first time Andy had seen Sam so tired and defeated. He had a worn out look, like he hadn't slept in days. His eyes were a little blood shot. He was haggard.

Of course he wanted to tell Andy, but he didn't know how. He was so exhausted that he'd allowed Andy to see his vulnerable side and he didn't care that she got to see him this way. He was even glad that she cared enough to break in to his apartment.

"The day after the drug bust, I got a call from a hospital in St. Catharine's…" Sam paused and looked at Andy. She looked back at him, her expression urging him to go on.

"They said my sister had gotten into a car accident and didn't make it." Andy moved closer to him on the couch and held his hand in hers.

"Sam, I'm so sorry to hear that."

"Anyway, I filed for leave for a while and had informed Frank of the situation. He gave me a couple of days off so I drove down there to arrange the funeral. You wouldn't believe the surprise I got when her lawyer called me up."

Andy was silent, intently listening to Sam's story. Now was not the time to butt in. Sam needed time to unload this very heavy burden. And Andy would be there to support him.

"They said that she left me everything she had and named me legal guardian to her daughter, Olivia. But she calls her Liv. I've never even seen the kid before last week. We only got to talk on the phone because I was always so busy to visit. She told me all about Liv and how excited she was for me to meet my niece. I should've made time…now she's gone."

"Hey, it wasn't your fault Sam. Don't blame yourself." She squeezed Sam's hand, silently telling him that she was there for him no matter what.

"I don't know if I can handle this. I've never cared for a baby before, let alone raise it. I barely survived today…if you hadn't come…I don't know." Andy could see how hard this must be for Sam. Losing a sister and gaining a child. He didn't ask for any of these and he surely wasn't prepared for both, although she thought that Sam would definitely be a good father. 'Wait! This is no time for your stupid fantasies, Andy!' She scolded herself in her mind, her thoughts running on its own again especially when it had something to do with Sam

"It's okay to be afraid. Don't worry, I'm right here." Andy looked down and saw that she was still holding his hand. She abruptly let go and looked away.

"So, I assumed you haven't eaten yet. I'm gonna go and whip up something for you to eat before you starve to death, okay?"

Andy smiled and left Sam to his thoughts. He was really glad to have told Andy about everything that has been happening to him recently. With just her being here made him feel better already. It is as if she took the weight off of his shoulders. He had a lot to learn and he didn't mind learning from Andy.

Andy opened the fridge and saw that it was empty except for a couple of bottles of beer, a jar of mayo, 3 eggs and half a loaf of bread. She searched the cabinets if there was anything else available and saw a can of sausages. There was nothing here to make a decent meal! So she boiled the egg, fried the sausage and mashed them up together, mixed in mayo and spread it on the bread. She was pleased with what she was able to whip up so she placed it on a plate and excitedly went back to the living room only to find a sleeping Sam. She put the plate on the table and sat on the floor. She just stared at his peacefully sleeping face for a while. She wanted to touch it so bad, but knew better. The last time she lost control with him, well things hadn't ended well and it was a while before they moved passed the awkwardness. Sam had a lot of things on his mind now and it wouldn't do good to mess things up now. So she stood up and got his blanket from his room and covered him.

She wondered off to Liv's room and was surprised to see her awake.

"You are such a cutie. We are gonna get along just fine." Andy said, giving Liz a soft kiss on the head.

Sam woke up as the sunlight was hitting his face. He opened his eyes and was kind of confused at first as to why he was sleeping on the couch. Then he remembered that Andy had dropped by last night and they got talking and maybe he had passed out due to exhaustion. He sat up saw a note from Andy:

"Sam, I made you a sandwich. It's in the fridge if you want to eat it. I fed and changed Liz this morning before I left and put her down for a nap so you don't have to worry about her when you wake up. If she cries, she's either hungry or has a dirty diaper. Anyway, I left you a more detailed list of to-dos and how-tos on the nightstand just in case you get confused, but you could always call me if you wanna ask something. I'll see you tonight!"

Sam smiled. He was definitely looking forward to hanging out with her again.

A/N: So what did you guys think? Honestly, I'm not really pleased with the chapter. I had something different in my mind and the chapter didn't really come out the way I wanted it to be, but anyway I hope you like it. Please don't forget to review! Thanks :D