Better For Him Chapter 2, a rookie blue fanfic

Hey guys! Here's the second part of this two-shot.

Enjoy~

She can't help but feel apprehensive as she turns the corner to walk back onto Sam's floor. Before she steps into his room, she peeks in the window to make sure that Marlo isn't there.

She's not.

But Sam is sleeping.

Andy closes her eyes and sighs before stepping into the room. She closes the door silently, but Sam still wakes up.

"Hey," he says sleepily.

She gives him a weak smile. "Hi." Andy takes a seat on the right of him like she did every day when he came out of surgery and she was waiting for him to wake up.

She was the one that rushed to his aid when he was shot. She was the one that comforted him and rode with him in the ambulance to the hospital. She was the one that waited for him to pull through surgery. She was the one that cried for him and cried again when she heard that he coded during surgery twice. She was the one that stayed by his side when he came out of surgery. She was the one that waited for him to wake up. She was the one that did all of these things. Not Marlo. Yet, it seemed like he chose her again. Despite her foolish of thoughts and hopes of them getting back together again, Sam chose Marlo over her. Again. Just like when she came back after the UC op.

Andy sighed inwardly and gave a fake smile to Sam before any suspicions could arise, though she knew Sam already knew what she was feeling.

"You didn't eat it?" Andy asked as she saw the familiar green box on the table. She tried hard to hide the insecurities that laced her voice.

Sam gave her a smile and sat up. "You said you wanted some. I saved it so that we could eat it together."

A real smile, one that reached her eyes, spread across her face for the first time since yesterday.

"I even got the nurse to give me an extra spoon," Sam stated as he held up a plastic spoon.

She scooted closer to him and took the spoon from Sam's hands and dug in. She gave him a cheeky smile as she took the first bite and he couldn't help but love the warmth that spread throughout him. He wished he could make her smile like that forever.

"Hey, you okay?" Sam asked as he finished the last of the ice cream.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why do you ask?" She popped the spoon out of her mouth and threw it in the medium-sized box.

Sam just shrugged at her in reply. He knew that her "emergency" with her dad was fake and he definitely knew that Marlo being here earlier was bugging her. But he also knew that she didn't want to talk about it, so he let it go. For now.

"Thanks for this," he held up the plastic cup and placed it and his plastic spoon back into the box.

"No problem. It was the least I could do after getting you shot," Andy shrugged.

"What are you talking about?" Sam sat up a little straighter and pushed the table out to the side.

Andy sighed. She really didn't want to get into this. The sooner the better, right? "It's my fault that all of this happened. If I had just reported Marlo's condition the moment I found out, this would've never happened."

"Hey. Hey, this is none of your fault. You could've never known that this would happen. None of this is your fault."

"But…"

"No buts, McNally," he said firmly. After a beat, his voice turned softer, "Come here."

Reluctantly, Andy stood up and moved closer towards him. He took her hands in his and ran comforting circles on the back of her hand. She looked down at his movements and she couldn't help but recall yesterday afternoon when she watched Marlo do the exact same thing to Sam. She moved to pull away, but Sam had a tight grip on her hands. Andy tried to look at anywhere else, but him.

"Andy, look at me." When Andy didn't respond to his request, he repeated, "Look at me."

Slowly, her eyes came up to meet his. "None of this is your fault. I don't blame you for any of this. I know Chloe doesn't either. And I sure as hell know that Oliver doesn't blame you for any of this either. If it's anyone's fault, it's Marlo's."

When Andy didn't respond, Sam kept on talking, "You didn't report Marlo because you're a good person. I think you're feeling the way you're feeling because you believe in people. And that they can be better. It's what makes you who you are."

Tears brimmed in her eyes as she gave him a silent nod. Warmth spread throughout her body as he let go of one of her hands and lightly caressed her cheek.

Andy felt as if they were the only two people in the world. She could feel the love emanate from his words and she forgot everything that was bothering her for a second. She leaned down and kissed him softly.

Oh, how she missed this incredible feeling.

'How could he have ever given this indescribable feeling up? How could he have ever given her up?' Sam thought to himself.

She parted her lips open slightly and kissed him a little more passion. His hands cupped the side of her face as hers played with the hairs at the nape of his neck.

As the need to breathe became greater, they pulled apart. Sam leaned their foreheads against one another as their lips were millimeters apart from one another. Their panting breaths ghosted over each other as he broke out into a smile.

Andy smiled as well, but apologized half-heartedly, "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry," Sam shook his head as he leaned in to kiss her one more.

In this moment, Andy didn't care about anything else. She didn't care about Marlo or her guilt, or his for-that-matter. She didn't care about the guilt she felt for breaking Nick's heart, nor did she care about the repercussions of her actions. Nothing mattered to her right now. All that mattered to Andy was her, him, and the love that they felt for each other.

A/N: Reviews are much appreciated! Thanks for all the support! 3

A/N: More virtual cookies for anyone who got my White Collar reference!

A/N: See what I did there with S05E04? *wink wink*