You guys can thank the idiot in my econ class for arguing with my prof about being from a family of farmers, for long enough that I got bored of listening to them banter back and forth that I started writing this chapter, and it's longer then I normally do so enjoy!

A/N: Any and all grammatical errors I blame on my tired state!

She just looked at him, she didn't know what to do..

He was the last person she expected to see here, at Sam's doorstep, at this time of night.

"McNally, what the hell are you doing here, aren't you supposed to be walking down the aisle with Challaghan in a matter of hours?" He asked, his whole exterior was cold, he seemed spooked to see her there, s

he was the last person that he expected to find standing here.

"Well, uhhh, that's really none of your business now is it," She didn't know how close he and Challaghan were but she wasn't about to start running around telling everyone who had two ears and was willing to listen that her and Luke had split up the night before the wedding.

"Jeeze, I was just asking a question" He said, backing away slightly, "you know if I was Lukey Boy I wouldn't be too happy to learn that you were standing at your old TO's doorstep the night before our nuptials." He couldn't really care less who she was with, she would have to deal with all the drama that came along with dating multiple people from 15.

They were in a stare off, he wasn't going anywhere; clearly, and she wasn't about to give up the reason why she was standing at Sam's doorstep.

"McNally, listen, it's freezing cold here because it's.." He pulled his phone out of his pocket, checking for the time, "It's 3:45 am, don't you girls need your beauty sleep?"

She shifted her weight from foot to foot, she didn't know what to say, she didn't want to get into it here, telling some detective she barely knew her life story, followed by her current life problems.

"I was just here to see Sam, for a reason that has nothing to do with you," She tried to sound confident but on the inside she was terrified.

He was a superior office, hell he was a detective and she was basically telling him that she was here to see Sam, for reasons that he could probably put together once he heard that Luke and her broke up.

And if he was the son of a bitch that everyone described him to be than he could easily go tell Luke that he found her standing at Swarek's doorsteps hours after she dumped him.

Then all hell would break lose.

"Since I really don't need to tell you why I'm here because you shouldn't be, but it looks like you're not leaving anytime soon, I'm here to deal with Swarek's stuff." Air quoting the last bit of his sentence.

She was so confused, 'stuff', what kind of stuff did Sam needed taken care of that he couldn't do himself.

"Uhh, okay? Why can't Sam deal with this stuff himself?" She questioned, maybe it was her lack of sleep, or her mental exhaustion, but either way she couldn't figure out why he was here, taking care of Sam's stuff.

He laughed to himself, "Listen I get you're a rookie and you might still be a little slow with these things, but I'm here because Sam can't be because.." He trailed off, hoping she'd clue in at some point.

"SAM WENT UNDER?!" She asked, and started at the same time, in shock.

"Not as dumb as she looks forks!" He practically yelled in the quiet neighborhood.

Her mouth felt dry, she couldn't form words, not knowing what to do or say at this moment.

She was crushed, she felt like her world was at a standstill, she needed to talk to him, and she wasn't going to be able to move on with this, until they spoke.

Whether she talked to Sam about them, or if they finally decided to call off whatever they were, either way there was no resolution. They need to talk about it, all of it, everything, the big things, and the minor ones.

He needed to know that turning him away broke her heart, but she did it to protect him.

She couldn't put him through being the other guy, knowing that Luke isn't going to take the break up lightly, she wasn't going to let the people around them think he was a home wrecker.

She knew that the people around them, their close friends would know the truth but it was the other people. The ones who would whisper and stare when they saw Sam, or her, and she couldn't put him through that, she wouldn't.

"Rook? You still in there?" He asked, waving his hand closely in front her face.

It was the fact that she was standing there like an idiot, while Boyd stood there telling her Sam was gone.

"Detective Boyd, is there uhh, is there anyway I could see him, Sam I mean before he leaves?" She asked meekly, she had to surrender to him, she had no choice.

Right now Boyd was here only connection to Sam, her only chance at seeing him before he was gone for only God knows how long.

"Do you hear yourself right now?!" He questioned, completely floored that she'd even ask. "You want to see Sammy before he leaves, get inside his head and then let him leave, no, hell no in fact! I need Sammy's head in the game, I need him to 100% focused on this assignment,"

Her eyes were glued to the ground, she felt like she was a child, being scolded for eating too much candy or punching her kid cousin in the stomach. She zoned out on Boyd's little fit he was having over her wanting to see Sam.

"Do you know how much time and money has gone into this?! And what I don't understand about all of this, is why you of all people want to see Sam, why do you care where he goes?" He stopped talking and tried to get his breathing under control.

As he huffed and puffed, Andy was thinking of a valid response.

"Even if I let you, which I'm not, Sam's already gone," He told her, still trying to calm himself down.

"What do you mean he's already gone, I saw him a few hours ago?" She questioned him, she understood that this things happened quickly but not that quickly.

Sam would have said something to her before just disappearing in the middle of the night, it wouldn't have been obvious, just something in passing that she would realize after he was gone what it meant.

"Not that this is any of your business but, I offered Sammy a job a couple of days ago, he said he'd sleep on it and let me know, and about 2 hours I got a call from, yup, you guessed it; Sammy saying he'd take the job but first he had deal with something or someone, I can't really remember I was half asleep, anyways, I'm here to tie up loose ends on my end, and then Swarek said he'd meet me in St. Catherines' at the Port Dalhousie bus station at 9am tomorrow morning. So now my young little rookie it's time for you to walk away from this, you're going to leave Sam alone because he's already gone, let him go and for the love of god don't ruin this opt for him, like you did the last time okay?"

She stood there, not responding, just thinking, 'who would Sam have to see in St. Catherines?' Her mind was racing through everything they had ever talked about. Then it hit her like a ton of bricks, "Sarah" She muttered, as she began to walk down the steps.

"What did you say Rook?" Boyd asked, puzzled by her sudden demeanor change.

"Nothing, thanks Sir, you're right I should let him focus on the task at hand.." She trailed off as she was finally down the steps and on to her next destination.

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That had been the longest car ride she had ever endured, not so much the distance but the time, every second she drove she could feel him slipping away, losing him bit by bit and not knowing when she would, if she would ever get him back.

After abruptly leaving her awkward encounter with Boyd, she dug her phone out of her pocket and called her dad, asked if she could borrow his car.

Of course he was stunned and worried at the odd request at this time of night but none the less, he was there waiting for her with keys in hand and a quick little lecture about being careful, especially driving at this time of night.

Once he finally let her leave, she was off, only stopping for gas and washroom break, she called in a favor or two and got Sarah's last known address, it took her exactly one hour and twenty-three minutes to get to her doorstep.

At first she was nervous, there was this pit in her stomach, she was scared he wasn't going to be there but where else could he possibly be? All his friends were in Toronto to the best of her knowledge, and the only family he ever mention was Sarah, so he had to be here.

A feeling of calm set over her when she saw his truck, well she wasn't too sure if it was his, but it was grey and a Ford pick-up.

Killing the engine after pulling into the driveway of a cute, little house, with a nicely kept garden on either sides of the doorway, with grey bricking hugging the frame of the house, it looked friendly, inviting and homey.

She sat in her car for a couple of minutes, thinking of what to say, she took a huge leap of faith driving up here like this, and just showing up at his sister's door. But she needed to see him before he left, he needed to hear her out.

Gathering all of her strength she opened the car door, and walked up the few steps leading her to the doorway.

As she got closer, her confidence grew, and once she reached the doormat she knocked on the door, with meaning.

Her confidence dissolved quickly as she waited, nervously, she began to doubt herself, what if was the wrong house? And she was just knocking at some strangers door at 5 o'clock in the morning.

Better yet, what if Sam wasn't even there? Stepping back slowly, hoping that no one heard her knock and she could get out of there without anyone noticing.

On her way to begin her mad dash for her vehicle, the door opened and she turned back around, plastering a half smile across her face trying not to look crazy.

"Hi, uhh this is going to sound slightly insane but uhh is your name Sarah Swarek by chance?" She asked looking the woman in the eye.

She looked about mid-thirties, with long brown hair that had a gorgeous beach wave to it, her eyes reminded her of Sam's but then again that could have just been Andy's mind playing tricks on her.

She waited as the woman stared at her with a blank look on her face, turning her head the lady opened her mouth, "Sammy, I believe you have a visitor..." She spoke, before turning around completely and walking away.

Leaving Andy standing in the doorway, with an open door, and a light morning breeze surrounding her.

"Sar, you must be losing it because no one knows I'm he-" He stopped talking as soon as he saw her, unable to complete his current sentence or form a new one.

"Hi." She said, waving her hand at him.

It's my birthday weekend and I'm working a bunch of shifts at work, so I might not be able to update this weekend but if I don't have a happy thanksgiving to all my fellow Canadians out there!

And don't hate me for the cliff hanger, they're fun just not for you guys! Sorry!

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