Okayyyy, I apologize for the lack of updates with this one, I want to mention that this chapter has been half done for a while, I just didn't know how I wanted this to go.

I've gotten a ton of negative feedback lately from These Are The Best Years, so I think I may take a break for a while from that story, I just get so invested in the story, and people's negative comments can really block the want to write.

Anyways, sorry again for the lack of updates, it's a little shorter but none the less enjoy!

I apologize for any and all grammatical errors!

He decided after walking around his place to leave.

It had been two weeks since Boyd had called, "Hey Sammy, I have a job for you," Boyd spoke through the phone.

He hadn't called in awhile, and it was nice for Sam to get back into the swing of things. He finally had gotten used to his bed again, building a new routine, getting up, going to work on the streets, being a TO again, going to the Penny with his friends, poker night with the guys and seeing her. He was in a good place, he was happy to be back.

He wasn't ready to leave that again, unlike the last time he had reasons to stay, she was a reason to stay. After he found out about her engagement he thought about going under, leaving but he couldn't do it, he couldn't make that call. But now things were different she was marrying Luke, Jerry had Traci, Oliver and the Mrs. were happy for once. Everyone had someone but him.

So he made the call, "Sammy, tell me you're calling me with good news!" Boyd asked.

"Yeah, I do actually, the Brennan job, I'm in," He said, knowing that there was no going back now, he was leaving again.

He could hear Boyd celebrating through the other end of the phone, "Bartender, get me a shot of tequila! I am celebrating!"

Rolling his eyes, he cleared his throat to reminder Boyd he was still on the phone, "I need to say goodbye to someone before I go, I know it's not normally what I do but I just need to,"

"Listen, Sammy you say goodbye to whoever you need to.." Sam could heard an abrupt silence and then the slamming noise of an empty shot glass hitting the bar top.

"I'll meet you at the Port Dalhousie bus station in St. Catherine's at 9am Sunday morning," He spoke, as he headed to his bedroom.

"See you then Sammy!"

And just like that the phone call was over, the plan set in motion in less than 48 hours he would be going under.

He walked over to his closet, pulling out a dufflebag, he shoved his dark blue jeans, a dark red Henley long sleeve shirt, his black track pants, a basic white tee, some socks, a couple pairs of boxers, before zipping it up and dropping it beside his feet.

Only needing enough clothing to last him until Sunday, he'd get anything he desperately needed once he got to his cover apartment.

His eyes drifted around the room, soaking up as much as he could, he'd be gone for as long as needed. He looked out his window, trying to memorize the nightly view from his second floor.

Looking at the picture of him, Oliver and Jerry that he placed on his dresser, the one of him and Sarah right beside it.

Making a phone call for a taxi to pick him up, and take him to the train station, from there he'd take the train to St. Catherines.

He knew he needed to see Sarah before he left, he just needed to know she was going to be okay, and make sure she knew what to do in case anything happened.

Hearing the honk from the taxi, he picked up his bag, he walked down the stairs, grabbing his black leather jacket on his way out the door, locking it for the last time, before placing the key under the planter next to front door.

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She was the last person he expected to see, standing there in all her glory, in St. Catherines, at his sister's front door.

At first he thought maybe it was a dream, or his mind playing tricks on him, she was suppose to be walking down the isle with Challaghan in a matter of hours, what was she doing here?

She looked at him, he at her.

Sarah had decided it would be best if she went upstairs to her room, give them sometime to talk; alone. She knew when Sam showed up out of the blue like he did tonight that something was up, he only really came around when he needed someone there for him, just a person who knew him.

Never pushing for information she just talked to him, about nothing of importance really, nothing about their parents, or their lives, just the basics, there was no pressure that way, no way it could end in a fight. But when he showed up this time he looked different, not in a new haircut or fresh pair of jeans but his whole demeanor was different. When she last spoke to him, he had just been busted by some stupid doe-eyed Rookie, and then he seemed happy to be back in his old routine, being a T.O. the occasional phone call she received, she picked up quickly that there was definitely a girl. And now at 3 am there was a girl standing at her front door. The girl that had clearly gotten under her little brother's skin, and captured his heart.

He could hear Sarah creeping up the stairs, he assumed to her bedroom.

"I uhh, I needed to see you," She spoke, breaking his concentration as he stared at her. She knew coming here there was a chance he wouldn't want to talk to her, but she needed to at least try. "I needed to talk to you," She bit her lip gently, she was nervous of what he could say or do.

"Andy, what are you doing here?" He whispered softly, he wanted her to be there for him, to finally be with him.

Feeling overwhelmed she took a step back, "I told you already, I needed to talk to you, I needed to see you, I needed to see with my own eyes that you're still here, even if that's not for much longer, I just needed to see you one last time, before you know... " She trailed off, she knew he was leaving.

"Before you leave?" He asked, he let his mouth fall open. If she needed to come all the way out here to see him before, she walked down the aisle? Or left for her honeymoon? The confusion of her statement had him furrowing his brows.

"No, before you leave?" She said, challenging what he was saying. He was the one going under, and she was staying here.

He thought about asking her how she knew, about him leaving to go under, about where he was. But right now he was more concerned about what she was doing here, the day of her wedding. "Uhh, McNally, aren't you suppose to be getting married today? To golden boy? Then I assume he's going to whisk you off to some five star hotel on some tropical island for a week, maybe two." The words burned his lips as the left his mouth, the idea of her marrying Luke after everything he did made his stomach flip.

"No, I'm not." Her eyes were glued to her feet, she didn't know why she felt so nervous about talking to Sam, but this time it was different, this time there were feelings involved, real feelings.

He was definitely dreaming, there was no possible way that she would have called off the wedding, found out where he was, and now be standing in front of him, on his sisters front porch.

Stepping backward, he let her walk through the door.

She let the heat envelop her, along with the scent of her new surroundings.

He waited, trying to figure out what was real, and see if he was really dreaming."Are you telling me that you are not marrying Luke today?" He whispered, looking into her eyes, awaiting a response.

She shook her head, neither of them breaking eye contact.

"So, can I ask you what you're doing here, in St. Catherines, I mean" he said to her, it's not that he wasn't happy she wasn't marrying Luke but when he last saw her she made it clear that this; them, weren't going to work.

"I uhh, I wanted to see you, talk to you, before you left." It hurt to think of him leaving, not being there anymore, not being her partner anymore, sure Oliver, Traci, Dov were great but they weren't Sam. They didn't make her feel safe, the way he did. They also didn't drive her crazy like he did.

He debated on what to say to her next, he wanted to know why she wanted to see him? What would she have to gain from seeing his face again before he went under. "Talk about what exactly?" He knew what he wanted to talk to her about, but he had no idea what would come out of her mouth, that was half the fun of getting to know her.

"You know the weather, what's going to happen once you leave, do you need me to uhh, water your plants? Get your mail?" She knew she was rambling, he knew it too.

"You came all the way here, in the middle of the night, to ask me if I want you to water my plants?" He laughed, she was a mess right now, but to him, she was his mess.

"Of course, not I uhh.." She thought about rambling more, but her brain decided to stop her.

"McNally..." He said, letting the way he said her name fill the quiet, living room.

"I uhh, I came her to tell you I'm not marrying Luke, I wanted to tell you that I chose Luke after the blackout because he was the stable one, the reliable one, the one I should be with, I spent my entire life trying to find stable ground, first my mom left and then my dad started drinking, it was so difficult to just find strength and stability in my life. That why I became a cop, be dependable, reliable, safe. And uh, I, you were my training officer, and that was just against the rule, then Luke asked me to move in with him and then he purposed, and I said yes. Everything go so off track, I uh, I thought I loved him, and I thought I had gotten over what I felt for you, but then you uhh, you showed up at my door the night before my wedding and," She tried to fight back the tears, but all the emotions in her body wanted to come out, wiping the tears that had escaped from her eyes, quickly, before she continued.

"And then you showed up at my door, and you said all these things to me and I asked you to leave, and once you did I felt empty, I felt different, so I went to Luke's hotel room and told him I couldn't do it, I couldn't marry him when my heart wasn't in it, so then I went to your house, and I ran into Boyd, he told me you were leaving, but before you did, you were going to St. Catherine's to see someone. I put the pieces together, I knew Sarah lived here, so I drove up here," She let out a huge sigh, before looking at him again.

His face looked humbled, not it's normal stern look, it looked warmer than usual.

"I drove you here, to tell you that I'm in Sam, I want this, I want us, okay? And I know you're leaving but uhh.." He stepped towards her, placing his fingers under her chin, guiding it, so they were eye to eye again.

"Is this a dream McNally?" He asked, "Because if it is I really don't want to wake up anytime soon."

In that moment he looked at her, really looked at her and decided to be truly selfless.

He couldn't leave, not after all of this, not after everything she just said to him.

"Sam, it's not a dream, I'm right here, I'm here with you," She told him, placing her hand on his chest.

With that he grabbed the back of her neck pulling her into a kiss that he had been imagining since the night of the blackout. Their lips fused together, she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in closer.

When the air became too great, they pulled away from each other realizing that they had managed to pin Andy against the wall, one of Sam's legs between hers.

"I've wanted to do that for a long, long time," He whispered in her ear, with a raspy breath.

"Sam..." She said trailing off, placing her forehead in the side of his neck

She didn't want to say it, she didn't want to ruin this moment, but, it had to be said. "You, uhh, you leave, tomorrow morning," She said, not moving from her current position.

"I uhh, I know." He said, slamming his eyes shut.

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