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"Why are we doing this?" Sam couldn't help but wonder why this was taking place. She stopped for a second, "What, you don't like spending time with me?" she teased. "No, I do. But why are we spending our time doing this?" He put his hands on his thighs, bending slightly to catch his breath. Andy laughed at his exhaustion, "Well Chris was busy, so I thought I'd ask you. I can always ask someone else…maybe someone younger." He stood to his full height and glared at her while folding his arms on his chest, "Are you implying that I am too old to play on your level?" She shook her head at his question, "No….Maybe." She added the last part just to see his reaction. He stepped towards her, invading her personal space, not that she minded, looking down at her, he challenged, "Bring it McNally."

The morning had started like any other. Waking up early, although he didn't have to, Sam wandered to the kitchen, started the coffee maker, and hoped into the shower. Ten minutes later he was reading the newspaper while sipping his coffee. He glanced at his phone, buzzing on the counter, planning on ignoring it, until he caught sight of the name illuminated on the screen. "Swarek."

"You should really try saying 'hello' one of these days."

"Sorry. It's a habit. Hello." He corrected himself.

"Hey. How are you?"

"Fine. Yourself?"

"Good."

There was a pause. She called him, obviously there was something she wanted to say…unless she was just calling to say 'hi'. "McNally?"

"Yeah?"

"Were you calling for something? Or were you just hoping to listen to me breathe into the phone?"

"Yes, exactly. I love listening to you breathe. That's the only reason I called."

He rolled his eyes, although he knew she couldn't see, and waited for her to continue. "No, umm…Actually, I was wondering if you wanted to play with me."

He chuckled, "Play with you? Are we five?"

She laughed at the realization of how it sounded. "Shut up. I was planning on going to the gym to play some basketball. Do you want to come?"

He thought about it for a second. "Well I guess that's better than asking me to come to yoga with you. You want me to pick you up?"

"Yeah, that'd be great. Come by as soon as you're ready." He could hear the smile in her voice.

"I'll be over in a little while then."

"Sounds good."

"Okay, bye."

"Bye."

He quickly changed into shorts and pulled on his shoes, grabbing his keys and running out the door. He knocked, heard a muffled, 'come in', and proceeded into her apartment. She was tying up her laces as he entered, so he placed himself on the couch. She glanced at him quickly before turning to grab something from her room, only to have the realization hit her. She whipped her head back at him and looked at him, really looked at him. A smile spread over her face, "You do own shorts!" Sam chuckled at her stunned state, "Yeah. When I work out, I don't usually wear jeans, hard to imagine, I know." She nodded, clearly still stunned, taking it all in, "I've never seen you in shorts before." His smile gave her the feeling that he was thinking 'really?', but she didn't care, she continued to stare. "It's not like you've never seen my legs before. I can change if this is going to be a distraction for you." She laughed at his offer. It was very thoughtful, "This is just a new experience for me. I'm taking it in….Distracting or not, I'm still gonna take you down." He gave her a cocky smile, "We'll see about that."

They made it to the gym a little while later and headed for the basketball courts. Their game commenced, Andy starting with the ball and quickly getting past Sam to the hoop. The game had just begun, but Andy was already easily ahead. It wasn't that Sam was bad at basketball, Andy was just better. He was getting frustrated so she decided to slow it down for him, just a little bit. She took her time dribbling down, turning her body to guard the ball when she got close enough to him. He came up behind her, arms out to the side, blocking her in. She took it as an invitation to get closer to him; she pressed her body into his, dribbling backwards to the net, pushing his along for the ride. She managed to pivot and shoot before he could block it, putting her score even higher. The game continued in a similar fashion, taking breaks to breathe every so often. Tired from exertion and humiliation, Sam decided it was time to go.

Walking into her apartment, she headed for the fridge, grabbing a water bottle and taking a drink before passing the bottle to Sam. He drained the rest of the liquid, looking at as Andy as he set the bottle down. She was staring at him, looking him over. "What?" Startled by the sound, her eyes moved back up to his face, "You're sexy when you're sweaty." He smiled at her new found attraction. Jerking his thumb towards the bathroom he asked, "May I?" She nodded and he turned away.

She heard the bathroom door open and looked up to see him waltzing back in, shirtless. She stared at his defined chest, glistening with moisture, as she shook her head, "No. Nope. You need to cover that up." Her finger waved about his revealed chest. "Excuse me?" His eyebrows drew together in confusion as a smile started to form because of her newly flustered state. "Where's your shirt? You seriously need to put something on." He raised his eyebrows at her, folding his arms on his chest, "It's wet. I hung it up." She shook her head again, keeping her eyes moving between the newly exposed skin and his face. "You can't do this to me Sam." His smile widened as he stepped closer to her, causing her to back into the counter, "I'm just getting my revenge Andy." Her eyebrows drew together in confusion, "Revenge? What did I do to you?" Her tone illustrating her offence.

He smiled and stepped even closer, less than an inch separating their bodies. He placed his hands at the edge of the counter on either side of her, blocking her in, keeping her where he wanted her. "You cheated. That whole game was a scam." She chuckled, knowing that she didn't do something horrible to him, "I did not cheat." He stared at her face, shaking his head in disagreement, "Yes you did. You were distracting me. It's cheating." She smiled slyly, deciding to play dumb, "I don't know what you're talking about." He scoffed, "You were intentionally rubbing up against me every chance you got! That's cheap." She giggled at his frustration, it was just a game. "It's called basketball Sam." He shook his head furiously, "No. No, that is not how you play. Please tell me that you don't play like that with Diaz." She shook her head, she was caught. Time to come clean before he really got angry. "No, I guess not. Just you." He nodded, a look of relief flashing across his face. "Well then, you have to deal with this." He waved a hand in front of his bare top. She smiled as she looked him over once more, "Fine. Waltz around naked for all I care. I'm going to make breakfast and you are going to keep your distance, buddy." She placed her hands on his rib cage, pushing him away in order to get past.

She made them eggs as Sam sat and watched from one of the kitchen stools. As they ate, Sam would glance over every so often to find Andy staring at his chest, a forkful off egg suspended in midair. Every time he would stop to break the trance, "Andy?" Her eyes would flutter from the sound and look up to meet his. Every time she would answer, "Sorry. What?" and stuff the eggs into her mouth, looking back down at her plate before he could say anything else. They finished eating, he stood and took both of their plates to the sink and began to wash them, Andy too preoccupied with watching his muscles move beneath his skin. Before she knew it, she had quietly walked to stand behind him. She reached up and lightly let her hands glide down his back, needing to feel his skin, feel his muscles flex. "I was keeping my distance, if you're going to try and blame this on me later, you can think again." His voice was casual, as if she was doing nothing to him. She stepped closer, her eyes closing in pleasure as her hands moved to the front, gliding up his abdomen. Her hands finished their journey, fingers wrapping around to the back of his shoulder. She rested her chin on her hand, head turning to look at his profile, she pushed a kiss against his cheek. As she pulled back, her breath brushed against his ear, "Thank you." He finished rinsing the last plate and turned his head to look at her, "You're welcome." He gently placed a kiss above her eyebrow, as she released him.

He turned around, resting his weight against the sink and pulling her closer by her arm. She stepped up, between his legs, lifting her chin slightly to look up at him. He could no longer resist the urge to kiss her. He lowered his mouth onto hers, his hand automatically coming to rest at the back of her head as the other moved to her back, drawing her closer. Her hand got lost in his hair, forcing his face even closer. They continued on, but the kisses became softer, lighter, both knowing that they needed to stop before they couldn't. They pulled apart, Sam hurriedly placing one last kiss on her lips. She looked up, not trying to hide the ecstasy brought about by the kiss. Sam was beaming as well, finally breaking the silence, "I should probably go shower." She nodded, "Yeah me too." She stepped back to let him pass, when he headed for the bathroom she was confused, maybe even a little frightened. "Sam, we are not showering together!" Although she would love it, they had decided to take it slow. He chuckled as he walked out, waving his shirt for her to see, "I was just grabbing this." She blushed in embarrassment, "Oh. Yeah, right." He pulled it on over his head, "I am not letting all your neighbors see me walking around half naked. Doesn't reflect well on a cop." She calmed at his joking and walked him to the door. "Hey are you busy today? You wanna come over after your shower and we can just hang out?" He turned to look at her, "Yeah. Yeah, I'd like that." She bit her lip trying to hide her smile, "'Kay."

Author's Note: I don't know why I do two of these things, but oh well. This chapter is just random, mostly because I have no storyline in mind anymore. I hope you like it. Leave a review or comment or idea. Thanks for reading! THANKS!