A/N: Sorry for such a late update guys, but here's chapter four. Really it's more of a filler chapter, but we need to get Sam and Andy to where they need to be so bear with me!

Let me know what you guys think, it makes me want to write more :)

Chapter 4 – Cursed.

The silence had lasted half an hour; Andy had never managed silence well. It always left too much time to think; think about what she should be doing, what she should have done. Everyone had always told her that she tended to overthink things, especially her dad. It had begun as soon as her mother left, silence had always allowed time for her to consider the reasons behind her leaving, time to debate whether it was her own fault or her dads – not that she ever blamed him. From there it had only progressed, especially when her father began to drink. Whenever he had made some reason to leave at eleven in the night or pretend to work late, her silent home had always forced her into thinking about where he was, how drunk he probably was or what time she'd have to wait up until this time. Then when she had reached the academy her string of bad boy romances had given her plenty of time to overthink her choice of men and by the time of her arrival at 15th Division, silence had given her the time to think, debate and decide that 'safe' men were the way forward, resulting in the 'romance' with Luke. Right now silence was given her the time to think about the man sat next to her. How badly she had messed up, how it was totally against the rules, but most of all, this silence was giving her time to think about how much she really wanted him. That's it, she decided, no more silence!

She decided to ask the first thing that came to mind as she stared at the radio in front of her "What kind of music do you like to listen to, when you drive?"

Sam sighed as Andy finally broke the silence, although I gotta give it to her, she lasted longer than I thought! "Nothing." He decided "I like to be alone with my thoughts…" he trailed off.

"What thoughts?" Andy fired back.

"My own. Private. Thoughts" Sam deadpanned.

This is harder than I thought it would be, Andy thought. "Okay, what's one of them?"

"Are you allergic to silence?" Sam questioned, his frustration growing.

More than you know, she thought. "What are you talking about.…I'm always silent" she attempted to shrug his question off.

"Okay" Sam replied smugly.

A few seconds passed as Andy studied Sam driving silently, Nice try Swarek!.

"Okay" she started, wavering her finger at him accusingly "Who can stay quiet the longest" she mocked "I don't think so" she finished, attempting to mirror Sam's earlier smugness.

Sam sighed heavily, struggling to ignore his rookie.

"C'mon, what type of music do you listen to?" she pushed again.

Fine! Sam admitted defeat. "Rush. I'm a big Rush Fan."

"Who?" she asked, completely and utterly confused.

"Yeah I like The Who" he agreed, unaware of his rookie's confusion.

Andy looked away, trying to work out who Sam was talking about.

"Classic Rock, y'know" Sam continued.

Andy nodded her head, faking knowledge of the genre.

Maybe this will shut her up, he thought. "Okay, scan around…. Find me some Free"

Andy leant forward in her seat and began twiddling with the small dials in front of her, "Free?" she muttered to herself. After a few seconds she tuned to a station with a song more to her taste and smiled to herself, leaning back in her seat. Her enjoyment was short-lived as Sam leaned forward and tuned to his favourite radio station, leaning back to place both hands on the wheel, the car filled with Guitar and Pen by The Who and this time Sam was the one to have a small smile on his face. A loud roar of thunder echoed around the car, whilst Andy let out a small squeal of surprise Sam merely leant forward to turn the music up.

An hour later and the silence had returned. The thunder had since ceased, but by now the wind and rain had only increased. Sam now focused all of his attention on the road, wary of the developing flooding around them. He quickly darted his eyes away from the road to check the watch on his wrist.

"You hungry?" Sam asked, tired of driving in such terrible conditions.

"Yes, definately!" she replied enthusiastically, turning to face him.

"You care where?"

"No, no… I'm easy" she replied.

They both turned their heads slightly, their gaze meeting, before quickly turning away. Shit! She thought.

Sam smirked slightly before deciding "diner it is."

They drove in silence before Sam spotted a small diner fifteen minutes later, "this okay?" he asked.

"Uh…Yeah, yeah perfect… I mean its food right?" she rambled.

"Right" Sam agreed, flashing his dimples at her clear embarrassment from the earlier comment.

They both released themselves from their seatbelts and made their way out of the car and over to the entrance of the diner. Placing themselves at a table for two at the centre of the diner, they began silently scanning the menu. The waitress waited for both of them to place their menu's back on the table before striding over to them "What can I get you officers?"

"I'll have BLT with a side of fries and a coffee, McNally?" Sam began.

"Umm, I'll have a tuna melt, fries and a coffee please" Andy finished their order.

The waitress gave a small smile and a nod as she left the pair in silence. The awkward silence continued and Andy gave a sigh of relief when the waitress returned with their meals. Both set of eyes wandered around the diner, neither wanting to confront the issue that sat in front of them. Andy's gaze dropped back to glance at the man sat before her. She could tell he was avoiding her gaze, avoiding anything to do with her. I can't take any more of this, she thought.

She sighed gently "okay," she began as Sam finally looked at her "this is really awkward." Sam remained silent, although even he would have to agree, "we're not gonna talk at all?" she continued.

He placed a fry into his mouth and allowed his eyes to flicker back to her "okay, you wanna talk?"

Sam noticed the look of relief that washed over her, "yeah" she replied.

"Okay, let's talk about the job we're on" he began.

Andy's posture immediately straightened out as she took on her professional appearance.

Sam placed another fry in his mouth before continuing, "Okay, so there's some basic rules for picking up a prisoner", Andy nodded gently yet eagerly awaiting the rules, "First, you don't get too cosy with him" she nodded gently again, "always assume the body is dangerous" she nodded in agreement again, "and treat him the same as he treats you" he finished.

Andy nodded yet again, making sure he knew she understood "great" she replied as she attempted to plaster a smile to her face.

They immediately fell back into the awkward silence once the professional talk had finished. This isn't right, she thought as her eyes glanced over to the window, taking in the downpour of rain. "Can you believe the weather, I mean the…the rain is really… it's uh…" She glanced over to see Sam staring at her with a raised eyebrow "it's just really bad, huh?"

He cut her off just as she finished the mumbled sentence "you know, you're the one who's making this awkward" he pointed out.

Andy suddenly felt a burst of frustration as she threw her arms in the air lightly "I'm doing everything I can just to make this feel even a little bit normal" she met his gaze as he smirked "you know, you're stubborn" she finished, dropping her head back to her food "forget it, I give up" she thrust a fry into her mouth "it's not like this could get any more awkward anyway."

Sam analysed the girl sat in front of him, as she attempted to avoid any further awkwardness by staring out of the window. He let out a small sigh before turning his head over to where a few of the waitresses stood talking, "Miss" he shouted over and the waitress turned on her heel and began walking over to the table "come 'ere."

She made her way to the table "problem here, officer?" she asked.

Sam's face remained perfectly straight as he began "there's a problem with my BLT"

"Really?" she asked as Andy turned to look at the interacting pair.

"Yeah, I think you better call a hambulance" he fired back, his face remaining completely smooth.

Whilst the waitress shot an annoyed glance, Andy turned to look at her partner, a confused yet amused look on her face.

Andy lowered her gaze back to her food "Can I get you anything else?" the waitress asked, attempting to remain polite.

"Well my partner here," Sam began as Andy's head flew up with a panicked look on her face to glare at Sam "if you had any henweighs on the menu?"

"What's a henweigh" the waitress asked.

"About three pounds" Sam fired back, without missing a beat. Andy's burst into a small fit of laughter at the comment, whilst the waitress turned the back on the pair to return to her work.

Andy continued to laugh as the waitress left, "you're such an idiot" she giggled to Sam.

Sam expression still remained completely unfazed as he chewed on a few more fries "still feeling awkward?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

Andy's laughter died down as she shook her head in reply. She lowered her gaze back to the food in front of her and began to dissect her sandwich. Sam glanced over as she did so, and let a dimpled smile fall on to his lips. It's nice seeing her smile again, he thought to himself before returning to his own food.

They settled into a comfortable conversation, although their topics remained neutral. Debating how good the food was, how bad the weather really was and how long they thought it'd take to get home in this type of weather. Their meals were polished off and the bill had been paid, courtesy of the division, and they both made their way out of the door. The rain continued to pour down and they quickly jogged over to the cruiser before throwing themselves inside.

"Another hour to get there and then I drive us home right?" Andy asked as she settled into the passenger seat.

"Yeah" he replied, placing the ignition

"Good, right let's get going before we get flooded in this damn place" she pleaded looking at the largely developing puddles surrounding the area.

"Don't jinx us now McNally" he warned, turning the key slightly allowing life to travel to the engine of the car – just as his phone simultaneously burst into life. He thrust his hand into his pocket before flipping it open and placing it to his ear.

Andy listened intently, attempting to understand the conversation as her gaze wandered out of the window, watching the rippling patterns the rain created in the large puddles of water.

"Swarek…you're kidding… c'mon Frank, they can't just let us through...Yeah, uhuh… fine…yeah, see ya" Andy instantly noticed the change in his tone through the conversation and it was obvious that this was not good.

Andy's gaze drifted from the window to peek at him. He had both hands placed on the wheel tapping a few of his fingers against it. His head was bowed down and he reached to pinch the bridge of his nose.

"What did he say?" Andy asked, unwilling to wait any longer.

"They've closed the bridge down cause of flooding"

"So what does that mean?"

"It means McNally…" he sighed "that we're stuck here"

"Isn't there another way back?"

"McNally, you live there… do you know any other way to get into the city?" she shook her head in reply "then no, there isn't another way back"

"Well can't they just let us pass, we're cops"

Sam just shook his head as leaned back in his seat.

"So what did they say for us to do?" she asked, resigning to the fact that they would not be returning home tonight.

"Find a hotel, charge it to the division." He stated.

"Great" she replied sarcastically, turning her attention back to the window.

He placed his hands back to the wheel and hovered his foot over the accelerator, "McNally?"

She glanced over to him, "yeah?"

"You really are cursed" he shot at her before pulling swiftly out of the parking lot of the diner.