A/N: Thanks so much for the recent reviews guys, I love reading every single comment! So here's another chapter, a little bit short but it's needed for the next chapter. Please let me know what you all think and what you would like to see happen :)

Chapter 5 – Dry.

Twenty minutes later found Sam and Andy parked up outside a small and seemingly run-down hotel. The car park looked to be full and based on the small number of rooms there seemed to be, Andy knew there would be limited rooms remaining.

"Look I know it's not perfect, but at least we'll be dry" Sam pointed out, noticing the sceptical look plastered on Andy's face.

Andy nodded slowly before smiling slightly "Right. Dry." she agreed.

They both stepped out of their car, grabbing their own bags from the back seats, and quickly made their way over to the entrance of the hotel. They both stepped inside and shook of the remaining raindrops that had latched on to them. Andy looked around and took in the worn lounge area, small couches with obvious stains and rips sat to the left of the door with a tall standing lamp offering dim light to those brave enough to sit there. She turned her head to the right to see a desk area with thick chunks missing from its wood, a man stood reading a newspaper that had been spread across the desk clearly oblivious to their arrival although Andy wondered if he would have remained in the same position even if he had noticed them coming through the door. Sam strode over to the desk whilst Andy remained where she stood, feeling the draft that sauntered through the door against her back. Her eyes quickly ran over her surroundings again, how cliché, she thought. She shook her head before following Sam.

"Officers, can I help?" the man asked, clearly not used to officers arriving at his place.

"We need somewhere to stay for the night" Sam replied in a bored tone.

"Oh, yeah…sure." He replied, turning to the tattered book nestled amongst the papers around him. Andy watched as his eyes quickly scanned paper, before stopping on the second page "We got a room with a double bed?"

Andy felt her heart stop; I can't share a bed with him. With Sam. No. No way… Andy's thoughts were cut off as Sam spoke up "Got anything else?" he asked nonchalantly.

"Uhh, yeah… Sure, I just assumed…y'know…" the man stuttered as he turned back down to look at the papers, whilst Sam attempted to hide the smirk off his face. "Ahh right, we got two single rooms…"

"We'll take them" Sam ordered as Andy nodded her head in agreement.

"Right officers" he turned his back to pair whilst searching for the keys on the wall behind him "uhh… here" he lifted two keys from the wall before turning back with a key in each hand "here you go, rooms 103 and 109… take the stairs to the second floor and they're both on the left side of the corridor. I'll just need a credit card to charge in the morning"

Andy breathed a sigh of relief as Sam handed over the division card.

"103" Sam drawled as they reached the first door "you take this one and I'll make my way down to 109."

Andy nodded stiffly with a small smile as she took the key for the first room. She placed the key in the lock and nudged the door open with her shoulder, "I'll see you in the morning then?" she leant against the frame of the door.

"Uh, yeah…" he nodded, before turning to walk away, "night" he called back.

"Goodnight" she replied as he walked away.

She wandered in to her room, flicking the lights on, and took in her surroundings once again. The tattered appearance of the lobby had trailed up to her room. The room was rather simple, bare she thought. A small tv sat in the centre of the room opposite a decent couch similar to that in the lounge area downstairs. An small unsteady looking coffee table stood next to the couch, with a table lamp placed on top. She leant over to turn the lamp in hopes of offering more light to the room, although it didn't really make much of a difference. She turned to the right to inspect the single bed that seemed completely out of place. It looked… acceptable she decided. She placed her bag on top of the bed and began rifling through in hopes that she brought spare clothing.

Sam made his way down the hallway until he came across room 109. He placed his key into the lock and turned until the he felt the key loosen, releasing the door. He gripped the handle and pushed the door open with the front of his shoe. He walked into the room and was met with the same environment as Andy. He trailed through his room, inspecting, before settling himself on the couch. He lifted the remote from the corner table and switched tv on, met with some blinkering images of a basketball game. The weather had not only forced them into staying out, it now forced them to last without any form of entertainment.

He switched the tv off and leant his head back to rest on the back of the couch. His eyes traced the marks and chips that were scattered across the ceiling, poor work he thought to himself. His gaze dropped to look out of the windows, the rain continued to beat against the glass whilst the wind thudded against it. He lifted himself off of the couch and strode over to the window. He leant his forehead against the cold glass as his eyes scanned the shops over the road. Only one still had their lights on, with a 24 hours sign flashing gently in the window. He sighed heavily before pushing himself away from the window and reaching for his wallet and hotel key.

Andy lay out on the small couch in the centre of her room, allowing her feet to dangle over the edge. Although her gaze seemed to be studying the ceiling, she took no notice to the pattern engraved into it. She listened to the gently tapping of rain against the window, her mind creating a rhythm from it. She checked her watch, 7pm she read to herself another 12 hours. She sighed heavily, just as there was a loud knock on her door.

She jumped into a sat up position, "who is it?"

"Sam"