I looked over and there was Luke, by the entrance of the precinct, cell phone in hand, and looking really pissed. I was shell shocked, I couldn't speak. I hadn't seen him since the hospital. Sam and the others turned in the direction I was now facing.

Luke was heading over here, and if looks could kill, I would be dead. That's when everything started moving at warp speed. Before I knew it Sam was being tugged away by Oliver, and Jerry was blocking Luke. I snapped out of my shock in enough time to hear Luke yell, "Try it Swarek. Defend the little whore you're screwing."

Tears welled in my eyes, but I blinked the away. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of making me cry in front of everyone. "Luke, get out of here."

I gave me a vicious smile, "So the bitch speaks. What, you want to defend yourself from now?"

I smiled at that, "I thought I did a pretty good last time. How's the eye?"

Luke moved toward me but Jerry stopped him, still trying to get him out of here.

"I'm probably going to be suspended because of you and all because you couldn't keep your mouth shut. The funny thing is, I have been getting it with someone else for a while now. You were just convenient for when she wasn't around."

My mouth dropped. Everyone in the room got quiet except for those containing the situation.

I looked for Sam, and found him just as he broke from Oliver's grip, then pushed past Jerry. Sam's fist collided with Luke's face, and that's when all hell broke loose. I started screaming, "Stop, Sam, stop, please. Luke gets off of him."

Cops swarmed the fight. Oliver, Jerry, and about five other guys were trying to break the fight. I moved to stop it but Traci pulled me back. "Andy, let the others deal with it."

"Let go of me. This is all my fault; I have to stop this." I shoved Traci off me. I was way past the point of regret. Arms were flying everywhere. I finally got around the cops and watched as Luke threw a punch, hitting Sam in the face. Sam swung back with enough force to make Luke reel back.

I stepped in the middle right as Luke came forward with his fist in the air. I felt his fist make contact with my face before flying backward. I slammed my head against the corner of a desk on the way down.

I cried out in pain. My face felt like a million needles were being stuck into my face, and searing pain exploded through head. Through all the commotion I heard Sam's voice call out to me, "Andy."

By this time, Best was there giving orders to everyone. Sam was restrained by Oliver now, but I heard Best tell Shaw to let him go to me.

Seconds later Sam was bent over me, with a horrified look on his face. I couldn't focus. My head was pounding. I looked around and saw Luke being pulled away by about 5 cops. Sam held my head in his hands. Traci appeared with some type of gauges or tissue. I hadn't even realised that my head bleeding until I saw Sam reach across me with bloody hands and grab the stuff from Traci's hands.

My head was killing me, and when Sam pressed against the stuff against my head, I cried out in pain, and I saw stars.

Sam spoke again, "Andy, I know it hurts, but you have to stay awake. The ambulance will be here in a few minute. Come on, just look at me. Focus on my voice."

I grunted, "Sam." I tried to push myself up, but someone was holding me down.

I was Sam. "Andy, stay put, the ambulance is almost here."

My surrounding came back into view, and I saw my friends and co-workers surrounding me, all wearing worried and surprised looks on their faces. I instantly became embarrassed. I tried to get up again, even with my heavy and throbbing head, but was met with resistance.

"I'm fine, really. I don't even need an ambulance."

Sam scoffed. "Andy, you are bleeding, a lot. You definitely need stitches and probably have a concussion. Now stop moving and just wait."

I gave him a pleading look. "Just let me sit up."

He looked thoughtful then said, "Traci help me sit her up."

Traci grabbed underneath my arm, at the same time as Sam, and the gently slid me up against a desk for support. My vision swam, and my head felt like a million bricks were pushing down on it. As soon as they let go of me, my upper body slumped forward.

Sam put an arm around the front of me and pulled me back toward the deskThey pulled me back against the desk, and Traci held me up. I leaned my head against Sam, as he took more gauges from Traci, and then pressed them to my head.

Traci spoke, "Hey Andy, how are you doing?"

I whispered back to her, "God Trace, I'm so embarrassed. All these people will probably think I am some stupid girl and terrible cop, not to mention what everyone head Luke say about me."

Traci sighed, "Andy, don't worry about that. Everyone knows that you are an amazing cop, and regarding Luke; he was way out of line, and if Sam hadn't hit him, someone else probably would have. None of this is your fault."

I looked at everyone standing around us, and then looked at Sam. He knew without words, what I wanted, and by the look on his face, he also heard me and Traci's conversation. He turned to everyone standing around us, and said, "Everyone who doesn't need to be here, leave. Now."

Everyone scrambled, that is everyone, except our friends, and of course Best. I heard the ambulance now.

Minutes later two EMT's were next to me. I was loaded onto the stretcher, and wheeled to the bus. Sam road with me in the ambulance. I was swept away by doctors and nurses. I got 12 stitches on the back of my head, got an MRI of my brain to check for internal bleeding. After they finished stitching me up and running test, they brought me to a room. I had to stay overnight for observation because I had a slight concussion. They gave me ice for my eye and stomach. My wound was irritated from falling. Sam came in a few minutes later.

He came to the side of the bed, but wouldn't touch me. His face was full of regret. "Andy, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have hit Luke. If I hadn't started the fight, you wouldn't be here now."

I took the ice off my eye and placed it on the bed, then grabbed his hand and squeezed. "Sam it's not your fault. You defended me, and I love you for that, but…" I froze.

Sam wore a shocked look on his face, but a smile started to appear. "You what?"

I stuttered, "I, uh, uh, what?"

He asked, "What did you just say?"

My mind was reeling. Did I mean it? Of, course I meant it. I have since the day we met. I smiled at him, "I said I love you."

I waited for his reaction. What if he didn't love me back? Before I could ponder that thought, his lips crashed against mine. Gentle enough not to hurt me but enough to show he cared. "Andy, I have waited to here you say those words to me since the day I met you. I love you so much."

We kissed until we both needed air. Without even needing words, I moved over and Sam laid down.

We laid in comfortable silence for a few minutes, until the doctor came in. Sam go up and sat in the chair next to the bed. The doctor told me I would be discharged tomorrow, and that after a day of rest I should be okay to return to work. I would be on desk duty for about two weeks instead of just one, but I took whatever I could.

After the doctor left, Sam stood. "Andy, I have to go back to the barn. Best only let me make sure you were okay. Traci is outside waiting with the others. I will be back as soon as I can." We kissed and he left.

The others came and kept me company. I also got reprimanded by Oliver and the others for getting hurt again. After a while, everyone started to file out. Traci stayed and we talked. I told her about that morning, which felt like years ago.

"Trace, I told him I loved him." Her eyes widened.

Then she spoke, and I could hear the surprise in her voice. "You did what? Andy, are you sure you aren't rushing things?"

I told her, "Traci, I have never felt like this about someone. I love him, and I can't imagine a life without him in it."

Traci smiled at that. "I'm happy for you Andy. Now, you need to sleep. You have had a seriously long day, and need to rest."

As soon as she mentioned sleep, I got tired. The adrenaline that had kept me going all day, had finally hit an all-time low. She gave my arm a comforting squeeze then left. I tried to stay awake, but the more I thought about staying awake, the more tired I got. I fell asleep wondering what was going to happen to Sam because of the fight.

Okay guys well, here's another chapter. I tried to write it as realistically as I could but I know I didn't really do it right. The chapters to come will be better, I promise. I might have another chapter up in a day or two. If not, it will be about a week. PLEASE write REVIEWS! There is also a poll on my profile page. Please vote, I love to see what people want next.