"God no! I would never do that to her! Do you really think that I would hurt her the way that slimy, sleezy git did?" Sam exclaimed, rushing to Andy. "Andy, look at me," he said, holding her face in his warm, masculine hands, "I love you more than I have ever loved before in my life and I would rather die than hurt you in any way." Sam whispered, looking straight into her beautiful eyes, tracing his finger along her jawbone.
"Sam, I just can't handle being hurt again like that." Andy whispered, looking into Sam's soul as if they were the only people on the planet. He leant forward and brushed his lips tenderly against hers before kissing her properly. Their tongues lovingly caressed each other and both Andy and Sam sighed as they tasted each other.
"Andy, I love you. More than you could imagine. When Luke hurt you, all I wanted to do was be there and comfort you." Sam whispered, only loud enough for Andy to hear as he pulled away from her and rested his forehead against hers.
"I love you too Sam." She replied. They both broke apart when they heard a cough behind them.
"Now that you too have made up, perhaps we could get to parade on time?" Traci said, gesturing towards the door with her head as she tied her hair back. Andy blushed and Traci could have sworn she saw just a wee bit of rosiness on Sam's cheeks.
"Um, yeah, right." Sam stammered. "Here's your bag, by the way," Sam said as he plonked Andy's bag on the bench, "I'll see you guys in parade." He finished, kissing Andy on the forehead and leaving to go get changed for shift. He only just made it to parade and flopped down in a chair next to Oliver.
"Oi, Sam, what about that talk we were supposed to have this morning?" Jerry hissed in Sam ear, grabbing his broad shoulders. Ollie chuckled next to them and Jerry forced his chair between his two best friends.
"Oh, yeah, about that, I kinda had to do some damage control because youknowwho found your note in my jeans, idiot." Sam replied, playfully slapping Jerry on the chest. Jerry was about to respond when he noticed Luke and Andy having a heated conversation in the D's office. He nodded his head in their direction just as Best began parade. Sam quickly excused himself and went to see what was happening. He was just about to open the door when he heard Andy let rip.
"You are a smug, snide pig headed asshole Luke Callaghan!" she screamed. "I cannot believe that I let myself believe that you were the 'nice guy' that I had been looking for!"
"Oh come off it, the entire time you were with me you were thinking about Swarek! Don't deny it either, I saw the way you too looked at each other!" Luke yelled back, his eyes narrowing.
"Don't you dare bring Sam into this!" Andy yelled, her hands clenching into fists as she struggled not to hit him or throw something. Sam decided that now would be the best time to intervene and did so.
"Ok, what's going on here?" he said, his voice filled with the authority that he used on the streets. The tension was so thick in the room that you would need a chainsaw just to cut it. He looked at Andy, his eye asking her more than his voice. He could see tears in her eyes and he took her hand in his to comfort her.
"Why don't you ask him. He's the one who dragged me in here then started giving me a round up for some paperwork then accused me of being a whore." Andy said, her fingers intertwining with Sam's. Sam felt fury surge through his body and he struggled to contain it. He turned towards Luke and was now well aware of the crowd watching the scene unfold.
"So Luke. What do you think gives you the right to verbally abuse a fellow officer of this division." Sam said, his voice low and serious.
"What the hell gives you the right to stick your nose in my business?" Luke replied, a smirk spreading across his face. Sam stepped closer to Luke, letting go of Andy's hand.
"I think, considering that Officer McNally is my partner and ex rookie, it makes this," Sam said, gesturing from Luke to himself to Andy, "my business, don't you?"
"Yeah, sure, she's just your partner that you live with and sleep with. Or is that the problem? Has she finally realised that she doesn't love you?" Luke said, stepping up to Sam, close enough that their chests were almost touching. Sam didn't know what came over him, but suddenly his fist was connecting with Luke's smug face and Luke was stumbling backwards. He heard a whoop and cheer from who could only be Dov and Chris.
"You're done, Swarek!" Luke yelled as Oliver and Jerry ran in to pull Sam back.
"Ollie, let me go, now." Sam growled, pulling his arms from his friends grasp and advanced towards Luke. As Luke's fist was swooping through the air, Sam kicked him with the base of his foot, smack in the middle of the chest, sending him flying backwards, a clatter of chairs and desks adding to the uproar that was the rest of the division.
"Officer Swarek! My office, now!" came a commanding voice and suddenly the room was silent apart from Luke and Sam panting. "You two as well, McNally and Callaghan." Best growled, wrenching the door wide open and storming up the stairs to his glass walled office. 'Sammy, didn't I tell you?' he though, sitting in his swivel chair and hitting his keyboard with a bit too much force.