Chapter 6

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Biting down on her bottom lip she exited the bathroom, heading straight for the bag still standing on the table. As she went through the bag trying to find an outfit suitable for bed, she suddenly heard an audible gasp behind her. Strangely nervous she turned around.

Sam was standing at the kitchen sink, mouth slightly opened, staring at her. She had trouble breathing steadily as she saw the look in his eyes, willing the towel away.

That couldn't be, right? She'd had to be imagining things! But as she stood there frozen, Sam started to slowly make his way towards her.

As he came to stand in front of her, she took in a deep breath. Keeping his eyes focussed on hers the entire time, he lightly placed his hands on her hips before taking a step closer. He lifted one hand and pushed her damp hair back from her face. A shiver went through Andy's body as he moved his hand to the back of her neck and swiftly pulled her face towards his. She could feel his warm breath brushing over her cheek. His passion filled eyes were the last thing she saw before she closed hers and their lips met.

If she thought the little peck on the lips earlier that day had had a large impact, she had not been thinking straight. Kissing Sam, really kissing Sam, was like entering a different world. As they parted their lips to deepen the kiss, Andy couldn't help but tug on the hem of Sam's shirt. They broke apart briefly as Sam pulled the shirt over his head, letting it fall on the floor. Andy let her hands trace his chest lightly with the tips of her fingers. Sam leaned back in to kiss her again lightly on her lips, before tracing her jaw with his lips and moving down to her neck. Andy closed her eyes again and leaned her head back, secure in his arms. He moved back to her lips and soon the kissing became more heated than before. Eventually after what seemed like hours the kissing slowed again and they broke apart, desperate for air.

'Andy…' Sam said, looking deep in her eyes. She smiled at him reassuringly. They started to move together again, but jumped apart at a sudden beeping sound coming from Sam's pocket.

'It's Boyd,' Sam said without having to look at the phone. 'I should take this.' He quickly leaned down to give her a sweet kiss on her lips before answering his phone.

'Hello?' he said, walking a few paces away.

Andy, still breathing heavily, quickly grabbed the clothes she had laid on the table and went back to the bathroom. Whatever it had been she was expecting just before she entered the living room, it was anything but that! She felt as though she would need another shower to calm down again, but at the same time she felt a kind of calm overpowering her that she had never felt before.

Taking a couple of calming breaths, she got dressed quickly. She tried to ignore the small voice in the back of her mind asking her if it was really necessary. Brushing roughly through her hair and brushing her teeth, she quickly finished getting ready for bed.

As she walked out of the bathroom minutes later, she noticed Sam sitting on the couch, looking somewhat upset. Sincerely hoping it had nothing to do with what had happened between the two of them just now, and anything with the phone call he'd just had she walked closer.

'Sam?' she asked carefully, sitting down next to him. 'What's wrong?'

He looked up at her, an angry look crossing his face.

'Boyd wants us to move up the entire operation. Apparently someone from a rivalling organisation was killed earlier this evening and he found some important details about the shipment coming in. apparently they were working together. They have a feeling Jay's behind it. It's getting too dangerous to be here too long and they want to get him on the shipment coming in this Friday instead of on the one coming in next month!'

'What? This Friday? Is there even enough time?' Andy started to panic slightly.

'Well, it's going to have to be slightly more improvisation than we'd originally hoped, but we'll manage. The shipment is practically the same every month, but it would have been nice to know the setting and being around them longer, would have made it easier to have them trust me,' Sam reassured her, placing a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it softly.

'But will we be able to set up a trap? Can we still catch them?' Andy asked, still not completely sure.

'Andy, these people are all highly trained and ready to make a move at any given time, dealing with whatever circumstances are given to them. You don't have to worry about a thing, I'll make sure Boyd gets you out of here well before anything will be going down.'

'What?' Andy asked, surprise crossing her face.

'Andy, I won't have you anywhere near me when I'm taking them down. It is one thing to be there when they're talking about the operation, it's another to be there when we're taking them down. It's going to be a gun fight for sure with their reputations. You could get shot!'

'Sam, I'm a cop! I think I can handle myself!' Andy said, getting angry.

'I know you can, but these guys are serious, really serious! I already got you in here with me. If we're weak for even a second, Jay can find out and could kill us at the spot. I already put you in this situation, I won't have you in that action too! If anything would happen to you…'

He left the sentence hanging there, letting her fill in the blank herself.

'If you don't think I can handle this, then why did you get me in here in the first place?' Andy asked getting up and walking through the room stopping at the kitchen counter. She remained standing there with her back turned to Sam. He didn't answer, but suddenly she felt his arms around her, holding her close.

'Because when you're here, I can keep you safe, I know you're safe coz I can see you, feel you. When you're there, I can't control the situation, I can't control who's going to shoot and who they're going to shoot.'

Closing her eyes for the briefest of seconds Andy leaned into Sam's shoulder.

'But how is such a situation different from a normal day at work?' Andy asked.

'I don't know. I guess here I can get you out of the way, at work it's just another day. Besides, these guys are much more dangerous. They're not a suspect you can talk down, they'll just shoot. They don't back down, not for anything. Also, it might tip them off when I take my girlfriend to the operation. They might notice something's not right,' Sam added in a lighter voice. Andy smiled softly at it, turning around in his arms to face him.

'I guess you have a point with that, but you don't have to worry about my safety. I had the best training officer.' They stood there for a moment, smiling at each other. Their faces slowly moved closer together, lips barely touching. Andy moved her gaze to his eyes for a moment, before crushing her lips to his.

After a few seconds they broke apart again.

'We shouldn't do this,' Sam said, leaning his head to hers. 'We have to stay focused.'

'Right, of course,' Andy said, moving away from him and sitting back down at the couch. He followed her.

'Soon,' he whispered in her hair sitting down next to her. He flicked on the TV and started flipping to channels for a while until he found something worth watching. They sat in silence and Andy found herself watching Sam more than the movie that was playing. As the night grew on, Andy felt an involuntary shiver from cold go through her body. Sam put his arm around her. She put her head on his still bare shoulder in response, snuggling closer.

It was for the best, she kept telling herself. Starting something with Sam now could endanger the entire operation. Not that their feelings alone wouldn't put them in danger. Though it was sweet of him that he didn't want to see her get hurt, it was a strange thing for him to do as well. In all the time they had worked together he had never been that protective of her. Of course he had tried to get her out of the way when things got too dangerous, but he had always followed himself. Never had he gotten her out of the danger zone and stayed in it himself.

If it really was that dangerous why was he planning on going in himself? If it was true what he was saying, he could get shot! An anxious feeling started to overpower her. Sam, probably sensing something was wrong, started drawing comforting circles on her back.

Though this distracted her from her distress, it brought with a whole new load of emotions.

Unable to help herself, she started drawing circles on his chest as well, tracing his muscles. When she felt him shiver she knew he hated the decision not to do anything till the operation was over about just as much as she did.

'Andy,' he muttered softly against her head.

'What?' she asked innocently.

'Don't do this to me,' he said, trying to keep his eyes focussed on the TV, but failing.

'Hey, you said nothing about this!' Andy argued, letting her fingers trace his chest once more.

He looked at her, a semi stern look on his face. Defeated, Andy let her hand drop to his stomach and turned her attention to the TV again. She didn't know a thing about the movie that was playing, but with Sam's arm around her, she was comfortable enough. She felt her eyelids get heavier and struggled to keep them open.

She vaguely realised she was lifted up from the couch and carried to the bed. As he lay her down and kissed her forehead she put her arms around his neck.

'Stay,' she muttered barely audible.

'Andy, I…' Sam started voice soft.

'Please, Sam,' she tried again.

He sighed and gave in, lying down next to her and pulling the cover's over the two of them. Andy lay her head on his shoulder as his arm pulled her closer. He kissed her head again just before she fell asleep.

Andy awoke disoriented the next morning. The bed she was in was much bigger and much more comfortable than the recliner she had slept on at Traci's house. Suddenly her memory caught up with her and she remembered everything that had happened the night before. Turning over, she opened her eyes, but she didn't see Sam. Fully awake now, she sat up and looked around the apartment. She spotted him standing in the kitchen, his back turned towards her. She got up from the bed and walked towards him.

'Hey.'

'Hey,' he answered smiling. 'Did you sleep well?'

'Yeah. What are you doing?'

'I'm making breakfast.'

'You're making breakfast?' Andy asked, surprise crossing her face.

'Yes,' Sam said, dimples showing.

Andy smiled back at him. It was going to be even harder than she had thought to keep her hands off him. Especially tonight when they would have to go back to the bar and pretend to be in love. If she was being completely honest with herself, she knew it wasn't really pretend from her side.

'So, what's going on today?' Andy asked, trying to focus her thoughts as she went to sit on top of the kitchen counter.

'Well, I've got a meeting set up with the guys later on today, so we've got the morning off.'

'What? Shouldn't we be, like, getting all the information about them we can? Tomorrow is Friday!'

'I know. We've got all we can get about them already. We know enough about them to be able to know what to expect from them during the operation. I just wish I would have had more time to get them to trust me, so they would give me some space.'

'Why would you need space?' Andy asked, worried.

'It would just make things easier, that's all,' Sam said, smiling at her reassuringly. 'Breakfast's ready.'

He took their plates and they went to sit at the table. Taking a first bite, Andy had to admit he was a great cook. Over the past day, he had been great, wonderful. The way he had carried her to bed last night when she was already half asleep. From the lack of covers on the couch he had stayed there the entire night, which gave her a strange sense of satisfaction.

'So, what are we doing this morning?' Andy asked curious once they had finished breakfast.

'They're going to brief us on the murder from last night. I expect Boyd to call in about an hour, depending on how much they've come up with.'

'And then what? It isn't like we can go fishing around for information or something, they'll notice.'

'It is always better to know who exactly you're dealing with.' He got up from the table and walked over to her. 'I'm going to have a shower, get changed. I'll see you in a few.' He walked off to the bathroom. Andy remained sitting at the table for a moment before getting up and clearing the table. She had just put the dishes in the tiny dishwasher when she heard a sound coming from the table. As she walked over she realised it was her phone that was ringing. It was a clean phone, so no one other than the people involved in the operation had the number. However, no one had called her or directly contacted her since she had gone undercover. Why would that change now?

She picked up the phone and looked at the number. It was blocked, naturally. She pushed the answer button and held the phone to her ear.

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I'll be quite busy in the upcoming one and a half/two weeks. I'll try to publish something as soon as possible though. But even if it might take a while, know the next chapter is coming!

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