Chapter 8

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The two women stood in silence for a few seconds before Sam broke the silence.

'Well, what are those questions, we don't have all day you know?' he said, pulling Andy into his side. She smiled at what he said, before taking a few steps closer to the boundary.

Traci gave Andy a significant look before turning to Sam.

'Did you see anything that happened here, sir?' she asked, completely focussed on her job again, pen and notebook ready in hand.

'When we came here, the street was full of people. So naturally we wanted to know what was going on here, but we didn't get much from all you people running around here,' Sam said in his best bad boy tone.

'You didn't see anyone running away from the scene, or anyone looking suspicious?' Traci asked to clarify. It was just an act, to make sure no one was suspecting anything. It was always possible that someone saw them interact like friends and would tell Jay.

'Nope, not at all.'

'And you miss? See anything out of the ordinary?'

'You mean beside this manmade roadblock? Nothing,' Andy said. How hard could it be to be so close to your best friend when you had something to share and not be able to share this? She grunted inwardly.

'Nash, we have to get back to the station, they found a lead on that missing kid. They've got enough people on this,' Noelle said as she walked closer, eying Andy and Sam closely.

'Right, I'll meet you at the car in a minute,' Traci said. Noelle gave the three of them one last look before turning around and walking away.

'Ok than, if you think of anything, anything at all, please let us know, alright? Thank you for your time, have a nice day,' Traci said, giving Andy a look that meant she wanted all the details the second she was officially back, before walking off

Sam gently guided Andy away from the scene and the pair quickly walked home. Andy was still in a daze as they entered the apartment. She felt capable of just running back to the scene to talk to Traci, tell her everything that happened in the past day, even though Traci would be back at the station by now. She could hardly believe it had only been a day since she had last spoken to her, that it had only been a day since she had gone undercover, but so much had happened on the Sam department, that it felt like she had been gone for at least a week.

'You ok?' Sam asked putting his hands on her shoulders.

'Yeah, I guess. That was just so strange.'

'Well, now you can imagine how I felt when I saw you guys sitting in that squat car the other day.' He flashed his dimple smile at her.

'Oh, I'm pretty sure I knew that surprise a couple of days ago as well,' Andy said offering a slight smile.

Before she knew what was going on and could react, Sam had pulled her into a tight hug, holding her close to him. After her slight surprise at first, she put her arms around him. His hands were tracing circles down her back.

It felt right. It was right. Why couldn't she just give in to her feelings? Why did she have to wait? Would it be so bad to just give in to her feelings?

Sam loosened his grip on her and started pulling her towards the couch.

'I have to call everything in to Boyd,' Sam said as he sat down and pulled her into his side.

'Right, about that, Drew pretty much said that she was sure that Jay had something to do with the murder from last night. Something about adding up and connecting all the dots or something.'

'That's great,' Sam said smiling at her before pressing a kiss to her hair.

It felt right, natural. Though it seemed like they were still in character, something about his lingering lips on her hair was assuring her that it was real, that it wasn't an act.

'Weren't you going to make a call?' Andy asked, not sure if she could stop herself from doing something she knew now wasn't the time for. Her hands had already started to make their way to his neck and now she quickly let them fall to her lap.

He chuckled softly before getting out his phone and dialling a number.

'Boyd,' he said. 'We've got some changes.' He was quiet for a moment, holding the phone a little from his ear. Andy could understand why he did it, as she could hear what Boyd was screaming all too clear.

'Well, it's not like it's my fault!' Sam spat. After a little pause he started talking again.

'They basically took over the business of the guy they murdered, expanding their own business. They are taking in both shipments tomorrow evening. Good thing is that it will be all hands on deck and most of the lower ranked guys will be there too, so we can take them all in at once. Bad news, it's going to be chaotic, even more so than we thought before. Oh and Andy talked to Jay's girlfriend, she says she's pretty sure Jay committed the murder, but she doesn't have hard prove. She could however find things about him, if we gave her a chance to cooperate… yeah, she did seem loyal to him. I don't know either, maybe she's finally seen what he's really like, I don't really care, she's not protecting him as much anymore as she used to do, that's all that matters, really… No, he's going to give us the exact time tomorrow morning, but it's going to be late, I guess. It's at the harbour, warehouse 52. Be careful though when you're checking it out, he said he had someone watching it for him… Right, talk to you later.'

He hung up and placed the phone on the coffee table. He leaned back in to the couch.

She looked at him in wonder as he turned to her.

'How did you manage?' she asked curious.

'Manage what?' He sounded confused.

'You're having lunch with Jay and his tightest group. Jet you went undercover only about a week before I joined you. How did you manage to work your way up?'

He gave her a slightly astonished look as if her was wondering why in the world she would ask him that.

'One of the guys on Jay's team died a couple of weeks ago. Car crash, had nothing to do with anything illegal, the other driver was never caught though, but there was a car found a couple of miles further along the road, completely wrecked. They had been following the guy for a couple of weeks and one of the other UC guys who had been in for about three months managed to get something about a brother out of him.'

'Let me guess, you're the brother?' Andy said.

'Yep. Blood relatives are always trusted in these circles, for some reason. I don't really understand why, but it comes in pretty handy right now.'

'And with you in the higher circles, the other guy could get out,' Andy said, making the to her logical assumption.

'No, he's still in there, luckily. He's going to be there tomorrow and we're going to need him. He'll probably tell the guys he works closest with that he knows a way out, leading them straight in another ambush.'

Andy sat staring at him, hands clenched together in her lap. She had almost forgotten that he had so much more experience with undercover operations than her. She looked away. His gaze was too intense to look at for too long without leaning in closer to him to kiss him.

He reached over and unclenched her hands as he held them in his own, grasping what was going on in her mind as he always seemed to know so well.

'If we do this, it could be dangerous. We would lose focus. We can't do that.'

'I know,' Andy said.

'I just wished this was over with already so everything can go back to normal.'

'I don't think things will ever go back to how they were exactly,' Andy said as she lay her head down on his shoulder. 'I don't want them to.'

They sat in silence for a while, lost in thoughts.

Why was it suddenly so hard to be around him? Just because she knew what the both of them felt and knowing that neither one of them could act on those feelings? She had the urge to walk out and get some fresh air, but she couldn't leave him either. When did everything in her life suddenly become so complicated? Things used to be easy, right?

The second she thought it, she knew it wasn't true. Things had been complicated long before she had joined Sam undercover. Things had been complicated from day one, when she arrested him. She held back a laugh as she thought about it. A feeling in her gut that day had told her he was telling her the truth when she had tackled him and he was down on the ground. He was just so cocky, she couldn't resist taking him in and as he kept telling her she was making a mistake, she had felt that she was actually doing the right thing. She had neglected her gut instinct for several months and when she had trusted it again, it had only made her do something rash. But it had been what she had wanted in that moment and it was what she wanted in this moment as well.

But she just remained sitting there, fighting every fibre in her body that told her to turn her head and lean up to his face to kiss him.

He had put his arms around her and had pulled her close to him once again. He had pulled her close so many times during their meetings with Jay and the other guys. Why was it different now?

Because they were alone and no one was watching them. There was no one for whom they had to keep up appearances. They had kissed earlier when they were undercover and though Sam had told her that it was because they were being watched, she knew that wasn't the real reason. He had wanted to kiss her just as much as she wanted to kiss him in that moment.

She got up out of his tight embrace and stood up in front of him with her arm stretched out. He looked at her surprised for a moment.

'Andy, I don't think…' She couldn't take it anymore. She leaned in to his face and placed a soft kiss on his lips. She stood again arms stretched in front of her again. He didn't hesitate now.

Eagerly he took both her hands in his and stood in front of her. He moved his one hand to brush the hair away from her face. She let her hands trace up to his shoulders and rested them there awaiting his response.

'We really shouldn't,' was all he could say.

'We have to pretend to be a couple in front of all of those guys. There we have to act all couple like. It isn't as if we can say we don't feel anything every time we touch. Would it really be so bad if we take that step?' she knew her voice was almost pleading by now, but she couldn't help it. It was what she wanted and she wasn't backing away from it anymore.

'No,' he mumbled as he leaned down to her face. Their lips met and Andy felt as things started to fall into place. His hands were making their way down her back before she knew what was going on he had hitched his arms under her legs and lifted her in his arms, carrying her to the bed. He softly lay her down and made his way on top of her, lips tugging on the skin of her neck. Somehow, she wasn't quite sure how, his shirt had ended up on the floor along with hers.

How did that happen? A small voice in the back of her head asked. She forgot it the moment Sam started placing kisses down her neck, slowly making his way to her chest. She closed her eyes, letting the feelings take her over.

A soft beeping sound made her open her eyes a peep. She could feel Sam's presence right there next to her, but something was different somehow. She couldn't grasp it immediately, as her eyes were still adjusting to the light.

There was a movement next to her and then Sam's voice, slightly hushed.

'Hello?' she opened her eyes fully this time. They were still on the couch, fully dressed. It had all been a dream. Slowly she became aware again of the conversation Sam was having.

'What do you want?' His voice, though still hushed, sounded harsh, like he'd rather not speak to the person on the other end of the line.

'We told Boyd all we know… There is nothing more to say… No, she doesn't know more… Well, call back later, she's sleeping… You know what, that's none of your damn business!' he started to sound angry.

'Fine. Whatever.' He shut the phone and nearly threw it at the table, face in his hands.

'What's wrong?' Andy asked, worried. Had something gone wrong? Were they made somehow?

'Nothing.' He turned to her and flashed his dimples at her. 'But do me one favour. If your phone rings, don't answer it.'

He got up and walked towards the bathroom, leaving an astonished and confused Andy behind.

It had all been a dream, nothing more. Just a figment of her imagination, a hope that was so bright the one moment only to be shattered the next. She was beginning to wonder if it was ever going to happen, the two of them being together. Though it had seemed like a very realistic option earlier on in the day, she was no seriously starting to doubt this. Were some things really just too good to be true?

I had to place a little doubt there, but don't worry, everything will work out! Thank you all so much for reading! Please do let me know what you thought of it in a review!

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