Sorry this took so long, I have about six chapters half written, but it took me a while to actually finish one.

So, as you know, this story is a series of one shots that take place after the finale. They won't be in any sort of order and will likely skip around. They are also all in the same universe, but you don't need to read one to understand the other.

Anyway, onto chapter two…

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When he walks in the door, he prepares himself for what he might find. He knows she saw his interrogation this afternoon and he can only guess that she's not pleased. With how hormonal and moody she's been lately, he can only imagine what is waiting for him in the kitchen. He takes a deep breath and walks down the hallway until he finds her in the kitchen filling a large pot with water for the spaghetti she is making for dinner. Ever since she found out she was pregnant, she's been trying to be more domestic and Sam definitely doesn't hate it.

She obviously knows he's home and can hear him walking in the kitchen, but she doesn't lift her head or turn around to look at him. He continues walking towards her and instantly wraps his arms around her before placing kisses down her neck.

"Hi," he says softly, in between kisses.

"Hi," she responds, and as he suspected, she is definitely not over what happened this afternoon.

"Andy…" he begins, as he shuts the water off and turns her around to face him.

"Hm?" She asks, without looking him in the eye. He lifts her chin with his finger so she meets his gaze.

"Talk to me," he implores. "Are you upset about the interrogation?" He asks, even though he knows the answer. With the pregnancy hormones and frequent mood swings, it doesn't take much to get her upset.

"Of course I'm upset about the interrogation," she replies with an eye roll.

"Why?" He probes. He knows why, but he also knows that she just needs to let it all out. She just needs to yell and get everything off her chest so she'll feel better.

"Because she was flirting with you!" She informs him.

"So?" He asks with a tilt of his head.

"She obviously knows you're married!" She says, gesturing towards his wedding ring.

"She was just hoping I'd cut her a deal," he shrugs, praying she'll just let him downplay the whole thing. Although, he's not holding his breath.

"Oh yeah because women never flirt with you without having ulterior motives," she says with a roll of her eyes.

He smiles at her. "Well I am kind of irresistible," he says with a laugh, hoping to lighten the mood.

"Shut up, this is serious," she says as she lightly hits him on the chest. "I'm just so sick of watching other women flirt with my husband like I don't even exist," she tells him, crossing her arms on top of her swollen belly.

"Women?" He repeats with furrowed brows.

"Yes. Women. Please tell me you're not oblivious to the way that new rookie is always fawning all over you… Can I get you some coffee, Detective? Great job with that suspect, Detective. Is there anything else I can do for you, Detective? You want to go do me in Interrogation One, Detective?" She mocks.

"Whoa, she has never said that!" He tells her with wide eyes. The truth is, he has noticed how friendly that new rookie is, but he never thought much of it. He's obviously not even close to being interested.

"Maybe not with her mouth, but definitely with her eyes!" Andy says with a raised voice.

He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. This conversation is getting away from him.

"Andy…Is this really just about some women flirting?" He asks, as he runs his hands up and down her sides.

She lets out a big sigh. "I don't know. It just bothers me," she admits. He waits for her to continue. "I just… I worry sometimes that you'll get sick of having to deal with your crazy, gigantic, hormonal wife and realize you'd rather be with some hot rookie who hangs on your every word and can actually fit into her uniform," she says while she shuffles her feet, unable to look at him.

"I thought I was already with some hot rookie who hang on my every word," he teases, trying to make her smile.

She rolls her eyes, but a small smirk appears on her lips and he's instantly proud of himself for putting it there. Unfortunately, the smile is short lived and he's reminded that there is a lot that needs to be said.

"Andy…" he begins, hoping she'll look up at him. She doesn't, so he bends his knees slightly so he can meet her gaze. He searches her eyes, hoping to find the answer in them. "Hey, you know I would never cheat on you, right?" He asks.

"Yeah, I guess," she shrugs.

"You guess?" He asks, with widened eyes. The fact that she would ever doubt that is just… insane to him. The way he just loves this woman is beyond anything he could ever feel for anyone else. And yeah, she is rather huge nowadays, but he still finds her just as beautiful and sexy as ever.

"I don't know... I didn't think Luke would cheat on me, but he did. And even though him cheating on me saved me from making a huge mistake… I just… If you ever… I wouldn't…" she hesitates, fumbling over her words, but he's heard enough.

"Andy, I am not Callahan," he interrupts as he cups her face, forcing her to look at him. "I would never cheat on you, okay? Never. I love you… more than anything. And I have never once thought about being with someone else because I'm so ridiculously happy with you," he reminds her, as he tries to force her into believing his words.

She lets out a breath. "I know, I'm sorry. It's just… It's hard not to be insecure when you can't even see your toes anymore and hot blondes are shoving their cleavage in your husband's face all day," she babbles on.

"Andy, this is the only cleavage I ever want shoved in my face," he tells her with a smirk as he cups her breasts. "Best cleavage I've ever seen," he mumbles as he kisses the skin that's exposed from the V-neck t-shirt she's wearing.

She finally lets out a smile as she playfully rolls her eyes. "I'm sorry. I know I'm being ridiculous."

"Yes you are," he agrees with a nod, as he wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her closer to him. "But you're kind of cute when you're jealous," he tells her.

"Oh thanks," she says sarcastically.

"I love you," he tells her again as he nudges his nose with hers. "And I don't ever want to be with anyone else," he says, softly, before giving her a kiss. "Just you." He tells her before pressing his lips against hers again. "And even though you can't see your toes or fit in your uniform, I still think you're beautiful… and sexy as hell… and I can't believe how insanely lucky I am that you're all mine," He says, as he leans his forehead against hers. She wraps her arms around his neck and smiles.

"I don't know how I got so lucky," she tells him. He smiles and places another kiss on her lips.

"C'mon, I'll rub your feet while we wait for the water to boil," he says as he pulls away and places the pot of water on the stove.

"God, you're perfect," she quips as she follows him to the couch.

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There's chapter two! I would really love some ideas for future chapters as I'm having difficulty coming up with ideas.

Please review and let me know what you think!