If anyone's wondering, I'm Canadian XD So I know my way around Canadian food chains ;)

Andy ate slowly, sitting cross legged in the booth. She would look down, and Sam would watch her eat with a glint in his eye. They would exchange looks and then go back to eating, and repeat. Andy liked the routine they had created. It was so perfect, it seemed to be rehearsed. She could feel others around them stare with cute eyes, knowing that they were thinking about how cute they were in that moment. 'How cute that lovely couple is!' Andy assumed. She did that a lot, gawk at the cute couples and swoon over their new love.

"I think I like date and text Sam more than work Sam." Andy giggled between bites. Sam shook his head, looking up at her.

"I like you all the time." he mumbled, looking back at his plate. Andy shook her head, feeling the wave of 'smooth' he had put at her.

"That's why I like you. You're cute and sweet. You're different and I don't want to punch you… most of the time." She winked, earning a dimpled smile from the man.

"I'm glad you noticed, Andy. I don't get that a lot." Sam smiled, taking a French fry into his mouth.

"You're cute when you eat."

"I'm not cute!"

"But you're so adowabuuuul." Andy cooed; a smile plastered on her face.

"You're killin my reputation here." He leaned over the table, mustering a menacing look.

"Reputation of the biggest dork? Oops! Soooooorry!" Andy snorted, leaning back. Sam raised a competitive eyebrow, mimicking her actions. She stretched out her legs, resting them upon his knees.

"Gutsy," he looked at her silver painted toe nails ", I really like date Andy. She doesn't over think, she just... has fun." Sam rested his hands on her calves, a shiver slinking up her back. He smirked, rubbing up her calves as far as his reach allowed. Andy dropped her legs to the tile floor with a slap.

"Public area! I should arrest you for indecent behavior, Officer Swarek." Andy laughed holding her hand up in the air to call for the check. The paper was slid on the table, and two hands reached for it.

"Back off, McNally." Sam pulled the check, a half smirk playing over his lips.

"Nu-Uh. I can handle it." She stood, yanking the check. Competition sprawled over her face, a determination boiling inside her.

"Too bad." He followed her, pulling the check once more. Sam was just as stubborn as Andy, and even if he wasn't, he had no problem rising to the occasion to be even more stubborn.

"Give me the check, Sam!" Andy whined, stamping her foot. Sam shook his head, pulling the check closer. Andy was persistent and refused to let go.

"I'm pullin out the big guns, brace yourself Andy." Sam smirked.

"Bring it!"

He rolled his eyes, placing his lips on hers. He wrapped the free arm around her back, forcefully arching her to get a better feel of her body. The kiss was innocent, but his body language was not. Sam snuck his leg in-between hers, lifting her closer to him.

Andy let go of the check, and as soon as she did? She felt the shit eating grin on his face.

"Thanks, sweetheart." Sam slid his free hand up her back as he whispered in her ear. He kissed the earlobe gently, walking to the register. Her haw hit the floor, refusing to believe that he left her high and dry.

"I hate you!" Andy giggled, waiting outside for the man to join her. She took a moment to feel her burning hot face, staying in the shade to try and cool off. He joined her quickly, walking back to where his car was.

"I really don't want to have to work tomorrow!" Andy dragged on, sighing over dramatically.

"Thought you loved your job." Sam mocked her whiney tone.

"I do. I just really don't want to see Luke. He's... annoying." Andy made a disgusted face, taking Sam's hand within her own. He squeezed back, a goofy grin gluing itself on both their faces.

"He really is."

"You know how he's working on the Kopski Brothers murder case? I overheard him talking to Jo that he needs a cop to go with tomorrow. Well, I have a feeling that he's gunning for me to go. He always wants to talk-"

"Annoying when someone talks all the time, eh? Ms. Chatty McNally?"

"A; Ever since he... Ya know… he always wants to talk and want me back even though I'm clearly over him. B; I do not talk all the time!" She laughed as the reached his truck, lifting herself on the hood.

"Pfft okay. You never want to talk ever. So, back to Callaghan. Want me to kick his ass?"

She ran her slender arms up his shoulders, her look giving all the answers he needed. Sam nodded, smiling at the beautiful woman before him.

"Why are we so relaxed when we're together like this?" Sam stood on his bumper, eye to eye with Andy.

"Because we should have done this in the first place. You know, since the day we met? Oh, and maybe because the entire station has been waiting for it and we've been making it a lot harder than it needs to be..." Andy pursed her lips and furrowed her brows.

"Thanks for clearing that up." Sam jumped down and grabbed Andy by her waist. He pulled her down, having her wrap her legs around him. Sam stretched, placing a light kiss upon her lips before setting her down. She let a squeak of sadness escape her, holding him close to her.

"I like you." Andy mumbled into his chest, massaging his back as they stood.

"I like you more." Sam whispered into her hair, taking in the scent of her. They stood there for a while, the heat from each other becoming overbearing. But they didn't care for the Toronto summer heat in their arms. All other people around them disappeared, along with all the trees and water. Andy could only sense Sam in the world, and she had no problem with that.

"Let's get you home, pretty girl." Sam sighed, helping her into his truck. He got in, starting to drive her home. She had a look of worry and distain upon her face, staring out the window. Sam's heart hurt for her as he watched her in her peripheral vision.

"Work tomorrow is going to be fine, just don't worry. I'll fight to keep you on the beat with me."

Andy smiled, saying her goodbyes with a kiss on the cheek and went into her home. The night came and went much faster than she wished. Before she could process it all, she was walking to parade with Sam close behind. He sat beside her today, making small talk. They didn't exactly pay attention to Best until Andy heard her name.

"… Andy, you're with Callaghan today on the Kopski case, and Sam? You're manning the phones. Serve, protect, and avoid pissing your partner off. Get going."

"What," Sam stood as he slammed his fists into the table ", I can't do phones today. Why can't I have McNally and go on our beat?"

"You would be on your beat if we had a partner for you today. Nash is sick, so you have no partner. Callaghan asked for McNally to get her the experience. Now get on the phones." Frank Best growled, pointing at the door. Sam punched the wall on the way out, grumbling all the way to his desk where Andy was waiting.

"I'm sorry I couldn't do more." Sam hunched over his desk, nails scratching the wood. She patted his arm softly, tilting her head down.

"It's alright, Sam. I think I can survive today. I don't know why he needs a cop, I think he just made that up to drag me around. I won't do much." Andy shrugged, trying to convince herself.

"Want me to take your place?"

"Phone work? No way!" She stuck her tongue out as he gave her a nod of acceptance.

"Andy, you ready?" Luke looked at her with his wide, sad eyes as she sat on Sam's desk. He only got a nod in return as she turned her back to him. Andy patted Sam's cheek, blowing him an unnoticeable kiss. Luke only say his dimpled smile in reaction, then saw how Sam checked her out as she started to walk off. He also took careful note of the way she strutted a little more, which is something that pleased Sam immensely by the smile upon him.

"Let's go, Detective." The slightest bit of venom dripped off her words as she bumped shoulders with him. She reached the car far earlier than him, waiting around until she head a beep and a click.

"Finally you open the god damn door." Andy grumbled rudely beneath her throat, getting in the passenger seat. Luke followed close behind, starting the car.

"Where are we going for this case?"

"Kingston."

"What the hell? That's two hours out of our jurisdiction. Did they ask for us?"

"They asked, they need the man power. We're giving it to them."

Andy rolled her eyes, looking out the window. Approximately three hours there in the car with his gigantic ego? How could she survive? Andy's frown turned into a gigantic smile as she reached into her left pocket and pulled out her cell phone, and not the work regulation one.

Things are starting to happen and get inteeeense :3

xoxoPN