Truth and reconciliation

4:15 AM

It was early morning. He arrived home, walking slowly to his house. He had taken the time to take in the city. Although he was tired he was still awake. His body and mind where willing him on to finish the day. Walking up his stairs, he yawned. God he was tired. Today had really taken it out him. Going to unlock the door he noticed that the main lock was already open. He pushed his key into the second one, while drawing his Glock 21SF and pushed the door open slowly stepping to the left so he was covered by the door frame. Seeing it was clear, he closed the door just as quietly as he had opened it and the processed to slowly clear his own house, Glock 21SF drawn, searching for anything out of the ordinary, checking the corners.. He arrived at his bedroom and saw that the door was open. He leaned in carefully but paused when he saw Andy curled up in his bed.

He lowered his gun and slowly walked over to her. She was asleep, the moonlight exposing her beautiful features. He just stood there looking at her. Every feeling he had for her had suddenly came back. After the day he had just had this was last way he thought it would end. Sam's mind was racing. He knew that she understood what had happened 3 months ago. He knew that her and Luke had broken up and that she would finally give him the time he want. If there was ever a chance between them then this was it. Every fiber of his being wanted to be with her, to start a future with her, to hold her, kiss her, but more importantly have her kiss him back.

Without thinking he sat down on the edge of the bed with her feet behind him. She didn't wake. He cupped his head in his hands feeling his tried body trying to relax but he couldn't. Looking over at Andy, she stirred and a a few strands of hair flopped down over her face. Out of instinct Sam reached over and gently wiped them away. Andy said in little more than a whisper

'Sam'

Her eyes where still closed and she was still asleep, she was dreaming. This made him smile. He willed his body to wake her, to tell her that he was ok and that if she wanted, he would like to be a part of her life, more than partners, more than rookie and TO but something deep inside of him stopped him.

He knew that everything Fisher had said was correct, he was in no state to be with her because he no longer knew who or what he was. He glanced down at his watch, 4:37 AM. 23 minutes and Fisher would be here. Whatever his future had in store for him he knew that he had to keep her safe and thats the one thing that had never really changed in the last 24 hours. Looking over at Andy, he leant down and kissed her forehead gently, barely touching her skin. Standing up he took a envelope out of his jacket , wrote something on the cover and placed it next to her on the bed, along with a yellow tulip he had picked up on his way home. Turning to look at her one last time, he tried to memorize every feature, every detail of her beautiful face. After what seemed like forever he broke his eyes from Andy and quietly made his way out of his apartment, taking his three bags with him and sat on his steps waiting for Fisher, while thinking about the last 24 hours.

At 5:00 AM Fisher's black 4x4 pulled up. He saw Sam on the steps smoking. Fisher and Sam loaded Sam's bags into the back of the 4x4 and Sam got into the passenger seat, facing his apartment. They pulled away slowly. Fisher noticed Sam's mood and asked

'Andy ?'

Sam looked on, knowing that she was so close yet so fair away. He responded in barely a whisper

'Yeah'

With that he closed his eyes letting his body finally rest.