AUTHORS NOTE: Thank you so much for all of the wonderful reviews, especially aolande1 for the constructive criticism and for pointing out specific things you really liked :D you all make me very happy, the reviews are great! I will try to make longer chapters; too, I just have these perfect end-of-chapter moments that I can't resist ending the chapter at. I will try to get over those haha I don't know how long to make this, or how far to go exactly. If you have any ideas for anything I am totally open for suggestions and will definitely give you a shoutout. Constructive criticism is definitely welcome, but as I said in chapter one this is my first fan fiction ever, and I am still in elementary school. Thank you

DISCLAIMER: 11:11 didn't work, no rookie blue for me

"Andy, I haven't been able to stop looking at you for a while now. And it has nothing to do with Callaghan." Sam said softly, his eyes circular looking glasses leading into the floodgates of every bit of emotion he had ever felt towards Andy. It made her heart beat quickly, and she could feel the change in the mood of their situation. No matter what Andy did right now, this moment would have the same effect on their relationship as the night of the blackout did. Except this time, the one being vulnerable was Sam. Andy wasn't going to disappoint.

"Sam, what are you saying?" Andy said, smiling. She knew exactly where this was going, and she did not want to step on the brakes any time soon.

"McNally you know exactly what I'm saying. I think you're a solid cop…and…" He fumbled for words as he watched Andy's face fall. Maybe she hadn't read him right?

"And I also happen to think that you are a great woman, and a kick ass partner. Oh and you're pretty hot." Sam finished, grinning, his dimples making Andy want to never move from that spot, to stay with his hands framing her face forever. As Sam watched Andy's reaction, he moved his hands in just a little bit, and his eyes got a little darker, and Andy felt the mood change again.

"Sam…are yo-"

"McNally I'm not finished. Remember when you got to Landry's building, and you thought I was dead? Do you remember how you felt? Scared, that your partner…the person you see every day, could be dead? Or scared that your partner, the person you love, could be dead? Because, I will tell you honestly, the day you got shot, for those 10 seconds where I didn't know if you were ok or not, I felt panicked, like someone I loved has the potential to be dead in an instant. But if you don't feel that way, I will not hold it against you. I just kind of hoped that you did." Sam said, his voice getting softer and gentler with each sentence, with every word sounding like music. Andy reached up, rested her hand on the nape of his neck, pulled his neck down ever so slowly, and as their lips finally brushed just once, she felt more of a spark than all of the times she kissed Luke combined. The kiss changed, became wary, as if both officers just remembered where they were, but had no intentions of stopping any time soon. She pulled him closer, using both of her hands around his shoulders now, and she smiled against his lips when she felt his hands sliding down her uniform until they settled at her hips, with only a feather light touch. Andy couldn't help but love feeling his rough, cracked lips against her soft ones, it felt so right, it felt like Sam. But the kiss stopped suddenly, with both Andy and Sam hearing their radio's crackle to life.

"This is dispatch, we need all available units sent to Archie's Storage Facility pronto, we have 2 officers not responding, potential danger, possibility that suspect Ray Nixon is in the building. "

"Sam, we need to go. Now. As much as I would love to continue this…and I would, but we're on the job, and like Noelle said…bastard's not getting away with it this time! "Andy said, finishing with her eye catching smile.

"You're right. Let's go. Oh, and I'll be sure to tell Noelle that you quoted her, she'll be proud to know that she's a policewoman icon." Sam replied, grinning giddily.

They left the locker room, luckily not seeing anyone, and ran into the cruiser. They were the second team to arrive, Noelle and Traci having gotten there first. Noelle was inside; Traci was talking to the man who owned the facilities. Traci sent Andy a nod, Andy immediately understood.

"Traci's good here, Sam, let's go inside." Andy said, already running into the building, with Sam close behind, both of their guns drawn. They found Noelle tending to Dov and Chris, having shot the lock open. Chris had been hit over the head with a flashlight, and Dov had been shot in the back, but luckily it was in the vest. Sam took to his radio.

"EMS needed at Archie's Storage Facilities, officer shot!" Sam demanded harshly. Gail and Oliver had just arrived; they were tending to the injured officers, while Andy and Sam looked in the building for Nixon. Andy could sense that she wasn't alone with Sam. Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard something hitting metal. Something strong.

"Aah! Sam! Behind you!" Andy cried, Nixon had just slammed her against one of the lockers, cracking her radio, one of the pieces from it hitting her in the cheek, cutting it. Sam turned, and saw any there, bleeding, with Nixon's arm pressed against her throat. His protective instincts took over his body, adrenaline coursing through his veins. He hit Nixon's arm away, moving it from where it was shutting Andy's windpipe, and kicked his leg, pushing him down at the same time, he sank his knee into Nixon's back, and cuffed him silently, roughly. Sam jerked Nixon up to his feet, brought him to Shaw, then ran back to Andy.

"McNally, you're ok. I'm here, ok?" Sam said, his hands cupping her face softly.

"Sam. I'm fine. I'm ok. Thank you. Thank you so much." Andy said, her eyes still wild. Wild, but locked on his. Sam lowered his hands, sliding them down to her waist, but didn't let their lips touch just yet. He wanted to finish what was started in the locker room.

"Andy, I don't want to be a rebound. What happened after the blackout killed me. That can't happen again, McNally. Because I want this to happen, but I want it to be real. If you aren't ready, then I understand. But…just know that I really, really trust you. And admire you. You…you're amazing."
Sam finished speaking, his voice sultry and gravelly.

"Sam…..you have no idea how ready I am." And said, grinning happily.

-authors note part 2, ok this is not going where I thought it was going to go, so the title doesn't rally make sense anymore, but I don't think I'm going to change it. Thanks again!

-emily.