*authors note- thanks again to everyone for everything; it means so much to get such praise from such incredible writers :) Originally this chapter wasn't going to exist, but a few of you wanted to see Sam's reaction to this little chat so….here goes nothing!

DISCLAIMER: If I owned rookie blue Andy wouldn't even be getting anywhere NEAR some mountee guy.

"No. Luke, we are over." Andy said. She turned on her heel and left, back to the man she knew would never do this to her. Instead of him being back at the cruiser, though, he was waiting just outside the door.

"Sam! I thought you would be in the car!" Andy exclaimed.

"Did I claim that I was going to be in the car?"

"Sam! I….how much did you hear?"

"All of it." Sam replied, angrily. "Andy, he has no right to deny that you weren't just a fling to him. I swear, if I…..look, never mind that. He hurt you. I don't like him."

"Sam…thank you. For being here."

"I will always be here. Always. Nothing could rip me away from you." Sam said seriously.

"Atta boy Sammy!" Oliver chimed in, giddily smiling. "You know, I knew this was gonna happen. Knew it from the start. Guess I should tell Noelle, eh? Ha-ha. Oh, and I heard about the paperwork jab you took at me. Not funny, brother. " Shaw finished.

"I thought it was pretty funny." Sam said, grinning.

Andy, who had been blushing ever since Sam had said he would always be there, steered the conversation to comfortable territories. But before she could get it out, Sam seemed to have read her mind again.

"How are Epstein and Diaz, Shaw?" Sam asked.

"They're getting better, but not too quickly. Diaz is just getting stitches, but since it's a head injury they're keepin' him in there over night. Epstein….well, since he got hit in the back, he's in a lot of pain. Doc's had to sedate him, poor guy. He'll be up for visitors later tonight. Peck has been bouncing between rooms for a while now; Best's put her off shift for the time being."

"All right, thanks brother." Sam said.

"Of course. " Shaw finished, grinning at McNally and winking at Sam.

Andy rolled her eyes. She put her arm around Sam's waist, and together they walked out to the car.

"I'm driving." Sam said, smiling, mischief in his eyes. Andy immediately suspected something. If Sam was up to something, she wanted to prepare herself for it.

"Where?" Andy asked.

"What do you mean 'where', McNally?" Sam asked, falsely innocent.

"Sam!" Andy said, exasperated.

Sam laughed.

"Okay, I have a surprise for you."

"Well what is it?" Andy asked.

"Like I said, McNally, a surprise."

"I hate surprises."

"I know." He said, and but his hand on her thigh. She looked over, and smiled. She didn't look away for quite some time. She took in his strong build, his short sleeved uniform, and his strong, secure arms. One of which was still on her thigh. She smiled again.

"Checking me out, McNally?" Sam asked, ripping Andy out of het dreamy state of happiness.

"You wish." Andy said.

"Now, why would I wish for something that already happened?" Sam asked, smiling.

"I was kind of checking you out, fine. But it isn't like you haven't checked me out before."

"Kind of hard not to when one night you show up at my door and practically get naked within 7 seconds." Sam smirked, his voice soft. "Not saying I didn't like it. In fact, you should do that more often."

"Rather suggestive, Sam. "

"You like it?" Sam asked.

"Little bit." Andy said, without really thinking. When it sunk in that she actually said that, her eyes widened. Sam knew she was second guessing herself, asking herself if she had gone too far. He turned to face her, and winked.
"Not far enough, McNally." Sam said. She rolled her eyes. Somehow, he had known. Again. He knew what she was thinking, just by looking at her. She decided she liked it. He cared enough to decode her. Yeah, she really, really liked it.

"Funny."

"It's true." Sam said

"Oh is it? Would you just like me to say that I want to rip your clothes off right now?"

"Well do you?"

"I'm not answering that." Andy said.

"Of course you aren't." Sam sighed.

Sam felt so comfortable right here, right now. He looks over towards her at a red light. She seemed absorbed in her thoughts, giving Sam a safe opportunity to take in her beauty for the thousandth time. His eyes skipped up to her face, her chestnut hair, pulled into a braid. Her smooth, tanned complexion. Her big, brown eyes, and her lips. The lips he had been kissing not 2 hours ago. The lips he longed to be kissing now.

"Lights green, Sam." Andy said.

"Knew that."

"I bet."

"So, feel like telling me where were going?" Andy tried again.

"Now, just what part of 'it's a surprise' didn't you get?"

"The part where it has to be a surprise! You know I hate surprises!"

"Well then I hope this doesn't make you hate me."

"Sam…I couldn't hate you."

"Good, because if you hated me, then it would have been a waste of a trip bringing you here." He said, stopping the car.

"Surprise."