Okay, I realized that this update took waaaaaaay too long and I apologize. I think that I have been truly pouting over the season finale, that definitely didn't scream finale to me, more like a mid season break. I wish this was 22 episode show! The reviews have been amazing and encouraging! I'm glad you guys like the story! It's nice to know I'm not just writing it for my own amusement. Keep letting me know what you think, like/don't like... I want to make this a fun story!

P.S. I was watching the episodes again, Did anyone else notice that the first episode they show Tom McNally's apartment it's on the left side of the hall on the stairs but in to Serve or Protect it's on the right side? Little bit of a disappointment but I might be the only one to notice that kind of stuff... Kind of like the fact that Sam drives a car is episode two but talks about his truck in episode 3.

P.S.S Sorry for being a pain, but does anyone know why the story isn't visible? I was trying to load it for someone to read on my computer and it pulls up as none existant for me but clearly you guys see it?

Rookie Blue doesn't belong to me... sorry I forgot to include that last time!

Enjoy!

Remember I told you about my sister Sarah?"

She smiled sweetly at him, her posture softening. "Yes, Sam. She's okay right? Nothing happened to her?"

Sam was momentarily taken back by how much Andy seemed to care about the well being of his sister. His rookie wore her heart on her sleeve and her concern was written all over her face.

"Oh yea, McNally, she's great actually! Getting married here shortly"

"Okay?"

Sam ran his hand through his hair and felt the discomfort rise up in his chest again. "Look at the wedding there will be dancing.." he began clearly struggling for words. "My sister expects the whole wedding party, which I am apart of, to take part in every part of it."

Realization was beginning to dawn on her and Sam was simultaneous horrified and grateful that she was intuitive. "Okay Sam so are you like asking me to help you with wedding protocol? Because just because I'm a girl doesn't mean..."

"McNally," he cut her off in a sullen voice, "I need you to be my partner for the dance classes that Sarah signed me up for."

When he finally looked at her face, he had seen the shock written all over it.

Andy McNally took all of three seconds to discern that the look in Sam Swarek's eyes was pure desperation with a healthy dose of exasperation. Her lips began to tug up in the corners and she was trying to keep her shoulders from shaking. She failed miserably and doubled over resting her hands on her knees belting out a stream of laughter that could be called anything but harmonious.

Still laughing, Andy looked up at him to gage his reaction which had gone from embarrassingly desperate to infuriated. He might just throttle her but she couldn't help it. Wiping the tears from her eyes she took deep breaths and began to straighten up. Taking deep breaths to steady herself, she heard Sam growl at her and it started off another set of giggles before she felt the air move around her as he stomped away.

Sobering slightly she shouted after him and stumbled running after him "Sam! Sam, wait! I was just joking..." She began running knowing that he would be sulking near his giant silver baby out in the parking lot.

When she opened the door, Andy saw him leaning against his truck with his arms cross looking her in the eye. She gulped a bit at his intensity and was actually doubting whether or not she should walk up to him at all now. He was clearly offended.

Tentatively, she began walking across the parking lot. She didn't want Sam to see that she was scanning for another life form who could bare witness to her murder should he so chose.

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"I won't bite McNally," he quipped tersely at her. "Hurry up already," he nearly barked at her. "Any slower and I'll get grays waiting for you. Get in."

Andy quickened her steps knowing full well it was best not to tangle with Sam in this kind of mood. She wasn't forgiven yet, but then again, if he was really mad at her, he wouldn't offer to give her a ride right? Climbing up into the cab of his truck she huffed and looked at him.

"Sorry Sam," she started weakly. "I just had this really odd picture of you ballroom dancing in my head and c'mon that's funny! Especially considering you'd be dancing with me."

He glared at her turning the key hard in the ignition, "McNally, dancing with you is no laughing matter. Give a guy a break! God knows you'll prolly crush my toes!"

As the truck pulled out of the lot, Andy kept looking at Sam and squinting at him. He looked at her sideways and rolled his eyes. "What McNally?"

"It seems I really did keep you waiting," she laughed a smile forming at her lips. "I can see the gray hair from here!"

He shot her a murderous looking knowing she was trying to goad him and that it was working. He wasn't that much older then her. He'd been on the force almost ten years and he had gone right out high school not after college like her. Some day, he was gonna have to break her out of this old man routine. He ran a hand self consciously through his hair. "You wish McNally and if I do have premature gray hair, it's because a certain rookie gets herself into the all time dumbest situations of any rookie ever."

Yep, it was definitely going to be one of those nights. Teasing, harassment, jabs at the other. They both knew it was meant in good fun, and truthfully, they both knew that if anyone said those things about either of them, that they would back up their partner, and there would be hell to pay.

Andy, decided not get riled by Sam's remark about her lousy luck and instead opted for the super mature response of sticking her tongue out at him to which he grinned and stepped on the gas.

Twenty minutes later Sam parked in front of a dance studio and grinned as she questioned him about not heading to the Penny.

"I figured you wouldn't make this easy, so I sort of told you last minute and gave you no other choice without making a scene." He climbed out and headed around the truck to open her door. "Get out McNally or I'm going to have to go in there and get Sarah to drag you out and I'm really the nicer of the Swareks."

He snorted at his cocky grin and knew that he had her. She would never embarrass him or herself making a scene in front of his family, but she couldn't help feeling a bit duped, and nervous. She had never met Sarah and let's face it, anyone with the last name of Swarek had to be pretty damn intimidating.

She look a deep breath feeling herself tense up and ignoring Sam's chuckle as he put his hand on the small of her back to guide her in. She looks like she's going to meet a firing squad. This might just be fun after all. Opening the door for her and showing her inside still keeping contact on her lower back, Sam looked up and silently thanked his spirited sister for this intrusion into his life.