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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.

"One. Two. Three. Four," the authoratative voice boomed from down a dimly lit hallway. "Chin up, shoulders back. Again!"

Andy McNally could honestly say that she was nervous. The booming voice reminded her so much of the instructors from her first day at the academy. She was scared jumpy then too. She shot a sideways glance at Sam only to find and amused grin on his face as he winked at her. Thanks "partner" she muttered to herself.

They stood in the doorway for a moment and watched the going ons in the dance studio. Under the bright lights was slender woman with raven hair and dimples that showed despite her attempt to not smile or laugh as the lanky man she was dancing with. The man with sandy colored hair was fumbling through the steps and his frustration was showing on his tightened face.

"Stop!" The voice boomed again. Andy jumped a little as the petite blonde woman stepped forward clearly exasperated with the man's clumsiness. "You really must relax if you want to dance without embaressing yourself Steven!"

The raven haired woman merely stepped back from "Steven" and bowed her head slightly pinching the bridge of her nose. If that action alone didn't give her away as a Swarek, she didn't know what would.

"Well," the blonde woman snapped. "Are you two just going to stand there and gawk or are you going to come in and keep me entertained with your awkwardness?"

Andy's eyes widened as watched the dancing couple's heading shoot up and look in their direction. She could feel he blush began to creep up her cheeks as sunk back against Sam.

"Sammy!" The woman who could only be Sarah shouted excitedly and ran to them with her arms outstretched as Sam pushed her through the door. Still timid as a deer, Andy took a hurried step away from him giving the woman a clear shot at him.

He caught her an "umf" and looked over the woman's shoulder giving Andy a questioning look. "Sarah, it's good to see you."

Sarah pulled back and put her hands on the sides of Sam's face turning it one way then the other searching his face for something. When she was satisfied, Sarah poked him in the belly. "You're getting scrawny little brother."

Sam's deep laughter rumbled up from his chest as he began to shake his head at his sister. "And you Sarah, just get more beautiful."

With that the woman spun around quickly her eyes running the length of Andy in a burning gaze that she thought only Sam could muster. She was being observed and measured. Andy only hoped she measured up because from the look on Sarah's face, Andy was really starting to believe that the stubborn, moody Sam Swarek that she knew really was the nicer of the Swarek siblings.

"And you," Sarah began a slow smile, "must be Andy?"

The blush still evident on her cheeks was deepening and Sam was enjoying her discomfort maybe a bit too much. "Yes, Sarah this suddenly speechless girl is my partner, Andy McNally. Andy," he motioned from her to his sister, "this is Sarah."

"Yes, yes Sam I believe she can figure that out!" Sarah said dismissively towards her brother. Instantly her arms were outstretched and Andy was engulfed in a tight embrace. "It's so good to finally meet you Andy. Sam never stops talking about you or the antics you two are up to!"

Andy's eyes shot over to Sam before who had the good sense to look embaressed before looking at Steven and reaching out to shake his hand and say hello.

"Where are my manners!" Sarah exclaimed clearly full of mirth. "Andy this is my husband Steven."

Andy again found herself looking at Sam this time with a clear confusion. Sarah not missing the look merely signed and shook her head. "Oh Sammy, always keeping this one in the dark will only get you into trouble. Andy, Steven and I are doing dance lessons because we're celebrating our tenth anniversary with a vowel renewal since we sort of originally eloped."

Sam snorted, but Sarah ignored him and continued. "My parents were so …...annoyed... seems an appropriate word and well Sammy, he was furious. So I made a deal with Sammy that if we made it the ten year mark we'd have a real wedding."

Any laughed as Sarah's smile grew. "So Sam," Andy quipped. "Being unhappy about needing dance lessons really is your own fault. It's such a shame you were blaming Sarah the whole way over. You've had ten years to pony up and learn to dance."

Sam met her grin with a glare that under normaly would have had her doing anything to not gain his attention. For some reason it made her grin all that much more, and Sarah couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her brother with a grin and dimples of her own. These two women were going to get along. They both found amusement in Sam's discomfort.

"Andy dear," Sarah said trying to not laugh, "how on earth do you propose to learn to waltz for my wedding in ballet flats?"

Andy looked down at her feet, then up at Sarah in a confused manner. "I, um, er... Sam just asked me tonight to help him with the dance lessons.."

Sarah shook her head as she glared at her bother in a what can we do with you kind of way that could only be mastered by a mother, or older sister. She took the bag that Steven handed her with a smile and blew him a kiss.

"Here Andy, these should fit. Size 9 right?" Sarah smiled when Andy nodded and confusion flooded her face. "Sam told me the size, I just got you a pair of shoes that would match the dress so that you could break them in."

"Break them in?" Andy stammed clearly missing something. And Sam was looking at Sarah like she had three heads.

"Oh yes, Sam absolutely hates my best friend, show it would be a punishment for him to stand up with someone he couldn't tolerate. I don't want the glare to ruin my pictures! So, you're going to be in my wedding too!"

Sarah was clearly very excited and Andy clearly wasn't getting out of this. And Sam, while Sam was clearly clueless and dumbfounded by his sister. Andy recovered quickly enough needing to break the awkard silence.

"Okay, sounds fun I guess?" She licked her lips and continued. "So I guess Traci told you my shoe size to help you out?"

Her eyes were on Sam's face as he looked quickly over to her his eyes widening a bit more. "Oh no silly, Sam already knew. He didn't miss a beat when I ask him."

There they were partners McNally and Swarek were having a staring match and both were clearly at a loss as to what to say to the other.