Buddy, you've got your facts all wrong," Sam stated with extra emphasis on all.
Luke would have laughed if he wasn't so angry. "Really, Sammy, I do? I guess that's why she took your breath away in that dress today right?"
Sam looked at him in disbelief. How the hell could he have known what he though about Andy and the dress Sarah had picked out for her? He watched as Luke turned to storm out and bumped Andy's shoulder slightly as if he hadn't seen her standing there.
Their eyes met and he could see that she was shaken up. As he took a step towards her she struggled to swallow and then spun on her heals and high tailed it out of the Penny.
"Oh Sam," Sarah said quietly as she reached to place a hand on his forearm and shoulder as if to steady him. "This is all my fault."
Sam stopped his movement in mid step and turned toward his sister with an expression that held a heavy dose of worry coupled with confusion. He was a man torn and it was only serving to increase his blood pressure. He let his eyes sweep over the faces of his friends, and each of them bore a similar expression of discomfort. Sam's eyes shot to the empty doorway where Andy had just been and back at his sister again clearly waiting for her to explain.
Sam watched as sister fished a phone out of her purse. He failed to see how anything that had just happened was her fault. No one could have predicted that Luke would have reacted so badly to his sister asking Andy to be in her wedding to make things easier on Sam. He begrudingly admitted to himself that perhaps he had inadvertantly given Sarah the wrong idea about him and Andy by talking about her so much. But he was smitten, and he knew it, but he wished Sarah of all people hadn't picked up on because she was definitely much more stubborn and persistent then he ever could be.
Sam pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled trying to calm himself. "Sarah, I don't think that this can wait. I need to go," he finished lamely.
She handed him the cell phone a bit sheepishly and she could see the flicker of recognition on his face and then the question filled his eyes. "My battery died and," Sarah began weakly, "I just wanted to text Andy and let her know that I enjoyed our shopping excursion today."
Sam continued to look at her as though she needed to spell it out. His friends were flicking their eyes between Sam, his sister, Sam's phone, and themselves. Since when did Sam's sister go shopping with his rookie? And shopping for what that would have golden boy all riled up at Sam?
Oliver shrugged looking at Noelle and Jerry. "Somebody has some explaining to do here," he looked back at Sam and Sarah in conversation, "but I don't think we can interrogate him now. He looks like he wants to be anywhere but here right now."
"Sam, I don't think he read her message right," Sarah's voice was getting desperate. She was worried about Andy and hadn't truly meant to cause any problems. She just wanted Andy to see what she saw when Sam looked at his rookie. "If he did read it all, he certainly didn't believe that I sent it. I am so sorry."
Sam took his phone from his sister and flipped it open to the last sent message in his box. Sure enough, it was to Andy . Sam's eyes scanned the text and he let out a sigh and looked up at his sister.
"I gotta go," he said flatly, sending his friends a look that said he'd explain later.
"Sam!" Sarah called out to him, nearly desperate.
"Sarah, I have to go," he came back to her giving her a quick kiss on the forehead. "I need to make sure she's okay."
Sarah leaned back to look up at him but he was already gone. With a quick look over her shoulder and nodding at her husband she nearly ran out of the Penny on Sam's heels.
"You've got to be kidding me Andy!" He seriously couldn't believe she had honestly followed him out of the Penny to try and tell him that there was nothing going with Sam.
"I'm not lying to you Luke," her voice was earnest and face did look pained. Andy kept her distance from him not wanting to invade his personal space too much. She knew that he needed time to think without being over crowded, and truthfully, if she was being truthful with herself, she need the physical barrier that the space provided. Sam was deep under her skin, and right now, it wasn't about that. This conversation was about the fact that she didn't lie to Luke about cheating on him. She'd been faithful, physically at least, emotionally, that was another story.
"Andy," he lowered his voice a bit. "Look, the first time, I believed you. Swarek isn't Mr. Reliable, and you, you're gorgeous! I mean c'mon, I was kinda surprised it took so long for him to make a move on you. But you didn't tell me about then! I had to find that stupid jar in your freezer, I mean what was that?"
Andy looked up at him eyes widened in surprise. She didn't have a great defense to what he was saying. Nothing more than a frenzied make out session had happened that night, she had stopped before they could cross the line too far. It had taken Sam and Andy weeks to even get back onto speaking terms and that only really happened because she'd screwed up and gotten herself hurt on the way back from Sudbury.
He took her being speechless as guilt and went into full on interrogation mode. "So where were you all day Andy?"
"Luke," she took a breath and met his eyes. "I told you that I went dress shopping today and I did."
He scoffed at her and began to fail his hands angrily. "You have got to be kidding me? Do you think I'm stupid!"
He was damn near shouting right now and Andy was beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable. People passing by where staring far too much for her own liking and just across the parking lot, all of their friends and people they worked with at the department where enjoying a night out after a long day.
"Well that's where I was, and no I wasn't with Traci. I shouldn't have lied about that." Andy could feel her face getting hot she begin to defend herself. "You're right," she cut him off before he could say anything, "I lied about being with Traci today, but I didn't lie about where I was. I thought it would be harmless, that you'd find out and laugh about it later, it really is a funny story."
Her rambling was only irritating him more. She had the audacity to think that he would think her trying on dresses for Sam Swarek and getting his opinion on how she looked would be funny? This might be hysterical. Andy was mildly shocked by his laughter that she didn't catch the malicious gleam in his eyes as he stepped towards her and handled her roughly as he pulled her close to him.
To say that she was startled would have been an understatement, but she let herself get pulled into his body anyway. His hands begin to roam over her skin and cross the line of what was approrpritate for a public display of affection. This couldn't even be considered that at this point, instead of exciting her, he was making her feel disgusting and trashy. His hands on her body in that manner in this moment was making her skin crawl.
"Luke," he voice low and pained. "Stop."
As she struggled against him his movements became more bold, more inappropriate for the situation. It only served to intensify the feelings of repulsion that were running through her. She desperately needed to get away from him. She needed these feelings to abate. She needed to think straight and get control of her emotions and this situation. She needed Sam.
Luke's hands were still roughly moving across her body and he was pushing her back towards a car. "What's the matte Andy," his bitter voice asked her, "Isn't this what he likes? Rough and Dirty? Is this how Swarek likes it?"
"Buddy," the new voice nearly growled. "You have no clue how I like it."
Luke pushed Andy away from him roughly and spun to see a very pissed off Sam glaring at him from a mere ten feet away. He was trying to remain focused, but all he could do was see red. This guy seriously didn't know when to stay away. He always popped up, always seemed to interfere between him and Andy.
"Really Sammy?" he sneered at him. "I've seen how you live undercover, the dirtier the better right? You're so successful at it because that's what you are, that's what you like isn't Sammy?"
Sam could feel his anger intensify tenfold. To insult Andy like that was just disgusting. She hadn't done anything wrong beside not tell her ever absentee boyfriend that she was going to be in his sister's wedding and was helping Sam with dance lessons. How had they gotten from his innocent request of a week ago to this point here?
He knew that Luke was trying to bait him, but he wouldn't give him the satisfaction. "It seems you have a whole lot of problems with me tonight, Callaghan." He paused to meet Andy's eyes over Luke's shoulder and saw the fear mixed with relief there. Sam wouldn't show it, but his heart rate had been beating insanely when he saw Luke pinning her against the car. He had nearly snapped and went after him.
Luke tilted his head at Sam and laughed. "Oh you have no idea just how many Sammy."
"Yea, about that Callaghan," he said in a bored voice while motioning with his head for Andy to come to him. "Why don't we take this conversation somewhere a little less public and while we're at it leave Andy out of it."
"Like hell!" Luke spat and felt his rage consume him again as he noticed Andy slowly making way towards Sam. "She stays. If she wasn't so busy trying to climb her way up from the bottom of the rookie pool by screwing her TO we wouldn't even have to acknowledge each other's existence now would we."
Sam's eyes widened. He was seriously pissed off now. How dare he? "I told you before Callaghan, you've got your facts all wrong."
"Like hell I do Sammy boy," Luke's voice was increasing in volume again. "I can see it now. She let you get to her. I got duped. She's nothing but a who- "
Luke didn't even get to finish that sentence much to Sam's disappointment. Andy had sucker punched him with a mind blowing right hook to the jaw. Luke hit the ground with a slightly thud. She had knocked him out cold.
Sam looked over at Andy in a new light of appreciation. His smirk and the compliment for one amazing punch died on his lips as he saw her begin to hop up and down holding her hand between her legs clearly in pain.
He reached for her hand seeing her knuckles cut open and bleeding and couldn't miss the nasty bruise that had already started covering her fingers and back of her hand.
"I'll tell you that was amazing," he smiled at her quietly, "but amazing would be if you did all of that and then didn't break your hand."
She looked up at him clearly shocked at first, and then started laughing. The parking lot was in a roar of chaos. Clearly this little show had plenty of spectators. One of the other detectives passed by Andy patting her shoulder saying, "He really deserved that," before continuing on to make sure Luke was ok.
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"C'mon Sam," Oliver called out with some humor in his voice. "I'll take you guys to the ER."
Andy's head shot up, "I don't need to go," she turned to Sam pleading with him. "Sam please don't make me go, it's just some cuts."
He smirked at her, "Oh you're going McNally."
She looked nearly desperate as her eyes looked around for an ally. If there was one thing that Andy McNally knew, it was the look on Sam Swarek's face. He meant what he said as an order, and he only said it nicely so he wouldn't sound like a jerk. Her eyes found Sarah and she almost smiled.
"Sarah," she called out. "Would you come tell Sam that I don't need to go to the hospital?PLEASE!"
Andy saw Sarah smile and thought she had Sam beat. Sarah looked at her hand sensing Sam's ire increasing as he thought she would try to override him. Noting how bad her hand actually looked she just smiled at Andy and couldn't help but tease her. "Now what makes you think I can save you from Sam when his mind is made up?" She turned and smiled at her brother then looked back to Andy. "Besides, its infuriating, but he does tend to be right a lot when it comes to you."
"Sarah-"
"C'mon McNally," he teased pushing her along. "Let's get a move on. If your hand turns out to be broken, I swear to God you will be doing every TO's paperwork until you celebrate 10 years on the force." He silenced her with a look, "And you should know just how much paperwork rookies cause!"
Sam hearded her towards Oliver's car and opened her door for her. She was still protesting his decision to force her to go to the ER when he leaned in and said "For me? Please can you go just for me and put my mind at ease?"
She nodded silently at him and slid into Oliver's front seat as he shut the door behind her. Damn, her hand really was starting to throb.