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On a side note, I am pouting and throwing temper tantrums over season 2. I am not a happy camper at all! There is no where near enough Sam and Andy for me and I swear if they put that girl in a wedding dress, I'm going to puke and then promptly stop watching the show... C'mon Sammy it's time to get a move on! Get your girl!

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"So," an amused voice broke into his sulking. "Your sister says this Andy keeps you on your toes."

Sam looked at his father and tried to slouch in the church pew. He shrugged his shoulders and tried to keep his poker face in place. "She's trouble," Sam lulled in a bored voice. "She gets herself into the dumbest situations humanly possible."

"Maybe she's just lucky."

Sam snorted at his father before allowing a small smirk to creep onto his face. He rubbed the back of his head before looking at his dad. "Ya know, for an Irish girl, she definitely doesn't have the luck of the Irish."

"Lucky enough to have a put that bounce in your step." His father noted seemingly amused.

Sam was momentarily shocked by what his father said but was saved by the church doors opening unceremoniously and the giggles that had ensued. Everyone turned to see Sarah and Andy clasping onto each other and giggling over something unknown to the rest of the group.

Sarah was still in the pale blue dress she had on the station, but this was the first time Sam had gotten to see Andy since she had vanished to the locker room to get ready under Sarah's impatient glare as she argued with Sam. His eyes were glued to her, taking in every ounce of her.

Her hair was only half up allowing her long chestnut locks to flow around her shoulders and down her back. Her make up was simple, highlighting her eyes and pink lips. And the dress was simply beautiful. It was strapless and the black chiffon was fitted to her torso before cinching at the waist before the flowey skirt fell to her knees. Simple strappy black heels adorned her feet, but shoes were the last things on Sam's mind.

She's trying to kill me. And by she, Sam wasn't sure if he meant Sarah or Andy, since clearly Sarah had picked this dress out, but Andy, well, Andy simply made it come alive. He had forgotten what he was about to say to his father and simply looking at her hungrily. Cold shower Sammy! Think cold shower, a very long, very cold shower.

Sam heard his father chuckle and looked over at him incredulously. When Andy and Sarah reached them Andy shyly head her arm to him. For a moment Sam was baffled at her gesture and then realized seemed to shock him as he cleared his throat. He reached out to rub her arm as if to reassure himself that she was okay and that nothing was swollen or bruised anymore.

"Doc says I'm all good," she stated shyly with a small smile. Sam smiled at her softly forgetting for a moment that they were surrounded by his family. Sam was broken from his thoughts of Andy's well being by his father clearing his and Sarah rolling her eyes before exclaiming that Sam had clearly forgotten his manners. Just as he was about scoff at her and shoot a warning glare to McNally who was clearly about to burst into hysterics, his mother came bustling over in a flurry of activity.

"Sarah!" her voice was a mixture of excitement and exasperation. "You're late! We need to get this show on the road." Her voice continued to rattle off directions about where everyone needed to be to begin when her eyes fell on the beautiful girl whom her son was staring at and her daughter was standing next to. "Oh! Well hello dear, you must be one of Sarah's friends?"

Andy's eyes widened a bit, she was clearly embarrassed, though she wasn't really all that sure why. "Erm, I'm um-"

"Ma," Sam cut in smoothly. "This is Andy McNally, my partner. You know the one Sarah has kidnapped into her shenanigans?"

Rachel Swarek looked from her son to her daughter, to her husband, and finally back to the fidgeting girl that had just been introduced as her son's partner, the one and only Bambi who'd ruined eight months of undercover work that had not only brought her son home safely, but that had also made him more determined than he'd ever been to go back to that life away from the family. But he hadn't committed yet, and she knew it'd been offered. Something was making him stay and Rachel Swarek thought that the answer was standing right in front of her and she could only pray her son wasn't too dense to see it.

She smiled brightly at the nervous girl and swatted the hand she had extended for a shake away and pulled her into a hug. "Thank you for arresting my son!"

Laughter was contagious after that and while Sam and Andy were slightly embarrassed, Rachel didn't miss the way her son's eyes lit up when he looked at Andy or his natural inclination to move when she moved and vice versa. Introductions and were made all the way around and then Rachel rushed handed Andy her little bouquet of flowers and urged to go to the back of the church so the rehearsal could begin. Stopping to whisper in her husband's ear, "I think our Sammy's met the one Jacob."

Standing in the back of the church with Sarah and Jacob Swarek and Sarah's three adorable children, Andy couldn't help but feel a bit tense. Sarah's two daughters, Avery and Kennedy were clamoring to Andy about the pretty dresses that they were going to wear tomorrow and how Uncle Sammy had promised to dance with them at the party, but not until he'd gotten to dance with Andy first.

Andy felt content with these people, almost like she belonged with them. She had never felt like that with any other family of any of her other boyfriends. Hell, she hadn't even met Luke's family and she didn't even know much about them. A slight tug at her dress caught her attention and Andy looked down to see Sarah's youngest child, four year old Patrick look up at her with a terrified face.

She kneeled down in front of him and looked him in the eye, "What's wrong Buddy?"

His lip jutted out and his brow furrowed. Andy had to bite her lip in an attempt to not laugh. In this moment, she thought that Patrick must look exactly how Sam did as a child.

"I'm scared."

"Why Buddy?"

"People will watch me. I might do something wrong."

Andy smiled at the little boy whose hair was a sandy brown like his father's and looked up the aisle of the church to Sam and then back at Patrick and smiled. "Look at Uncle Sam up there with Daddy. Keep your eyes on him and walk right up to him."

Patrick looked nervously towards his uncle then bad at Andy. He still didn't know how that was going to help.

"Can I tell you a secret Patrick?" Andy continued in a low voice once he nodded at her. "When I get scared, no matter how silly it is, I look for your Uncle Sam. I'm never scared when he's close so when something bothers me, I try to look for him and walk towards him because I know he will keep me safe."

Patrick nodded at her with a small smile. "Can you do that Buddy? Focus on Uncle Sam?" Andy was rewarded with another dimpled smile and she ushered him on his way down the aisle.

Sarah had chosen to keep the wedding simple. The bridal party consisted of Sarah and Steven's three children, Sam and Andy, and Steven's brother and sister in law. Before Andy was really ready she was walking down the aisle. The sudden panic rose up in her throat. Andy hadn't ever really been one for commitments because she'd always gotten burned, but this wasn't her getting married, she was merely playing a supporting role. Just as the panic was going to overwhelm her, she found Sam's eyes and breathed in a deep breath.

Continuing to keep her eyes locked on Sam's until she reached the end of the aisle and was forced to break eye contact with him as she took her place. Throughout the rehearsal Sam and Andy continued to hold each other's gaze and smiled occasionally at each other depending on what the reverend said to Sarah and Steven.

When the rehearsal was over, Sam and Andy linked arms and head down the aisle. Both felt the electricity of the other's skin on their's and smiled. They had an air of excitement about them as they left for the restaurant with the rest of his family. Both were consumed with thoughts of how to possibly spend some alone time with each other tonight. Maybe, just maybe, they would get a slight taste of each other like they did on the night of the black out.