He did it again… Oliver even took over the McSwarek chapter. This is the last one; I hope you enjoy it. Ending's a little hokey, but it worked for me.

Hint: A quick re-read of chapter 4 may be in order.

Thanks: To SairsJ for making sure I have my i's dotted and my t's crossed. And mamaverd for letting me test out my ideas on her.

And He Never Saw it Coming

Andy's laugh was cut short when the door to the Penny swung open and startled her. Oliver looked just as surprised to see them before a smile broke out on his face and he leaned back into the bar yelling, "Yeah, yeah, keep your pants on; they're right here."

Andy's laugh bubbled up again and Sam couldn't help but chuckle along with her. Oliver furrowed his brow as he looked between the two of them. "What's so funny?"

Sam just shook his head as he guided Andy through the door; he looked back at his friend. "You don't want to know, buddy. Trust me."

Oliver frowned; he didn't like being out of the loop but he also knew he wouldn't get anything more out of Sam. "What took you so long then?" he asked, hustling in behind the pair. "We were beginning to think that McNally talked you into ditching us."

Andy turned around and pointed her finger at Oliver as she walked backwards. "It would serve you right, hijacking me like that."

Oliver threw his hands in the air. "Hey, don't blame me; that scheme had rookie written all over it."

"Oh, and what would you have done?" Andy challenged.

"Well, with all my years of experience…" He bragged, stopping abruptly when Andy started rolling her eyes.

He waited patiently 'til she finally shook her head and fought back the grin trying to make its way onto her face. "Please…" she encouraged waving at him to go on.

"As I was saying," he continued, "if my many years of experience have taught me one thing, it's…"

Oliver paused dramatically, "... if you want to pull a fast one on Sam..."

Andy raised her eyebrows in anticipation.

Oliver winked at her, "…DON'T!"

Sam rewarded Oliver with an over the shoulder smirk.

"So you had no idea then…" Andy doubted.

"Um…."

"Yeah, that's what I thought," she huffed.

Sam used the hand that was guiding Andy to spin her towards him again. He planned to lead her straight to the bar so he slid his fingers around to their favorite spot at the small of her back. He would generally smile if he met flesh, but this time it was not at all what he was expecting.

He pushed Oliver's hand away and tugged Andy a little closer

Oliver chuckled. "Easy, Brother, I was just going to show the lady to the table."

Sam's arm relaxed a bit but he didn't relinquish his hold on her. "You'll forgive me if I don't exactly trust any of you right now," he replied.

Oliver flashed his palms in surrender. "Hey, I'm innocent."

"Innocent? Ha! More like an accessory," Sam countered.

Oliver chuckled as he motioned over to the table. "I'll just be over here, Officer; I won't cause you any more trouble. I can give you my statement whenever you're ready."

Sam rolled his eyes before turning back to Andy who was resting her arms against the bar. Liam was busy helping another customer so Sam sidled up beside her to wait. He watched her take a furtive glance back to the table and followed her eyes to find Oliver already engrossed in conversation.

Andy leaned in further against him. "You know, we don't have to stay." She tipped her head to the door and grinned. "I bet we could make it."

Sam smirked and looked at the door to judge the distance. He was just about to agree when his eyes roamed back towards the table and found Oliver staring right at him. "Don't even think about it ," Oliver warned.

Sam shook his head while Andy sighed in disappointment. He bent down next to her ear. "One drink and then we're out of here," he promised.

Andy smiled in response and it lit up the entire room, and something in Sam. He couldn't take his eyes off her; three weeks had been way too long without seeing her whenever he wanted.

The look in his eyes stirred something in her too and they were caught in each other's gaze until they heard someone clearing their throat nearby. They turned to see Liam smirking in front of them and had no idea how long he had been there. Sam didn't have to look at Andy to know she was blushing; he felt her turn into him obviously trying to hide her embarrassment.

"Give the lady anything she wants," Sam instructed before he turned back to Andy. But he didn't realize how close she was until he found himself within inches of her face. His smile shifted into something deeper and they could both feel the pull. Andy leaned in a little closer and Sam found himself mirroring her actions.

Liam shifted uncomfortably beside them and they both froze as they remembered exactly where they were. Andy could see Sam's mind working, debating, resisting what she knew he wanted to do. But it wasn't just their friends here, and she knew tongues would be wagging about them no matter what. She gave him a soft smile, letting him know it was up to him. It was almost his undoing, her absolute willingness to give up the control to him.

Liam leaned over. "It's not like it's going to make a difference. They're all looking anyway."

Sam shifted away to glance around the room and sure enough, the only table that wasn't fully focused on them was their own. He put his hand on the small of Andy's back and pulled her back in close. He leaned in like he was going to kiss her but at the last second his head shifted to the side so he could whisper in her ear. "I'm not really the PDA type, McNally."

"It's fine, Sam," Andy agreed easily before quirking an eyebrow and lowering her voice to barely a whisper. "You can give me the Private Display later."

Sam's dimples came out in full force as he leaned back into his own space, but of course Shaw had to have witnessed the entire exchange. "What? That's it? I thought you said you missed her, man."

Oliver definitely couldn't miss the glare Sam sent his way, but that didn't stop him. "McNally, why the hell would you go back for that?"

Andy's mouth dropped open in surprise, but it didn't take long for her to close it and a look of pure mischief to light up her face. She picked up her drink and led Sam over to the table. As she walked by Oliver to get to the empty seat between him and Traci she leaned over his shoulder. "If I showed you what I went back for, you'd probably have to arrest me."

Oliver scrunched up his face. "I did not need to know that."

Andy and Traci giggled. "You asked for it."

"No I did not…"

The girls started to protest before he held up his hand. "No, I didn't," he repeated. "This is how it works. I say stuff like that and Sammy there glares at me and grumbles out one or two words claiming he has no idea what I'm talking about." He waved his hands over to Sam who was standing there grinning like a fool. He wasn't exactly sure what Andy had said, but he could make a pretty good guess the way Oliver was squirming.

Oliver blinked a few times as he jerked his head back, "well that's a new one."

"That's the grin of a contented man," Traci noted. She turned to Andy, "you sure you guys didn't spend a little happy time in interrogation today."

Andy grabbed her glass and took a quick drink hoping to conceal the blush she knew was coming.

"You did!" Traci accused.

"File Room," Andy mumbled.

"What?"

"I said file room," Andy clarified before turning to Oliver with a smirk. "Did you know those file boxes are surprisingly strong?"

Oliver stood up abruptly causing all conversations at the table to stop. "I can't sit here anymore."

Traci snickered. "Welcome to the wonderful world of women Oliver."

All of the color drained from his face as he thought about how Izzie had just talked to him the other day about wanting to date. "I can't even…" He shook his head trying to rid it of all the errant images.

"What?" Andy asked, her brown eyes widening innocently.

"Uh-uh, no way; you can stop the innocent act, missy. I know better."

"Oliver, I have no idea…"

He waved his hand in front of his body. "Hello, father of three girls here."

The two women chuckled as did the rest of the table. They all knew what happened when Traci and Andy got together. Jerry had heard her and Traci on more than one occasion when driving them home from a girls' night. The rookies, well let's just say they spent way too much time together in the academy.

"Keep your woman under control, Swarek."

It was on the tip of Sam's tongue. I like her out of control.

Oliver looked at Sam and he could see it in his eyes. "Oh my God." He turned to Andy, "what have you done to my friend?"

Andy giggled impishly. "I thought you said you didn't want to know."

The whole table burst out laughing again as Oliver pushed away from his chair. "I'm going to need another drink if I have to put up with the dynamic duo here."

"Better make it two, Ollie," Jerry advised, "it helps to get a little buzz going when dealing with this pair."

Sam dared a glance over at Dov whose eyes had widened marginally when the memory hit him too.

"You!" Oliver yelled out.

Both Sam and Dov bolted up in their seats. Oliver furrowed his brow at the unexpected reaction, "what the…" He shook his head.

"You!" He pointed directly at Sam. "Sit between those two," he ordered, waving his finger between Traci and Andy before leaning against the bar and placing his order.

"No problem." Sam grinned tapping Dov on the shoulder on his way by. "I got your back, buddy," Sam assured, "you got a friend in me."

Oliver's eyes narrowed. Why would he… why does that sound familiar?

Dov perked up immediately. "Oh, that reminds me. Sue wants to go see Toy Story 3; anyone else up for it? Oliver? You up for it?"

Oliver didn't turn around but everyone could see his whole body tense up.

Jerry's mouth dropped open in shock; he knew the story, but would Sam… and how would Epstein…

Sam didn't even sit down; he just reached over and grabbed Andy's hand, tugging her up. "We should go."

"But I haven't even…"

"Trust me; it's better if we leave now."

"Oh-kay. I'll see you guys…" She didn't even get a chance to finish her sentence before Sam had her halfway to the door.

She shrugged her shoulders as she looked back to the table. Everyone else seemed to be just as stunned as she was with the exception of Dov, who for some unknown reason to her looked almost smug.

As soon as Dov opened his mouth, Sam picked up his pace and jogged the last few steps to the door.

"You know the story don't you Oliver? Buzz? Woody? That little wiener dog? You finding it hard to remember?"

The door hadn't quite swung closed behind them when Oliver's voice boomed out above all the noise from the bar. "Sam-my!"

Sam's laugh echoed out into the night and he was still chuckling when they approached the truck. Andy was happy to leave with him but she had no idea what the hurry was. Sam hadn't let go of her hand so she tugged on his arm and slowed her gait to get him to stop. "Not that I'm complaining, but what just happened there?"

"What do you mean?" Sam asked in faux innocence. "I seem to remember someone wanting to sneak out right after we got in the door."

Andy quirked an eyebrow and dropped her chin; she was not going to let him put this on her. "Why is Oliver so upset?"

Sam's dimples burrowed into his cheeks and his eyes lit in mischief. Andy couldn't help but smile back; she loved seeing the fun, carefree side of Sam.

And apparently he appreciated a happy, smiling Andy because he immediately pulled her in close and placed a soft kiss on her lips. "Three weeks, McNally. You sure you want to be talking about Shaw right now."

Andy's eyes sparkled and her lips ghosted across Sam's as she spoke. "I know exactly what I want."

Sam hummed his agreement before he closed the distance between them and gave her more of the contact they both craved.

He kept it slow and tender and pulled away only when he felt his control slipping. He couldn't help but smile as Andy's moan turned into a sigh of disappointment. And that was the sight that greeted her when she opened her eyes. "Let me take you home," he whispered.

Andy could only nod and he led her quickly around the truck. As soon as she was settled, he jogged over and jumped into the driver's side, shooting Andy a quick wink before putting the key in the ignition and starting it up.

He placed his arm on her seat, and looked over his shoulder as he backed out of the spot. Turning to the front, he met her eyes again and she offered him a soft smile. In that moment, he couldn't remember ever being that happy, that content, and for the first time in a long time, he wanted more.

They were too wrapped in their little cocoon to see Epstein bolt out of the Penny with Oliver hot on his heels, but the sentiment rang out clear behind them.

"To infinity and beyond!"