I own nothing from the tv show. I hope you guys are ok and I hope you will like what you will read. I did my best to make it sound dreamy, but I believe I succeeded only partially. I let you say the last word.
I still don't know if this is gonna be the last chapter I write since I believe that when a story becomes too long it becomes boring too.
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It was around 10 o'clock when they heard a thunder breaking the silence over the lake. They were outside in the patio eating the dinner that Sam had cooked.
"where did you learn cooking?" it was really delicious the plate of meat in front of her.
"I've worked in a restaurant during the first summer after the academy. I wasn't cooking, actually I was a waiter, but the chef was a friend of mine."
"Do I know the place?" she said while chewing and tasting.
"I don't think so. The name was 'THE HIT'. It closed some years ago."
"never heard."
"rain is coming, faster than the last time. We have half an hour before it starts falling"
"you know this place very well.."
"I come here frequently. I've spent every summer here with my father after my mom left. Today is almost empty, but once it was full of families. Many children I made friendship with."
"friendship?" she laughed and eyed at him, knowing what he implied.
"Sam, I wasn't popular among boys because I was a boy too. I started to dress up like a girl when I went to the high school and I couldn't hide anymore that my body was changing".
He stayed silent and then left a confession on the table.
"I used to punch when I was at the high school and I've never been got. Not even once. Actually, the colour of my eyes said it all aloud, but no one ever asked me what happened".
"why you did that?" she was genuinely curious.
"I couldn't stand the world around me. I was always mad with everyone." she looked down and picked up the last bean on his plate.
"Mad about what?"
He stayed silent and the rain stated to fall over the roof making a plastic regular sound.
"time's up!" he said, standing up and starting to clean the table. She followed him, knowing how well he avoided the answer and knowing what would have happened in seconds. She barely had the time to close all the windows and the shash windows when the rain turned into a storm. She got out of the cabin, and she covered the boat. When she went back inside, Sam had already cleaned up the stoves and the kitchen.
They stared at each other, without knowing what to do.
"I 've seen a chessboard upstairs, why don't we play?"
It was good idea since they had no tv, so there was no chance for a movie.
"Ok" she barely remembered the rules, but she accepted anyway.

"McNally… what you doing? That's the worst move ever."
"ok, fine I confess it, I don't remember the rules!" he laughed and moved all the elements on the chess casually.
"what's that for?" she was giggling and trying to stop him by holding his hands when suddenly the rain started to hit even harder and the lights went off.
"oh, no. the power generator is gone." She stood up looking for her phone to have some light.
"wait, I'm gonna take mine too, good idea"
"I must have a second generator somewhere but it's in the depandance, which is outside of course". "well, then we will wait. There's not much we can do."
He smiled at her, but that moment wasn't awkward.
"wait, I have a couple of candles in the bath, we can use them".
"ok, fine but we need to look over them or this place will be on fine in a minute!" he wasn't wrong "We'll keep them until we stay up and then we switch them off." He nodded and sat down at the table. She took a couple of matches and she scratched them against the little box containing them to ignite the fire. He held the candle to help until the rope took fire.
"well, McNally, I must say this is not a first" she turned around to look at him in the eyes. She stayed in silence and kept staring.
"Last time was pretty romantic, wasn't it?"
"yes it was. Sam, I'm sorry for that night. You've been nice with me and I've been a jerk."
"I wish we could do that again. It looks like nature is giving us a second chance, isn't it?" he didn't make a move. He wasn't sure she wanted the same.
She turned around and took a glass of water. She put it down in one sip and turned to face him.
The weak light colouring his face was enough to reveal how much he wanted her back, emotionally and physically. But again, she was afraid to ruin the nice weekend they were spending together.

The rain became a silent intruder between them and she proposed to open some window. It was dark outside, but at least they could walk in the cabin without falling down on the stairs or against some furniture.
They were in the main bedroom and he was helping her opening an old window when they stopped and observed the rain gently hitting the surface of the lake.
The smell of the rasin filled their nose in a mixture of wood and flower scent.
"Andy, I'm sorry about what I said before.. I didn't want to… I'm such an idiot."
"Don't worry, it's ok." She said quietly, but there was more.
"Sam, I am afraid to run too fast and lose you again, that's why I haven't said anything".
She turned to him and he grabbed her little face between his hands, gently stroking her cheek with his fingers.
"I will never leave you again Andy, I promise you. Andy, leaving you has been the biggest mistake I have ever made and I won't do it again. What for? Dying in pain? You have me, you always had, even when I wasn't with you."
"Sam...what happened with Marlo?" he hesitated. He knew she needed to know.
"She kicked me out of her place after I called your name while I was sleeping. It happened the day Tom showed up."
"Ouch" that must have hurt her.
"That's it?"
"Yes. Andy, I was staying with her because she works like me. She doesn't make me pressure, it's not complicate because I could avoid her if I wanted to. I can't do that with you. You make me face the truth. You make me grow up, you know what's good for me, even when it hurts. She is not capable of this. You got that the biggest enemy I have is myself. And if I want you I gotta kill the devil before the sun goes down. And I will because I know that if I don't, I'll lose you. I can't let this happen."
He kissed her forehead and cuddled her among his arms, her head leaning on his chest. She could hear his heart beating faster and faster until that rhythm became hers. It wasn't an urgency, it was a profound need, a pray.
She raised her head to face him and kiss him. Their lips barely touched, with some hesitation, then softly and gently, tasting the slow and the kindness of the moment until she raised the chin to make the kiss more passionate.
She lifted on her tiptoes and he closed his hug on her waist, stroking her back up to her neck and pulling her closer. They departed only to take a breath, patting a bit.
"Andy we don't need to if you're not sure of this. You choose."
" Promise to love me, Sam, not to abandon me."
"Never again, I promise." He said in a whisper.
He lifted her on the table between the lamp and the window and then kissed her back again and again. They were moving like a perfect couple of tango dancers following the rhythm of the music.
He traced a path of kisses from her lips to her neck, down her throat and then kissed her back while unbuttoning her shirt. She run her hands over his arms and shoulders to find the perfect body she remembered he had. Then he I took her trousers down, where every touch on her skin was followed by a kiss. The sequence was proving her nerves sensibly as she observed him moving on her body.
She reached for his shirt and unbuttoned it, kissing his chest and placing her hands on it with slight touch to ignite his skin reaction. Then she run them over his back up to the top, pushing her body on his. "Andy.." he said with a dry mouth as she reached the zip of the jeans and pulled down his jeans. The sight of him ready for more made her eager of that man.
They kissed back and this time it was a kiss of need, of desperate love. She lifted again and she felt his burning skin warming her up inside. His immense passion for her was clear and she closed him among her legs, moving her hips like in a slow dance, staring at him in the eyes and kissing the top of his shoulders. He moaned softly, repressing that sound and she smiled against his skin.
Then, when he could not take it anymore, he lifted her and leaned her on the bed, removing the last piece of clothes she was still wearing. He kissed her at the angle of her pelvis and she reacted with an instinctive reflex.
"Let it go, baby don't keep it inside".
She went back to kiss her and traced some soft kiss on her breasts to tease her even more, letting her comb his hair with the fingers.
He then kissed her again and while they were doing it, she lifted his underwear gently, to encourage him to take them off. He obeyed without complaining.
"Andy, I don't want to be rude, but I must ask you if you take anything."
"look in my bag, left side. Nash filled it with condoms. She said that they could be the key to have some extra fun" he laughed hard.
"she's right, but I'm glad you don't have this attitude, McNally."
He was unpacking the little compact box while she grabbed him gently and pulled him toward her. She did it a couple of times, enjoying Sam's eyes widening, shining and then him leaning his head on Andy's shoulder in pleasure. "Thought you weren't a fan of that attitude."
He felt like they were making love for the first time. She could so to him whatever she wanted. He was hers, all hers. He departed his lips "Andy, please I beg you to stop, please" Those words revealed all the effort he was making and then swallowed in pain.
He smiled 32 teeth, eyes closed. Then swallowed in pain.
"stop it, I'm saying that for you".
"or what?" she did it once again, slowing it down even more. He moaned hard from his chest this time. She took the little plastic bag from his fingers and rolled it over.
He observed her, the pride for that woman burning in his veins. He hoped he was the only one she had ever done something like this: the thought of another man doing it would have driven him crazy.
He leaned down on her and watched her while he slightly departed her legs, almost asking permission, and stroked her with the tip of the fingers.
"Oh, Sam!" she swallowed hard before pressing her against him, searching for more and he obeyed at that request. He filled her, but refused to move at first, just kissing her lips, her cheeks, her nose and her closed eyes.
"Sam ,please!" she was begging and he was struggling not to move, to delay their pleasure. Finally, he started to move slowly, at a regular pace.
They were drowning in each other eyes, their breath faster, kissing sometimes. She grabbed his head and pressed her lips over his, he responded with a deep kiss, full of passion and love. Damn it, it was good, so good.
"Baby.." he tried to say something but they increased their rhythm until she cried out and he followed, collapsing on her, calling her name.
They lied over there without moving, their body exhausted, before turning one to the other. "Hi" she said in a husky, thirsty voice. "Hi" he replied, happy and physically tired, flying over the moon.
Outside, the rain had finally stopped falling.