Disclaimer: Don't own Rookie Blue.

A.N. This story is starting to wrap up - I think there are going to be two more chapters and an epilogue.

Enjoy!

When Sam entered the room, he realized right away that something was wrong. He made his way over to the bed and touched Tommy's shoulder. Tommy looked at him and mouthed "you left".

Remorse flooded Sam. When he left the room, he had not known what to expect but he thought it was a ploy to lure him out to kill Andy. He should have just asked the nurse to have the person call him. Andy was still shaken by yesterday's events and he should not have left her alone. "Andy" he said softly.

Andy pulled away from her father, tears still streaming down her cheeks. As soon as she relaxed her grip, Tommy stood up and let Sam slide into his place.

Sam pulled Andy into his arms. "I'm so sorry sweetheart" he whispered. He kept whispering this as he rubbed her back gently.

It took a few minutes but Andy eventually calmed down enough to stop crying. Sam turned to Tommy to thank him and saw Tommy had his jacket on. "You're leaving?" he asked.

Tommy glanced at his daughter and future son-in-law. "After yesterday and today, I think I'd better go to that meeting tonight." He went to the other side of the bed and kissed Andy's forehead.

Tommy was pulling away when Andy grabbed his hand. "Dad, call my – no, call Sam's cell when you get home, please."

Tommy chuckled. "Always worried about everyone else. Will do, kiddo, will do." He left the room.

After he left, Sam turned to Andy. "You're fighting sleep."

Andy groaned. "I feel like all I've been doing is sleeping."

"Andy, please."

Andy sighed and patted the bed. "Only if you come here."

Sam grinned and gently slid his arm under Andy. She curled into him and he used the controls to lower the bed. They sat in silence for a few minutes and he thought she had fallen asleep.

"Sam?"

Obviously he thought wrong. "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry."

Sam sighed. "Andy. It's not your fault. I shouldn't have left."

He was about to say more when there was another knock on the door. Before they could say "come in" the door started to open.

Sam grabbed his gun and positioned himself so that he was totally shielding Andy.

"Relax Sam." Frank Best and Noelle Williams walked into the room.

Sam switched the safety back on the gun and slipped out of the bed.

Frank walked over to Andy. "How are you feeling?"

Andy looked up at him sleepily. "Tired." She yawned.

Sam smirked. "That's what happens when you fight sleep."

Frank and Noelle exchanged smiles as they watched Sam and Andy banter with each other. Sam had been through a lot in his life and he deserved happiness. He seemed to find it within Andy.

Frank cleared his throat. "We won't keep you long. I just came to get the gun. There is only one person of interest, all of Readago's other correspondents are sitting in jail cells and there was no mention of Andy or Tommy in their letters."

As Sam handed over the gun, Noelle moved closer to Andy. "Readago smashed your cell phone but the technical department managed to get most of your contacts and other information off of it. Here is a new cell phone with everything they stripped from your old one."

Andy took the cell phone. "Seventy missed calls?" If she had to guess, most of them were probably from Dov and Traci (since Sam was with her).

Sam moved to her and plucked the phone out of her hands. "Later. Right now you need to sleep."

He walked Frank and Noelle to the door. Frank told him to get Andy's statement in the morning.

Sam nodded. He knew that if Traci came in the morning, Andy was probably going to want some alone time with Traci. As long as he got her statement before then, he could swing by the station with her statement then. At least he knew pretty much what happened thanks to her revelation earlier in the day when he hadn't wanted to propose to her in a hospital bed.

When the door closed behind Frank and Noelle, Sam looked at Andy. "Sweetheart, I'm not going anywhere, I promise. I know that you are fighting sleep. Your body needs to heal so you need to sleep." He climbed back into the bed and pulled her close, careful of her wounds, and kissed her forehead. He touched her back and began lazily drawing patterns, knowing this would help her sleep.

Within minutes, Andy was asleep. Sam stayed in the same position for a few more minutes. When he was positive that she would not wake up, he slipped out from under her. It was too early for him to sleep.

He went to the corner of the room where he left his bag. He slipped into the bathroom to change out of his uniform into his signature jeans and t-shirt. When he returned, Andy was still asleep.

In one corner of the room was a table with a few chairs. Sam angled the TV so he could sit at the table. He scrolled through the channels and settled on a hockey game. He was pretty sure it was a rerun but he didn't care.

He had been watching for maybe ten minutes when there was a tentative knock on the door. What now? he thought to himself. Not many people knew which room Andy was in.

He walked to the door and opened it. He was surprised to see the two people on the other side. "Detective Islough, Emily, this is a surprise. Come in." He moved to allow them to enter and then closed the door.

Their visit was short. Detective Islough just wanted to check on Andy and Emily just wanted to thank the two of them for saving her from Anton Hill.

When they left, Sam suddenly felt exhausted. He crawled in next to Andy. Even asleep, she snuggled closer to him.

A.N. Next up - people come visiting