Neither one went near the Penny for 2 days. Sam was talked into going back first. When Traci saw him she practically begged him to talk Andy back to the Penny.
"And exactly why do I wanna do that, Nash? So you and G.I. Joe can hassle her?"
"Please, Sam? I know you miss starin' at her ..."
"Not scorin' any points, Nash."
Traci laughed. "Own it, Swarek, you do."
Jerry clapped him on the back. "She's got a point, buddy, you do."
"Barber ..." Sam growled.
"You know I love you, buddy."
Sam laughed and threw money on the bar. "This is why you dragged me here?"
"Aw, come on, Sammy ..."
"It's no wonder McNally's skippin' out."
"Sam, please?"
"In case you haven't noticed, my rookie has a mind of her own."
"One you have a lot of influence over ..."
"I'll think about it."
Sam didn't go home, instead he sent Andy a text Just left the Penny. Wasn't the same. Missed my rookie ...
Andy smiled when she saw the text from Sam. Sent back Only been a couple of hours, but she misses you too ...
The rookies want me to talk you back to the Penny ...
Why don't you swing by and do that in person ...
Sam drove to Andy's and sent her another text Why don't you pack a bag & we'll talk about it my place ... don't forget your shampoo ;-)
Andy laughed as she looked out the window to find Sam's truck parked on the other side of the street. She packed a bag. She walked out of her apartment to find Sam leaning against the truck.
Pushing off the truck, Sam smiled when he saw her. He threw her bag in the back before opening her door and helping her in.
They were curled up on Sam's couch before Sam brought the Penny up.
"How long you gonna stay away from the Penny? Nash practically begged me to try and get you back there." Sam laughed. "Figures I have enough influence over my rookie to get you back there. Then her and Jerry got on me ..."
Andy turned her head slightly to look at Sam. "For?"
"Watchin' you."
"You do?" Andy asked innocently.
Sam kissed her temple. "I'm pretty sure everybody knows I do."
"What else d'they know?" Andy asked leaning away from him.
Sam pulled her back against him. "As long as you can keep your hands to yourself anything else is just speculation and we can't get in shit without cause or proof. "
Andy leaned away again so she could turn to look at him. "Don't you mean as long as you can keep your hands to yourself?"
"As your T.O at least some physical contact is required, McNally."
Andy leaned back against him and wrapped his arms around herself. "So this is acceptable?"
Sam kissed the side of her neck. "Maybe not by the white shirts, but it definitely is by me."
Andy sighed. "Me too." Andy rolled over so she was looking at Sam. "How bad was the Penny?"
Sam kissed her. "Without you or bein' hassled by our friends?"
"Hassled by your friends. I'm just a rookie, remember? You're not even supposed to know I'm there."
"Uh, McNally, the entire Division knows you're not just a rookie to me. They may not know we've crossed the line, but you can put money on us bein' a foregone conclusion for most, if not all, of the Division."
Andy couldn't help the blush. Sam chuckled as he kissed her cheek.
"You know ya don't have t'go back for Nash or any of the rookies, right? Hell, you don't even have t'go for me, if you wanna go back to the Penny, go back because you wanna be there."
Andy grinned as she leaned up to kiss him. "But you're one of the reasons I wanna be there."
Sam laughed. "I can live with that."
They timed it the next morning so it would look like Sam was just holding the door for her.
Frank handed out assignments and nobody was surprised to hear them paired together.
The entire Division heard them come in. "She chased your ass for 2 blocks, buddy, did ya really think you'd be able to lose her after we brought you in? If ya did, you're dumber than you look." Sam laughed.
"It'd almost be worth it to feel her on top of me again."
The Division held a collective breath waiting for Sam's reaction, but it wasn't Sam who responded, it was Andy. "Oh yeah? How's this feel?"
Every guy in the Division that heard the exchange shifted uncomfortably when they heard a groan of pain. You didn't have to be a rocket scientist to figure out he took a knee to the groin.
In Booking, Nick looked at Sam like a deer caught in the headlights. Sam himself was a little shocked. Looking at the guy crumpled in a heap on the floor he burst out laughing. "Uh, Collins, you think you can book Romeo, here?"
"Uh, yes Sir," Nick said as he stepped out from behind the desk. "Let's go, idiot."
Once they were back in the car Sam did what he hadn't trusted himself to do in the Barn, he looked at Andy. "You ok?"
"Yeah."
"Remind me never to piss you off," Sam said with a laugh as he started the cruiser and pulled back out of the lot.
Their day didn't get any better. By the time shift ended Andy was dragging and Sam looked ready to drop.
"Sammy! Buddy! Comin' to the Penny?" Jerry asked as they separated at the lockers.
"Sorry, buddy, not tonight. After the day we had, I just wanna tell the world to go to hell."
Jerry laughed. "Rough day?"
"Go ask the guy Collins picked up off Booking's floor."
Jerry grimaced. "Uh, no thanks. McNally, do I need to ask if you'll be joining the rookies tonight?"
"Nope. I'm gonna go home, have a bath and curl up on the couch in my pjs with a glass of wine. Tell Traci I'll see her tomorrow."
Sam was waiting when she stepped outta the locker room 10 minutes later.
"Give ya a ride home, McNally?"
"That'd be great, thanks, Sam."
"Anytime."
The minute Sam was behind the wheel Andy said, "Please tell me you're takin' me to your place?"
Sam laughed as he started the truck. "If that's what you want."
"What I want is your shower, your couch, eventually your bed, all with you."
Sam laughed as he reached for her hand. "I think we can arrange that."
A few weeks later they came in at end of shift and as they were heading for the lockers instead of being asked about the Penny, Sam was reminded of that night's poker game.
Sam looked at Andy apologetically. "Sorry McNally, looks like you're on foot tonight."
Andy grinned. "Not the first time, won't be the last," she stopped with her hand on the door and turned back. "Uh, Jerry, you're not gonna let him drive are you? Last thing I need to learn from my T.O is how to get caught for drunk drivin' or how to get admitted to the hospital after I wreck my car."
"Funny McNally."
She flashed him the smile she smiled when she was teasing him before pushing the door open.
"Hey McNally!"
Andy turned at Sam's voice.
"Why don't you drive it?" Sam asked as he tossed her his keys.
Jerry couldn't believe his ears. Sam didn't let anyone drive his truck. "Uh, Sammy?"
Andy caught his keys. "Relax, Jerry. It's not the first time he let me drive ..."
"Forget it, McNally, nobody's drivin' tonight. If Jerry can have a guys night, we're gonna have a girls night. You, me, a bottle of wine and a chick flick in our pjs," Traci said coming down the hall.
Jerry turned to Sam as the girls headed in to change.
"Sammy! Buddy, did I hear McNally right? You let her drive your truck?!"
"Yeah, she suckered me into it after a poker night when I was a little hung over."
"I did not sucker you into anything, Sam!" Andy yelled from inside making Sam smile and Jerry laugh.
"It's ok, McNally, it's Jerry and Oliver's fault I was hung over!" Sam called loud enough for her to hear.
"Hey! Don't blame me!"
"Were you or were you not there, buddy?"
"Well, yeah, but ..."
"But nothin', buddy," Sam laughed as the girls came outta the locker room.
Traci walked up to Jerry and wrapping her arms around his neck kissed him. "You boys behave yourselves tonight."
Andy walked up to Sam and held out his keys. "Sounds like I won't need these."
Sam curled her hand around his keys. "Drive to Traci's. Stay over. You'll need it in the morning."
"What about you?"
"I'll get a ride home from pretty boy, here," Sam said grinning at Jerry.
When Andy would have argued Sam used what the rookies called his T.O voice. "McNally ..."
Traci piped up. "Andy, do the rest of the world a favor? Take the damn truck. You don't he won't be happy and if he's not happy Jerry's not gonna be happy which means we won't enjoy our night and we haven't had a girls night ..."
"Did I hear somebody mention a night out?" Dov asked as he wrapped an arm around both Andy and Traci.
Sam smirked. "Do us a favor, McNally, if Epstein paints his toenails, we don't need pictures to prove it."
Jerry howled with laughter while Andy and Traci tried not to. Traci cleared her throat. "Sorry Manboy, I may love you, but not enough to let you see me in my pajamas."
Andy wiggled out of Dov's hold and quietly disappeared into the gym. Sam followed. If anybody asked he had the excuse he was concerned about his rookie.
She was sitting on the mat, her back against the wall, her knees up. Sam sat beside her.
"You ok?"
"I'm fine."
"Talk to me."
"Not much to say. This sudden girls night just kinda surprised me."
"I'd rather you spend the night with Nash than by yourself since I'll be at Jerry's, takin' his money."
"You sure you want me to take the truck? I can just leave it here and catch a ride with Traci."
"Nope. You leave it here I won't have a way to work Friday since my rookie has to ride with somebody else tomorrow while I recover from a hangover at home."
Andy frowned when she heard he wouldn't be the one she rode with the next day.
Sam chuckled as he gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and whispered, "Look at it this way, you can drop my truck off after shift and stay over ..."
Andy giggled. "So that's why you want me to take the truck."
Sam grinned as he rolled to his feet and held out his hand. "C'mon, before they start lookin' for us."
Andy sighed as she allowed Sam to pull her up. "Fine. D'you know who I'm partnered with tomorrow?"
Sam laughed. "Probably Noelle, since I think Oliver'll be out too."
Andy stole a quick kiss. "You owe me for puttin' up with a different T.O."
Sam laughed and whispered, "I'll make it up to you when you drop the truck off tomorrow," before stealing a kiss of his own before he opened the door.
Jerry looked at them. "Everything ok?"
"Yeah, just let me change and we'll get outta here. Ladies, we'll see ya tomorrow. Be good to your T.O's," and with that, Sam was gone.
Sam rode with Jerry, Oliver was still stuck pushing paper, well, it used to be pushing paper for reports, now it was hitting the keys on a keyboard, had said he'd catch a cab over.
Andy drove the truck to Traci's. She had skipped the shower at the barn because of the exchange with Sam. Traci was happy to let her borrow the shower. Grabbing her phone she snapped a picture and sent it to Sam with the caption: Not the 1 I wanna be in ...
They were still waiting on Oliver when Sam's phone went off. He slipped outside to answer it. He smiled when he saw the text was from Andy but closed his eyes and groaned softly when he saw the message and the picture. He sent back: You better be in that 1 alone ...
Andy giggled as she read his reply before sending: OOPS! You forgot to tell me that before you left ...
Sam hit speed dial 3 the second her text came in.
"There a reason you're torturing me?" he growled when she picked up.
"Nope. Just thought you'd want me ..."
"I'll show you how much tomorrow ..."
Andy giggled. "I should go before Traci comes wonderin' what's takin' so long. She's not orderin' the Chinese until after I get outta the shower."
"Yeah, I'm surprised Barber's not lookin' for me. I'll talk to you ..."
"Later," Andy whispered.
Andy could hear him smiling, full dimples as he whispered, "Later."
"Don't smile like that when I can't see it," Andy grumbled making Sam laugh.
The sound of the patio door had Sam disconnecting the call.
Traci flaked halfway through the movie so Andy covered her with the blanket before getting off the bed and leaving the bedroom, closing the door. She tried to sleep on Traci's couch but when 12 a.m. came and she was still wide awake she wrote a note for Traci and left.
She had just pulled into Sam's driveway when his name flashed on her screen with a text.