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Hope you enjoy the next part. I own nothing Rookie Blue, but it's fun to play.

Nikka

Andy took a deep breath as Boyd steered the car over to the curb. She knew the drill, he'd gone over it repeatedly in the fifteen minutes that made up their drive over. She was now Gabriella Scott, pre-school teacher. She loved all things finger paint, glitter, and snot noised.

She stared ahead at the day care center where children and parents could be seen entering in the early morning. Andy was slightly nervous, she loved children, but this was different. She felt like she was taking advantage of the most innocent. Feeling the pictures in her hand, Andy looked down at them one last time. She was memorizing the faces of Maggie and Gracie Brennan. Closing her eyes she pictured their faces.

"McNally," Boyd's gruff voice broke into her concentration. "You're not going to hyperventilate or anything are you?"

She opened her eyes and glared at him. He smirked and reached across to pluck the pictures from her hand then smiled what she thought was a reassuring smile at her.

"McNally, Sammy believes in you enough to regularly trust his life with you. That may not mean much to you, but it speaks volumes to me," he paused wetting his lips and looking towards the school that was just up the block. "I know you haven't done any UC ops without him, but he trained you. You're vital to his mission going off without a hitch. Brennan is no joke, and he can smell a cop a mile away. Sam will be dead without good intel."

Andy merely blinked at him, completely unsure that she was in fact sitting inches away from Detective Donovan Boyd. She had never heard him say so much to her that wasn't laced with profanity or anger. She looked ahead again biting her lips. Andy knew with every fiber in her body just how crucial it was that she pulled this job off. Sam could be under before she finished this assignment and he'd never know that she was helping him. She might not get to say goodbye. This is what he's wanted since you busted him Andy McNally. You owe him this.

Andy looked over at Body again almost ready to get out of the car, but needing to know something else first.

"Why me Boyd? You hate me."

He smirked at her and shrugged not denying her accusation. "Peck is less than maternal, Nash has a kid which creates complications with a UC." He looked at her again catching her eyes which startled them both a bit with how genuine his next words were. "Barber is always talking about how great you are with Nash's kid. Something about how you adjust to his level without caring about who's watching you. That's what we need here."

Andy felt a slight blush coming to her cheeks at Boyd's words. She and Jerry hadn't always been on good terms, in fact, they barely spoke most of the time, but somehow, he seemed to be one of her biggest champions of late. She was going to have to remember to thank him later.

"Take the bus to Court Street. Go in the coffee shop and text me. I'll come get you." He paused and smirked at him. "If anyone follows you, you're going to have to play nice and pretend I'm your boyfriend or something."

At her startled look he laughed, and reached over her to open her door and give it a push. "Get out McNally. And don't worry, I won't tell Sammy how you like to get cozy on UC ops, he might take offense."

Boyd laughed at her scowl and then pulled away from the curb. Andy took a breath and then headed towards the day care center. How hard could this be?

Sam wandered his way into parade on Monday morning feeling somewhat heavier than normal. Usually, he felt great coming out of two days off, but today he just felt sluggish. It wasn't even 7am and the world was already conspiring against him. His only thought was that he hoped McNally wasn't in the mood to chat about everything under the sun. On second thought, his first priority was to talk Frank out of pairing him with anyone else other than her today.

He took his seat at the back of the parade room and nursed his cup of coffee. Slowly, the other officers seemed to filter in. Oliver made jokes that had Sam silently glaring at him , which only egged the man to continue trying to rile Sam up. Jerry slid into the room but looked away when Sam met his eyes, suddenly very interested his cell phone. Sam simply raised his eyebrow and Oliver shrugged indicating that he had no idea what Jerry's mood had been about.

Best called attention to the front of the room before Sam could further ponder the strange behavior. As parade wore on, Sam was getting slightly more agitated that McNally hadn't made an appearance yet. She always let him know if she was going to be late or call in. He checked his phone and found no text from her telling him any such thing. He looked over the other rookies who seemed to be giving Diaz questioning looks. Fabulous, now I'm going to actually have to talk him.

As parade ended, Sam realized that he was riding solo for the day and that Oliver had Diaz. Following Shaw out of the room, he had begun to ask Shaw to give him Diaz for the day figuring that he'd get to the bottom of what had McNally missing for the day. Sam looked at his friend in a dumbfounded manner when he blatantly refused stating something about it being in the rookie's best interest to stay with him if there was any hope of the rookie surviving the day. Sam scowled at him and decided that Best would probably have better answers for him anyway.

When Sam knocked on the door, Frank was on the phone but waived him in anyway. Taking a seat, Sam turned to look out onto the bullpen with a curious glare. Despite knowing that he wouldn't find her there, Sam couldn't help but hope he'd see McNally rushing in to make excuses for her habitual tardiness.

"Sorry about that Sam," Frank said hanging up the phone. "What can I do for you?"

"Just wondering if you knew why my partner is AWOL today?" Sam tried to be nonchalant about it, but he knew by the smirk on Frank's face that he found it humorous.

"I was wondering how long it would take you to ask," he paused and looked at Sam. "Boyd had her detailed to Guns and Gangs."

Sam clearly hadn't expected that and it showed on his face. His eyes narrowed a bit and he felt a slight pang in his gut. Something wasn't right. Boyd hated McNally, with a fiery passion. "For how long?"

Frank shrugged and looked out the windows of his office at the officers in the bullpen. "Didn't say. A few weeks. I'm not exactly impressed, but Superintendent Peck signed the order. She's stuck there until Boyd says he doesn't need her."

"Boyd hates McNally," Sam said simply.

Frank looked at him again and didn't know how to continue. "Apparently, Boyd thinks this is good experience for her, and she requested the detail. Something about her thinking a transfer was in her near future. You wouldn't know anything about that would you?"

Frank's words hit Sam like a ton of bricks. He personally hadn't put too much stock in Andy wanting a transfer when it had come from Boyd. That man had a tendency to hit where it hurt when he found a weakness, and clearly Andy McNally was a weakness to Sam Swarek. Hearing that transfer had been discussed with Frank while he himself was clearly being left in the dark made Sam slightly ill.

"No," he shook his head as his voice sounded a bit strangled. "She hasn't said anything about it to me." He paused again before adding. "I really had no idea."

Frank looked at Sam and seemed to be thinking something over. He leaned forward a bit and his mouth pulled into a tight line. "I don't like it Sam. It doesn't feel right."

Sam simply nodded before pulling himself up to numbly make his way out to patrol. What the hell is going on?

By 4pm, Andy felt like she was ready to drop. She hadn't been around so many children ever in her life, and the hysterical part is the more she panicked, the more they all seemed to cling to her. Especially the blue eyed, curly haired Gracie. Andy might have had a major freakout or anxiety attack, if not for Gracie.

This child was supposed to be one of her targets, but just as Gracie had been drawn to Andy, she had been drawn to Gracie. Throughout the day, the little toddler had waddled her way to Andy, attaching herself her leg or giggling at her exclamations of surprise. Andy couldn't help but fall in love with this child. She was absolutely precious.

As she was helping the children get into their coats as parents started to arrive, she failed to see Gracie make her way towards her mother who had entered the room just as Andy was struggled to put a wiggle worm named Jackson into his coat.

After saying goodbye to Jackson, and his father who seemed a bit to friendly, Andy let out a sigh of relief. The day was nearly over.

"I hear my little love bug has taken a shine to you," a woman's voice said behind her.

Andy jumped and turned around in a clumsy manner that clearly showed her shock at being addressed. She looked at the woman with blond hair and piercing blue eyes. Andy knew she was being assessed as a possibly threat. With a husband like Jamie Brennan, Maggie Brennan had probably learned to wary of the people in her life.

Gracie babbling had broken the eye contact between the two women as Andy smiled and then kneeled down. She tugged Gracie's hat a bit lower onto her head and smiled. "See you to tomorrow Gracie."

Gracie turned towards her mother with her hands reaching upward. Maggie Brennan responded with a smile for her daughter, but a critical eye still on Andy. Sensing the awkwardness, Andy decided it was time to speak.

"I'm sorry," she said putting on her best smile and extending her hand. "My name is Gabby Scott, I'm knew here. And you have a beautiful daughter."

Maggie Brennan tentatively smiled and extended her hand towards Andy for a shake. "Thank you," she pursed her lips a bit. "I'm sorry to be so blunt, but I dislike people I haven't spoken to being around my daughter. I met each of her pre-school teachers several times before she was placed here."

Andy felt her face fall a bit as she struggled to keep the panic off of her face. Had she been made already? Feeling slightly nervous, Andy didn't even feel herself shift her weight.

"Well," Maggie said dryly. "Gracie seems to have become attached to you, which is rare. Are you sneaking her candy or something?"

Andy looked at her dumbfounded for a minute and then stammered. "No- no! I'm sorry no I wouldn't do that!" She paused seeing Maggie's somewhat amused face. "I mean, Gracie is sweet enough already, no need to give her sweets"

Maggie Brennan laughed a bit and made goodbyes. Once they were out the door, Andy let out a breath and helped the other teacher clean up before grabbing her bag. She had a nagging feeling of being watched as she made her way down the block to the bus stop. Maybe Boyd wasn't so paranoid after all.

Andy waited in the coffee shop nearly an hour before Boyd had arrived to pick her up. She nearly scowled at him as he made his way towards her. Something about the look on his face stopped her from showing any displeasure and she quickly found herself enveloped in a hug and felt his stubble on her cheek as he kissed her.

"Someone followed you," he pulled back brushing the hair our of her eyes. "Time to put on a show McNally, hope your acting skills have improved."

Andy managed to smirk at him before she felt him pull her close and tuck her close to him. It felt extremely weird to have Boyd's arm wrapped around her with her arm snaked around his waist and other hand on his chest as they walked towards his car. She nearly gasped for air when Boyd actually opened her door for her with a smile.

They drove around for a while before Boyd pulled over somewhere in the fifteenth division's jurisdiction. They had lost their tail, but Boyd was still nervous. After she had briefed him about her day which had him smirking at the sheer amount of finger paint allowed in pre-school, he decided that they would head to the Penny.

When they walked in the door together, Andy suddenly felt an overwhelming weight on her chest. He left her without saying a word and headed towards the bar. He was back to scowling in her presence clearly having been fed up with having to have been nice to her for a better part of the evening.

Andy looked around and saw her friends looking at her. She made her way over to them and starting telling them about how boring pushing paper for Guns and Gangs was. She studiously avoided looking around for Sam. She knew that if she talked to him, and if he asked the right questions, she would cave in. Sam's safety came first for her. Andy refused to cave in and tell him about what she was doing. Boyd had told her under no uncertain terms that if she talked to Sam, he would make sure that Sam would never see another undercover op again. Andy refused to take something he loved away from him for her own peace of mind.

She had been fingering her bottle of beer when she felt Chris come to stand next to her. He had been late getting to the Penny as had Oliver. She looked up to see his worried face and remained silent. He held his hand out to her and tugged her up. When she was on her feet he tugged her into a tight hug.

"Ready to go home," he asked her clearly concerned about the look on her face. He squeezed her tighter against him and felt her nod into his shoulder as she whispered something that sounded like a yes.

"Come on then," Chris said reaching for her coat off the back of her chair and guided her out the door with little fanfare.

Across the bar, Sam had had trouble keeping his cool as Boyd saddled up to him. Boyd ordered a drink and made a comment about mentally exhausting working with McNally had been and asked Sam how he dealt with it.

Sam took a gulp of his beer and looked over at the other man. "Hey, if you don't like my partner, why'd you request her for detail. There are other rookies to do your grunt work you know."

Boyd looked over his shoulder to see Diaz walk in the door. He shrugged turning back to Sam. "What can I say, I'm a softie. She begged me to help her out. Wanted experience working somewhere else before she finalized some transfer. Besides, who wouldn't want that," he leered to Sam in an appreciative manner, "running around doing whatever you asked?"

Sam had never wanted to hit Boyd more than he did right now. Well scratch that, until he saw Diaz pull McNally into a hug over Boyd's shoulder, he had never wanted to the man more. Watching his partner leave with the other rookie without so much as a hello seriously pissed him off. Sam directed the brunt of his anger at Boyd who was helping McNally leave the 15 and him.

Sam shook his head. Maybe he really did need this UC op. With him gone, he wouldn't have to be around when McNally finalized her transfer request and he sure as hell wouldn't have to watch as the relationship was flaunted.

The trouble was, that Sam knew that something wasn't quite right about all of this, but he couldn't quite figure out what it was.

Hope you enjoyed it. Andy's first day on the UC was certainly a bit boring, but I promise it will get better :)

Nikka