A/N: This story is a future fic and will probably be around three chapters. It's mostly written already, so updates will probably be frequent (I hope, never promise anything).

XX

''We could always get a second opinion.'' Sam softly said as he sat down on the bed.

Andy was lying in the bed too, on her stomach with her face pressed into her pillow. ''No,'' she determinedly answered. ''There's no point, we already knew the outcome to this. It was stupid to even go there and put us through that again.''

''You never know,'' Sam tried. ''Doctors can be wrong too Andy and there are no guarantees in medicine.''

''I can't.'' Andy's voice broke down when she said the second word. ''I just can't, okay Sam? I'm sorry.''

Sam slowly rubbed the small of Andy's back with one hand. He was lost for words. He knew that there was nothing that he could say that would make his wife stop hurting. There was nothing he could do that would make her pain go away.

''I'm sorry,'' she said again. ''I understand if you..''

''Don't even finish that sentence,'' Sam warned. He knew exactly what she was going to say and he didn't want to hear it. She was going to tell him that she would understand if he would leave her. And no matter what they had just heard, he was in this for good this time.

''I can't give you what you want.'' Andy sat up, facing away from Sam. Her posture looked so fragile like this. ''If you stay with me, then this is it,'' she warned. ''Just us.''

''That's enough,'' Sam promised. ''You are what I want, okay? Kids never even crossed my mind until I met you. And of course I'm sad if it's never going to happen, but you mean more.''

Andy stood up and walked towards the bathroom. ''I'm going to take a shower,'' she said. Sam stood up and followed his wife, but when he tried the doorknob he found out that she had locked the door of the bathroom.

''Andy please,'' Sam practically begged. ''Just let me in, we need to talk about this.''

Four years before that everybody would have laughed if Sam was the one that insisted that they'd talk, but that was how it was now. He still wasn't the most open guy, but he learned that he needed to communicate if he wanted things to work between him and Andy.

It wasn't an easy road to that realisation. A lot of people got hurt in the progress, including themselves. Still, at the end of the day their bond was too strong to deny. After a year of separation, they found their way back to each other.

It wasn't easy, but it was real.

A little over a year after their reunion, Sam gave Andy a ring. He didn't go down on one knee, there were no flowers, no fancy suit. It was just the two of them curled up on their couch. Andy had a major cold and Sam thought she looked adorable with her red nose and his sweats on.

He had bought a ring three months before that, but he didn't know how to propose. A lot of woman wanted a big and romantic gesture, but Sam just wasn't the type for that. So when he walked in on her going on and on about how awful she was feeling, he just grabbed the ring and asked her.

She practically threw herself on him even before he finished his question. Apparently she wasn't that worried about infecting him anymore.

The ceremony was small, but completely them. They only invited their closest friends and family. A total of 17 guests was all they needed.

Andy wore a simple dress, but Sam thought she looked gorgeous. The top of the dress was made of sheer lace and the dress had a trumpet skirt. The sweetheart neckline fitted perfectly with the necklace she had gotten from her father.

Sam was happy to see that Andy decided to wear her hair down. She would've looked beautiful either way, but he loved her hair the most when she wore it exactly like she did during their wedding day.

When it was time for their vows, they both first shared their feelings. Sam had a little trouble with the fact that he had to stand in front of all his friends and talk about feelings, but he knew that it was what Andy wanted to do. He sure wasn't going to let her do it and then switch over to traditional vows, so they combined the two.

''Andy,'' Sam started. ''Everybody here knows that I'm not good with words, but everybody here also knows that I love you more than anything.'' Sam ran his thumbs over Andy's knuckles and smiled. ''It took us quite some time to get here, but I promise you here and now that I'm never going to let you go again. I'm going to stand by you when things are difficult. I promise to always protect you, even when you think I'm being an ass.''

Andy slightly chuckled at that one and all their friends smiled too. Everybody knew that most of their bickering started with Sam being overbearing.

''I promise that I'll talk to you when things are hard, but most of all I promise that I will always respect and love you.''

Andy smiled and Sam used his thumb to wipe away the tear that was threatening to fall from the corner of her eye.

Then it was time for Andy's speech. ''Sam. I'm so thankful that we are where we are now. I want you to know that I love you more than I ever thought was possible. I want to thank you for everything you have taught me and for how patient you are with me. I promise you that I'll do my best to have the same patience when you need it. I promise you that I'll always back you up, because that's what you taught me. You always back up your partner and you are the most important partner I've ever had.''

They never broke eye contact, not even when the minister spoke up. ''Samuel, will you repeat after me?''

Sam repeated after the minister and made his vows to Andy.'' I, Samual Swarek, take you Andrea McNally, to be my wife. To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part.''

He slowly slipped the simple golden band on Andy's finger after he said his vows. Then it was time for Andy to say hers. '' I, Andrea McNally, take you Samual Swarek, to be my husband. To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part.''

Sam also received a simple wedding band on his finger and then he leaned in to kiss his bride for the first time. Their friends stood up and clapped. Nobody was able to stop one of the two from smiling that day.

Sam waited outside the bathroom for half an hour. He heard sobs coming from underneath the shower, even when Andy tried her hardest to be quiet.

She had held it together pretty well in the doctor's office, but Sam knew that she was just acting. He knew exactly how much the doctor's news broke her heart. He knew exactly what he was in for, she was going to shut him out and try to push him away.

They weren't much different in that area.

When Andy came out of the bathroom, more than thirty minutes later, Sam was sitting on the floor with his head against the wall. He had his eyes closed, but when he heard the lock turning he immediately stood up.

Andy tried to brush past him, but he grabbed her by the waist and knocked their foreheads together. She was only wearing a white towel and her hair was still damp. ''I love you,'' Sam whispered. ''Nothing is going to change that.''

Andy finally met Sam's eyes and shrugged. ''You say that now,'' she said. ''But what if one day you'll realise that this isn't enough? That you want kids and I can't give you that?''

''Then we can always look at other options,'' Sam reasoned.

''We talked about that,'' Andy softly said as she looked down again.

''I know. I know you don't want to think about that right now, but if we ever get to that point, than we can always look at our options.'' Sam slowly rubbed up and down Andy's sides, trying to calm her. ''There's one thing I do know though,'' he continued. ''I don't want to have kids without you. So I'm not going to leave you and I'm not going to let you blame yourself.''

''It's my fault.'' Deep down Andy knew that it wasn't her fault. That she had no voice in the matter, whatsoever. Still, it was her body that kept them from having a baby, so it felt like it was her fault.

''It's not anybody's fault,'' Sam reasoned. ''How could you have prevented this?''

Andy shrugged her shoulders again and rested her head on Sam's shoulder. He pressed a kiss to her head and rested his hands on her back. ''I love you,'' she whispered. ''I'm sorry.''

''Stop apologizing,'' Sam said. ''It's going to be okay.''

Not much more was said that night. Sam knew that Andy would talk to him if she wanted to. So he just settled for being there for her. He made her favorite soup, even when she insisted that she wasn't hungry. He watched a lame romantic comedy, even though he absolutely hated it. He let her sit in his lap and he held her tight against him, even though it was one of the warmest days of the year and he was sweating like crazy.

Late that night the only sounds in the house were coming from the TV. Andy had her head in Sam's lap and he was running his hand through her hair. She sighed and closed her eyes. ''I'm going to bed,'' she told him.

''I'll join you in a minute,'' Sam said.

He watched her as she stood up and made her way across the living room. She didn't do anything about her hair after she got out of the shower, so it was a complete mess. She looked incredibly sad, but she was still beautiful to Sam.

When Andy was out of the room, Sam ran his hand across his face and took a deep breath. He stood up and walked towards the window that looked over their backyard. They had fantasised about this house when they bought it together six months after their wedding.

Little feet would patter on their hardwood floors. Laughter would fill their backyard. They would buy that dog he was always talking about as soon as she was pregnant. She didn't want a dog when they were never at home, so they decided to wait until their family was a little more settled.

Now all those plans could go in the trash.

A year and a half before that, they decided that they were ready. They were ready to expand their family. They both didn't think she would get pregnant right away, so when nothing happened the first month, they didn't think too much of it.

The second month they were disappointed again, but they knew that it took patience to get pregnant.

It went on like that for month after month, until Andy finally held a positive pregnancy stick in her hand on the ninth month. They were both so happy and spend an entire day walking around with stupid grins on their faces.

Two days later their doctor informed them that even though it was incredibly rare, they were one of the couples that were dealing with a false positive test. Andy talked to the doctor about the fact that they had been trying for nine months, but the doctor reassured them that a lot of couples needed a little more time than that.

If she wasn't pregnant three months later, than they could come back.

Three months later she wasn't pregnant and they'd made an appointment for the month after that. Tests were done and they had gotten the news that it was impossible for them to conceive.

Andy felt numb and didn't talk to Sam for about an entire hour.

They had taken some time to get used to the idea and then Sam suggested they would go see another doctor. When they had their appointment today they were both tensed en nervous.

''Whatever the doctor tells us, I love you, okay?'' Sam said when they took place in the waiting room.

Andy didn't look at him but squeezed his hand tightly. ''I know. I love you too.''

It felt like they were in the waiting room for hours, but it was actually twenty minutes. The doctor apologised for the delay when they walked in and introduced herself. ''I've looked through your files and now I would just like to do some quick tests,'' the doctor said. ''Andy, if you would get changed and lie down on the table.''

It hurt Sam to see his wife like this. He hated doctors and he hated hospitals even more, but he wanted to give Andy what she wanted the most.

That was a baby.

The doctor did an ultrasound and some other tests and then she disappeared for a moment.

''It's bad news,'' Andy said. ''She looked way to serious.''

''Sweetheart,'' Sam tried. ''You don't know that. Doctors never show any sign of what they are about to say, so don't read too much into it.''

When the doctor returned she held their file and sat down in front of them. ''Sam, Andy,'' she began. ''Like I told you I evaluated everything your other doctor send me. With the tests I did today I'm sorry that I have to disappoint you, but sort of a miracle, you won't be able to get pregnant.''

Andy closed her eyes and gripped the sides of her chair. Her knuckles turned white and she let out a small sob. Sam had his arm around her within two seconds and whispered in her ear that they would be fine.

''Of course there are other ways to have a baby,'' the doctor continued. ''I understand that you don't want to think about that now, but if you have had some time to progress this and you want more information, you can always call our office.''

Neither Sam nor Andy heard what the doctor said. Andy was too focused on not crying hysterically and Sam was too focused on making sure his wife was still breathing. ''I'll give you two a moment. Again, I wish I had better news for you.''

XX

Sam felt like punching something, but that wouldn't help him. It was true when he said he never thought about kids before Andy came along. Being a father just wasn't something he could see himself do.

With Andy he dared to take that step though. Over the last year he even became excited with the idea of having a mini version of himself or Andy walking around the house.

He looked at Oliver and saw how much joy his daughters brought him. Of course it wasn't all sunshine, but Oliver guaranteed him that having his family was the best thing he ever did. According to Oliver there was nothing more beautiful than holding your baby for the first time and feel them gripping your finger.

Now they would never know how that felt.

Of course there were other options. Adoption or a surrogate, but for now it was too soon to think about any of that. Right now they needed to focus on getting over this.

Sam checked if everything was locked properly, switched off all the lights and made his way upstairs. After brushing his teeth he walked into their bedroom and found Andy lying on her side of the bed.

Sam laid down next to her when he had stripped to his boxers and put an arm around her waist. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder and closed his eyes.

Neither of them fell asleep easily and after a while Andy shifted to her back. ''What do you want to do?'' she asked. ''Do you want to look into other options?''

''I don't know,'' Sam admitted. ''We should probably take a while to get used to the idea.''

''Adoption is expensive,'' Andy mused. ''But with a surrogate there are fertility treatments and they cost a fortune too. Not to mention about how much time it will both cost.''

''Sweetheart, don't do this now. Whatever happens, we'll work it out and we'll deal with it together.'' Sam kissed Andy's temple.

Andy rolled to her side, facing Sam. She put her hand on his chest and played with the hairs there. ''I know that this was the most likely outcome to this, but I just wished she had different news.''

''I know,'' Sam answered. ''Me too.''

''I love you,'' Andy continued. ''Thanks for being there for me. You're amazing.''

Sam nudged his nose with hers and then softly kissed Andy. He slowly bunched up the material of the tank top she was wearing and let his hand roam over her soft skin.

Andy's mouth slowly opened under his and Sam let his tongue slip in. Andy let out a sigh and rolled back to her back, pulling Sam with her. Sam settled between her thighs and kept kissing her. He placed soft kisses on her chin and cheeks and then turned his attention to her neck.

Andy let out a soft moan when Sam licked the place under her ear. She set her nails in his back and slowly dragged her fingers down. ''Andy,'' Sam whispered in her ear. ''You're beautiful.''

It wasn't that he never told her, but Andy never needed to hear those words more than she did that night. She felt incomplete, a failure and she couldn't help but feel like she was lacking as a wife. She needed to know that Sam still wanted her, that he still thought she was sexy.

Andy grabbed the back of Sam's head and pulled it up. As soon as she could, she crashed their mouths together again. She held one hand on Sam's back as the other one drifted to his chest.

Sam moved up a little to give himself some more room and pulled Andy's tank top over her head. As soon as the material was out of the way Sam dropped down again. He kissed Andy's throat and slowly made his way down.

Andy moaned softly and concentrated on the feeling that Sam was giving her.

Sam knew Andy needed this right now, so he made sure he took his time with her. He didn't leave a spot on her body that wasn't kissed or caressed.

They had always had a good sex life, but after a year and a half of trying to have a baby, sex sometimes became a little frustrating.

For the first time in a long time it was about them again.

Just the two of them.

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A/N: I hope I'll be able to post the next chapter somewhere in the next days. Like I said, it's mostly written, just need to edit a little.

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