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Sam followed his wife into the house and smiled sadly when Boo came to meet them as soon as they were in the living room. The dog was still hesitant around a lot of people, but seemed to be more comfortable around Sam and Andy. Even though Boo was a present for Sam, the dog definitely had a preference for Andy.
Today they had a second appointment with Nancy, the girl that was giving up her baby. The first appointment went okay, but it definitely wasn't perfect. Today Sam's cop skills kicked in. He realised something was off. When he started to ask questions, the girl didn't give away much. Years of interrogations helped Sam though, so before he knew it the girl was telling them her story.
She didn't want to give up her baby, but her mother was threatening to break off all contact if she would keep it. Considering the girls age and the absence of the baby's father, she decided to give up her baby. She couldn't raise it by herself.
As much as it broke Sam's heart to shatter his wife's dream, he couldn't go through with it. So he told the girl about all the other options there were. There were a lot of places where she could go for help. Giving up her baby against her will was not an option.
Sam sighed when Andy went upstairs immediately. He knew he did the right thing. He knew that Andy knew that too. Right now Andy just needed a little time. Years of practice told him that he had to give that to her right now.
''Come on buddy,'' Sam told Boo. ''Time for an early walk.''
Sam spend the better part of an hour outside with Boo. When he checked his watch and saw the time, he decided that it was time to head back to the house.
He let himself in and let Boo run into the house. Sam carefully made his way in and found Andy in the kitchen. She was cutting vegetables. She sniffed every ten seconds and Sam took a minute to just watch her.
''You don't have to cook,'' Sam told Andy. ''We can just order in.''
Andy shook her head, but refused to look at Sam. ''It's fine.''
''Andy, come on,'' Sam tried. ''Talk to me.''
Andy dropped her knife on the counter and shook her head again. She placed her hands on the counter and put so much pressure on her hands that her knuckles turned white. ''What's there to talk about?''
''Are you mad at me?'' Sam asked. When she didn't respond, Sam filled in the blanks. ''Okay, I'll take that as a yes.''
''I'm not mad at you,'' Andy replied.
''It feels like you are,'' Sam argued. ''What did you want me to do Andy? There was something off and I know you felt that too.''
''You honestly think I'm mad at you?'' Andy yelled. She turned around and Sam saw tears in her eyes. ''You think I'm such a horrible person that I would take someone else's baby against their will?''
''You know that's not what I..'' Sam tried, but Andy wouldn't let him finish.
''I'm disappointed Sam,'' she said firmly as one tear ran down her cheek. ''I'm frustrated that everybody around me seems to be pregnant. I'm frustrated that a teenage girl gets pregnant when she has nothing to offer to that kid.''
''Andy,'' Sam softly said. He took a step forward, but stopped when Andy raised her hands in front of her chest.
''Don't,'' she warned. ''I know you love me. I know everything will be okay and I know that you think we will get our shot. Right now I just don't want to hear that.''
Sam gave a small nod and took a step forward again. When he stood in front of Andy he put his arms around her waist.
It took Andy a moment, but after a while she put her arms around Sam's neck. She let out a sob and clutched Sam tighter. ''I love you so much,'' she said. ''I'm sorry that I'm such a bitch.''
Sam smiled sadly and pressed a kiss to Andy's temple. ''You are sad and that's understandable. But I know that you would have done the exact same thing as I did if I would've waited another ten minutes.''
''Probably,'' Andy agreed. She let go of Sam and whipped her tears away. ''Who does something like that?'' she asked herself. ''You are suppose to love your children unconditionally. You don't give them ultimatums about whether or not they are allowed to have a baby.''
''Maybe they'll work it out.'' Sam took a step back and rested against the counter. ''Nobody has all the answers, maybe her mom is just doing what she thinks is best for her. A child on her age isn't exactly easy and the father already bailed.''
''Still,'' Andy said. ''It's not perfect, I get that. But you are suppose to help your children. Not emotionally blackmail them.''
''I know,'' Sam agreed.
Andy quickly took another step forward and kissed Sam softly. ''I'm not mad at you,'' she promised. ''And I'm sorry if it felt like I was. I know we said that we shouldn't get out hopes up, but I think a part of me was just really hoping that this would have a positive outcome.''
''Me too.'' Sam grabbed Andy's wrists to keep her close to him. ''How about we go out for dinner tonight? It has been a while since we ate out.''
Andy sighed and rubbed her hand against her neck. ''Rain check?'' she carefully asked. ''I'm just not really in the mood right now and when we go out I want to have my full attention on you.''
''Whatever you want,'' Sam promised. ''I don't care.''
Andy knew that that was actually true. Sam really didn't care for restaurants. He was just as happy to eat at home. Andy loved going to restaurants though. She loved dressing up and going out for a fancy meal, but not tonight. Tonight she just wanted to be close to her husband and no one else.
''Night on the couch with Boo?'' Andy asked. ''I'll cook something and then later maybe we can watch a movie. You can pick.''
''Night on the couch with Boo?'' Sam asked. ''Am I suppose to be worried? That dog seems to be getting more attention than I am.''
Andy was happy that Sam was turning back to his teasing self. She loved the fact that he was worried about her, it made her feel so loved. Still, his worries made her even sadder because it confronted her with his sadness as well.
''Hey,'' Andy said with a small smile. ''We did good with that dog. He's a lot more comfortable.''
When Andy was back to cutting vegetables, Sam took the opportunity to slip his hands across her waist again. His front was to her back and he first kissed her cheek. ''You will be a great mom one day Andy. We will get out shot, I promise you.''
Deep down Andy knew that Sam couldn't make those promises. Today proved once again that they had no say in the process. She loved Sam for trying to make her feel better though. As much as he was talking in cliché's, she knew that he would move heaven and earth if it would make her happy.
Andy stood on her toes and turned her head. ''I love you,'' she muttered against Sam's mouth.
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''How are you doing Trace?'' Andy asked as she walked into the living room of Traci's house. Traci was now on maternity leave. It was a bit early, but Traci's body showed some signs that it was time to step on the breaks.
As much as it sucked for Traci, she refused to put her baby in danger. So she sucked it up and spent her days at home now. In a way it was great, because she got to spent some more time with Leo before their newest addition would arrive.
''Can't complain,'' Traci said. ''Blood pressure was a little lower on my last check up and everything looks good with the baby.''
''That's great.'' Andy sat down on a chair and looked around the house. ''It's shockingly neat in here. Are you ignoring everything the doctor said and cleaning the house all day long?''
''Oh no,'' Traci promised. ''That is all Jack. He thinks I can't relax if there's anything out of place.''
''He's kind of nervous to become a dad, isn't he?'' Andy laughed. ''It's kind of cute. I'm glad he's keeping an eye on you.''
Traci sighed and put a hand on her stomach. ''I swear, he even talked to Leo so they can team up on me. Leo all of the sudden keeps offering to make me tea.''
''That's sweet,'' Andy replied. ''He's already learning how to be a good big brother.''
''I know,'' Traci agreed. ''How are you doing? Is Sam working extra hard now that I'm off work?''
''Don't worry about it,'' Andy answered. ''We got a detective from 27th until you're back. According to Sam he does not meet your standards, but he can work with him without shooting him.''
''Thank God they didn't sent Luke in again, huh?'' Traci smiled innocently and raised an eyebrow.
Andy shook her head and laughed. ''It wasn't that bad last time. I'll admit that it isn't perfect when your husband and ex-fiancé have to work together, but it could've been worse. Besides Sam and Luke never got along, so it wasn't about me.''
''You weren't working with them day after day,'' Traci complained. ''They were both so convinced that they were right.''
''Well, we don't have to worry about that now,'' Andy promised. ''I haven't seen Luke since then.'
''That's probably a good thing,'' Traci answered. When Andy raised an eyebrow Traci laughed. '"Come on Andy, you know that it would drive Sam nuts if Luke was still there.''
Andy shook her head and looked serious. ''Sam is not like that.'' Traci looked unimpressed. ''What? He isn't. I think I know my husband a little better than you do.''
''Well, he's not at 15th so it doesn't really matter.'' Traci stretched her feet and yawned. ''Do you ever wonder how things would have worked out if you ended up marrying Luke?''
Andy dreamed away for a moment and then nodded. ''The thought has crossed my mind, but more in a 'so glad things didn't end like that' kind of way.'' Andy smiled when she thought about her husband. ''No matter how complicated things with Sam sometimes are, I wouldn't change him for anything.''
''With Luke and all my boyfriends before him I was constantly trying to be someone I'm not. Sam knows me and calls me out on my crap when I'm not being fair. He challenges me, but in a good way.''
Traci rubbed her hand up and down her stomach and nodded. ''Everybody can see that he makes you happy.'' Traci paused for a second and then continued. ''You make him happy too,'' she promised.
''I hope so,'' Andy said. ''I can't imagine my life without him in it.''
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That night Andy was already in bed when Sam joined her upstairs. He got ready for bed and when he crawled in next to his wife, she turned to face him. She ran her hand across his chest and then traced his jaw line with her thumb.
''Do you ever wonder how things would have worked out if we wouldn't have gotten back together?'' Andy asked Sam.
''No,'' Sam answered.
''The thought never crossed your mind?'' Andy asked in disbelieve. ''You never wondered how things would've worked out if you would have stayed with Marlo?''
''Andy, come on,'' Sam tried. ''We have been over this. It has been years since then.''
''I know, I know,'' Andy agreed. ''I don't mean anything with it. I just wonder if sometimes the thought crosses your mind.''
''Why?'' Sam asked. ''You wondering where you would be right now if we didn't get back together?''
''Not like that,'' Andy promised. ''I was just thinking. I know I wouldn't be happier than I am with you. Never mind, forget it. It was just something Traci said.''
Sam sighed and ran a hand over Andy's arm. ''Even if you weren't around back then, Marlo and I wouldn't have lasted.''
Andy smiled faintly and kissed Sam softly. ''I'm not asking out of insecurity,'' she promised. ''I know you're happy. It was just a stupid thought, never mind.''
''Love you,'' Andy muttered right before she fell asleep.
Sam pressed a kiss to the top of her head and smiled. ''I love you too.''
XX
The next day Sam was walking towards his office when he saw Chris. Diaz was partnered with Andy, so Sam scanned the room to see if he saw Andy as well.
Sam didn't see Andy, but did see Chris looking around nervously. Chris looked at Sam and walked towards the detective. ''Sir,'' Chris started.
Out of all the former rookies Chris was the only one that was still calling Sam 'sir'. All the other rookies usually went for his last name. When no one was around they even called him 'Sam', he was married to their friend after all. ''Problem Diaz?'' Sam asked.
''Andy had a little run in with someone we pulled over for speeding,'' Chris admitted. ''I was standing by the cruiser. It took me a moment to get to her.''
''Is she okay?'' Sam asked alarmed. ''Where is she?''
''She's in the locker room getting cleaned up.'' Chris glanced towards the locker room and walked along with Sam as he started to make his way towards the locker room.
''What happened?'' Sam asked.
''She asked the guy to step out of the car and he slammed the door in her stomach. When she was on the ground he spit on her. I pulled him off of her, but he had his hands around her throat.''
''He what?'' Sam asked with a lot of force.
''He's under influence sir,'' Chris explained. ''I think she should get checked out, but she keeps insisting that she's fine.''
''Of course she is,'' Sam muttered. ''Why weren't you with her?''
''I'm sorry sir,'' Chris nervously stuttered. ''I was just getting something from the cruiser. I know it's my fault.''
Sam sighed and shook his head. ''No, never mind. It's not your fault.'' They reached the door to the locker room. ''You go and do some paperwork. I've got this.''
''I think she should get checked out sir,'' Chris repeated. ''She said she was fine, but I could see that her ribs were bothering her.''
''I'll take care of her,'' Sam promised. He knew that Andy was stubborn enough to walk around in pain. Thankfully he could see right through her lies. Sam opened the door to the locker room and heard a shower running.
The only other person in the locker room was a new rookie. ''McNally in there?'' Sam asked her.
''Yes,'' the rookie answered. ''She should be right out. Apparently someone spit on her.''
''I heard,'' Sam said. He sat down on the bench and waited for Andy to come out. Normally he would go into the shower stall, but that probably wasn't the right move with a curious rookie around.
After they got married Sam and Andy both got a pretty serious speech about how to behave around the barn. Apparently it wasn't that common that married couples were allowed in the same division. Sam thought the speech was a little hypocritical considering the fact that Frank was married to a T.O., but both Sam as Andy promised to be professional.
When Andy came out of the shower in a towel, the rookie quickly dismissed herself.
''I'm fine,'' Andy said as soon as she saw Sam sitting on the bench. ''Nothing to worry about. Just needed a shower. He seriously spit on my face. It was disgusting.''
''I heard you also got a door smashed against you. How are your ribs?''
''Fine,'' Andy quickly said. ''You seriously going to watch me get dressed? Aren't there any murder cases that need to be solved?''
''Let me see,'' Sam said. He stood up and started to tug on Andy's towel.
''Come on Sam,'' Andy said annoyed. ''You are being ridiculous right now. I'm fine. Go and annoy someone else.''
''Diaz says he thinks you need to get checked out. By the way you are avoiding me seeing your ribs I think I agree.'' Sam crossed his arms in front of his chest.
''Could you just go?'' Andy asked. ''I need to get back into uniform.''
''I'm pretty sure I know what you look like.'' Sam refused to leave. He wasn't going to let her go back onto the streets if she was hurt. They were having a stare off. After a while Andy sighed and dropped the towel.
''Happy?'' she asked.
Sam ran his fingers over Andy's ribs and when she flinched he took a step back. ''No argument, I'm taking you to the hospital. You could have a broken rib.''
''Sam, I'm fine,'' Andy insisted again. ''It's just a little sore now. As long as I'll keep moving, I'll be okay.''
''This is not up for discussion.'' Sam took Andy's clothes from her locker and held them in front of her. ''I'm going to tell Frank I'm going with you.''
''Don't be ridiculous,'' Andy pulled on some clothes, but couldn't help but wince as she was stretching. ''If anybody is going to take me to the hospital, it's going to be my partner. We have had this discussion. At work we are professional.''
When Sam saw it was hurting Andy to bend over, he helped her get her pants on. ''Okay,'' he agreed. ''As long as you go see a doctor.''
''Fine,'' Andy shortly replied. ''If it makes you happy.''
Sam gritted his teeth and shook his head. ''Yeah, I'm ecstatic,'' he sarcastically said.
''Perfect,'' Andy replied without emotion. She grabbed her badge and walked towards the door.
Sam quickly followed her. ''Diaz,'' he shouted towards the young officer. ''You take McNally to the hospital and report back to me.'' He heard Andy snort behind him, but he didn't even care.
Chris just nodded and waited for Andy to follow him. Sam watched them walk away and shook his head as he did it. He loved Andy, but he could really live without her stubbornness.
As Sam expected, it didn't take very long for Chris and Andy to return. Having a badge usually meant that you would get help pretty quickly. As soon as he saw Chris, Sam stood up. He walked out of the D's office. ''What did the doctor say?''
''She has two bruised ribs, she's in with Best right now,'' Chris told Sam. ''She didn't tell me before, but apparently the guy kicked her in the stomach as well. I don't understand how I missed that.''
Sam shook his head. It was typical Andy to leave that kind of information out. ''Doctor told her to go home?'' Sam asked.
''Yes. Also she needs to take tomorrow off and then desk duty for a week. She was not very happy.''
''I wouldn't expect her to be,'' Sam truthfully answered. ''Thanks for coming to me Diaz. You did the right thing.''
''I highly doubt that Andy agrees with that,'' Chris replied. ''She wasn't too happy with me.''
''She'll turn around,'' Sam promised. ''She always needs a little help remembering what is good for her.''
Chris nodded and checked his watch. ''Do you want me to take her home?''
Sam chuckled and shook his head. ''Let me do that. I can take the rest of the day so she'll have someone to be angry at.'' Chris didn't really know what to answer, so he just stood there. ''Go back to work Diaz,'' Sam said. ''She'll be fine.''
Sam waited for Andy outside of Frank's office. When she came out she just shook her head and didn't say anything. Sam knew she would go change, so he went inside Frank's office and told him that he was going home with his wife.
Sam had put in a lot of overtime in the last couple of weeks, so Frank was willing to let him go. ''Don't be too hard on each other,'' were Frank's words of advice.
It took Andy ten minutes to get out of the locker room. She still had her uniform pants on.
''Let's go,'' Sam said when she walked passed him.
The ride to the house was quiet. Andy's gaze was on the road, as was Sam's. They reached the house and made their way in.
''Did the doctor prescribe you any pain medication?'' Sam asked.
''Already took it,'' was Andy's short reply.
Sam sighed and ran a hand across his face. ''I was only worried about you,'' he defended his actions. ''And with good right. I know you would've never gone to the hospital. I was right, you are hurt.''
''You were right, is that what you want to hear?'' Andy asked, obviously mad.
''Why are you so mad at me?'' Sam asked. ''You would have done the same thing.''
Andy snorted. ''Why am I so mad? How about: 'You take McNally to the hospital and report back to me.' You treated me like I'm a teenager. I am your wife Sam.''
''You were being irresponsible and you know it.'' Sam took a deep breath. ''You were hurt and you were willing to just go back out there. Not only are you putting yourself in danger by that, you are putting your partner in danger too.''
''I know, I suck at my job,'' Andy quickly shot back. ''But I seem to remember one time where you were back at work two days after getting shot.''
Sam shook his head, not believing she was comparing those two situations. ''It was just a graze and I got the all clear from the doctor that time.''
Andy bit the insides of her cheeks to prevent herself from saying something she would regret. ''I'm going to bed.''
Sam didn't respond, but just sat down on the couch. He knew they would be fine. Right now they were both a little pissed. Time would calm them down.
As predicted Andy came back down an hour later. ''Can you help me?'' she asked quietly. Sam raised an eyebrow and Andy sighed. ''I'm in pain,'' Andy admitted. ''Can't get my pants off and they are uncomfortable, so I can't sleep with them on.''
Sam stood up and followed Andy upstairs. He helped her getting out of her uniform pants and helped her put on shorts. When he was done he pressed a kiss to her forehead. ''I was just worried about you,'' he told her.
''I know,'' Andy said. ''I'm sorry.''
''I know,'' Sam agreed. ''I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have gone behind your back.''
''Probably would have done the same thing,'' Andy admitted. ''I just hate it when I feel like other people are making decisions for me.''
Sam helped Andy in bed and sat down next to her. ''We are married Andy. We are suppose to make decisions for each other every now and then.''
''I know,'' Andy said again. ''That's why I'm apologizing. All though that 'you report back to me' comment really did suck. I wouldn't lie to you about what the doctor said.''
Sam nodded. ''Sorry,'' he said. ''You get to pick what we're going to eat, to make it up to you.''
''Meatloaf, Sarah's recipe,'' Andy quickly said.
''Wouldn't have guessed,'' Sam said with a smile. He quickly kissed Andy one more time and nudged her nose with his. ''I'll go get some groceries.''
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A/N: Just a filler chapter.
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