I'm sorry for being out for so long. I'm really trying to write two stories every week, but it isn't really working. I wrote two once, but than I forgot to write the next week. But I'm going to get back. I promise. And if I take a break again, don't hesitate to remind me of that promise, I have to write.

So the next one is about 2x06 In Plain View and it's What if Andy called Sam.

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"You reached detective Callaghan, please leave a…" Andy already hung up. Even if Luke had answered it, she'd have hung up. She knew she didn't want to talk to him, she just wanted to hear him say nothing happened. So instead she called the person who was on speed dial 2, after her father. The person who, she realized now, would always be there for her, Sam Swarek. He already answered after two seconds.

"Andy?"

"S-Sam," she cried.

"Andy, what's wrong?"

"He, he was at the Edinboro Hotel."

"Luke? So?"

"You know what, never mind."

"No, Andy wait. He wasn't there with you, was he? Jo?"

Andy nodded, but realized Sam couldn't see that. "Yes,"

"Bitch!"

"What?" Andy shouted.

"No, not you, Jo. Hey listen, I'm with Traci, and she wants to know what's wrong. Can I tell her?"

"Is Traci there? Can you get her on the phone?" Andy knew she wasn't going to sleep at Luke's tonight, so she wanted to ask Traci if she could sleep at her place.

"She's driving, actually. We can come over if you want?"

"No thanks, that won't be necessary. I'm o-

"Ouch, you bitch!" Andy heard Jo shout.

"I'm sorry, I had to do it, for Darryl and me, for us." Dena came out of the motel room, whispering she was sorry, and that she had to do it, for Darryl and her.

"Well, actually, Sam, I think I'm going to need backup in here. Can you come over?" she said, and she ran to Dena.

"Dena!" Andy shouted. She tried to stop Dena from running away, but it was easier said than done.

"Dena, please let me talk to you, I promise I won't stop you, if you just let me talk, ok?" Dena hesitated, but eventually nodded.

"Look, I know you're going to Darryl's place, right? You can't believe what he did to those girls, you can't believe he did that." Andy stopped for a moment before she continued. "You know, I just found out that my fiancé cheated on me. I can't believe he did that. You know with who?" Dena shook her head. "The woman you just hit."

"Detective Rosati?" Dena started laughing.

"Don't laugh at me!" Andy said.

"I'm sorry, I'm just nervous. I don't know if I should go to Darryl. I can't believe he did that, but I don't think you guys would take me to a motel room and fly my to my family if he didn't. I don't know where to go."

"Yeah, me neither. You know what, why don't we discuss this inside, okay?" Dena nodded.

"Jo! Are you okay?" Andy called.

"What do you think?"

"Dena? Could you get a towel?"

"You know Andy, I really shouldn't be here. I have to go to Darryl."

"Dena, listen to me. You will end up like those other girls. I won't let that happen!"

Dena shook her head. "No, Darryl wouldn't do that. Someone else hurt those girls. If he did it, he would be in prison."

"He should be. Are you going to give him that? Are you going to be the fourth girl who's getting him in prison?"

Dena closed the door and shook her head. "Now, will you help me and get a towel?"

She nodded. "I don't need help." Jo said. "Go call your boyfriend or something." She said to Andy.

"Fine, you know, I've got absolutely no reason to help you. I was just trying to be nice, but right now, I'm done playing nice. Go help yourself!" Andy left the room, and as soon as she was outside she saw a police car driving onto the parking lot. She was glad Traci was riding with Sam today, they were the two people she needed now. Traci ran to her and hugged Andy.

"How are you?" she asked.

"I'm fine.. You know… I'm not fine." Traci nodded.

"Have you got a place to stay tonight?"

"Not really, I can go to my father, but I don't really want to bother him. I think I'm going to get a motel room."

"No, no way, you're staying at my place tonight. I'll rent some comedies, get popcorn, we'll make it fun."

"Actually, I just want to sleep."

"Sure," Traci nodded. She was such a good friend.

"Where's Sam?" Andy asked. Traci pointed at the door.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Andy heard Sam shout. She assumed he was with Jo. Andy stayed there and listened. She knew Traci was right behind her, but Traci didn't say anything. He heard Sam yell at Jo, and Jo talking like nothing happened, as always.

"You hurt Andy, don't you see that?"

"It's not like that, you don't know what it's like."

"You know," Sam started talking more softly now, "I do know what it's like. But do you see me taking Andy away in front of Callaghan's eyes? Even if I could, I wouldn't go so low. You just did."

"It again is not like that, if you had the chance, you would. Believe me."

"Okay, maybe I would, but I didn't. You did. Just get out of here. Nash and I will stay here." Sam walked towards the door and looked at Andy, than at Traci.

"What makes you think you can just take over my case?" Jo spitted.

"Well, since you lost your case, I think I can. McNa… Nash! You let her get away?"

"Sam, don't do that, it's my fault, I should've seen it."

"No, it's not your fault. Anyway, we lost a major witness. Again. So are we going to stay here and chat? Nash, you take detective Rosati here to the hospital, I think she might need stitches."

"No I don't." Jo said.

"Yes, you do." Sam looked at her hostile.

"And after that, go back to the station and ask if you can help out there, okay?"

Traci nodded. "Yes sir." She hugged Andy again and took Jo to the car.

"It's nothing, just take me back to the station." Jo kept saying. "I'll drive."

"No, you can't, you have to keep putting pressure on the wound."

Jo sighed, but got into the car anyway. "And you and me," Sam started, "We're going to get a hamburger, we'll sit there, watch the people who come in, what awful clothes they were. Wait, I bet they say the same about us… Ah, at least we don't have a choice."

"You do, you could've become a.. shop assistant for example."

"Would you actually go to a shop where I was shop assistant?"

"Hm, good question. Actually, you don't have a choice." Andy laughed. She was laughing. Sam made her laugh. Before she could even realize what she was doing, she hugged him.

"Thank you,"

"For what?"

"Making me laugh."

"Your welcome."

"And thank you for being here,"

"I'm there when it matters." He smiled at Andy. She thought about that. He was there for her when her father was a suspect, he'd been there when she shot someone. He was there when she got shot. He was there when Luke was shot. He was there for her now.

"You are," Andy smiled back at him.

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