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Chapter twelve
A: N Disclaimer I do not own Rookie blue only I only own the story I am writing.
A: N 2: I thought I might explain something. I have a medical condition called Epilepsy which has given me a disability called intellectually impaired. I think that is what is called anyway. That is why sometimes I get confused which words or writing things the wrong way around. I am doing the best I can on here. Hopefully with more practice and patience with you guys, I will get better at writing this story. Thank you for the reviews and followers of my story so far.
A: N 2 Anyway here is the next chapter hope you all enjoy it
Sam sat on the couch in the lounge room of his apartment. He just sat there thinking. He didn't know what else to do. All he knew is that he felt like he had blown it with Andy. Hell, he knew he had blown it with her. He didn't want things to end with her like this. He didn't want this relationship to end at all. Not yet. Not when they are so happy together. Not when he was so happy with her.
But what was he meant to do? He was so stubborn at times. The last thing that he thought she would do would be resigned from the force. He thought maybe she would ask for a transfer, however her resign? However her resign? That surprised the hell out of him.
He sat there just thinking. He couldn't let her resign from a job she absolutely loved. No way. But the way things had ended, the way they just didn't talk to each other on the last day they worked together, the way she looked at him, there wasn't any way he could be in the same station with her at the moment, let alone be partnered with her.
He had known he had been a fool. A complete fool instead of talking to Andy about the way he was feeling, he had shut her out, like he always did. Instead of talking to Andy about the way he had felt, he had shut her out. Just like he had been on auto pilot, without even realising what he did it is what he had did. He sighed at himself for that.
He wasn't used to sharing his thoughts or feelings with people. He was used to sharing some of this feelings and thoughts with some people, sure. But he had always put a safe guard on it. He always made sure he didn't tell people too much about how he had felt about something. If he didn't tell people how he really felt, how things really affected him he couldn't get hurt, people couldn't use it against him. People couldn't talk about him behind his back. He was protecting himself his pride. Wasn't he? He sighed at that thought.
He had told people before how things really affected him. Why was Andy so different? Why couldn't he completely open himself up to her?
He wanted her to do that with him. Especially when it came to Andy's mother coming back into her life. He wanted to protect her from getting her by her mother again. He knew that deep down he wanted Andy to get to know her mother again, he just didn't want to see her get hurt again.
He knew he had done the wrong thing. He knew he didn't mean what he said to her that day. He really didn't. He knew she made him the happiest he had been in a long time. He knew she was it, the one, the person he was meant to be with. Sure there was the age difference , the fact he was more experienced in some parts of the job, maybe one day he will go to his dream job in Guns and Gangs, maybe he will go undercover again.
But at this very moment, he sitting down on his couch, with his head on his hands, none of that mattered to him right now. He didn't care about guns and gangs; he didn't care about going undercover again right now. All he cared about right now was her. Andy McNally. The person he was meant to be with.
He heard a knock on the door. He sighed and got up to answer the door. He wasn't in the mood for to talk to anyone. No matter who was at that door, he was going to tell them to bugger off. Come back another time. He opened the door.
What the hell did you do this time? Are you crazy? Oliver asked him as soon as Sam opened the front door.
A: N 2 and there is chapter Twelve. Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter.