This one was fun, but tough for me to keep them in character for some reason. Hope you all enjoy! Please review and let me know what you think. :)

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Faking It

Prompt: The missing moment between Sam & Andy after the 1x13 season finale, or anytime between 1x13 & 2x01 (I went with immediately after).

Featuring: Sam & Andy

After giving her statement about what happened at the Mermaid Lounge, Andy was brought back to the station so she could change out of her Edie outfit before going home. She had just finished getting into her own clothes when she heard Sam's laughter fill the air from outside the locker room door. She thought back to being in the car on the way to the warehouse when she heard that shots were fired and someone was dead. For the several minutes it took to reach the building, Andy's heart was in knots thinking it was Sam; that she'd sent him to his death with her idea that Angel take one of them with him to get the drugs.

The relief that washed over her when she saw it was Angel, not Sam, who had been hit, was like nothing she'd ever felt before. Her heart stopped thudding and threatening to burst out of her chest, and resumed a normal beating pattern. The tension throughout her body began to relax and her mind started forming coherent thoughts again.

And now, even though she knew Sam was okay, she had to see him again, to remind herself he wasn't dead, he wasn't hurt. She looked down at Luke's jacket that he had lent her while she waited outside of the warehouse and decided to use it as an excuse. She picked up the jacket and headed to the men's locker room, where she was pretty sure Sam had gone.

"Hey," she said when she saw him sitting on the bench in front of his locker.

He looked up, seeing that she'd changed into her own t-shirt and jeans, slightly disappointed she was no longer wearing the insanely sexy Edie outfit that hugged every one of her curves. He may have been sick over the way Angel told her 'she wore it well,' but the statement had been 100 percent true. He swallowed thickly, trying to force the images out of his head. "Hey."

With no one else around, silence engulfed the room as they stared at each other. He noticed the jacket she was holding. "Callaghan's not in here," he said, turning back to face his locker.

"I know, I wasn't looking for him…I, uh…were you scared?" she asked him.

Sam rummaged through his locker for a moment before looking at her again. "Uh, no, you had my back."

"Oh." She fidgeted with the jacket she held in her hands. "I was…scared, I mean."

"From what I heard, you had every reason to be with a gun pointed at you," Sam replied, having gotten a quick rundown from Noelle about what happened after he left Andy.

"No," she said shaking her head vehemently. "No, for you. I was scared they were going to kill you."

"But you had my back. You made sure that didn't happen," he said, standing. "Thank you."

Andy cast her eyes to the floor, blushing. "I got us into the mess. First, arresting Gabe. Then again when I suggested Angel take one of us to the drugs. If I hadn't - "

"We wouldn't've gotten the bust," he said, interrupting her. "McNally, you were smart. You acted like a cop. You had your partner's back, just like I had yours. And we're all going home tonight," he said, closing his locker. He had meant what he said in the car before they walked into the Mermaid Lounge when she'd finally admitted she was scared.

"I'm tired of feeling like I'm never ready, I mean really ready, for anything. I'm constantly faking," Andy admitted, realizing this was the first time she was honest with someone about these feelings.

"McNally, listen to me," Sam ordered. "I've been with you since you started and I've seen how far you've come. And I'm telling you right now, there's nobody I'd rather go through that door with, nobody. So, if you can't trust yourself on that, you can trust me. Cause you're ready."

While his speech was reassuring, she was still nervous to walk through the doors of the club. "Okay, I'm terrified," she said.

"Of course you are, that's what makes it fun," he replied. With a simple joke and the sound of his chuckle, Andy was suddenly significantly less stressed than she was moments ago. She could only respond with a smile as they got out of the car.

Sam knew she was ready for the undercover assignment and she proved him right once they walked into the club. He was impressed at how quick on her feet she'd been, thinking of a way to keep the deal going even when Angel didn't bring the drugs. And not only that, she'd made sure he got his gun back before walking out the door. That alone, helped save his life when he entered the warehouse.

Andy took a couple of tentative steps closer to Sam as he picked up his duffel bag. "Thank you for believing in me. Uh, you know, for trusting me to back you up tonight."

"Meant what I said earlier. No one I'd rather have watching my back," he told her.

She thought back to their conversation and how she admitted to him she felt like she was never ready and 'faking it' as a cop. But as she thought about how scared she had been for Sam tonight, she wondered if she wasn't faking it in other aspects of her life. "Sam – " Andy was interrupted, preventing her from being honest with Sam and herself, when the door burst open.

"Andy, there you are!" Luke said.

She closed her eyes for a moment before turning around. "Yeah, I, uh, have your jacket. Thought, uh, you might be in here," she said, fumbling around her words as she came up with an excuse for why she was there. She didn't need another argument with Luke about Sam.

Sam's eyes widened, but otherwise tried not to show his surprise at her lie.

"Oh, I was just in my office. Come on, I'll drive you home," he said, reaching a hand out in her direction.

She glanced back toward Sam, who stood there silently watching. "I'm…I'm really glad you're okay, Sam. Goodnight."

"Night, McNally."

Andy reluctantly walked over to Luke and placed her hand in his, so he could lead her out to his car. Sam watched her leave before following the same path.