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Healing

Prompt: What previous situation between Sam & Andy prompted their conversation in 2x04 where Andy talks about wanting to cheer Luke up. She tells Sam "And don't say porn." Sam responds with "I would have thought the poker…maybe a little porn."

Featuring: Sam and Andy

Takes place after 2x01.

After being shot outside the concert at Supernova Andy was forced to take a week off before she could be medically cleared for even desk duty. Plus, she had to see the department shrink, protocol after being shot, even if her vest caught the bullet.

Andy was lying on the couch of the condo she'd just moved into with Luke trying to find something good on TV. Typically she hated being stuck at home, but the way her ribs screamed in pain every time she moved, she couldn't complain too much. She just wished Luke had taken the day off to spend lazily with her, but he'd said he had a lot of work to do.

After flipping through the channels for several minutes, she decided there was absolutely nothing good on TV and she simply refused to watch any soaps. Maybe it was because that new detective Jo said that was what she had done when she'd been shot, but whatever, she wasn't getting sucked into some stupid daytime television show.

She laid her head back on the pillow and closed her eyes. Maybe she'd try and take a nap. It was at that moment her phone decided to start ringing. Regretting tossing it on the coffee table earlier, she painfully reached over for it. She let out a small groan as she answered the call and put the phone up to her ear. "Hello," she said painfully as her free hand rubbed gently over her bruises.

"You okay there McNally?" Sam's voice rang through the phone.

"I'm fine, Sam."

"Oh, so you just groaned in agony when you saw I was calling?" he teased, knowing from her voice that she'd been in some pain as she answered his call.

"Fine. I had to lean over to grab my phone and that just does wonders on bruised ribs." She wasn't mad at him, but did he really have to always know when she wasn't fine despite her protests to the contrary. "Were you calling for any particular reason?"

"Oh, yeah. I saw Callahan was working today and figured you were alone. Wanted to check up on you, see if you needed anything," he said.

"No, I'm – "

"Fine?" he interrupted.

Andy rolled her eyes, but she couldn't help but smile. "I wouldn't want to pull you away from patrol or anything."

"It's a slow day. I could get away with being unavailable for a bit." After a moment of silence, which he figured was Andy considering his offer, he continued. "Want me to bring over some lunch? Or Magazines? Maybe some porn?"

"Ex-excuse me?" she asked astounded. She wondered if she misheard him. "Did you just say porn?"

He tried to stifle his amusement at how flustered he made her with one word. "Well, you know, it's what Jerry and Oliver brought me when I took one in the vest a few years back. Thought it was some standard cop care package," he deadpanned.

"Uh, oh, ok, um…" Despite her allergy to silence, Andy was rendered speechless wondering if Sam was serious or just trying to get a rise out of her.

"Easy, McNally, how about I just bring over some lunch. You gotta eat right?"

"Um, yeah, okay, yeah, lunch."

Sam chuckled at how nervous she'd gotten and decided he might have to continue teasing her later. "I'll be over in about an hour."

"Okay. Thanks, Sam." Her words were quiet and she wasn't even sure they'd all come out before the phone call ended. She stared at her phone in disbelief. Had Sam just joked about porn with her? She flipped the blanket lying over her off to the side, suddenly finding herself too warm, and went back to trying to find something on TV to occupy her mind.

About an hour later, Andy heard a knock at the door. She sat up slowly, wincing in pain, and thought maybe she should've started her trek to the door as soon as she hung up with Sam. "Coming!" she yelled out.

Pushing herself off the couch, she pressed a hand to her ribs, wishing them to stop hurting with every movement. It took a few minutes, but she finally made it over to the door, unlocking it and opening it wide so Sam could enter. "Hey."

"I can see you're doing just fine," he said, his eyebrows quirking up to give her the look she knew all too well. The one that told her he knew she wasn't fine no matter how much she said it.

"Shut up. I didn't think it would hurt this bad. It didn't feel nearly like this last night," she quietly admitted. She shut the door behind him and pointed down the hall to direct him around the condo.

"Been there. Hurts like a bitch," he said, following her finger. "That's why they give you a week."

She shuffled behind him, tossing the blanket off the couch to make room for them to sit. "Yeah, well, it's boring."

"That's why I'm here." His smile, dimples on full display, lit up the room and Andy couldn't help but be thankful for the company since her own boyfriend had better things to do.

"Thanks," she said, a light blush creeping over her cheeks. She sat down gingerly and curled her feet under her while she watched Sam remove some items from one of the bags he brought. "What's that?"

"Your favorite," he said handing her a bowl of something warm. "Broccoli cheddar soup…" he said before pulling something else of the bag. "And a tuna sandwich."

"Mmm," she said, smelling the soup as she peeled off the lid. "You always remember."

"You do drag me there at least once a week when we're on patrol," he quipped. She rolled her eyes, but couldn't argue with him since he was right.

They began eating and chatting about what she'd missed at work in the few hours she'd been away. Sam put down his sandwich, so he could show Andy what else he brought with him.

"I brought a few other things I thought might help too." He pulled items out of another bag as he spoke. "Extra strength pain reliever, in case you run out. Some girl magazine." She smiled at the latest Cosmo he placed on her table. "Those flavored jelly beans you like so much." He tossed the candy toward her on the couch as she smiled. "Oh, and this book."

She nearly spit out the soup in her mouth when she saw the title. "Fif-Fifty Shades of Grey?"

"Heard it was porn for women or something like that," he said smirking.

Andy coughed, now nearly choking on her food. "Um…"

"Told you, it's all part of the standard care package," he deadpanned, picking up his sandwich again and taking a bite. He enjoyed making her flustered and he'd been completely successful today.

She was pretty sure she was turning 50 shades of red, what with the book placed right next to the magazine with a headline "The Top 10 Ways to Please Your Lover." She pushed out a cough, trying to find her voice again.

"Just something to keep you occupied while you're stuck at home…alone," he said, amused at her reaction.

"Uh, yeah, okay." She took a huge bite of her sandwich to prevent anything embarrassing from coming out of her mouth.

Sam smiled smugly, knowing he was going to tease her about the book the next time he checked up on her, and maybe again and again after that.

They continued eating and making small talk, and Andy was thoroughly glad Sam had stopped by. Even though she hadn't been on medical leave for even a full day yet, she realized she hated being alone.

By the time they finished lunch, Andy knew Sam was going to have to get back to work soon, but there was something she wanted to ask before he left. In a way she hated to ask this of him, and was even more embarrassed to bring it up given their earlier conversation about porn, but she really needed the help and Luke had left that morning before she had a chance to ask him. "Sam, uh, could I ask a favor? I mean, if you still have time left on your lunch."

"Anything you need McNally."

"Well, I need...I have this bandage around my ribs that I can't get wet. And well, I'm dying to take a shower, but I can't take it off and put it back on myself." She couldn't bear to look at him as she asked this, so she cast her eyes toward the floor. "Can you help? I promise I'll take a real quick shower so you can get back to work."

"Just tell me what to do," he said, not giving it a second's thought.

She lifted her sweatshirt up to the bottom edge of her sports bra and turned around. "Can you unwrap it? The edge should be right there," she said, looking over her shoulder to where Sam stood behind her now."

He had to force himself to keep his breathing steady as he began pulling the bandage off. As it was looped around her body, his arms had to circle her, which brought his face right next to her ear. She could hear his breath and felt the in and out spurts of it on her earlobe. The first time his hands brushed against her bare skin, he heard the hitch in her breath and it caused him to nearly lose it. Even in the briefest of touches, his fingers could feel how soft her skin was.

Andy began thinking how bad an idea this was to ask for his help when his fingers grazed over her skin. The brief touch sent electrifying jolts through her. Focused on forcing herself not to react to Sam's touches, she was oblivious to fact he was done, holding out the bandage for her to take. "Oh, thanks," she said, finally coming back to reality.

She headed toward the stairs that would take her to the bathroom. "I promise. I'll be quick."

While she showered, Sam cleaned up the mess from lunch. He checked his phone to make sure no one had been looking for him and since he didn't have any angry texts or calls from Frank, he figured he was still safe for a little while longer.

True to her word, Andy came back down the stairs not long after, wearing yoga pants and a different sweatshirt. Showering hadn't been too hard, but she almost drew blood biting her bottom lip hard as she put her sports bra on. There was just no way around that though. She couldn't ask Sam to help with that too.

"Thanks for waiting," she said as she handed him her bandage and lifted her sweatshirt. She saw Sam staring at her bruises, which were now a combination of brown and purple. "Hey, I'm lucky, okay," she said softly. "It got my vest."

"Yeah," he replied, not being able to muster much more of a voice. His mind started flashing back to when he first saw she'd been hit. The worry, the nervousness, the realization he couldn't live without her, even if he didn't have her.

He placed the bandage gently on her abdomen, holding it there with one hand while he wrapped the rest of it around her body with his other. Just like before, he couldn't possibly get much closer than he was right now, his cheek so close to her face he could smell the vanilla soap she'd used on her skin. He inhaled deeply, wanting to savor the scent of her as he continued to wrap the bandage around her body several times. "All set," he said when he was finished.

Andy pulled her sweatshirt down. "Thanks…for this, for lunch, for the company."

"No problem, McNally. Just wanna make sure my rookie is taken care off," he said, adjusting his radio and turning it back on.

She knew she wasn't really a rookie anymore, but never had the heart to argue with him when he called her his. "Have a good shift," she said as she walked him to the door.

"You need anything, call, okay?" He opened the door, but waited until she nodded before walking out. "See you around, McNally," he called out as he walked toward his cruiser.

"Bye Sam."

Once he left, Andy decided she had nothing better to do so why not at least check out the book Sam had brought. She'd heard about it, and never would've bought it herself, but seriously, what else did she have to do? She'd been bored out of her mind before Sam showed up.

She laid on the couch, propping herself up with pillows and opened the book. She was nearly through the first two chapters when her eyes grew heavy and she fell asleep, the book resting on her chest. Her dreams were inspired by what she'd just read, and she was surely going to be surprised when she woke up and realized her handsome former TO was the star of them and not the blond detective that was her boyfriend.