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Recap: Andy's playing poker with her dad, Oliver, and Sam in an effort to win Oliver's silence regarding the existence of her college-age boyfriend. While her dad is out of the room, Andy's behaviour could be considered somewhat inappropriate, including bribing Oliver for his silence and exchanging intense stares with Sam. Meanwhile, Sam develops an obvious curiosity where Andy is considered, wanting to know more about her, while simultaneously finding himself slowly being wrapped around her finger in the same way Oliver and her dad are… Andy ends up winning the poker game.

Andy retreats to the front hall to grab her books and iPod, then flops on the couch in the living room so that she's facing the dining room and can still see the guys playing poker.

Within half an hour of opening her math textbook she's snapping it shut again, tossing it on the coffee table along with her notebook containing all of her solutions. As she reaches for her history book, her cell phone buzzes; her boyfriend's name pops up on the screen. Smiling, she snatches it up. "Hey," she says.

"Hey babe," says the voice on the other end of the line. "Those guys still over?"

"Yeah, it's poker night," Andy explains.

"So you gonna come see me tomorrow night?"

"Uh, I can't tomorrow." Seeing both Oliver and Sam staring at her, she rolls her eyes.

"Alright, so what about the day after?" Tyler asks.

"I work 'til seven."

"So I'll pick you up after work and take you for coffee or something?"

"Umm, yeah," says Andy. "I guess so."

"Oh, and one of my buddies is having a party Friday night. I was thinking we could go," says Tyler. "It's at his parents' house – they're away for the weekend and they're pretty loaded, so…"

"Umm, yeah sure, could be fun," Andy replies, biting her lower lip.

"So you think you can give your old man the slip for a bit?"

Andy rolls her eyes again and laughs. "Yeah, I think I can manage."

"Alright, babe, well I'll see you in a couple of days."

"Uh huh," says Andy, hanging up the phone.

She can still sense eyes on her. "Hey dad," she says a little hesitantly at first. "I'm going to go for coffee with a friend Wednesday after work, okay?"

"Sure sweetie."

Andy smiles, her eyes turning to Oliver who looks suspicious. She silently dares him to question her. "And I'm going to hang out with Gail Friday night. I might stay over if it gets too late."

"Gail Peck?" asks Tommy.

"Yeah dad, that's the only Gail I know," she replies.

Sam looks at Oliver. He's heard about the Peck girl – she's just as bad as the rest of her family, maybe even worse. As he studies Andy, he's surprised to find that for the first time all night, he can read her, and she's most definitely lying. He glances at Tommy, but the man continues to reply without looking at his daughter.

"Sure sweetie."

Again, Andy smiles and stares at Oliver, giving a small shrug in response to his questioning look.

Wednesday after Andy finishes work…

She tilts her head to the left, letting her hair fall to the side, as she exposes her neck a little more. Her legs are starting to feel shaky and she can feel the warmth spreading through her. "Where are your keys?" she asks, pulling Tyler the rest of the way to his door.

Tyler breaks away from her for a moment, smirking as he pulls a keychain out of his pocket and fumbles to unlock the door as he kisses her neck again. As the lock slides open, he shoves his keys back in his pocket, then roughly pulls her to him, his hands immediately sliding down to the bottom of her skirt. Realizing he hasn't pushed the door open, he reluctantly removes one hand and raises it to the doorknob, which he quickly turns. Pushing the door open, he backs her into his room.

"You've got to be kidding me," Oliver says angrily.

Sam follows his friend's gaze and sees Andy and her boyfriend stepping into one of the rooms down the hall. As Oliver briskly walks down the hall towards them, Sam's eye widen. "You're not doing what I think you're doing, are you?"

"I'm not going to let that thing touch her," Oliver snaps, glaring at Sam.

He frowns. He's never seen Oliver this upset before. "Are you sure—"

"She's like family to me Sam," Oliver interrupts. "And that guy is a creep. He's going to hurt her."

Sam withholds a sigh and follows his friend. They'd come to the campus to respond to several noise complaint calls, and just happened to stumble across Tommy's rebellious daughter. That girl had trouble written all over her; he knew it from the second he first laid eyes on her. He shakes his head to himself. It isn't that he doesn't agree with Oliver – there's definitely something off about Andy's boyfriend – but he doesn't feel right doing this. He tries to rationalize things. It's to protect her, he knows that, and although he barely knows her, he doesn't want her to get hurt. Still, he thinks she's old enough to make her own decisions without having her father or her father's co-workers meddling with whom she sees and what she does. Nevertheless, he follows his friend without a word.

Oliver pounds on the door. No response. He pounds again, this time harder, and continues to pound until the door finally opens, revealing a shirtless Tyler.

"What?" says Tyler, clearly not impressed that they've been interrupted.

"Andy, get your stuff and get out here," says Oliver, staring at his feet in case she isn't decent.

"Hey man, chill," says Tyler. "We weren't doing anything wrong."

"She's a minor your moron," Oliver snaps. "If you touch her I can arrest you."

Andy gets off the bed, buttoning her shirt back up as she walks to the door. She pushes Tyler to the side a little. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Sam leans up against the wall in the hallway, wanting no part in this conversation.

"Do you have your things?" Oliver demands, ignoring her question.

"Seriously?" Andy says, hands on her hips.

"You're a minor Andy," Oliver reminds her. "And he… he's not worth it."

"You've got to be kidding me?" Andy says, laughing in disbelief. "I'm eighteen tomorrow. Do you really think a few hours is going to make a difference?"

"According to the law it does," Oliver replies, showing no mercy. "You haven't reached the age of majority; he has, and you even said he's in his final year of college… So, according to the criminal code, a person at or over the age of majority who has sex with someone who hasn't reached the age of majority can be considered guilty of statutory rape."

She opens her mouth, staring at him in horror. She can't believe what she's hearing. After grabbing her things, she storms out of the room, shoving past Oliver as she makes her way to the stairwell.

Meanwhile, Oliver shoves Tyler back into the room, then closes the door and follows in Andy's footsteps.

"Andy," Oliver calls out when he sees her walking in the opposite direction of their squad car.

"What?" she snaps, turning to look at him.

"Get in the car."

"No," she says angrily.

"Andy, get in the car now," Oliver says.

"You think you can just tell me what to do?" She laughs dryly. "As if you were so innocent when you were my age…" She lets out a frustrated sigh. "And you're not my father. You might be a cop, but I don't have to go anywhere with you."

"You're right, I'm not your father, but he would be doing the exact same thing right now if he knew you were here," Oliver replies.

"Just because he would doesn't mean you have the right to," she says, turning around again and continuing to walk away.

Oliver starts walking towards her, but Sam finally steps in and intervenes, putting a hand on his friend's shoulder as he walks by. "I've got this," Sam says. He has no idea what he'll say, but Oliver isn't making things any better so he figures he has to give it a shot. When he catches up to Andy, she glances at him, then turns her eyes back to the sidewalk.

"Don't tell me you agree with him?" she says.

"He means well," Sam replies. "And I do think that guy is going to hurt you. Oliver's just trying to protect you."

She rolls her eyes. "Maybe I don't need to be protected."

"So you really don't think your boyfriend is going to hurt you?" he asks slowly.

"Maybe he will, maybe he won't," Andy says, shrugging. "But if he hurts me, that's on me. I'll live, I'll learn."

Sam sighs. "What do you even see in him?"

Andy shrugs again. "Makes me feel good." Seeing Sam's expression, she adds, "About myself."

He hesitantly reaches out and grabs her arm, forcing her to stop. "Give me your phone."

She stares up at him. "Why?"

He holds his hand out, but doesn't answer right away.

Sighing, she pulls out her phone and hands it to him.

As he speaks, he punches his phone number into her phone. "I'm going to give you some advice whether you want it or not." He glances at her to make sure she's listening. "I've seen what guys like that do to girls... If you stay with him, you might be heading down a path you can't come back from. You might not see it now; you might not even see it until you're so deep that you don't know how to get out. I promise you though, nothing good is going to come from staying with him, but it is your choice. Just don't do anything you're not comfortable with, no matter what he says or no matter how he makes you feel. Just use your head, and if you need help, call me."

Andy looks up at him for a moment before turning her eyes back down to the sidewalk. "Yeah," she says quietly, nodding. When nothing else is said, she turns and starts walking again.

"McNally," he calls out, watching as her shoulders slump slightly.

"Yeah?" she says, turning back to face him.

"Oliver's my partner, so I have to back him up," Sam says. "And it's been a really long day, our shift is ending, and I just want to go home, but he's not going to let this go until you let us drive you."

"Seriously?" she says, though she knows it's true. The last thing she wants is to be stuck in a car with Oliver after what he's done. "Fine," she says after a long moment. "But you owe me."

Sam smiles slightly. "Thank you."

He walks side-by-side with her to the car, thankful that Oliver had the sense to get in before they reached it. He opens the back door for her, closes it once she's in, then gets in the passenger side.

"We're dropping by the station first," Oliver says.

Andy stares out the window, but says nothing.

When they arrive at the station, Andy follows them inside. It's been awhile since she's been there so her eyes start wandering, not realizing that Oliver had stopped. She runs right into him, groaning upon the impact. He looks her over once, then says, "Stay here. We'll be ten minutes max."

"Yes sir," she says, giving him a mock salute.

He shakes his head, keeping his mouth shut until they hit the men's changerooms. "You think I'm wrong, don't you?" he asks his friend.

Sam shakes his head. "I get it, you're trying to protect her."

"But she just doesn't get it," Oliver says. "She's a smart girl and she works so hard, but she's had a rough go of things since her mother left, and she's been trying to fill the void in all of the wrong ways."

Sam shrugs. "She's young, she's just trying to figure things out."

"Yeah, but she can do so much better than that guy, she just doesn't seem to realize that... And she's just so oblivious to the way people look at her."

Sam frowns, but says nothing.

"Don't tell me you didn't notice she's a good looking girl?" Oliver says, forcing out a small chuckle.

Sam shrugs. He'd noticed, but he wasn't quite sure what Oliver was trying to get at. Being an attractive girl could garner more attention from guys and mean she potentially had more options, but a lot of them were bound to be just as bad as her boyfriend.

Oliver sighs. "She's so unaware of it, and that creep is trying to take full advantage of the fact. It makes me sick."

They finish changing out of their uniforms, then lock up their guns and go to find Andy. At first they don't see her, but the sound of her laugh directs them to the bullpen where she's sitting behind one of the desks talking to a few of the guys around her. Sam and Oliver exchange glances.

"Alright boys, back to work," says Oliver. "Leave McNally's daughter alone."

The officers hesitate.

"She's seventeen," Oliver says sharply.

The expression on their faces shifts, and the men quickly scatter, leaving Andy looking alone and rather annoyed.

Once they're outside and heading towards Sam's truck, she says, "You know, that was kind of rude."

Oliver turns to look at her. "What was?"

"Interrupting like that and dragging me out of there. They were telling me a story."

"They were flirting with you," Oliver says. "And I'm not in the mood to have to deal with that later on either. Not to mention, I'm sure your father wouldn't be too thrilled with the idea of his co-workers hitting on his teenage daughter."

She laughs. "They weren't flirting with me, and I'm not a kid anymore so..."

"Yes, they were," Oliver argues. "And you are still a kid Andy."

She looks from Oliver to Sam, a blush creeping into her cheeks upon realizing that Oliver may have been right. After a moment of silence, she argues, "Just because a guy talks to me doesn't mean he's flirting with me… and even if they were, is it really that bad? You clearly don't like Tyler, so aren't those guys better?"

Oliver stops and turns to look at her. He opens his mouth, but immediately shuts it.

"Seriously, not every guy that talks to me wants to sleep with me."

"Alright, so name one guy who hasn't shown any indication of wanting to sleep with you," Oliver says. "And it can't be anyone you consider family."

Andy frowns, tilting her head slightly as she thinks. She typically gets along well with guys, until they get a little too friendly and cross the friend's line. Surely there's someone though. Her eyes fall on Sam. "Him."

Sam looks up, his eyebrows raised. He already told her what he thought, so he's been trying to stay out of the conversation now, even if he has been listening to every word. As he looks at her now, he feels really bad for her. Oliver's right – she really has no idea how gorgeous she is and apparently she hasn't had much luck with guy friends if she's resorting to saying he's one person who wouldn't want to sleep with her. Yeah, she's young, naïve, and currently still a minor, but if she was at least a few years older and he was single… and if she wasn't Tommy's daughter, then if offered the opportunity, he likely wouldn't refuse. But she is too young especially given he's now 23, he isn't single, and she is Tommy's daughter. Again, he feels bad for her. She's a smart girl, but she's more than a little clueless about how men perceive her. It makes him think that maybe Oliver isn't wrong to be so harsh with her – it's likely either Oliver's lectures, or learning the hard way one day, although he isn't so sure it won't be both. Snapping out of his thoughts, he stares at her with schooled features, but says nothing.

Oliver looks at Sam, then back at Andy, shaking his head. "Get in the truck."

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