Hey guys! I'm sorry it took soooo long for me to translate this chapter, I hope you're not mad at me and that you'll still find it interesting! Life just got crazy, school was crazy, and then I spent a month in France so now I have to work twice as hard, anyway!

I wanted to do something different for this chapter! I already wrote a post-episode on this episode (it was a French fic though, "The good choice" if you guys are interested, maybe I could translate it when I have time, just let me know!) and I didn't want to repeat myself sooo… I'll just let you find out the different P.O.V for this chapter! I hope it won't get to confusing!

The genre would be more Friendship/Romance if I had to pick one! Enjoy! I'll see you all at the end! ;)

Wanna have a drink? Need a ride home?

No… Actually, what do you know about plumbing?

I sighed, still trying in vain to open the bottle of Aspirine. I think that turning me into a fool that couldn't even open a bottle of medicine was his only goal this morning. I could tell that Sam was really beginning to lose his patience and I turned the lid even harder, but it had really decided to make me look weak.

"Come on." He said impatiently, crinkling his eyebrows to show me how much his head was hurting after the... well let's say after our little poker game where the drinks flowed freely.

"I'm working on it. I'm working on it." I answered still focusing my attention on the small plastic bottle.

"All right. Gimme... gimme that. Gimme." He said frustrated, violently taking the bottle from my hands.

I rolled my eyes; Sam could be so impatient sometimes. We had been working together for an important amount of years now, and this detail about him was still annoying me, and he knew that. Me? I was the one that never ran anywhere; everything was always relax and calm, while Sam, on the other side, was one to jump around everywhere and he didn't have the patience to wait for anything.

Jerry arrived at the same moment and I looked at him, the memory of yesterday night coming back to me. Jerry, out of money, had decided to bet his moustache and his beard.

"Ah, Detective barber." Sam said, suddenly seeming a lot healthier than a few seconds before.

"Wow, look at that face, that baby face. I finally feel like. I'm seeing the real you." I added on a humoristic tone while I couldn't stop myself from laughing at him.

"Okay, shut up, and I'm never playing poker with you clowns again." He said, looking really mad after what happened yesterday.

"Aw. Just bring more money next time so we don't have to bet your facial hair." Sam replied with a sarcastic smile on his face.

I had to admit that it was a pretty good revenge. Last time we played poker, Jerry had taken Sam for about 400$ I remembered. At least now Sam had the impression to be more even with the guy after last night's game. And well, I knew that Jerry wasn't the kind of guy to be upset very long.

Nash chose this very moment to walk past us, admiring Jerry's new style. I smiled discreetly, telling myself that maybe Jerry wouldn't be mad at all for this sudden change of facial hair. If Tracy thought it was nice? Yeah he'd probably end thanking us for this!

I shook my head from left to right, there wasn't any rule saying that rookies couldn't date detectives, but hey, you never know how those things are going to end up. I just hoped that the entire division wouldn't have to suffer the consequences if they went through a bad breakup.

The morning was passing relatively quickly given the amount of paperwork that I had to do. I was a few week behind because I didn't like losing my time with those papers, so I had just 'forgot' to do them, well more like post bound it. Today seemed like a good day to do it as my small – in fact not that small – headache wouldn't leave me really concentrated on street work.

I had just finished my lunch and I was about to get back to work when Sam's cellphone rang. He had the most horrible ringtone; it was really loud and the beats of whatever instrument it was made my head pound even harder than it already was.

"Sammy, you gotta change that ringer, man. It's deadly." I finally said while putting my hands on my face, trying to supress the aggressing noise.

"Yeah" He said before answering the phone. "What?" He answered on a harsh tone.

I asked myself internally to whom he would have answered like that. I had my doubts about who was on the other side of the line and I waited while he answered the question of whoever was on the phone.

"I thought you were with Callaghan." He continued.

Ahh, 'that must be McNally', I said to myself, noting the impatience in his voice. Not hearing anything now, I figured that she was probably doing one of the monologues in which she was an expert. Even on a normal day, Sam still had limited patience for this kind of stuff, I couldn't even begin to know how he was feeling right now.

"McNally, I already have a headache" he said with an impatient voice.

I laughed on my side of the room while my doubts were proved right. This girl was beginning to be a pro in the art of annoying Sam Swarek by putting herself in the worst possible situations. But I had to admit that she also was the only one able to make him smile with that large-heartfelt-dimple-smile that he wasn't using a lot with other people.

I sighed making my chair turn on a whole 360 degrees, trying in vain to hear what she was saying on the other side of the line. She was probably trying to explain what she wanted him to do, and I knew really well the way she was doing it. It never failed to piss off Sam.

"The doctor said? The doctor is not a cop. Where's Callaghan?" He continued as I could almost see him frown while only hearing his voice.

Andy had this way of explain things with a lot of details, and sometimes – almost all the time – totally unnecessary details. She also took a lot of time to explain things, and that had always annoyed Sam.

"And I care because, uh…"

I was still finding it really funny to see, and to hear, those two bickering about almost everything, every day. I had to say that it made some of my shifts a lot funnier and less long, but I was sure that Sam wasn't quite feeling the same way about this.

"All right, all right. All right. Calm down. What do you need?" He said after what seemed like a weighty argument. Running his hand across his face, he sighed.

A moment passed as Sam listened to her request and I heard him answer before he lowered his cell phone, watching it with a stunned look, just like he would have if it had suddenly become pink and shiny.

I had torn off my eyes from the papers I was pretending to read, and I looked at him for a moment, really wondering what she had just ask him.

"Ah. Yeah." He said to his phone without even bringing it back to his ears before answering.

He hung up and I gave him a look, silently asking him what had just happened. He shook his head, and swept through the air with the back of his hand, just like he couldn't talk about it without worsening his headache.

I shrugged, knowing that McNally was probably just doing the thing that she did the most often: get in trouble. I turned back to my papers; after all, Sam and Andy were always able to work it through anyway.

I was getting back from the bathroom when I saw Sammy and McNally talking in the hallway. Without getting to close them I tried to hear what they were talking about. I was really too curious about those kind of things.

"Well, I should really go with you." I heard Sam say before she assured him that she would be okay.

She continued; talking quickly about something that she had screwed up and that she needed to fix. I was under the impression that Sam was in a better mood than a few hours ago, but then she asked to borrow the keys to his truck.

Sam and his truck… Even when I asked him to borrow it, it was always a big deal! But it seemed like Sam had made his mind about giving her the keys because he just lent them to her. I saw him look at the ceiling while muttering something about the brakes being touchy before telling her to be careful.

I finally decided to take a step further toward him while he was walking to his office.

"Hey, pal, I thought, uh, Callaghan had your rookie today." I told him, trying to find out information on what had just happened.

"Yeah, well, Callaghan's busy. He simply answered.

"Oh." I said nodding.

I looked at him during a few seconds, knowing that it was way more than that. Sam would've never lent her his truck – even under torture – if he didn't trust her, at least a little.

"What? I'm helping her out" He said on a detached tone.

"Yeah yeah yeah." I said before going back to my paper work.

That night, when I got out of the police station, I was surprised to see Sam still in the parking lot. I thought that he had already gone home, but there he was, backed against the front of his truck, arm crossed and he looking spaced out. I walked slowly toward him before asking if he was coming to the Penny with us.

"Unh-unh" he simply said, shaking his head from left to right with a tired laugh.

"Oh, so you're still feelin' it? Yeah, yeah, yeah."

Sam smiled to me, agreeing with what I just said.

"Hair of the dog, my friend. It's the only cure." I told him while putting a hand on his arm.

"Yeah, yeah. No." He said laughing. "I'm just waitin' for my keys. And you, my friend, ought to go straight home and go to bed." He added while I was stretching my back.

He was right to tell me this, I was almost sleepwalking and a good night of sleep wouldn't hurt me. I looked at him, realising that he was always taking care of everyone even if he had some 'bad boy' looks.

"Yeah, yeah. You're taking care of everybody today." I said.

I turned back from Sam to see Andy who was slowly walking toward us. I suddenly had the feeling that I should repeat to Sam what I had already told him but in a more concrete way.

"Are you, uh, are you waiting for your rookie?" I said while lowering my eyes to the ground, putting my hands into my pockets before looking back at him.

"No, I told you. I'm waiting for my keys." He repeated, trying to look convincing.

However, I had known him for a lot of time; I could see clear in his head and behind his excuses. Even if he was denying it, I knew that there was some kind of attraction between him and the young women.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You know, uh, Sammy, training officers and rookies... Can't..." I tried to articulate awkwardly.

Yeah, I knew what the rules said, but honestly? I didn't really want to reprimand Sam. I hadn't seen him serious with anyone for years, and of course the one that he wanted had to be off limits!

"I'm gonna go. I'll be at the penny. If you... Want to... yeah, anything." I finished while Andy came even closer to us.

"All right." He told me, giving a small tap on my shoulder before I walked away.

"Yeah, goodnight." I only said before walking towards my car.

I waved to Andy and got away slowly, still curious to hear what they were going to say to each other. I unlocked the doors and got in before closing the door behind me. I couldn't hear their conversation anymore, but I still had quite a good view on them.

Waiting a few more seconds, I saw them talking. I guessed that she was talking about what had happened with Callaghan today and I could clearly tell by the look on her face that something was bothering her. I understood that Sam had offered her to have a drink or to drive her home.

That was totally him! Telling me that he was going straight home; then asking Andy out for a drink. Of course I understood that it wasn't exactly the same and I had to admit that Sam had rather good taste; Andy was an attractive young women and I was secretly wishing for something to happen between them.

After all, Sam really deserved to be happy, and if McNally was the one able to make him, well then 'screw the rules' I told myself before looking up at the scene that was unfolding in front of me.

They had taken a step towards the other; I saw that my friend had put his hand on Andy's cheek and he was giving her a comforting full-dimple smile. I smiled alone in my car, imagining quite well what he could be telling her. I saw the young woman smile in return, after all, who could resist Sam smile? I said to myself, smiling along with them.

Andy got up on the tip of her toes and she laid a small kiss on Sam's lips and he quickly slipped his hands behind her back to hold her against him.

I was still smiling but I had a small thought for the rules. It immediately fled away when I saw Andy slipping her arms around my friend's neck. I wasn't 20 years old, and I had seen a lot of people kissing, yet there was something more in the embrace that was happening just in front of my eyes.

The way Sam was holding her really surprised me. He was cuddling her gently against him, just like he was afraid that she might break under his touch, but at the same time, I could really feel all the emotion and the passion behind this small gesture.

Even if Sam didn't want to acknowledge this to anyone, not even to himself, I knew him well enough to know that it wasn't just a fling. I had gone through a lot of thing with him, getting to know him and seeing him act around women, but I had never saw someone able to make him happy or for whom he cared as much as the woman in his arms. He would figure it out someday, but I already knew that he was emotionally involved with his rookie.

I looked at him for a few more seconds; his hand was now on Andy's face, softly caressing her cheek with his thumb. His actions were so sweet that I suddenly felt like I was intruding on them. Screw the rules, those two were meant to be together, I finally established and after throwing them one last glance, I put my keys in the ignition of the car and I drove off into the night.

So what did you think? I just LOVE Oliver you know! I love him so very much! And this scene at the end of episode 6 just has me smiling every time I watch it! Anyway! I hopeit made sens! I thought it would be great to do something from Oliver's P.O.V. And I know it would've probably been another Hurt/Comfort if I hadn't done it! I just wanted to be a little original! Still let me know if you want me to translate the other fic! And if I have enough requests I will!

On the other hand, I would really like you to tell me what your thoughts on this chapter are since it was really different! So please tell me! :)

I'll try to update soon, and since I have still 3 weeks before school starts I should be able to do it!