There you go! :D I know that it took me long enough to update, but real life got crazy with school and everything, but I was at my cabin last week and I decided to translate some of my chapters! :) Uhuh! I like this one! You'll see, but Sam's sentence "It was what it was" was really pissing me off, so I took care of it! It's a neutral POV this time, a small Angst like I like to do it! I hope you like it! :)

And I would really like to thank you all for the amazing reviews and for the overwhelming response I got for the last chapters. You're all amazing! :) THANK YOU!

Ohh and one last thing, I just LOVE this sentence that Noelle says in the beginning of the episode.

Bounce in your step, twinkle in your eyes, if I didn't know any better, I'd swear you were in love.

Andy got up and told her friends she would be back before getting up and walking across the bar, looking for Luke as she went. She was so concentrated that she didn't see the hand that was reaching for her and she jumped a little as he forced her to stop. She turned around, looking at the person who had stopped her.

"Hey, wait." Sam said as he looked at her. "Hey" He continued when she had stopped in front of him.

"Hey" Andy answered her tone much colder than the one she was usually using with her partner.

He looked at her for a second, not knowing how to start as she was looking everywhere except at him. She looked impatient and even if he didn't want it to, it still affected Sam.

"It took a lot of guts, reporting a Vice Squad guy like that. Yeah" He said on a tone he tried to keep friendly. "I'm sorry I didn't believe, um, I'm sorry I didn't listen to you before." He finally told her, stepping over his ego to tell him what he just did.

"Me too." She simply said her voice still colder that he would've liked.

"No, Andy." He said, keeping her with him when she tried to go.

She stopped before looking back at him, raising an eyebrow. He looked at her for a few seconds, still not saying anything, although he had so much to say. He would apologize a thousand times if it meant she would look at him in a different way.

"You were right okay, it was what it was." She told him rudely, using the same words he had told her a few hours earlier.

Those words where hurting a more when she was the one saying them though. Like if hearing it from her mouth made them real, because he never really thought they were true.

Sam had come into the station this morning with two coffees and the firm intention of having a real conversation with her. He didn't want what happened the night of the blackout to be only a one-time thing. He had been waiting for this for few weeks when it finally happened, and she just left like that without saying a word, leaving him wanting more.

He wanted to tell her that it wasn't true, that it wasn't just that, he wanted so badly to tell her that when the day started, he hoped that there could be something between them. Sam didn't want just a couple of minutes of kisses and caresses with no tomorrow. But then Callaghan had come and told him that Andy wanted to go to his fishing cabin and suddenly all his good intentions went to hell.

After throwing away the extra hot, no sugar with a lot of milk coffee, he had promised himself he would stop thinking about Andy like he had in the last couple of weeks. However, he had to admit that it wasn't really working. He opened his mouth, wanting to tell her any of that but the door opened a few feet in front of her and Andy turned to see Luke come in.

He silently sighed and took the liberty of looking at her for a few more seconds before finally accepting it.

"Have a nice trip." He said simply, trying to put on the most sincere look he could manage even if he would've given anything to be at Callaghan's place tonight.

She thanked him and walked toward Luke, greeting him quickly. He looked at her for a moment, taking in her tired look before asking her if she was thinking of cancelling tonight.

"Luke, can I talk to you for a minute?" She asked him, pointing the bar door with the back of her hand.

"Absolutely" He told her as he opened the door, putting his hand on the small of her back as she took a step outside.

She stopped a few yards further and waited for him to join her, crossing her arms in front of her, looking at the sky that was light up by the buildings and the cars in the streets away from them.

"What is it?" He asked worriedly.

Looking at her feet for a small instant Andy wondered which answer she could possibly give him. This day had been exhausting and the last thing she wanted was to do an hour and a half of car to go spend the night in a cabin with a certain man, while she had thought about another all week long.

"Luke, I don't really think I want to go." She started without risking herself to look at him in the eyes. "I mean, I thought it would be a good idea when you asked me, but I had a really long day and I think I would like it better if we spent the night at your place." She added as she was still avoiding his look.

His cellphone ringtone interrupted her and she finally looked at him. She told him to take the call and he quickly answered. She heard him talk about a case that wasn't done yet and about how they found some so-called incredible evidence. He nodded and told them he was going to be there in twenty minutes before hanging up.

"They just found the murder weapon and the prints of our principal suspect are on it." He explained her without asking for her opinion.

"Oh, I can go back to my place, I'm exhausted anyway." She told him, trying to seem detached.

"Andy, I would've told them no if you still wanted to go to my cabin." He told her on a sweet tone. "I can still call them back and say I won't come in." He quickly added as he saw the look on her face.

"No, it's okay, I get that it's important, we'll spend the night together tomorrow." She assured him with a smile.

Luke asked her one last time if she was really okay with it before kissing her so quickly she thought she dreamed it, leaving her alone in the middle of the parking. Weighing her option, she decided to go back inside; tequila would surely help right now.

Pushing the heavy door, she walked toward the bar, trying to lay low so her friends wouldn't see her. She asked the barman for a drink and he brought it to her a couple of minutes later. She was contemplating it with a distracted look and she saw from the corner of her eyes that someone was sitting next to her but she didn't look up, still looking at the liquid in her glass.

"Let me guess, Callaghan had a call from the office?" Asked Sam who was now sitting on the stool at her right.

Andy nodded without even bothering to look at him, drinking her whole glass before asking for another one.

"If you want my opinion, I think it's completely ridiculous." He continued, staring at a point in front of him.

"I didn't ask for your opinion." She answered as she drank her second tequila as quickly as the first one.

"Callaghan's an idiot." He continued like if he hadn't heard what she just told him.

Andy shook her head from left to right, quickly got up from her stool and threw a twenty dollar bill on the counter, deciding that she would be better off alone at her place. Sam followed her as she made her way through the crowed room, pushing the door for the second time in less than ten minutes.

"How long are you going to follow me like this?" She said as she turned to face Swarek once she was a few yards away from the door.

"As long as it takes for you to understand why I acted the way I did." He replied on the same irritated tone she had used to talk to him a few seconds ago.

The young woman took a few more steps, picking up her speed, hoping that Sam would just give up, but he didn't. She stopped a second time before looking at him again.

"It was what it was; I'm not thinking about it anymore, what more is there to say?" She asked him on a sarcastic tone.

Sam continued walking until he was closer to her and he looked at her for a few seconds, deciding on what he was going to tell her before finally opening his mouth.

"I just don't get how after all that happened not even two weeks ago you're still asking Luke to go to his fishing cabin. Just like it's perfectly normal he left you completely alone after you killed a man." He tried to explain.

"First of all, Luke was the one to ask me about the fishing cabin, and second of all, I'm a big girl and I was able to take care of myself that night." She told him her voice still rude.

"Oh because it was 'taking care of yourself' coming to see me in the middle of the night, trying to jump my bones because you needed so badly someone to make you forget what had just happened?" He told her on a harsher tone than he would've wanted to.

She opened her mouth before closing it again and he immediately regretted how cold he had been with her, it was the last thing he wanted to do. He took a step closer to her, opening his mouth to apologize but she raised her hand in front of him, shaking her head.

"I thought we had cleared that out, it was what it was, we can mo.."

"Stop repeating that." He interrupted her, almost screaming as she looked at him with a surprized look on her face.

Andy turned around hastily, starting to walk again, trying to put as much distance between them as she could. She didn't understand anything anymore; one moment he was telling her it was nothing, and the other he was asking her to stop saying it was nothing. Sam didn't even understand himself and he rubbed his face with his hand before running on a few yards to catch up to her.

He rested his hand on her shoulder and forced her to stop and turn around to look at him. She was avoiding his eyes and he didn't let go of her shoulder.

"I'm sorry." He simply said; his tone a thousand times more softly than it was before.

She rolled her eyes, sighing noisily as she decided to talk.

"I don't understand, Sam." She said in a voice that was closer to the one she usually used with him.

He closed his eyes for a couple of seconds and when he opened them again he found that Andy was looking at him intensely. She didn't seem mad anymore but she really needed him to explain what was happening.

"I wanted to talk to you this morning, but Callaghan got to me first, telling me how you were going with him, and I don't know why, but it made me sick." He confessed, lowering his eyes to the ground.

"Yes, but you told me that… "

He raised his hand in front of her, interrupting her before he continued.

"I know what I said, but I didn't mean it." He finally told her, waving his hand in the air, suddenly finding it totally absurd that he wasn't able to tell her what he really meant.

"What are you meaning then?" She asked him in a controlled voice.

"I don't know… But the one thing I know is that 'this'" He said moving his hand in the space between them. "I don't think that this was only a one night thing." He finally said before letting go of Andy's shoulder which he was still holding between his fingers.

"Me neither." She breathed as she took a step closer to him.

"No?" He asked her, trying to hide the hope that he felt was beginning to show in his voice.

"No…" She softly whispered, finally closing the distance between them.

She placed her hands against his chest before shoving almost brutally her lips on his. Sam quickly encircled her body with his arms as she tasted this mouth she had so often dreamed about in the last few days.

Sam's hands slowly made their way under the shirt that she was wearing, stroking softly the skin of her back, making her shiver as she tried to get even closer to him. Andy quickly raised her hands until they were behind her partner's neck, caressing the naked skin with an unhidden passion, making him groan quietly into her mouth.

His tongue asked for a way into her mouth and she gave it him without a second thought. One of Sam's hands went a bit lower, slipping underneath the edge of her jeans as she felt her knees starting to give in under her.

Holding Andy even closer to him, Sam rediscovered this amazing fire that had driven him crazy the night of the blackout. He was sincerely hoping that this time she wouldn't run as soon as he would get his hands off of her.

Andy tried to lift the shirt that he was wearing, wanting to get her fingers on some skin. He was really close to letting her do it when he realized that they were still in the parking of the Penny; basically anyone could see them if they just took a step outside.

Reluctantly, he tasted her mouth one last time, enjoying this amazing feeling again before he sadly pushed her away.

"What are we going to do?" McNally asked him, her breath still short after their make out session.

"It will be what it will be." He only answered with one of those smiles that were totally making her heart melt.

Shaking her head, Andy took a step back, her hands leaving Sam's body as she ran them across her face trying to regain her composure. She finally smiled back at him, still not able to figure out how he was able to make her go from one emotion to a completely different one in only a few minutes…

So? What did you think? You understand now why I was saying how this sentence was annoying me and that I took care of it? :P A small review now? Pleeeease?! :) Maybe you will have another chapter quickly if you review!

*Whistle*

That's what happens when I'm in COMPLETE ROOKIE BLUE WITHDRAWAL!