Chapter 2

Sam paced the waiting room, alternating between pinching the bridge of his nose and running his hands through his hair. It had been over an hour since he had run through the hospital with Andy in his arms. He was terrified, even with the lights and sirens that Oliver put on as they sped to the hospital the drive seemed to take forever. Sam had held Andy so tight in his arms whispering in her ear but she never woke up, even when they ran through the hospital corridor shouting for help, she didn't stir. They whisked her away and wouldn't let him go with her. The doctor promised to update him soon, but that was so long ago, what could possibly be taking so long.

"What did you say to the doctor when we first came in?" Oliver asked. He and Nick were sitting down, drinking coffee and while he was pretty sure Sam hadn't noticed anything, he was positive that Collins had whispered something to the doctor.

"Nothing." Nick answered uncomfortably.

"Bull." Oliver whispered back, not wanting Sam to overhear, "You know something about Andy and you don't want Sam to know. What is it? Is she OK?"

"She's pregnant." Nick exhaled, then immediately continued when Oliver's eyes widened to the size of saucers, "You can't say anything. She didn't even want me to know, I just happened to be there when she was coming out of the hospital."

"Wow." Oliver didn't even know what to say.

"I should have gone to see her sooner, she promised she would call and check in. If I had just gone to see her when she didn't answer my call the first time, this wouldn't be happening." Nick said quietly.

Oliver didn't have a chance to respond, "Are you three here for Andy McNally?" The doctor entered the waiting room and the three men ran over to him.

"How is she?" Sam asked nervously.

"She's resting right now, we're keeping her sedated for the next couple hours." He explained.

"Why?" Oliver asked

"She regained consciousness while we were examining her and she became quite upset and her elevated heart rate was putting stress on the baby." The doctor continued despite the sharp intake of breath from Sam, "It appears she has just been suffering from exhaustion and she was slightly dehydrated but I don't see any reason to be concerned. As long as she takes her vitamins and keeps up with her regular OBGYN, there's no reason to think that this will affect the rest of her pregnancy."

"Thank you. When can we see her." Nick asked, glancing nervously at Sam who was looking paler by the second.

"A nurse will come and get you in just a few minutes when we have her settled in her new room."

"Thank you." Oliver held out his hand.

The doctor shook Oliver's outstretched hand, "My pleasure, Officers."

As the doctor walked away, Oliver turned to look at Sam who had taken a seat with his head in his hands. "You alright man?"

"I can't believe this is happening, why wouldn't she tell me?" Sam said, "

"She just found out." Nick said without thinking.

"Of course, she told you." Sam muttered under his breath.

Nick shook his head, "It's not like that, I was leaving the hospital at the same time as she was and I think she was just in shock and blurted it out. She asked me not to say anything until she had time to absorb the information."

"And, why would she tell me anyway. I said awful things to her. She thinks I blame her for Jerry and I left her crying in a damn parking lot!" Sam was so frustrated, if he had found the courage sooner to make things right with her then maybe they wouldn't be here right now. Andy wouldn't have been so stressed that she put herself in the hospital. Maybe then they would be excited and scared together. Because that's what he was right now; excited, scared...scared to be excited.

Truth be told, he hadn't really given much thought to kids before he and Andy got together. Once they did finally get their start after the suspension, he was hesitant to fully trust and give himself to her. What he told her was true, all she wanted was her job and all he wanted was her. It hurt that she had put the job before him and their relationship again, but he honestly meant it when he told her that she wouldn't get rid of him without a fight. He messed up and he knew that. When Jerry was killed, he just felt so lost and he was terrified that he would lose Andy too and he did what he thought was right. But he was wrong and he just hoped he wasn't to late.

When the nurse finally called them back to her room, Oliver stopped Nick from following her and Sam. "Sammy, we're going to get back to the barn, but I'll have one of the rookies drop your truck and a change of clothes off."

"Thanks buddy." Sam called over his shoulder.

"Give him a chance." Oliver said to Nick in answer to his questioning look, "He knows he messed up and maybe this is the chance he needs to fix it."

Nick nodded, "Fine, but I'm bringing him his truck and clothes. I'd like to see for myself that Andy is OK."

Sam hesitated in the doorway of Andy's room and stared at her still form. The nurse had assured him again, that she and the baby were perfectly fine and Andy would probably be waking up soon. Taking a deep breath he found the courage he needed to walk across the room to her bedside and pulled a chair next to her. He took her hand in his and lifted it to his mouth briefly to place a kiss on it.

"Hey." He said softly, reaching his other hand up to brush the hair off her face, "I know you probably can't hear me right now and I promise to say this all to you again when you wake up but I have to tell you that I love you. I'm sorry I didn't say it sooner and I just want you to know that when I told you that you wouldn't get rid of me without a fight, I meant it and I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. Because if you do I swear to god that I will do everything in my power to make sure you never have to wonder how much I love you. I promise, if you give me another chance I swear you won't regret it and I'm going to make sure you have the life that you deserve. I wish you hadn't had to go through this alone, but you and our child are never going to be alone again."

He sighed and found he was no longer content to sit on the chair, he moved to sit down on the bed, facing her. Sam took one of her hands in his and rested them on her stomach where their child was growing. "So, uh, its me, your dad." He felt awkward talking to their baby that was still inside her, but he swallowed the lump in his throat and brought his other hand to rest on her stomach, "I never thought about having kids of my own. I didn't have the best childhood and I figured I'd do the world a favor and not ruin a child with my issues. But when your mom and I finally got our start I found myself thinking about the future and there were kids in it but I was terrified to let myself hope. I kept waiting for the other shoe to drop and it did when your Uncle Jerry died. I regretted what I said to your mom from the moment the words were out of my mouth, but I was so angry at the world that I didn't know how to fix it. I promise you, that I will fix it and we're going to be a family. I love you and I love your mom and I'll probably make a lot of mistakes being your dad, but I'm always going to be there for you, I promise."

Sam leaned down and pressed a kiss to Andy's forehead, "I love you." He whispered, "I'm going to get a coffee, but I'll be right back." He knew she was still sedated, but he hoped that his words would somehow make their way to her subconscious.

When she finally heard the door click shut, Andy let the tears that had been threatening to fall from the moment Sam started talking, fall as she opened her eyes, "I love you too."