ABC.
Words: 466
Couple: Andy McNally and Sam Swarek.
TV Show: Rookie Blue.
Disclaimer: All characters you recognize do not belong to me.
AU.
Drabble.
Established Sam/Andy.

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Prompt: Everything.

From where she lay on her side, her eyes half open as she fought off the urge to fall back asleep, she could smell the bacon that was being cooked in the kitchen. Part of her was scared that it was a decoy. That maybe he'd run during the night and wanted to make her think that he was still there that morning.

But then she'd remember that he'd promised her.

He'd promised her everything.

As scary as the sounded to her, in theory it was the best thing she could hope for. Waking up every morning to Sam Swarek moving around her home like it was his own. Waking up to him making her breakfast, drawing patterns on her waist, tracing her tattoo. Small things that in small quantities alone drove her insane.

And she knew that this time was serious. This time it was it, endgame. They weren't going to let their relationship fall like they'd let it back then. They'd tried – she'd tried, then given up. And then he'd tried, and given up – and they both knew how that turned out for both of them in the end. So this time, she refused to give up. And she was 100% sure that he did as well.

Letting her eyes closed, Andy McNally rolled back over and let her breathing even. Knowing that the steady sound of beating was his footsteps down her hallway, and that smell that got stronger was most definitely bacon. Knowing that the dip in the bed on the side she'd rolled to was him sitting down beside her.

"I know you're awake," he murmured, leaning down to drop a kiss below her ear.
"Shh, you'll wake me up."

His chuckle made her open her eyes again, and lift a hand to lightly tap his cheek.

"Food will go cold if you stay in bed any longer."
"I'll be cold if I get out of bed."
"I'm sure I could compromise with you."

Frowning she watched him pull away from her slightly, tugging on the quilt she had pulled up to her chin.

"What's that look for McNally?"
"No," she answered simply, sitting up.
"'No' what?"
"No, I'm not making another naked blanket fort with you. We both know how that ended the last time."

A smirk graced her lips as he groaned, knowing that he was back to wishing that she hadn't have given Traci Nash her spare key, otherwise the female Detective would never have found them in the lounge room in a compromising position two months ago. And it took everything in Andy McNally not to laugh, because she also knew that it would take him five seconds to push her pack down onto the bed and show her that he'd meant it when he said everything.

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This was originally 'Embarrassing', which ended up being renamed to T-Shirt and is a tag to 'Speed Dial'. Both later in the series, obviously.

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