ABC.
Words: 428
Couple: Andy McNally and Sam Swarek.
TV Show: Rookie Blue.
Disclaimer: All characters you recognize do not belong to me.
AU.
Drabble.

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Prompt: Speed Dial.

Patting down his pockets, Oliver Shaw groaned and threw a dirty look at Frank Best from across the table.

"Not my fault you forgot your phone Shaw," he chuckled, throwing fifty dollars on the table, "Oi Swarek, your turn!"
"I didn't forget it, it's here, just not-"
"Here?" Sam prompted, taking a seat and checking his cars before folding.
"You're an ass."

The detective shrugged as he dealt another hand, trying his best not to falter under his friend's glare.

"Sammy, where is your phone?"
"Kitchen."

Pushing his chair back, Oliver checked his cards and folded. Heading to the kitchen and making a bee-line for the fridge the training officer almost cringed at the shelf full of take-out containers.

"God Sammy, you need a girlfriend," he murmured, shaking his head and reaching for a random one.

Shutting the fridge with his elbow he used his free hand to pull open the draw by the sink and grabbed a fork. His eyes scanned over the marble bench top that was covered in files and found the phone.

"Come on Shaw! It doesn't count as 'not losing' if you don't play!"
"Oh shove it Swarek!" he called, sticking the fork in the container and collecting the phone as he made his way back to the table, "It's like a take-out temple in you fridge man."
"Like you're complaining, you get free Chinese food."
"Just saying."

Taking his seat again, Oliver dropped the container on the table and checked his cards, pressing the number two on the phone as he did.

"Bet fifty," he told them, flinging the note to the center of the table he held the phone to his ear and waited, "Can you guys hear anything ringing, because I can't and I swear the-"
"Sam, I told you. No you cannot bail on poker night," a familiar female voice said in a teasing tone when the call picked up, "Even if it's to hide away in my bedroom in nothing."

With wide-eyes, Shaw stared at his friend, a large grin forming on his face.

"Sam, you there?" the woman asked.
"Now I swear," Oliver started, smirking as Sam looked up at him with a frown, "That, uh, normally when I press number two on Sam Swarek's phone that my cell would ring. That is, of course, unless you two have something to share with the class McNally."

Listening to the rookie stutter, and the Detective to his left swear underneath his breath, Shaw's eyes met Frank's as they both chuckled at the reaction.

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

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So obviously chapter 'O' (Oliver Shaw) and this one are not in the same sort of story-line thing. Because obviously they're both about him finding out in two different ways. So yeah. What I said in the beginning still stands. Not every chapter is linked. If it is. It'll say so at the top with all the warnings and that.

Other than that, we're starting our countdown to the end next chapter!

Now I'm not 100% sure how posting is going to go for the next week or so, going back to Dad's and living off his limited internet is fun when the only site that actually loads is . But I'll try!

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Next Prompt: T-Shirt.
"I am not wearing Sam Swarek's shirt. That is not Sam Swarek's toothbrush," Andy told them, trying to reach for the phone, "The take-out in the fridge is not Sam Swarek's. I did not smell like Sam Swarek last week."