I'd Lie
A/N: Did anyone notice the sneaky quote I put in the last chapter? ;)
Anyways, again, I'm SO sorry for the long wait. Like I said, I was incredibly busy with assignments and studying for exams but it's all over now! So I'm back to writing!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything! I do not own Rookie Blue or any of the characters. All rights belong to their rightful owner.
Chapter 3:
And I don't think it ever crossed his mind
He tells a joke I fake a smile
That I know all his favorite songs and
I could tell you his favorite colors green
Born on the seventeenth
He'd never tell you but he can play guitar
"McNally! You made it!" Sam's beaming face appeared from amongst the crowd of people.
"Of course I did, wouldn't miss it for the world!" Andy replied with added dramatisation while giving him a soft smile.
He pulled her in for a friendly hug before releasing her, "Oh and all that mushy girl talk is never happening again, just so you know."
"Huh?"
"You know, in my truck and then again in the squad car. I'm not Traci – so no more girl talk okay?"
She laughed quietly just glad that he seemed back to his usual self, "Sure Sam, no more girl talk. Promise."
"Good! Now come on, everyone's already here – you're missing a fantastic party." Sam grinned at her, his dimples on show, whilst he grabbed her hand tugging her through the crowd. Andy felt her breath catch in her throat at the contact. His warm hand had enveloped her smaller one and the tingling sensation crept all the way up her spine. She felt her legs nearly give out, her knees suddenly knobbly as if they couldn't hold her weight. Idiot. She was an idiot. As she stumbled after Sam, it was like he seemed to notice her struggling to walk. He slowed his pace down, in less of a hurry to get to their destination, instead he turned his whole attention to her face, his brown eyes curious and searching hers. She simply shook her head, signalling that nothing was wrong while giving him another soft smile. He seemed to believe her because he turned back around and continued to tug her along gently. Andy could feel her face heating up. There was no way he knew how she felt about him; the thought had probably never even crossed his mind. She was an idiot.
"McNally!" Oliver's booming voice cut through her thoughts.
"Andy, hey" Traci pulled her in for a soft hug, while a chorus of hello's could be heard by the other rookies as well as Jerry, Noelle and Frank.
It was Sam's housewarming party and practically everyone from 15 Division had been invited, why Sam needed to have such a large party, she would never know. She would have thought that Sam's housewarming would have consisted of poker and hockey re-runs with the guys. But maybe this was all part of Sam's new approach to life. Ever since Sam broke up with Monica, he had become more carefree. Not that it was a bad thing. It was just… different. She was used to Sam being a little more guarded but she had to admit she was just glad to see that gleam in his eyes again. She was beginning to miss that sparkly brown hue.
"McNally, you just made it. Sam here was just about to tell another one of his fantastic jokes." Oliver said quite sarcastically, while throwing his arm around Sam's shoulder and giving him a friendly pull towards himself.
Sam nudged away from Oliver jokingly and let out a laugh,
"This one's new, I swear" he said, looking Andy right in the eye.
Sam began talking animatedly, throwing his hands out in wild directions for added emphasis. He tried to maintain eye contact with the whole group throughout his joke telling, but Andy thought she noticed his eyes straying towards her more often than everyone else. She quickly pushed those thoughts aside; they had no place in her mind. She wished that she would stop thinking that Sam saw her any different than as one of his best friends, but more often did she care to admit those thoughts would creep into her head.
Hearing Jerry snort, at what she was guessing was another one of Sam's lame jokes, was Andy's clue that Sam had finished. The other girl's giggled, most likely at how bad the joke had been and Andy could only let out a fake smile; to be honest she had not even heard a word of Sam's joke. She had been too pre-occupied in her own mind. Their friends snorts and laughter towards Sam, and not his actual joke, did nothing to discourage Sam, who smirked and looked almost proud of himself. This time Andy's face was graced with a real smile. Sam was painfully endearing.
"When's my birthday?"
"Seventeenth of November. You're such a typical Scorpio."
"Favourite colour?"
"Green. That one is easy, Sam."
The two of them were lounging on Sam's bed, piles of books laid out between them. They had decided to take a small break from studying for Andy's last Academy exam.
"Fine. Favourite song?"
"Spirit of the radio by Rush."
"How did you know that one?"
"Besides the fact that you play it in your truck all the time?" Andy gave him a pointed look to which Sam simply laughed and nodded as if to agree with her,
"Right. You got me there" he said sheepishly.
"Just admit it. I know a lot about you and you're no longer Sam Swarek – greatest mystery to humankind." Andy giggled as Sam's mouth widened in surprise.
"Oh really?" Sam gave her a cheeky look before lunging to tickle her.
"Sam! Stop it! No!" Andy cried out in laughter, "Sam, ow! My stomach is hurting."
"Just admit that I'm still full of surprises McNally." Sam grinned at her as he continued his assault.
"No! Nah-uh" Andy yelled between breaths.
"C'mon McNally, I can keep this up for as long as I want."
"Fine! Fine. Sam Swarek, you are still full of surprises."
Satisfied, Sam stopped tickling her and she had somehow found herself on her back. Andy was now underneath Sam who had his hands on either side of her head, keeping her trapped between his arms; his torso gently adding a bit of weight against her own.
Almost as out of breath as she was, Sam had a lopsided grin on his face, "Bet you didn't know I play guitar."
"What?"
Sam chuckled and rolled off of her but still lying next to her, "Told you I've still got a few surprises." Sam nodded his head towards the corner of his bedroom, where she spotted a well-kept acoustic guitar. If it was possible Sam Swarek just got a thousand times sexier.
"Play for me?" Andy asked
Sam seemed to consider It, though he seemed a little unsure, "I haven't really played in front of anyone yet. I'm still learning…"
Shy and nervous were not two things she would have associated with Sam, but she immediately noted his hesitance to play.
"It's okay, you don't have to." Andy relented, the last thing she wanted to do was push him, especially since he had given up his time to help her.
"No, you know what, let's make a deal. I'll quiz you. If you get everything right, I'll play you something." Sam gave her a warm smile and extended his hand to which she took and they both shook on it.
Andy turned to face him, her face was beaming with joy. She couldn't wait to hear him play.
"Come on McNally, you better study up before I quiz you, otherwise you won't get to hear me play" Sam teased.
Andy was brought out of her stupor when she noticed that the object she was reminiscing about was propped up in the corner of the living room.
"Sam!" Andy squealed as she skipped over to where the guitar was resting.
"McNally…" Sam said warningly. Andy couldn't help it though, Sam was actually really good and it saddened her that no one but her, Jerry and Oliver knew of his secret talent.
"Play for us!"
Sam let out a groan as a chorus of 'you play guitar?' could be heard from the rookies. Sam turned to give her a mock glare as if to say 'look what've done' but she simply shrugged her shoulders with an impish grin.
"Swarek, play us some tunes" Dov chimed in, to which Sam swiftly turned his head at him and glowered.
"Nope. No way." Sam shook his head.
"Come on Sam, don't you wanna show everyone how awesomely talented you are?" Andy baited.
"Not really, no."
"Don't worry guys, he's actually not that great anyway." Oliver said playfully.
"You're an ass, Shaw" said Sam, as he pushed Oliver away, "now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to get another beer."
As Sam walked away, Andy had the urge to follow him so she left the guitar where it was and walked quickly to catch up with him. When they reached the fridge, Sam stopped, not even opening it. Instead he turned to face her and taking her by surprise, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him.
"Oh…" Andy breathed, unsure as to what exactly was happening but she wrapped her arms around his torso anyway.
"Thanks Andy" he whispered.
She tilted her head up to face him, wondering why he was saying thank you.
"For being you" he cleared up, seeming to notice the questioning look in her eyes.
She simply tightened her hold on him. If all he saw in her was a friend, then she would be the best friend he ever had because being in Sam's life as just a friend was better than not being in his life at all. As corny as it sounded, she couldn't imagine her life without him in it and the possibility that she could ruin their friendship over feelings which he did not return, well the thought was unbearable.
Sam cleared his throat, "Let me get you a beer McNally" he said as he released her and smiled, before turning back towards the fridge.
Sam Swarek would need to be put on ice.
