Hello again! So, you may notice a theme is starting to form with my Sam/Andy stories. I'm a sucker for an AU fic. This is my first multi-chapter Rookie Blue fic. I've been wanting to post this but I wanted to wait until I knew I'd have time to dedicate to the story. With two jobs and school, it's hard for me to do anything other than oneshots. However, in less than two weeks, the semester is over. So, I figured I'd post chapter 1 and see if anyone is interested in this going any further. Ok rambling over. Enjoy. :)

Also, this chapter is kind of long because I wanted to get the date in it so, there's that.

Sam is perfectly content with his life. He has good friends, a job that he loves, nothing to complain about, really. So his sister's constant pestering about finding a girlfriend really gets on his nerves after awhile. It is beyond him why she can't understand that he doesn't need a relationship to be happy. In fact, in his experience, relationships usually lead to stress and confusion and, well, unhappiness.

"Listen to this, Sam. She's an amazing friend of mine. She's so… caring. She cares about everyone. She's incredible and she was with this guy and they were engaged and you'll never guess what happened!"

"They're not getting married anymore?" Sam deadpans.

Sarah glares at her younger brother. "It's Thanksgiving. You think you could be nice to your sister for once?" she asks. He shakes his head. "Anyways, he cheated on her!"

"Wow," Sam says with absolutely no emotion, and Sarah frowns in response.

"Leave him alone already, Sare," Sam's brother-in-law says good-naturedly.

Sam nods appreciatively, knowing that Ron was risking his life just by trying to help him out. As much as his sister bothers him, he can't deny that being with her makes him happy. He misses her all of the time.

"Don't stick up for him, Ronald Anthony. I don't have time for boys against girls in here," Sarah scolds her husband and sighs. "Dinner is about ready. Can you get the kids in here?"

Ron nods, sending an apologetic smile toward Sam before leaving the kitchen.

"She's pretty fantastic, Sam," she says.

"I'm sure she's swell," Sam says, reaching around her to grab a roll. She slaps his hand away, shooting him a look that can only be described as motherly.

"Sit down, you ass. You'll get dinner when its on the table and we're all here," she says. "And you'd like her. I think she'd be good for you."

"Let it go," he mutters and she shakes her head.

"Never," she says dramatically as she begins to place dinner on the dining room table and he laughs despite himself.

Sam is leaving the station when his phone rings. His sister's face appears on the screen and he smiles, answering the phone. "Hell-"

"I know what you can get me for Christmas!" she says in a sing-song voice, cutting him off.

"And what's that?" he asks, reaching into the backseat of his truck to retrieve his snowbrush. He quickly goes to work, cradling his phone between his ear and his shoulder so he can clean his car off, grimacing as the biting cold wind cuts through his skin.

"Double date! Me, you, Ron and Andy!" she practically screams, and Sam rolls her eyes, already lost.

"Andy?" he asks, confused.

"The one with the ex-fiance," she says, clearly annoyed that he doesn't remember her.

"Oh yes, the one that cares about people. Got it," he says, sarcasm dripping from his every word. "Can't you be normal and tell me you want a new charm for your bracelet or something?"

"No," she says quickly. "I already had Ollie tell me your schedule so this Friday. You're off, and we're getting dinner! Love you Sammy," she says cheerily before hanging up. He groans with annoyance before climbing into his car and starting the engine. Only his sister….

When he arrives at his sisters on Friday evening, he walks right in and is immediately attacked by his niece and nephew. He grins widely, crouching down and wrapping them in hugs.

"Uncle Sam! I hear Mom's setting you up on a hot date! With Andy! I love Andy!" his ten-year-old niece exclaims. Her face lights up mischievously and she leans close to her uncle, cupping a hand around her mouth to whisper in his ear. "She's really pretty so don't mess up."

Sam laughs and ruffles her hair. "Thanks for that, Krista," he say sarcastically and she groans, fixing her hair and glaring at him. He smirks and then his eight-year-old nephew, Andrew, begins to talk his ear off about something that happened at school.

Sarah meets Sam's eyes and grins. "Kids, leave your uncle alone," she says and they frown. "Annie is on her way so you guys tidy up any messes you may have already made," she says.

"Annie? I thought it was Andy?" Sam questions, rolling his eyes.

"Annie is the babysitter, idiot," she says and then grabs his hand, pulling him into the kitchen and giving him a onceover. "You look nice. It almost looks like you, I don't know, care about how this date goes."

"Well, if trying to avoid disaster is me caring, then, yeah," he mutters

"Close enough," she says, shrugging, and he laughs. She instinctively reaches forward and begin to smooth out the collar of his shirt. "Listen. You're going to love Andy, but just, you know, let's try not to bring up the ex-fiance thing. Oh, and, by the way, she's currently in the police academy," she says in a rush.

"What?" Sam asks, eyebrows shooting upward. "You weren't going to tell me that?"

She looks up innocently. "It slipped my mind. But I figure it'll give you guys lots to talk about," she says.

He shakes his head at his sister and then the babysitter arrives and before he knows it, they are on their way to dinner.

Sarah, Ron, and Sam step out of her Ford Escape and approach the restaurant. Standing outside the front door is a brunette wearing a black dress with a leather jacket over it. Her hair falls in loose curls around her face and she's looking upward as snow falls around her. Sarah breaks out into a laugh and mutters, "What a freak."

Sam raises an eyebrow at this and watches as his sister jogs toward her friend. "You could have gone inside and got us a table!" Sarah says and Andy jumps a little, startled, before shrugging.

"I like the snow," she says simply.

Sarah giggles and wraps her friend in a hug. Andy pulls away and smiles politely at Ron and then her eyes fall on Sam, and he doesn't know why he suddenly feels so nervous but Krista was right, she is pretty. She smiles this full smile and extends her hand. It takes Sam a moment to react, and he feels like she probably thinks he's an idiot, but if she does, she doesn't show it.

You know that feeling you get in a good game of poker, when everyone is going all in and you know you have the best hand? That's the way Andy's smile makes him feel. Excited, proud, eager and just a little bit dangerous.

"I'm Andy," she says easily and he nods, shaking her hand.

"Sam," he replies and Sarah claps her hands together.

"Okay, let's get inside then," she says and leads the way into the restaurant.

Sam is seated next to Ron, across from Andy. She's bubbly and likes to talk and isn't very shy at all and he kind of likes that, surprisingly.

She orders her food and once the waitress leaves to place their orders, Sarah clears her throat.

"So, Andy. How is it going at the academy?" Ron asks and Andy brightens.

"Um, pretty good. I've learned a lot already, so…" she says.

"How much longer you got?" Sam asks, and he realizes it's the first thing he's said to her since he sat down.

"I've got a little over another month left," she says. "Which is awesome and terrifying at the same time."

He laughs, and it's weird how easily a smile appears on his face. It's different. "The academy teaches you a lot but nothing really prepares you for your first 12 hour shift. You'll learn so much more just in that first day."

Andy raises an eyebrow at him and glaces at Sarah quickly before looking back at Sam. "You're a cop?" she asks.

His eyes widen at this and it takes him a minute before he laughs. "Sarah didn't tell you?" he asks, staring pointedly at his sister.

"Nope," Andy says, her lips popping at the p in nope.

Sam watches the change in Andy's demeanor and wonders if she possibly isn't into cops. Which… doesn't make sense, because she's trying to be a cop.

"Don't feel bad, Sarah didn't tell me you were in the academy until ten minutes before we left," Sam says, trying to ease the tensions, and Andy smiles half-heartedly at this.

After dinner, Sarah excuses herself from the table to call the babysitter, grabbing Ron by the arm and dragging him with her.

Andy clears her throat and looks at her glass of wine, her finger tracing the top of her glass lazily. Sam watches her for a moment before finally gathering the courage to speak up.

"Do you not date cops?" he asks and it surprises Andy.

She looks right at him and her face begins to flush. She stares at him for a minute, looking like a deer in headlights, before sighing. Sam would find it adorable if the situation was different. "This may be me oversharing, but I don't care. You see, I grew up with a cop for a father, and I always said I'd never date a cop. And I didn't. Granted, I dated losers but I did not date cops. Then I met this guy and he was great and he also happened to be a cop-well, detective, but it's all relative, isn't it?- and he proposed to me and then cheated on me. So, about a month ago, I told Sarah I was going back to my never date a cop thing. Which is why she left out the major detail of, you know, what you do for a living when I agreed to this thing."

The whole speech comes out quickly and once she's finished she just shrugs and he rolls his eyes because is this girl serious? She doesn't date cops because one cheated on her? Is she going to swear off dating in general? "Really?" he asks incredulously.

Andy stares at him. "It's nothing personal. You seem pretty great…"

"Don't worry, sweetheart, you're not really my type," he says and Andy nods slowly.

"Right, okay," she says with disbelief and that's when Sarah comes back to the table, a hopeful smile on her face.

"How's it going guys?" she asks loudly, sliding into her seat.

"Perfect," Sam bites out harshly.

"Definitely," she agrees with just as much venom in her words.

Ron, sensing the tension, jumps in. "Alright. Well, Sarah and I just took care of the bill so let's go ahead and leave," he says, keeping his voice light.

Andy slips into her leather jacket and grabs her purse. The foursome exit the restaurant and Sarah sighs.

"See you soon, Andy?" she asks, pulling her friend into a hug.

Andy laughs. "We'll see," she says jokingly before giving Ron a hug as well. She gets to Sam and just nods slowly.

"Nice to meet you, Swarek," she says roughly before walking off to her car.

"What the hell did you do?" Sarah asks as soon as Andy is out of earshot.

Sam narrows his eyes at his sister. "More like what did you do? Setting a girl up on a date with a cop when she just swore off cops to you. Seriously?"

Sarah frowns, shoulders slumping in disappointment. "I thought you guys would hit it off and then that would be irrelevant."

He can't help but feel for her, honestly, because he's probably just as disappointed as she is, as much as that surprises him. "You thought wrong," Sam teases, wrapping an arm around his sister's shoulders lovingly.