He debated on whether or knock or not, he knew if he did then there was no going back. He'd have to explain why he was there, at this time of night, the day before her wedding. To knock or not? He stood outside her front door, he made a fist, lifted his arm and froze. If I do this I am going to I have to be ready to talk, and be ready for her to slam the door in my face, or not feel the same way. He thought.

To knock or not?

He debated again, running the many scenarios that might play out in his mind. He finally decided that the chance of her feeling the way he did, would out weight the fear he had, so he knocked. Three quick, solid knocks, before shoving his hands in his pockets and waiting.

She opened the door, in a black tank top and plaid pj shorts, "Sam? What are you doing here, it's like..." She trailed off, whipping her head around looking for a clock to accurately give him a time. "It's uhhh" He paused, looking down at his cell phone, "It's 2:37"

He was the last person she expected to see here, at her front door, with almost 12 hours until she walked down the isle. "Yeah, Sam it's 2:37 am, as in really early, as in too late to be knocking on someone's doorstep, what are you doing?" She was so confused, when she first saw him she thought something had happened to Luke or Traci, she panicked but that she realized if anything had happened he'd be there to help her get through it, just like he always was.

"I uhhh, I needed to see you." He said quietly, looking down at his shoes, "I needed to talk to you, ya know?" Still looking at the ground. He couldn't find the words, well that was a lie he could, he could think them in his head perfectly but when it came to actually saying them he froze. He was never one to truly open up to people, hell his own sister thought he was damned to a life of microwavable meals and lonely nights on the couch, falling asleep with his socks on.

He looked up at her, and looked deep in her eyes, he saw a life with her, one that included kids, park visits on Sundays, real life with her. He just had to tell her, tell her all of it, his hopes, dreams and how they all included her and if she married Luke tomorrow then all that would be impossible. Dammit Sam just tell her, he thought.

Andy spoke, breaking the silence that fell between them, "And you couldn't wait until the sun was up? Or maybe just call me?" Her confusion and lack of sleep was catching up with her. She had always felt something for Sam, it was instant and intense, but he was always pushing her back to Luke, like he wanted her to be with him. But there was always something there, but like Sam said 'it was, what it was'.

"Sam, what are you doing here?" She asked again.

"I'm here because I needed to see it, see it for myself, see you one last time before you're Ms. Detective Luke Callaghan," He paused, he did need to see it, he wanted to know if there was anyway to convince her not to do it, not to go through with the wedding. "I wanted to know why you chose him, why not me, I mean yeah I get it, I'm the serious one who disappears in the middle of the night to go undercover for months at a time, but that day you tackled me in the alley I don't know I just felt this click in my life, like I needed to go undercover so you could blow my cover.." He trailed off, if she closed the door in his face now he'd be crashed.

"Are you honestly standing here asking me that? You can't do that Sam, not after months of silence." She felt cheated in a way, when he told her 'it was, what it was' she felt that she wasn't good enough, like he could go out and find something better than her, like she was only good enough for a one night stand.

"Well, you can be as mad, angry as you want at me but I couldn't just let you walk down the isle without telling you.." He trailed off again, why did he get so nervous around her when it came to talking, for a guy who went undercover for a living he sure struggled with talking to her.

"Tell me what?" She asked impatiently.

Well, there was two things he could say, one how he felt; for real, or two that Luke had slept with Jo.

"You can't marry him," He blurted out without as so much as a thought. "Because when you tackle me in that alley you fixed me, I had be searching for something and I found it the second I hit the ground and looked into your eyes. I lo-... "

"Sam, stop!" She cut him off, "You cannot do this, you can't come to my doorstep literally hours before my wedding and tell me that I can't get married, you just can't..." She was couldn't believe he was doing this; now.

"Andy..." He said quietly, his eye glued to the floor once again.

"Please leave." She said quietly, her heart broke as she spoke. And she was taken back by the feeling.

"If that's what you want, then I'm gone." He turned around and walked away, he realized as he did he had lost her, he never really had her, and now he never will because in less than 12 hours she was going to be Ms. Luke Callaghan, and that broke his heart.

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