The One Where We Re-Do Season 3

A/N: I'm back! I apologize that the hiatus between stories has been longer than originally expected. I started to not feel well, just very exhausted and nauseous… and well in about 3 ½ months our very own little Sammy will be joining us! This has been a long and exhausting pregnancy and I'm finally in a space where I can devote some time to writing again. I also am in a space where I think I can write without sobbing every time I think about not seeing Rookie Blue on my screen this summer. Hormones are not fun!

Anyway, this story picks up 5 days after the last one. Andy and Sam are adjusting to their life post-vacation. This story will span the length of Season 3, and while we will see new characters like Nick, their storylines will not be the same as they were in the show. Spoiler Alert: We won't lose Jerry. There were many things I liked about Season 3 and many I did not. This will hopefully mix the things I liked with my take on how things should have gone. I hope you like it.

Also, for the last story I set myself up on a very aggressive writing schedule. I wanted to make everyone happy so I pumped out chapter after chapter, at an almost frenzied pace if you think about the amount of words each chapter held. This time, I just cannot do that. I plan to update about once a week, however, I plan to update with two chapters at a time. Depending on length, some weeks you may only get a single chapter, but it will be well worth it. I will keep the M rating, however I will also tone down the sexy time so it won't be in every chapter.

Finally, I have no time or patience for the some of the ridiculous comments I dealt with on the last story. I appreciate constructive criticism, but if you truly do not like or appreciate the way I chose to write the characters, than by all means please go and read something else. Your comments will be deleted and ignored.

Chapter 1

The One Before The First Day of the Rest of Your Life

They had been back to work a week and things had been… interesting, Andy thought as she got ready for work. She and Sam were starting to fall into a comfortable routine, however it had not been without a few hiccups. When he came to pick her up that first night, he was happy to see she had everything she needed for work the following evening. He had intended on spending the time between vacation and work with her, and was hoping his mood at the airport had not changed their plans.

They had spent a wonderful evening with the Shaw's. Oliver really had no issues grilling in a parka and while the steak and shrimp were not quite as good as the ones they had at Toro, they hit the spot after a long day of travel. Andy and Sam had returned to his house in good spirits; thoughts of Luke had been put on the backburner.

When they arrived back at Sam's it was just as Andy had remembered it, well what she saw on their frenzied way to his room and then what she remembered once the lights came on and she bolted. Sam's house was manly, but cozy. His living room held a large flat screen, as well as a leather sectional with a recliner built in. He also had another matching recliner along with a large coffee table. In one corner of the room Andy noticed something she had not seen during her last visit – a very large stone fireplace. Sitting next to the hearth was a small pile of firewood. The room was a mixture of dark wood and brown, a combination that did not surprise Andy in the least. His mantle and walls were sparse, but held mostly black and white prints. Andy noticed a few color photos dispersed on the mantle, and figured they were probably photos of Sarah and her family. Sam had never really discussed Sarah, and Andy hoped to meet her and her family someday.

Down a short hallway the space opened into Sam's kitchen and dining room. His kitchen looked like it had been recently updated. Gleaming marble countertops, high cabinets, and an island that held what looked like a beer fridge; along with stainless steel appliances made Andy wonder just how much money Sam really did make when he was undercover. The kitchen looked out onto the dining room, which housed a large mahogany table and a china cabinet. French doors led from the dining room to what looked like a large porch. Off the far side of the dining room were the stairs as well as a door that Andy guessed was the entrance to the basement. A hall closet by the front door and a half bath off the living room completed the first floor. Once Sam had set their bags down he took her hand and showed her the second floor. She definitely remembered his master bedroom, but had not noticed the large walk-in closet or attached master bath. The upstairs also held a main bathroom and two bedrooms. One had a full size bed and dresser as well as a small tv. It was decorated in a more feminine fashion and Andy guessed that was where Sarah stayed when she came. The other room held Sam's office and some free weights. Andy also noticed large folding doors in the hall and was impressed when Sam told her that housed his washer and dryer. Andy let out a low whistle.

"Wow, Sam. I figured you had a nice place, but I have to admit I was expecting more 'bachelor pad' than this." Sam laughed, "oh so milk crates and bedsheets for curtains?"
he asked.

"Very funny, no not quite that, I just didn't really expect all of the luxury and attention to detail, but you've done a very nice job with this place, it's comfortable and it feels like a home," she told him honestly.

"Well, like I told you at our dinner, undercover work pays really well and the money you don't spend allows things like this to happen. I updated different sections of the house after each op I've done. Since we get a few mandatory weeks off, I usually visit Sarah or hit the Falls for a few days and then spend the rest of the time here. It's oddly relaxing and allows me to get out of my UC head and back into being Sam. I updated my bedroom just before I came back as your T.O., the only room left is my Master bath and closet. I have to say, I'm seriously considering that shower they had at the Hard Rock," he winked making Andy laugh.

"I promise if you decide to update the bathroom and add that shower, I will not complain and I will help you make sure it works properly," she quipped, her mind wondering back to their last romp in the shower that morning. She definitely would miss that place in general, but the shower would especially be hard to not have anymore.

"I know we don't have the same amenities here, but I'm pretty sure my shower holds two people comfortably," Sam eyed her up. "Hmmm," Andy said, looking at the stall closely, "I think we may have to test that out, I'm just not sure it really will do." She added, giving him a knowing look. Before she could add anything, Sam had already swept her up and was walking her towards his bath.

A little while later, when they had sufficiently tested Sam's shower, they laid in Sam's bed, he on his back, and Andy across his chest, aimlessly playing with his chest hair. Sam finally spoke, breaking the comfortable silence that fell between them. "I know you brought your things so you didn't have to worry about going back home before work tomorrow, and I'm really happy about that, but I also know that you don't always have an easy time staying in another bed. Vacation was different, but now that we are home I just don't want you to think you can't leave if you need to. The only thing I ask is that if you decide you can't stay, don't just leave. Don't sneak home in the middle of the night. I won't stop you from leaving or try to talk you out of it, but I want to at least drive you home so I don't wake up and worry, okay?" Sam looked her in the eyes. He had been thinking about this all night. He knew Andy had no problem sharing a bed with him on vacation, but now they were back to reality and she had long since had a problem with sleeping in other beds. He had overheard Callaghan complain about it on more than one occasion. Apparently Andy was pretty good at waiting for Luke to fall asleep, or go to his office to burn the midnight oil before she would take off. She had finally shared this with him after prodding her about it on one of their shifts. He understood why she did it, and wouldn't be upset with her, unless she snuck out. He didn't like the thought of her feeling like she couldn't at least tell him how she was feeling and that she needed to leave.

"I promise, if I want to go home, I will let you know. I won't sneak out on you, I swear. If it makes you feel better, I thought about that issue when I was getting my things together this afternoon. I really have no intention of going home until after our shift tomorrow night, that is unless you are planning to get rid of me early," she joked. "In all seriousness, Sam, I've never felt more comfortable or safe than when I'm with you. Even when I'm on vacation I usually have a terrible time sleeping. Last week was not like that. We barely slept but when we did, it was some of the best sleep I've had in years. I thought the first night I would wake up and want to go back to my room, but I didn't and I still don't. The only place I'll be leaving the bed for tonight is the bathroom, I swear," she leaned down and kissed him, as if to solidify her commitment. Sam smiled and kissed her back, his fingers going back to listlessly playing with her hair, "good. Now we should probably either get some sleep or stay up so we can sleep tomorrow ahead of night shift." Sam hated coming back to this rotation from extended time off. Nights were rougher than days to begin with, but trying to establish the new sleep pattern was also not fun. He was not looking forward to this rotation at all.

Andy grinned wickedly as she straddled his waist. "Well, we should probably stay up so we can sleep closer to morning. I have a few ideas as to what we can do to occupy our time…" Sam did not need to hear anything else and for the next few hours he and Andy had no trouble keeping themselves busy.

They spent the day ahead of their shift sleeping and eating in front of the tv while they caught up on shows. Sam and Andy had realized a long time ago that they had a lot of the same tastes in television. Most of what Sam had recorded over their vacation Andy had also recorded, so they caught up on shows until Oliver called asking if they wanted to head to the diner for an early dinner before shift. Sam had been shopping before picking up Andy the day before, but since neither really felt like cooking they decided to meet their friend.

The first few shifts passed in a blurry haze. They may have been on vacation, but the criminals of Toronto had not received the memo. Each night the rest of the week was filled with call after call. Sam and Andy arrived back at either his place or hers at the end of each shift thoroughly exhausted. They would fall into bed and wake up with enough time to do little more than laundry or eat before they headed back out the door. Save for Wednesday morning after their first shift back when Andy had breakfast with her father, this had become their routine. Although Tommy did have to laugh during breakfast when no more than 20 minutes since he and Andy left the station, Sam slid into the booth next to her, a slightly sheepish look on his face. Andy just shook her head and handed him the menu. Tommy was not shocked to find out Sam and his daughter had a change in their relationship. When he heard Sam was going, Tommy had wondered if the guy would finally step up to the plate and admit his feelings. Tommy had been one of Sam's TO's and had a lot of respect for the guy. Luke had gone through detective training on the tail end of Tommy's career and even though they didn't work together too long, Tommy had never been impressed and had been shocked when Andy first moved in with, than became engaged to the man. Sam had always seemed like the far better match, and Tommy knew life with the two of them would never be boring. He had breakfast with them on more than one occasion and had seen their banter for himself. He knew Sam was in love with Andy while she was still with Luke, and he suspected his daughter felt the same but was trying to protect that lion's heart. He was as shocked as everyone else when he found out what Luke did, not because of the situation, but because Sam was still allowing Luke to walk the Earth unharmed. Tommy smiled at Sam and the three of them enjoyed their breakfast, punctuated with laughter as they retold stories of their adventure. He especially laughed when Sam got to the part about the poker tournament. "I knew teaching her the game would come in handy some day," Tommy teased. When they parted, they left Tommy with a large smile on his face. He knew he had not always been a good father, and since becoming sober he had often wondered what effect his problems had on his only daughter. He had long since worried that she would settle rather than finding someone who truly loved her. He was glad Sam was able to admit his own feelings and convince Andy he was not going to hurt her. Tommy trusted Sam, and was happy to see his daughter happy. As they parted ways, Tommy hugged and kissed his daughter and shook Sam's hand, "you two get out of here and get some rest. You look like hell and I'm sure the next few days won't be easy either. I'm glad you had a great vacation, and I'm even happier to see the two of you finally admit your feelings. I've been waiting for that day to come." Tommy kissed a stunned Andy one more time and headed off towards his car. Sam laughed and walked hand-in-hand with Andy towards his own truck. Thinking Tommy was a lot more perceptive than Andy ever gave the old detective credit.

As tiring as their first rotation was, both Andy and Sam were still happy they were doing it together. They had a few interesting shifts, Sam had to remind himself he was working with his partner, and not his girlfriend on more than one occasion. At least once each night he had gone off in a huff while Andy filled out intake paperwork on a suspect they had brought in. By the time she was finished, she would find him back at the squad waiting for her along with a fresh coffee and a sincere apology. Andy tried to take it in stride, reminding herself that Sam was overprotective before they were a couple, and this was bound to happen, even if they both agreed not to let it. They had been good about leaving work at the station though, something they were both grateful for. Things finally came to blows after their last night shift, which had been shorter than the rest of their rotation. The gang decided to celebrate with a drink at the Penny before heading home. Andy had come in with Traci and Gail only to find Sam toe-to-toe with Luke. Sam looked like he wanted to strangle Luke, and Luke for his part looked like he was daring Sam to try. Oliver, Jerry, and Noelle were all trying to talk Sam down while Frank sat back, pretending not to see anything.

Andy took one look at the situation and sighed. It had already been a long night. They had been called to an out of control college party where a couple of the underage drinkers she was trying to write citations for had tried to cop a feel. Just when she thought Sam was really going to lose it, the young girl he was writing a ticket for seized her own opportunity to cop her own feel on Sam. Andy had seen more than one suspect try to flirt her way out of a ticket, and usually laughed as Sam wouldn't budge. This was the first time anyone had ever touched Sam and Andy thought she was going to lose it on the spot. "Oww! She's hurting me!" the girl had cried when Andy twisted her arm back to cuff her. "Did I touch your man, osifer?" she slurred, barely able to stand on her own. Andy just huffed and guided her to their cruiser, getting her in with a little more force than usual. Sam said nothing, as he was gladly cuffing one of the guys who had copped a feel of Andy only moments before. The ride back to the station was filled with tension. Because more arrests needed to be made, and the suspects were not really a danger to anyone but themselves, and that was only if their stomachs couldn't handle the drive, the arresting officers had to double up in their cruisers to get everyone back to the station. About five minutes into the ride the drunk girl finally couldn't contain herself anymore. "Hey, hey ummm Ma…ma'am? I didn't mean to grope your boyfriend. I didn't know Osifer Hottie was taken. Sawwy." She collapsed into her male companion in a fit of giggles. The guy they were transporting had a little more control of his speech and chimed in, "dude, for real? Is she your girlfriend? Is that why the cuffs are so tight? I didn't know man. How many times do you get a female officer with an ass like that? Am I right." Sam gritted his teeth, reminded both of their passengers they were to remain silent while under arrest, and sped up towards the station. Once their drunks were in the tank to dry out, Sam had stormed off leaving Andy to start the paperwork.

She was just getting to her desk when she ran into Traci, who had come in behind them with two other partygoers. "Some party, eh? They really don't know the meaning of low key, do they? I bet our cells are full before the night is over… hey what's wrong?" Traci had finally noticed the look on Andy's face.

"It's nothing, really. I'm just frustrated. Honestly, it will be okay," Andy told her friend, trying to brush it off.

"Are you sure, because your face says otherwise," Traci pointed out. Andy McNally had a good poker face, but she couldn't lie to her best friend. Andy sighed and leaned back in her chair.

"Just be glad you don't work in the field with Jerry all the time. I mean, I still love working with Sam and I don't want to be partners with someone else, but it's definitely been more of an adjustment than I think we imagined when we talked about it last week. Sam's always been protective, but it's been moreso since we got home. One of the guys we transported copped a feel and I thought Sam was going to lose it. It's the third time it's happened this week. We've responded to some real fun ones lately. Anyway, before he could do anything, the girl he was dealing with copped a feel of her own and I lost it instead. I didn't cross any lines, but I definitely wasn't gentle considering she was nothing more than a drunk and disorderly. She's smaller than me and definitely not as strong. I knew I didn't have to grab her the way I did or make the cuffs as tight as I did but I couldn't help it." Andy hung her head. She knew she had come closer to coloring outside the lines than she really needed to on a call like this. Sam had taught her as a rookie that it was sometimes okay to color outside the lines, but not for something like this, and definitely not for the reasons Andy had.

Traci's laughter pulled Andy out of her head and back to reality. "Oh Andy, is that what has the two of you frustrated? I saw Sam huffing and puffing away making coffee for the TWO of you in the break room. I figured we missed something when we pulled up to that party. You guys are going to be fine. It really will get easier. I've either sat in on, or watched some of Jerry's interrogations on cases we've worked together. When we first got together it really bothered me when he would flirt with a suspect in order to get her to talk. I didn't ever realize how much it bothered him to see some of the things we go through until he let me run an interrogation once and the suspect hit on me and tried to grab my hand in his. I will never forget seeing Jerry's knuckles go white and I swear he practically shoved me out of the room. We had a long talk and both made promises to work on keeping our emotions in check. You and Sam had the theory down, but are having problems with the practical. You've officially been a couple for what, eight days? You'll figure it out. Frank told Jerry we're cutting out early tonight. Want to go to the Penny for one before calling it a night? After this rotation, I could use a drink," Traci eyed her friend, waiting for a reaction.

Andy rubbed her temples and nodded. "You're right, Trace. It all sounded so easy last week when we were thousands of miles away from Toronto and the badge. It's definitely not as easy, but I will talk to Sam and we will figure it out. It was starting to really piss me off how overprotective he was being, but when that girl copped the feel, I got it. I really did. I think I understood a little of what he feels when he sees it happen to me, and honestly someone getting a handful is low on the scale of what can happen out there. I'll file this for tomorrow and go find Sam," she told her friend, getting ready to stand. Before she was halfway out of her seat, a coffee was plunked down on the desk in front of her and a familiar voice was in her ear. "Why don't we get this paperwork done and Frank said we are good for the night," Sam looked at her apologetically. Andy said nothing, but nodded and sat back down in her seat. They worked silently for a few moments until Sam finally stopped and put down his pen. He glanced around the station and pulled Andy's chair closer to his own, straddling her so her knees touched his chair and his knees surrounded hers.

"I'm really sorry for tonight, this week really. I know in Punta Cana we talked about not letting these things happen, but that has been much easier said than done. Still, I know you can handle yourself out there. After all, you were trained by the best," he paused to smirk. Andy rolled her eyes but looked at him to continue, "anyway the point is, I've had a hard time keeping myself in check and I'm sorry. I don't want to lose you as a partner, and I'm really going to try hard to start to separate my riding partner McNally from my partner, Andy." Sam rubbed her thighs. He felt like an ass when they got back to the station. He knew he had done the same thing all week and she had not said a word. One look at her face told him that even if she wasn't saying anything, that brain of hers was working a mile a minute. He knew they needed to resolve things before they got worse. He meant it when he said he didn't want to lose his partner. If it came down to it, he would if it meant keeping his girlfriend, but he really felt they could learn how to be together both in and out of work, so as long as they both put their own stubbornness aside.

Andy was quiet as she let the words sink in. Finally, she looked at Sam and smiled. She rested her hands over his, rubbing his knuckles. "I'm sorry too. I've been getting frustrated with how overprotective you've been, but tonight when that girl copped a feel, I just reacted like a girlfriend and not like a partner. I definitely didn't need to cuff her as tight as I did. When the roles were reversed I caught a glimpse into what you have gone through this week and I didn't like it. We really do need to figure out how to do our jobs without letting our feelings interfere. I'm always going to worry about you as your partner, but I need to separate that worry as your girlfriend. I'm not angry with you, I'm just frustrated this whole thing isn't as easy as we thought it would be," she added, squeezing his hand.

Sam smiled, "I guess that's what's supposed to make it fun. Let's finish up this paperwork and get ready for a quick drink at the Penny with the gang. Then, I don't know about you but I'm ready to go home and sleep for a day."

"That sounds perfect," Andy told him. "Your house or mine?" The previous night Sam had slept at her house for the first time. Andy had to admit it was odd sharing her bed at her own home. Even when she had her own place before the condo, she had always gone to Luke's. On some subconscious level, her house was her own and the thought of letting someone into the place where she went to shut out the world had always made her feel anxious. Sam had been different, though. The night before they had worked later than usual and on the way out Andy mentioned her place was a few blocks closer. Sam didn't hesitate to drive straight there and pretty much collapsed face first on her bed when they arrived. Andy had just laughed and told him to make room. She slept soundly and woke up anxiety free. She knew from then on that it wouldn't matter where she and Sam slept, that she would always be more comfortable when she was with him than without.

"Doesn't matter to me. We can decide later. I'm going to hit the showers, do you want me to wait for you?" He asked. "It's okay. I want to dry my hair before I leave, unlike last time, I don't want there to be icicles in it when we get home." Sam chucked, the night before she had left with a wet head and even though he had the heat on full blast in his truck, the water had formed small ice crystals by the time she unlocked the door to her condo complex.

"Alright. I'll check with Jerry and see how Traci got to work today. If they drove in together, I will take Jerry with me and you can just ride with her, does that work?" He asked. Traci and Jerry had a lot of success telling Leo when they returned home, but due to their shift they had not been able to officially move Traci and Leo into Jerry's. That was planned for the upcoming weekend when everyone had off and volunteered to help the newlyweds.

"Sounds good. See you soon." Andy glanced around the station, and noticing no one watching leaned in to give Sam a quick kiss. She had wondered what their level of PDA would be once they were back at work. She had been surprised that Sam would steal a quick kiss when no one was looking. She had to admit it was nice. Neither of them were big fans of PDA, but she didn't like the idea that there would be none of it while they were at the station. She was silently glad Sam didn't seem to like the idea either.

It was waiting for Traci to finish her paperwork that caused Andy and Traci to walk in the Penny when they did. Andy took one look at the situation developing and sighed, "not tonight," as she quickly made her way to her boyfriend's side. She wasn't sure Sam even noticed her presence when she gently rubbed her fingers over one of his enclosed fists and felt his hand relax just enough to take her hand in his own. Andy smiled internally at the gesture, but outwardly kept the scowl aimed at Luke firmly on her face.

"I don't know what your problem is Callaghan, but this needs to stop. Tonight. There is no 'us', there will never be an 'us' again." She told him, pointing between the herself and him. "I know what you're thinking and I'm going to stop you while you are ahead. Even if I was single, that answer would not change. I am not in love with you. If you really want to know the truth, I'm not sure I ever really was. It's been weeks and it's getting old. Either you stop and leave me, and Sam, alone, or I'm going to let him take care of you." Andy stared Luke down. Enough was enough. As much as she did not want Sam to fight this one for her, the scene she walked in on told her it was much too late for that. Whatever transpired before her arrival made it personal for Sam, and she knew him well enough to know he would not just walk away from that.

"You heard the lady, Callaghan, time to give it up, pal" Oliver chimed in from behind Sam. He and Jerry still had a hand on Sam's elbows. They were not about to let go until they knew this was really over. As much as they would love to see Sam deck the guy, they knew it would only make things worse, even if Frank had promised he would make it go away.

"I don't get it, Andy, I really don't. You would have had it so easy with me. I was never afraid to show my feelings or share my life with you. This guy hid his for how long? I know I messed up, but it was a one time thing. We all make mistakes. I've never held your little indiscretion the night of the blackout over your head. Or Sam's for that matter," Luke scoffed. He knew by the look in both Sam and Andy's eyes that it was a losing battle. If he was really honest with himself, he knew she was in love with her partner since before Jo had even come back to the division. Luke had always figured as long as she continued to lay in his bed every night, he was still winning. He never let himself draw the conclusion that if Andy was in love with Sam, it meant she wasn't in love with him. Their relationship was easy and simple and he didn't have to change who he was so he just went along with it. Seeing the two of them stand up to him, and seeing their friends ready to back them up made Luke realize he was never going to win. It didn't mean he was going down easy though.

Andy and Sam both saw red when Luke mentioned the blackout. While they had definitely crossed a line that night, it was nowhere near what Luke and Jo had done and they knew Luke knew that. "You asshole." Andy broke first, but was cut off by Sam. "She apologized for that and you forgave her, Callaghan. What's wrong? Did you always wonder what would have happened if the lights hadn't come back on? I can tell you the answer, and it's that Andy never would have said yes to you about anything ever again." This time it was Sam's turn to scoff.

For a guy who knew he wasn't winning the fight, this did not make Luke back off. His own fists tightened as he took another step forward, coming impossibly closer to Sam. "How does it feel, Sam? Knowing you will always have my leftovers?" Luke spat. He knew it was the wrong thing to say, but his own temper had gotten the better of him, even if he knew his own indiscretions had ruined his relationship with Andy.

In the blink of an eye Sam both wrestled out of the guy's grip and dropped Andy's hand. Bringing both fists up he was less than an inch from shattering Luke's jaw when he felt a smaller hand stop his fist in its' tracks. The sensation snapped Sam out of his anger-filled haze to realize it was his girlfriend and her own iron grip that had kept him from rearranging Luke's jaw. He looked dead into Andy's eyes and saw nothing but pure anger and he knew it was over. He wasn't quite sure where the anger was directed, but he had a feeling it wasn't all towards Luke. Andy had been very clear that as much as she would not mind seeing Sam rearrange Luke's face, she did not want him in her fight. Sam knew she would have to admit that Luke had provoked Sam by making it personal. He also knew now was not the time to point that out.

"That's IT!" Andy shouted so loud the entire bar stopped to look at the scene. "You!" She turned, shoving her finger into Luke's chest. "If I hear from you again and it's not at all related to a case, I'm having Frank press charges for harassment. You think I'm joking? Try me. If I'm nothing more than 'leftovers' than what do you care anyway? Go back to Jo, or just go. No one here wants you. No one here will ever want you." Andy yelled. Luke was stunned. He knew he went too far, but he never imagined Andy would threaten to charge him. He knew she wasn't bluffing. The McNally temper was infamous and it was well known through the division that Andy had inherited the temper from her father. Tommy McNally never bluffed and neither did his daughter. Luke nodded. "I'm gone," he told her. He put signaled that he had paid his tab and without looking at the rest of the gang, he left without another word.

Sam didn't say anything. He had seen Andy lose her temper on only a few occasions and knew that when she did, no one could really talk her down. He had been able to on the occasions when she lost it, but the temper was not partially directed at him. He knew she was probably pissed that he let Luke get the better of him and was about to risk his career, knowing Luke, on something that was decidedly not worth it.

Andy spun on her heel to face her boyfriend. On the one hand, she wasn't shocked things had gone this far and when Luke made that last comment, there was a part of her that really wanted to see Sam rearrange his face structure. The logical part of her though told her that it wasn't going to end things and she was angry that Sam had not listened when she asked him repeatedly to let her handle it. She knew the things their friends had said about the situation were true, but she still did not feel like it was Sam's fight. Yes, Luke had made it personal, but he did it to provoke Sam into fighting him, something Andy was sure Luke knew she wouldn't have wanted.

Sam continued to stay silent. Oliver and Jerry slunk back behind him at the sight of her gaze. Somewhere behind them, Andy could faintly here Traci and Noelle chuckle at the guy's reaction. "I'm going home. To my place. Alone. I think we need a night apart." Andy told Sam. Without another word she turned and walked out the door. Sam didn't know what to say, or do and stood there blankly staring behind her before grabbing his coat and going after her. He wouldn't try to talk her out of her plan, but he didn't want her to walk either. It was late and cold and it had been a long night.

She was halfway across the lot when she felt a familiar touch on her arm. "I'm not going to argue with you tonight," Sam told her, "but please, let me drive you home. It's late and freezing and I know you're exhausted." Andy didn't say a word, but nodded and allowed Sam to walk her to the truck. The ride to her place was silent until Sam pulled up at her complex. He put the gear in park and put his hand on hers.

"If you wake up and don't want to be alone, call me. I don't care what time it is, I'll come over. If not, call me when you get up in the morning and we can get together and talk, okay?" Andy nodded. "I love you," he told her. "I'm sorry."

Andy smiled a small smile and put her other hand on his cheek. "I love you, too. I just need the night to myself." She told him. He nodded. He wasn't sure if he should try to kiss her, but figured the worst that would happen is she would hop out before he got close. Andy couldn't help but giggle at his hesitation before he leaned towards her. She gave him a sweet, chaste kiss and whispered, "I love you", one more time before opening the door and hopping out. She unlocked the complex door and turned to wave, letting Sam know she was good. Sam waved back and put the truck in drive, sighing. He knew there would come a night in the future where they would end up alone, but he hadn't wanted it to happen this way. He knew some space was good for them, especially at this stage in their relationship, but he didn't like it. Marveling at the revelation that he, Sam Swarek, would miss his girlfriend after only one night alone, Sam set off for home. Knowing he would set things right in the morning.