Andy's POV

I like to run, it clears my mind and keeps me in shape…I just wish that I was able to do it at normal hours of the day. My eyes are red rimed and I may be suffering from serious sleep deprivation. Ever since I showed up at Sam's house—after running I may add—I haven't slept much, he won't get out of my mind. So here I am, running at full speed, feet smacking the pavement at a thundering pace, Ipod blaring in my ears…at three in the morning.

I have no clue wear I'm going but I don't care. The street lights shine in my eyes as I speed by. My thoughts are eliminated while I concentrate on the song playing

'damn she fine hopin she can sock it to me one mo time Get low, Get low To the window, to the wall, (to dat wall) To the sweat drop down my balls (MY BALLS) To all these bitches crawl (crawl)' how the hell did this get on my Ipod?

Whatever it's kind of catchy. I haven't spotted anyone on this road aside from the odd late night driver 'oh what the hell?' I ask myself and begin to sing the lyrics at an off key half yell while dancing around in the middle of the street as I near the end of the song, my butt stuck out in a dance move, last note plays and I slap it like the immature adult I pretend not to be.

A loud clapping begins as I hear a familiar deep throaty laugh and a figure I hadn't noticed before steps out from the darkness to stand in the street light

"Oh shit"

Sam's POV

I attempted sleep. I was drained and tired from the events of the past week, hating Luke, and trying not to love Andy. But it seems to be a lot harder then I initially thought. Luke is naturally easy to hate and Andy…is Andy. Thoughts of her spark my mind every minute of every day; little things reminded me of her which makes my attempts to forget her ever harder. Running usually helped, because with Andy's sent still lingering on my pillows while I tried to sleep getting a good night sleep wasn't working so well.

Now I find myself pounding the pavement as I run the streets of Toronto. I'm usually good with directions but at the moment I have no clue were I am and its not like anyone's going to be out at three in the morning to tell me were to go…so I keep running. I listen to the city sounds around me and watch the street lights flicker and shine in the night. My pace begins to slow as I hear Andy's voice in my head, yup I'm going nuts. "damn she fine hopin she can sock it to me one mo time Get low, Get low To the window, to the wall, To the sweat drip down my balls, MY BALLS! To all these bitches crawl" wait what?

I walk a bit as Andy's voice rings in my ears, then I see her and no I'm not crazy…she is. My rookie is singing and dancing under a streetlight to a very provocative song in the middle of a Toronto street, at three in the morning. After getting over the shock I begin to enjoy myself with her little show. Its not often I get to see any fun side of Andy but right now will do for a while. When the song finishes and she smacks her butt I can't help but laugh and clap. She turns around startled as she spots me under the street light "oh shit" I hear her say and I laugh even more

"How long have you been standing there?" she asks.

"Long enough McNally, long enough"

yea so I got the idea from the proposal and thought it would be kinda fun to write, it sounded better in my head then when I wrought it out but I hope you guys like it anyways ( keep it at a one shot? Let me no please!)

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