Note – This takes place the day after the big take down operation where Sam almost died.

Andy was exhausted she had spent half the night tossing and turning replaying the night before in her mind. Sam almost died, he could have died. The thought caused her to feel sick. She actually thought he had died. But he didn't, she had his back. But still everytime she actually managed to fall asleep she'd wake up mere minutes later with a nightmare – thinking of what would have happened if she hadn't got Rick to talk to her. Today was a new day though. She was going to ride with Sam, hopefully. Walking to get her radio she bumped into Traci and the two began to talk about their love lives.

"Seriously Andy, I think you need to take a step back. You and Luke are moving awfully fast." Nash said to her as they were doing their radio checks.

"What about you and Dex?" Andy retorted in a semi-annoyed tone.

Traci brushed off the tone and replied. "It's different, Dex and I have Leo. Like I've told you we have history."

"You just broke up with Jerry." Andy interrupted. "And to top it off you are back walking the beat – what does Dex think about that?"

"Well Dex doesn't know about Jerry, and you have a point he wasn't too pleased when I said I was going to transfer back. He just doesn't want me to get hurt you know. But you and Luke haven't been dating that long. A key to each other's places I'd get that."

"We better go to parade." Andy said she didn't want to continue the conversation. She had made her decision. She wanted to be with Luke. He was stable, safe, and a good guy. She knew she was making the right decision. Even though she was starting to realize that he feelings for Sam might not be so easy to forget.

After parade Andy walked into Luke's office wanting to see him before she started her shift.

"Hey there," she said smiling at him. He looked up from his desk slightly annoyed.

"What's wrong?" She started to think back if she had done anything that would have upset him but she couldn't think of anything.

"It's this damn case. The Zoe Martinelli case. I can't really talk right now Andy. I'm sorry but I can't. I'm trying to get a hold of this guy who can help me. See you tonight."

Andy was slightly disappointed that he just brushed her off, but she turned around and started to leave his office. "Can you get the door?" he said before she made her way out.

"Something the matter McNally?" Sam asked her. It had been an hour into their shift and she had barely spoken a word which was unusual.

"I'm fine." Andy replied even though she really wasn't. Earlier she had been so excited to ride with Sam after what happened last night. Now all she could think about was what happened with Luke, she knew she was over-reacting slightly. But she also couldn't help but be upset about it. It wasn't like she was asking for a long meaningful conversation just a hey I'll miss you all day. Was that too much to ask?

"Alright," Sam said putting his focus back on the road.

"It's men," Andy said. "It's men all men."

Sam immediately regretted asking her the question. Before he could even say something or even think to say anything Andy began to talk about what was bothering her.

"You know not everything needs to be complicated and when we say hi. It's not like you need to make us feel like we are just some inconvenience and your job is more important than us." She took in a deep breath in. "You know what I'm sorry, just forget I said anything."

Sam cleared his throat. "Oh believe me McNally I will." He turned his head and looked at her for a moment. It upset him to see her when she was upset with Luke or when he was mad at her. It made him resent the guy even more. Sam did what he could, be a friend to Andy even though he wanted more but she made her choice and he was going to respect that.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Andy snapped back. "You know what nevermind. I don't want to know."

Sam didn't respond and they spent the next fifteen minutes sitting in silence until a call came in over the radio.

"We have a break and enter around Lawrence Park South at 1238 Glengrove Avenue."

Andy reached over for the radio and Sam lit up their car. "1505 responding show us en route."

"1505 we've got more information from the 911 call please be notified there is a woman and two small children in the house, and shots have been fired."

"Rodger that." Andy said before setting down the remote. Sam and Andy shot each other a look both uncertain of what was about to happen. Both slightly worried for the other.

They arrived on scene and bolted out of the car.

"1505 on scene, we are entering the house." Sam looked over at Andy. "Cover me."

Sam busted the door in and they had their guns drawn. Andy's heart was beating a mile a minute. She was so nervous. This job reminded her of her first day which just made her nerves even worse. They walked into the livingroom and there was a man with a gun standing over a woman. There was blood everywhere then Andy looked around and there were little kids with bullet wounds in their chests. They were lying in pools of their own blood.

"Put down the weapon." Sam practically yelled at the guy. Though it sounded about a mile away. She knew she had to pull it together. "Put down the weapon sir, it's over." Sam said pointing his gun at the guy. They could hear more units arriving.

"Shaw 1519 on scene. 1505 what's your 20?"

Andy reached for her radio. "1505 in the livingroom." She said her breath heavy. She looked at the guy with the gun. He was still holding it. Sam and Andy both had their guns pointed at the guy. "We have three down."

The guy with the gun turned around. He looked at Sam and Andy. Then he fired the gun, Andy felt the bullet hit her vest then she fell to the ground. Sam shot at the guy and he fell to the ground.

"McNally." Sam ran to her side just as Shaw and Epstein walked into the house. "Lay back." He said to her as she tried to get back up. The pain was overwhelming. "1505 we need an ambulance at this location, now, officer down." Andy lied there in pain. Dov went to go check on the guy Sam had shot.

Andy had been admitted to the hospital overnight and Sam was there with her. She was waiting for Luke. She had left him a couple of messages on his cell and on his phone in his office. To top that off it had been a few hours since she got shot even if she hadn't called him she had to think someone at the barn would have mentioned it to him. Her father had dropped by but it was late and he had to go to a meeting and Andy didn't want to keep him from that. Her dad staying sober meant a lot to her.

"Thanks for waiting with me, you know, til Luke gets here."

Sam nodded his head in response.

Andy was beginning to worry that maybe he had come and heard them talking and left. But he was also becoming more obsessed with the Zoe Martinelli case. It was beginning to worry her and make her feel like she wasn't enough.

"You should get some rest Andy." Sam said to her.

"Yeah, no, thanks for staying you should probably…" Andy's voice trailed off.

"Yeah right." Said Sam. "I'll uh see you around copper."

"See ya."

Andy felt stupid. Was she still faking things with Luke? Hoping that one day it would turn into everything she wanted it to be. I mean, things with Luke were good. She cared about him but she wasn't sure if she was in love with him. Then this she was lying in a hospital bed and he should be here.

Andy opened her eyes to see the sun peaking in through the blinds of her hospital room. She was still stiff and sore from taking the bullet to her vest.

"Hey you're up!." A raspy voice exclaimed from the other side of the room. It took Andy a minute to find it, but there was her dad smiling at her.

"Hey dad. When did you get here?" Andy scooted up in the bed.

"Not that long ago," He told her she figured he was lying but she didn't mind. He had been doing so good lately with staying sober. She was actually happy that he was here. "Must have missed your boyfriend Callaghan though."

Before she could answer her doctor walked in. "Alright Ms. McNally a nurse will be bringing in your discharge papers in soon. Then you'll be free to go. Just take it easy for the next week." He turned and left the room.

Andy was back at her place. She was alone, her dad stayed for about an hour but she told him she was exhausted and needed to sleep. But she was really going to try and track down Luke. She called his office first figuring he'd be there, seemed logical enough. Sure enough he picked up the phone.

"Detective Callaghan." His voice stern and serious.

"Hey stranger." She replied to him in a playful tone. "Don't check you caller id anymore?"

"Oh hey Andy."

She was little confused he seemed distracted or withdrawn.

"Where have you been? I figured you'd come see me at the hospital. Did you get my messages?"

"I've been swamped at work, and yes I got your messages."

"Luke what's going on?" Andy was afraid of the answer she'd get to that question. She thought that Luke was in love with her, and you'd think that since she got shot he'd rush to be with her but instead it seems more like he was avoiding her.

"What do you mean?" He asked as if he had no idea what Andy was getting at which just made her angry.

"I was shot Luke, and you are at work. You couldn't even peel yourself away from your desk long enough to see if your girlfriend is okay."

"Andy..."

"You know what never mind I don't want to have this conversation over the phone how about you just drop by my place when you are done doing whatever it is that you are doing."

"Andy wait." He said as she took the phone away from her ear. It was too late she was done talking to him for now.

Andy decided she couldn't stay at her place. So she went for a walk. She was still in pain but it wasn't so bad. She walked to her father's place. She wanted to talk to him about her fight with Luke. Ideally she'd like to talk to Traci but she knew Traci was working, and she needed to talk about it now. It was only a few hours until end shift but then they'd be going to the penny and Andy wasn't up for a night of drinking.

She knocked on her father's door, and when he answered he was surprised to see her.

"I thought you were going to get some rest." He said to her. He was really shocked to see her, unusually shocked. Which concerned Andy he never acted this way with her before. Not even when he was drinking.

"Yeah well I needed to talk to someone." She said and he let her in. He seemed rather reluctant to do so but she just brushed it off or at least tried to.

"Before we start I just need a glass of water I walked over." She said and headed into his kitchen. She opened the fridge to get the pitcher and found a brand new bottle of scotch. She reached in and pulled it out then just stared at her father. Her blood was boiling. First Sam almost dies, then she gets shot, then the fight with Luke, and now this. Andy didn't know how much more she could take.

"Andy," he said in an apologetic tone.

"You promised me it was different this time." Her voice was full of anger. "You said you couldn't loose me. This was your last chance."

"Just give me a minute to explain, Andy sweetheart, please." Her dad's face was full of guilt. It pained Andy to do this but she couldn't listen to what he had to say. If she did, she'd forgive him. She couldn't do that. Luke was letting her down, and her dad always let her down.

"No, I can't hear another one of your excuses. It always ends the same way you telling me this time will be different. I shouldn't have let you back in. I knew it was going to happen again. I knew you'd fall of the wagon. I'm an idiot."

"Andy," Her dad interjected but she didn't even let him finish she raised her voice and continued.

"No I am, because even though I knew this would happen I couldn't help but hope that this time maybe it actually would be different. But I am a fool, I thought that maybe for the first time in a long time I could come to you with a problem and have you help me with what is going on in my life."

Andy took a deep breath in, which caused her to flinch a little.

"I'm done. Don't call me, don't come to visit me. I can't keep living like this. I can't do it. I'm sorry but I can't, and I don't care if you get sober. I just can't do this anymore."

Andy walked out with the bottle of scotch in her hand.