Due to the few responses of wanting some more, I will give you more. =)

Sam lowered Andy's head back down to the ground still pressing against her lips ever so slightly. He wanted to allow her to feel the emotions he had surging through his body, the care, the tender, the loyalty. Thick as ever he wanted to give that energy to her so she can fight, so she can always fight and pull through anything and that this girl who laid here is a great cop and an amazing person, the energy to fight through pain, fear, through love, to hope and to dream. As his lips ever so delicately left hers he could feel his connection to her. Never in his life had he had so much ambition for someone alone someone with him. He tilted his head to her ear. His hand swept through her hair.

"You hang in there McNally" he whispered. Placing a kiss on her cheek, he squeezed her hand.

"Alright guys, what are we waiting for?" Sam asked with his eyes glazed over and his smart ass smile. Andy gave a small smile at the tone of Sam.

"You hang in there girlfriend. I'm right here Andy" said a dashing Nash running to Andy's side to hold her hand as well. Sam looked straight in her eyes and it was almost like Nash gave Sam the most utmost respect anyone could ask for.

"Move in ladies!" Shaw yelled for the trailing EMS.

Four hours later.

"You did good Sammy boy." Shaw said placing his hand on Sam's shoulder.

"How did –"

"You were the one that needed to be in there with her Sam. Whether or not you want to take responsibility, you gave her that will. You finally told her what she needed to hear. What we all needed to hear. Christ Sam, she wouldn't have held on if it was anyone else in that room. You saved her Sam. You Sam Swarek gave her a goal to aim at and let me tell you, she hit it right on. Things look bad now Sam, they do but she pulled through. That's what we need to focus on for her. She needs you more than ever right now Sam. We, Division 15 need her to come back stronger than ever when she is ready and you're just the one to help her aim again, to give her hope."

Sam sat with his arms crossed. A blank look on his face to match the blank response, he knew Shaw was right but to see Andy hurt. Andy McNally. To even imagine for a second that you would lose that contagious smile, that witty flirty personality, possibly to never gaze into the eyes that made him lose track every time, it was scarring. It was scary. To have echoes of her intense breathing, not because of pleasure, but because of pain he may or may have caused. The clear picture of her in angst, her perfect stomach to be cut and disturbed in such a way, that's what upset him.

"Thanks Oliver." He finally was able to cough up as he shifted his eyes and to give a reassurance grin.

Sam was finally able to see Andy. He approached the wooden doorway of her room. It was too simple, too elegant for her liking he could tell right away. Before he could state a witty comment about it his eyes were met with the ones that made him lose track. Even in bad shape Andy was still gorgeous.

"It's too simple, too clean. This world needs some clutter or mess in it at one point or another. Guess I'm that mess." She said still looking at him. She had her bed set up to partially sitting. Her head rested upright on the bed as she grinned.

"You always have something to say don't you?" He replied walking over to sit on the blue and white sheets covering her. He just continued to stare into those eyes; to make sure what he was seeing was real. She sported and IV in her left arm. He caressed around the area, taking his eyes off hers to examine everything. He met back up with hers. He placed his hands near the top of the sheets and slowly started to tug down her covers. He looked into her eyes for reassurance. She had no gown on, just a bra and black pajama pants. He watched as the sheets got lower and lower. He finally came across the wound, the wound that brought them closer in a sick way. It was covered by white bandages that had started to bleed through. He ran his eyes up her body meeting up with hers again.

"It's ok Sam. I'm alright"

Typical Andy.

Sam carefully laid a kiss around the area as if he could heal it with how he felt towards her. He grabbed the fresh bandages off the side table and placed them in his lap.

"You look tired" he said as he slowly took the bandages off. She nodded. The touch of Sam made her relax. The sense of his being gave her comfort. She's wanted nothing but to sleep. She had been waiting for him to come in so she could confide in his company. Sam cleaned her wound and replaced clean bandages. He watched as she tried fighting to keep an eye on him, but as strong as this lion kid is, she slowly fell into unconsciousness to wake up hours later with Sam still right by her side.