As Sam was changing his clothes, he could hear a sudden commotion outside of the locker room. It sounded like someone turned the noise level up about ten more decibels. He threw his belongings into his bag quickly, anxious to see the drama and head over to the Black Penny.

Just as he walked through the locker room door, a blur of someone ran past him almost knocking him to the ground. The blur smashed into the woman's locker room door and disappeared. Sam knew who it was; but he didn't know why she was in such a hurry. He looked out into the sea of uniforms and faces. All seemed to appear normal. Sam found Tracey and Jerry whispering to each other. They both had looks of anger and distaste written all over their body language. Sam turned and walked into the woman's locker room. It was completely silent except for the noise coming from the bathroom stalls. Sam dropped his bag and made his way over to the stalls.

"Andy?" He kneeled down next to his partner, "hey,"

"Go." Andy spat out as she emptied her stomach into the toilet. "Please."

"I'm not leaving you." Sam rubbed her back up and down. "You need someone right now."

As soon as she had finished, Sam handed her a plastic cup filled with water. He watched as she washed out her mouth and spit it in the toilet. She then continued drinking over half the bottle quickly.

"Easy there killer." Sam took the water bottle. Andy leaned back against the wall. Her hair was matted in the sweat on her face.

"Sam, what did I do to deserve this?" Tears built up in her eyes. Her face became pale and she closed her eyes tight as another wave of nausea swept over her.

"Hey," Sam moved so he was next to her side, he had one hand rested on her knees. "Just breathe Andy."

"Okay." Andy replied with a shaky voice. She leaned her forehead against Sam's hand that rested on her knees.

"Just relax, okay? I'm going to go get your clothes so you can change and I'll take you home."

Sam knew Andy's lock combination and quickly found her jeans and tank top. He dug until he found a sweater and a cosmetic bag. He grabbed her wallet and anything else that she may need. Sam turned when the squeak of the woman's locker room door opened.

"How is she?" Traci asked.

"I have no idea what just happened. She is in there throwing up and pale as a ghost. What went on out there?" Sam ran his hand over his face. Concern didn't even begin to describe how he felt.

"Sam, how much do you know about her father and about Luke right now?"

"I didn't... I guess she said... Apparently nothing." Sam sat down.

"It's a very long story that requires tequila and a lot of understanding." Traci sat down on the bench next to him. "Keep her with you at all times; do not let Luke near her. She needs us right now more than we could ever know."

"What? I don't understand..." Sam clutched Andy's clothes close to him as if she filled the empty spaces between the hems.

"I'll be over tonight with Jerry." Tracy patted is knee and stood up. "Remember Swarek, keep an eye on her." And just like that track had disappeared into the hallway. Sam sat dumbfounded for a few minutes until he heard Andy getting sick again, that caused him to jump up and quickly get to her in the stall.

"I brought your clothes." Sam set them on the counter behind him. Andy wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and stood up to face Sam. "I hope I brought everything you need." Andy nodded, which caused a smile to form on Sam's lips.

"Okay, I will just wait over there." same started to walk off, but stopped when Andy grabbed her arm.

"Just stay over here." Andy started to undress her by unbuttoning her uniform shirt. "Please? Just don't." she looked in his eyes desperate for him to understand.

"Okay." Sam smiled trying to get her to relax and smile. "What do you want to eat for dinner? I know I promised you a drink at the Penny, but I think we should get some dinner in you before we try the liquor." Sam watched her face the whole time she changed her clothes. She stripped down to her sports bra first, and then once her white shirt and black sweater were in place she worked on her pants. Handing the clothes to Sam as she successfully removed them, he folded them neatly.

"Anything sounds good." Andy said. "I need to talk to Traci about staying at her place tonight." "Traci is coming to my place tonight, so you'll see her later." Sam said recalling his previous conversation.

"Okay." Andy swallowed hard. "Can we just get out of here? Take me anywhere for dinner, just please get me out of this building."

"No problem." they gathered up her things and Sam picked up his bag that was by the door.