A/N: Hey, everybody! I've had this idea stuck in my head for a while now, and have only found time to write since it's the winter break. And I know that I promised this before the new year, but my creative juices weren't flowing. Who knew writing a simple story could be so hard?

This was supposed to be a one-shot, but the story would've been too long, so it's probably going to be two, at the most three.

Inspired by NothatRose's A Warrant For Your Heart. I don't mean to copy, but it's so good!

Also, it's come to my attention that an email was sent out saying that this was published a few days ago, but it didn't appear. That's because I decided to make this story longer. Even though it's up now, sorry to everybody for getting your hopes up! Thanks you to ariel133 for pointing this out to me.

Finally, Happy New Year!

Disclaimer: I don't own Rookie Blue, it's characters or the song Save You by Matthew Perryman Jones.

Save You

Sam Swarek sat on the bench in the empty men's locker room, pen in hand. He was hunched over a piece of paper, writing. He spoke out loud to the empty room, "I have to tell her now, before it's too late. Before she moves in with Callaghan." Tears were threatening to fall, but Sam managed to hold them back.

Just as he finished his letter, the locker room door opened. "Sam? You in here, brother?" Sam's best friend, Oliver Shaw walked into the room and sat down beside Sam. "Hey, what's that? I thought you were done all of your paperwork already."

Sam looked up, wiping his eyes. "Nothing, just a letter for Sarah." He placed the piece of paper on the bench beside him and placed his body so his body shielded the letter from Oliver's sight.

Oliver gave Sam a stern glance, "Sam, cut the crap. We've been brothers for years, don't you dare hide anything from me." In a more mischievous tone, he added, "Besides, I can just get Noelle to come over an kick your ass until you tell me."

"Ollie..." Sam stared at the paper helplessly, then he passed it over to his friend. "Read it silently."

Oliver took the page, and silently read the letter, his eyes widening as he continued. He looked up, "Sam, you do know she's moved in with Callaghan, right?"

Sam glared at Oliver, "You think I don't know that?" He jumped up, pacing the locker room, his hands tangled in his hair. "God, that's the only thing she talks about! Luke this, Luke that!"

Oliver stood up, his hands raised in surrender, "Okay, calm down." When he saw that the fire in Sam's eyes had gone, he continued. "Fine, tell her, do whatever you want. I just have one tip, don't give her the letter." Sam opened his mouth to protest, but Oliver cut him off. "You need to tell her face-to-face. In person. That way, she'll know that you really mean it."

Sam stared at the paper in Oliver's hand for at least a minute, lost in his thoughts. "Okay. Tonight." He took the letter from Oliver's hand, and ripped in half. Sam kept ripping until the paper was reduced to shreds. As the two left the locker room, the scraps fluttered to the floor. Only on a single piece were words readable:

So, help me decide
Help me to make up
Make up my mind
Wouldn't that save you?
Wouldn't that save you?
Wouldn't that save you?

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Andy McNally was not in a good mood. One thing bad happened after another, and Andy was convinced that the world purposely ganged up on her today to make her life miserable. She glared at the clock. It read just after 4, which meant that shift ended over half an hour ago.

The beep of her alarm clock woke Andy up. She lay still, on her side, not wanting to wake up yet. Even with her eyes closed, Andy couldn't detect any light, which was weird, because it was the summer, and the sun always rises early this time of year.. Her eyes shot open, and she looked at her beeping clock. The clock face read 4:30, an hour before her usual wake up time. She remembered that Luke had borrowed the alarm yesterday, so he could wake up early to get ready for that court meeting of his. Obviously, he hadn't bothered to change it back.

"Turn it off." Luke said irritably. He had been woken up by the alarm, but remained curled up on his side. Andy switched off the alarm, set it for an hour later, and closed her eyes, trying to fall back asleep.

Five minutes later, she still couldn't fall back asleep, so she turned to her other side, hoping that it would be more comfortable. It wasn't, however, because Luke immediately laid an arm protectively across her waist, sending a chill through Andy's body. She turned again, so she was lying on her back, but Luke's arm still rested on her body, now across her stomach. Andy flipped over onto her stomach, trying to wiggle her way out form under Luke's arm.

"Andy, go to sleep." Luke's groggy voice emanated from the other side of the bed. Sighing, Andy sat up, and walking into the bathroom, wanting to take a nice warm shower to wake her up slowly. "And don't use all of the hot water!" Luke called.

As Andy stepped into the shower, she stubbed her toe on the wall, causing her to jump up and down, nearly losing her balance. Once she regained her balance, she turned on the hot water, and nearly screamed as ice cold water came out of the head and splashed down her back. Andy quickly shut off the water, and grabbed a towel, drying her self off in an attempt to keep any body heat.

She ran quickly into the bedroom, grabbed some clothes and sprinted back into the bathroom, locking the door. Even after five months of living with Luke, Andy still found it odd to change in his, no their bedroom, preferring the solitude of the bathroom. After getting dressed, Andy wandered into the kitchen, with the intention of making one big cup of coffee.

Andy's thoughts were interrupted by her partner for the day, Gail, "Hey buddy, watch it!" Andy looked up, and saw a car speeding away. Gail was swearing at the driver under her breath just loud enough for Andy to catch some of the words., including jerk, license and something about cutting off a police vehicle.

As she looked down at her feet, Andy noticed that Gail's coffee cup has tipped over, spilling it's contents onto Andy's uniform. Gail noticed too, "Watch it!" Andy grabbed a napkin, and tried to wipe off some of the spilled liquid as the cruiser pulled into the parking lot.

Gail immediately jumped out of the car, and walked toward the door, ignoring the suspect in the back of the car. "I have a dinner date tonight. See ya." She vanished into the station, leaving Andy to bring in and book the suspect.

Fuming, Andy climbed out of the cruiser, and brought out the suspect. she dragged him roughly towards the sally port, ignoring the objections from the man. "Could you be any rougher, Officer?" groaned the man.

"Shut up." Andy said coldly.

"Yes ma'am..." He looked at her, "Just one question, what did i ever do to you?"

Andy glared at the man, "Do I look like I'm suppressing emotion?"

"Okay, okay. I'll shut up now." He looked down at the ground. "Sorry, it's just that I've never been behind bars, so I don't really know if I should be all bad ass, or just, ya know, chill?"

Andy gave a frustrated look to Dov, who was in charge of booking that shift, much to his dismay. "Yeah, can I punch him in the face?"

Dov grinned, "Rock 'n roll, McNally!"

As she and Dov booked the man, she made a mental list of the crappy things that happened to her so farthat day. One, alarm clock incident. Two, the cold shower. Three, out of coffee. Four, being partnered with Gail. Andy paused, thinking about the fourth item. It was unusual for San and Andy not to be partnered together, but Sam had to go to Headquarters, and talk to Boyd about a Guns and Gangs position. Heading towards the locker room, Andy contemplated what life at 15 would be without Sam. They obviously wouldn`t be partners, and Andy would miss all of his lame jokes, and his dimpled smile.

Suddenly, Andy had a revelation. She couldn't live without Sam, he was her rock. There, perfect and simple. Andy stumbled back, taken away by this idea. "I have to find him, before it's too late. Before he leaves for Guns and Gangs."

However, Luke chose this moment to walk up to Andy, "Hey babe, you ready to go? I finally got the case wrapped up, so we have the evening all to ourselves." Even though he was talking to Andy, his eyes were fixed over his shoulder at the D's office, his eyes locked with something Andy couldn't see.

Andy followed Luke's gaze, and found herself looking at Jo. Obviously, Luke still had feelings for Jo, and Andy couldn't blame him, Jo was a (sort of) nice and hard-working person overall, perfect for Luke. Andy could feel a tiny bit of her heart breaking, not out of jealous toward Jo, but because she realized that by being with Luke, she had prevented not one, but two would-be perfect relationships.

Andy looked up at him, "Luke, we need to talk."

Luke brought his gaze back to Andy, "Okay, your house or mine?"

Andy shook her head, "Can we just go to the Penny? I'll be quick, I promise." She looked at him with hopeful eyes.

"Okay, I'll meet you by the car in ten." Luke ended the conversation by walking away from Andy, toward the D's office. Andy sighed, grateful that the conversation was over. She walked quickly to the women's locker room, wanting to get the upcoming conversation over with as quickly as possible.

It seemed that the world was finally getting bored of patronizing Andy, as she managed to get ready without anybody interrupting her. She dressed nicely, maybe a bit too fancy for an evening at the Penny, but that was okay.

Andy walked out of the locker room, and to her surprise, ran right into Sam, dropping her bag in the process.

Sam reached out a hand to steady her, "Whoa, where's the fire, McNally?"

Andy slowly looked up at him, taking time to gaze at his muscular body. "What?" She was mildly surprised to see him. Since he was at Headquarters all day, Andy would've expected him to just go home instead of dropping by the station. Unless he had to talk to Frank about going undercover Andy thought. Her brain didn't comprehend what Sam said, but it suddenly clicked into her brain that Sam was speaking. "Oh, nothing's wrong. I was just heading to the Penny."

"Need a ride?" Sam looked down at her with his signature dimply smile. "I'm even feeling so nice that I'll buy you a drink. You probably need it after being paired up with Peck."

Andy looked away, because if she kept looking at him, she knew she couldn't refuse. She shook her head, "It's okay, Luke's giving me a ride. He wrapped the big case he was working on, so we 'have the night off.'" She looked back up at him, meeting his gaze. Sam's bright eyes visibly darkened, and Andy's heart broke a tiny bit to see that look of disappointment. "Rain check?" Andy asked.

Sam looked down, unable to look into her eyes. "Okay, yeah. Whatever..." He stalked off, his shoulders slumped. Andy stared after him with a regretful gaze, but she knew that after tonight, maybe the two of them would be able to mend their broken relationship.

A/N: Again, sorry for the wait, but I hope it was worth it!

Just to make this clear, I do not like Luke. In fact, I pretty much hate him for what he did to Andy. However, unlike Kidnapped, I decided not to make Luke the bad guy, for all you people who like him.

Please review, they mean so much!

Thanks for your screen time,

-Emma