Author Note: This is my first ever FanFiction story. I came across this site about two months ago trying to fill my Rookie Blue void before season 3 airs! My obsession with this show has gotten the best of me and I have decided to attempt to write. Any and all comments/critiques are welcome.

I have never written anything like this, and It's not something I do all the time so I hope that you find my story and least interesting.

Disclaimer: I do not own Rookie Blue.

It had been three weeks since Sam and Andy returned to the division after their suspension. Never in a million years did they expect to still be partners after everything they risked while Sam was undercover. They were very thankful that Best trusted them enough to still remain partners on the job. That is one thing they always kept professional. Nothing would get in the way of serving and protecting their city. Things were going great between the two, professionally and romantically.

Andy showed up with a smile and an extra hop in her step every morning to work. You could see the happiness in her big brown eyes. Traci could feel the good vibes reflecting from Andy and she couldn't be happier for her best friend.

Every minute that passed of every day Sam thought about his amazing girlfriend. 'Girlfriend,' he thought. 'I never would have dreamed life could be any better than this.' It was two minutes before the morning meeting when he glanced across the room and saw Andy running into parade just before Best was to give his morning speech.

It was a usual morning, Andy barely making it on time and Sam holding two cups of coffee. One for him, and one for Andy just the way she liked it. He knew mornings were always tough for McNally and the coffee always put her in a better mood.

Best finished his debriefing, with nothing new going on that day. He handed out assignments and all officers were off with their respective partners." Andy, I will meet you at the cruiser in five," Sam said to his partner. Andy nodded as she finished her conversation with Tracy about their plans for this weekend.

" Trace, its Friday and you don't have Leo this weekend. Let's go to the Penny tonight. We can get the whole gang in on it. It's been a while since we have all gone out," Andy said.

"Yeah, I'm up for a couple rounds of Karaoke." Tracy smiled. "Tell the group and I'll meet you there after shift."

Sam and Andy had been riding around in the cruiser and the day passed by extremely fast. Not only did they enjoy each others' company, but they had just enough calls to keep the work coming. Nothing too serious, just enough calls to keep them busy with paperwork for what seemed like an eternity.

"I finished my paperwork and I think I am going to go and get ready for tonight. Are we riding together to the Penny?" she asked.

"Yeah," he responded. "If you wait twenty minutes I will be able to drop you off at your place to get ready and we can go from there."

"Actually Sam, I think I am going to walk home tonight. Its only eight blocks and it is a beautiful night out."

"Beautiful?" He questioned. "It is cold out, not to mention the snowflakes already starting to pierce through the night sky."

"I know Sam, but I love the feeling of the snow falling as I'm walking through it. It puts me in a great mood." Andy thought to herself what the weather really reminded her of, but she was still too scared to talk to Sam about her mother.

"Ok, I'll pick you up at your place after you get changed, then we can go to the Penny," Sam stated as he watched her walk out the door nodding her head.

Flashes of her childhood passed through her mind as she walked past the park. It was the same park she would go to with her mother when she was young. She could still feel the way her mom would take her hand as they skated around the rink while laughing and genuinely having a good time.

'Why was I not good enough for my mother? Was I such a horrible child that she had to run as far away from me as possible?' Andy had these thoughts occasionally, not as much as when she was younger, but she wondered if she would ever be able to completely get passed that same lonely, heartbroken, child-like feeling that her mother ever so painfully left her with.

Andy was so caught up with the memories of her childhood that she completely ignored her surroundings as she was about half way home. Not that she was in unfamiliar territory, but it was just part of being a cop, knowing where you were and who was around you at all times.

Andy made a right turn onto a quiet street a few blocks before her house. It was the middle of winter and the night sky was in full effect as the only light was from the moon peaking out through the clouds and the streetlights on the corners of each block. The light snowfall also made things seem a little brighter outside.

Pondering her childhood, Andy didn't even hear the sound of two sets of footprints slowly creeping up behind her. The two men were each medium height and medium build. One had on dark blue jeans and a black hoodie as the other wore blue sweatpants with a brown puffy jacket. Andy quickly turned her head and that is all she saw of the two men before feeling a cold heavy object strike her on the side of her face. She couldn't tell if it was a fist or a brick that hit her because it all happened so fast.

Andy was flat on her back with the hard, freezing cold cement beneath her as she opened her eyes and saw one of her attackers on top of her. Her instincts overcame her fear and she immediately tried to take in her surroundings. She was in an alley not far from her home because she recognized the way one of the streetlights flickered in the same pattern every night. She saw that same annoying streetlight every time she decided to walk home from work wondering when the city would decide to fix it. She was slightly relieved to realize that she hadn't blacked out from the blow to her face, and that she was still in the same area, they hadn't taken her somewhere unfamiliar.

The man, who was slightly shorter than Sam, but clearly had a bigger waist-line was sitting on top of her with his cold, calloused hands around her neck squeezing tighter and tighter. She looked at his face, but couldn't see much through the black ski mask he had protecting his features. She pleaded with her eyes, not being able to choke out a single word with this man's hands stiffly around her neck. Her hands tried defending herself, but in her position they kept becoming weaker and weaker.

Andy then noticed the second man rummaging through her bag just to the left of her body. She saw him pull out her wallet and take everything from inside it. He unzipped the inside zipper and his face looked as if he was in shock as he dropped her bag.

Andy was still fighting as hard as she could to not pass out from the lack of air forced upon her. She wiggled and fought, but the heavy man was too big for her to get out of his grip. His weight pinned her to the ground and his knees kept her arms from protecting her as they forced her arms to her sides. She finally caught a glimpse of his eyes and they were dark and cold as he intensely focused on had never seen such rage and lack of compassion in anyone's eyes before this. He lifted his right hand from her neck, only to grip tighter with the left hand. She suddenly felt his cold free hand slid up the back of her shirt. She cringed at the thought of what he could do to her.

'Focus, Andy, focus, don't let him get to you,' is all she could think about.

His hand lightly grazed her back and she felt shivers up and down her spine. "Pllll… plleee" is all she managed to gasp out before his hand came up over her mouth. He held one finger over her lips and told her to "Shhhh." His hand then came down to her waist and he gripped the jeans she was wearing and yanked so hard that it snapped the silver button off the top. She quickly felt so much more helpless than she had in the beginning while her eyes started to swell up with tears.

Suddenly she heard the second man's voice say, "Dude, look," as he pointed down to the bag he had dropped three seconds earlier.

"Bro, she's a fucking cop!" he stated as he stared at the badge barely peeking out from the bag that hit the ground. He smacked his friend upside his head realizing the consequences of their actions if they were caught assaulting an officer. "Bro, this changes the stakes, I'm not going down for assaulting a police officer. I don't know 'bout you, but I would rather be living on these streets than go back to the joint for life. You can count me out of this little mission you got going on here. I'm gone," he stated before taking off down the alley.

'Sam,' Andy thought. 'He is going to be at my house soon to pick me up. He will know something is wrong. He will come looking for me. Hurry Sam.' He is all Andy could think about as she lay on the cold, hard ground slowly seeing black dots until the picture of the man on top of her was completely blurry.

Sam finished up his paperwork at the barn and headed to his truck to go pick up his girlfriend. He took his cell phone out of his pocket and hit speed dial three. It rang five times before being automatically forwarded to voicemail. 'Hmm, that's funny, no answer,' he thought to himself. 'Maybe she is just finishing getting ready even though I stayed an extra 30 minutes after shift to finish paperwork.'

Sam headed straight to Andy's house to pick her up for their night out with friends. He pulled up and parked along the street only to see that there were no lights on and it didn't even look like Andy had been home. The snow was fresh and there were no other footprints leading up to the apartment other than his. He had a really bad feeling in the pit of his stomach, but gave her the benefit of the doubt. He ran up to her house and looked in the windows there was no sign of anybody inside. He quickly dialed Andy again, but it was the same outcome, no answer. He then proceeded to make another call. "Hey Tracy, is Andy with you or have you heard from her?"

"No, Sam," she replied. "I thought you were giving her a ride to the penny."

"I am, she won't answer her phone and she is not at home. If you see her tell her I am worried and give me a call back, ok Tracy."

Sam continued calling all of their friends including Dov, Chris, Gail, Oliver, Noelle, Jerry, Frank and even Luke because he was desperately worried about his girlfriend by then. After all, she was a danger magnet and after all the time they spent being apart while actually secretly loving each other he would be damned if anything happened to her.

There was a woman peaking out her window looking at the scene in the alley. She was unsure of what she was seeing, but had a bad feeling about the man and woman she saw on the ground. She made her way to another room in the house hoping to get a better angle of the two in the alley. She froze at what she saw. A female laying on the ground. A husky man on top of her using his body and hands to get his way with her. She immediately picked up her phone and called the crime in.

The dispatcher on the other line remained calm as the woman explained the situation. "We have a unit on the way, stay in your house and do not approach the scene it is not safe," said the dispatcher.

The woman watched the event unfold in horror.

Andy could no longer see the blurry images in front of her. Her body was too weak to fight off her attacker, but she could still feel. She could feel one hand still around her throat. She could feel the other hand moving up and down her body. She could feel his hot breathe on her skin, too close for comfort. She could feel the cold winter breeze on her stomach because her shirt had come up during the struggle. She could feel the wet snow on her now bare legs. She could feel his free hand make its way to her inner thigh. She could feel something hard nudging at her. She could feel tears swelling up underneath her closed eyelids.

She could feel, but she couldn't move.

She could also hear. She could hear the sound of cars passing on the next busy street. She could hear the sound of the train about a half mile away. She could hear the rustling of her clothes before they were ripped off. She could hear the sound of him unbuttoning his pants and unzipping his zipper. She could hear him panting. She could hear him say, "I'm gonna rock your world, you won't ever forget me."

Andy knew that was it. She was helpless, she couldn't defend herself and all she wanted to do was survive.