A Sam/Andy fic.
Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own Rookie Blue.
A/N: Alrighty, this one is mostly Andy-centric, but will - as always - end with Sam/Andy.
I got the idea for this after Andy confessed that her mother abandoned her and started a new family. Suddenly, her mother comes back into her life with an extraordinary request.
I hope you guys like this, I know I'll love writing it.
As always, please read and review, I live for feedback!
It had been a long couple of weeks. Andy was looking forward to some rest and relaxation, hanging out with her friends at the Black Penny. Things had been weird at the division since she'd broken up with Luke, causing a lot of tension for her. Some officers respected her decision to get out before she'd ruined her career, while others thought she had been trying to sleep her way through her probation. She tried to ignore the whispers as much as she could, but it was difficult.
Her friends had really come through for her, though. And Sam had been a great help. He really looked out for her, and did his best to shut everyone up when they tried to rile her up.
She took a quick shower before heading over to the bar, quickly spotting her friends at a table across from the dartboard. Andy slipped in quietly, not wanting to disrupt one of Dov's many tales of supposed conquest.
The evening dragged on, and Andy found herself putting on a front of having fun. She ran into Sam a couple times at the bar when she went to refill their pitcher, making random small-talk with him. She would have stayed longer, but she just wasn't feeling up for it that night. Something was off ... she could feel it, but she couldn't put a name on it.
Whatever it was, she decided to try and sleep it off. She called it a night early, making her way home and shrugging out of her clothes before falling into bed.
Tomorrow will be a better day, she told herself.
They sat in the briefing room, getting their assignments for the day. Andy was paired with Sam again for street patrol in the squad car, and found herself grateful for that. He was easy to talk to, and he didn't judge her. He was a comforting presence, especially when he was cracking some joke and making her laugh, even when she half-heartedly told him to quit it.
They listened to the rest of Boyko's speech, but suddenly there was a knock at the door, and one of the secretaries poked her head in. "Excuse me," she interrupted. "Officer McNally, there's someone at the front desk asking for you."
Andy glanced from Boyko to Sam, and when they both nodded, she got up from her seat, exiting the room.
"Did you get a name?" Andy wondered as they made their way through the hallways.
The secretary shook her head. "She didn't offer. She just asked if I could track you down."
Curiosity gripped Andy, and she continued the way to the front of the division. She glanced around the room once she got there, and when her gaze settled on one of the women in the room, her heart plummeted straight into her stomach.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, her arms crossing over her chest defensively.
The woman turned, spotting Andy and stepping towards her. "Hello, Andy."
She clenched her jaw, pointedly taking a step away from her. "What are you doing here?" she repeated. Her emotions were all over the place, and she could feel her throat tightening.
"Okay, I know I have a lot of explaining to do, but can we please do that later?" she asked Andy. "I need your help."
Andy's eyes widened, her entire body drenched with disbelief and sarcastic response. "Are you kidding me?" she asked, her voice raising uncontrollably.
By now, the briefing had ended, and officers were pouring through the division. She couldn't see her friends behind her, her gaze was entirely focused on the woman in front of her.
"You have no right to be here," Andy informed her. "How the hell did you even find out where I was?"
The woman sighed, fiddling with her purse. "I talked to your father."
Andy made a mental note to ask him what the hell he'd been thinking. "Well, just go back to wherever you came from. Go back to your perfect, little family, and leave me alone."
Her friends exchanged worried glances, but were shuffled away by their training officers. Sam walked over to her, glancing between the two of them. "McNally, you alright?" he asked.
Andy suddenly realized that she was in the middle of her the division, and didn't want everyone to bear witness to even more of her personal life. "Yeah ... let's go, okay?"
Sam nodded, watching her try to push her way out the door, but the woman got in her way.
"Andrea, please," the woman begged, gripping her hand.
"Don't touch me," Andy gritted out, pulling her hand back. She quickly moved out of the division, making her way to their car.
Sam was thankfully silent as he started the car and pulled out of the lot, but once they were out on the street, he glanced at her and asked, "So, who was that?"
Andy sighed, staring out the window. "My mother."
End of chapter one.
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