ASK ME TO STAY

Hey there! This is my first fanfic in a long time, so go a little easy on me, please! I started this before S2 aired, but real life got in the way and I didn't get round to posting it until now. This is set after S1, and does not follow anything from S2. Updates will probably be on a weekly basis depending on how busy I am, but I'll try and update as often as possible. Hope you enjoy, and please remember to review, it really motivates me to write. Thank-you. x


Chapter 1

Andy strolled into the foyer of the 15th, hand-in-hand with her boyfriend, Luke. He gave her a quick kiss goodbye and headed to his office, whilst she made for the locker room.

"Wow, Andy McNally, on time for parade. That must be a first," Sam said sarcastically, as he walked up to her, his signature grin plastered on his face, dimples and all.

"Ha-ha, very funny. Well, that's what happens when you have a gorgeous boyfriend to get up for every morning." She saw Sam's face fall, and felt a pang of guilt in her chest. He brushed past her to take his seat in the bullpen. Way to go, Andy. You just had to mention Luke. She shook her head at her stupidity and headed into the locker room to change into her uniform.

Walking into the locker room, she saw Traci and Gail already in their uniforms. She walked over to them.
"Hey Trace, how's Leo?" Traci turned to her, a smile creeping over her face as it often did when she talked about her son.

"Leo's great, he loves having his father around. And Dex and I are actually getting along, for once. How about you? How does it feel, living it up in the suburbs with Mr. Perfect?" Andy pulled her uniform on, debating on how to answer. I thought moving in with Luke would make everything right, but it has never felt more wrong.

"It's great, Luke's great, everything's... great." She lied, as she finished getting dressed.

"You don't sound convinced." Gail said skeptically. Andy shrugged. She loaded her gun, put in the holster and slammed her locker shut. "Come on, we don't wanna be late." Andy followed the others out into the bullpen, where all the officers were gathering for Best's obligatory morning briefing.

Andy sat down next to Traci, and tried to catch Sam's eye across the room, but he just turned away to talk to Oliver. Great, he's in a bad mood, thanks to me. This is gonna be a long day. Andy sighed. She made small talk with Traci, until she heard the door to the room swing open. Best walked in, and the room fell silent.

"Alright, coppers, listen up. First of all, let me congratulate all of you on the successful operation at the Mermaid Lounge last week - the biggest bust in the 15th's history. Swarek, McNally, you did a great job." Andy looked down at the floor, a blush rising to her cheeks. Oliver clapped Sam on the back, as the rest of the precinct applauded, all except Luke, who was staring daggers at Sam. Sam glanced over at Andy, and gave her a small smile, which she returned. Maybe he's not as mad at me as I thought. "Okay, okay. Settle down." The squad room became silent again. "Also, a message from our wounded rookie, Officer Diaz – he thanks you all for the well wishes and gifts, and hopes to be back on shift soon. Now, even though that mission was a success, capturing Bergen was only the tip of the iceberg. We suspect there will be an insurgence of low-level dealers working their way up to take over his business. So, we need to be on full alert, and maintain a strong police presence out on the streets. Epstein, since Diaz is still on leave, you'll be out on patrol with Shaw. McNally, I want you on patrol too, with Swarek. Nash and Peck, I need you on the front desk."

"That's just great, a whole day with the Ice-queen." Traci muttered to Andy, who sniggered in return. I'd take the Ice-queen over moody Swarek any day.

"Alright, you have your assignments, get to it. Serve, protect, and keep your eyes open." Everyone dispersed and went to their respective assignments.

Sam headed over to his desk to chat with Jerry and Oliver. They had just started talking about last night's hockey game when they heard their boss's voice booming across the bullpen. "Swarek, my office, now!" Sam looked up to see Best calling him over.

"Uh-oh – what've you done this time, Sammy?" Oliver joked. Sam looked up to find Best still looking at him impatiently. He quickly went over to join him and they headed into his office.

Andy saw Sam head into Best's office. I wonder what he wants with Sam. She hurried over to the coffee machine to pick beverages for her and Sam. Luke came up behind her, reaching round her to pick up his coffee, brushing his hand along her side. She turned and gave him a sly smile.

"Looks like your boy's in trouble." Luke said, looking back towards Best's office. Andy rolled her eyes, and replied sarcastically.

"When isn't he?" I hope it's nothing I did; I'd hate to get Sam in trouble. Quickly changing the subject, Andy asked, "So, will you be home for dinner tonight?"

"Unless a big case comes in, I should be, yeah. Look, I'm sorry I haven't been around much lately." That's an understatement; I see more of Sam than I do you. Wow where did that come from?
I'll make it up to you, I promise." He leaned and captured her lips with her own. She smiled into the kiss.

Sam closed the door to Best's office, and turned to his boss with trepidation. "Take a seat, Sam." Best gestured to the seat in front of his office, but Sam shook his head.
"I'm alright, Sir, I'd rather stand." I fidget when I'm nervous, I need to move around. What does he want? What could I have done? God, I feel like a fourth grader in the principal's office.

"First off, I'd like to thank you for your work salvaging the operation at the Mermaid Lounge. We would not have brought Bergen down without you."

"Well, thank-you, Sir," Sam said, visibly relaxing. "I can't take all the credit though, it was a team effort." I couldn't have done it without Andy.

"Modest as always, Swarek." Sam turned to leave, but Best held him back. "That's not the only reason I called you in here." Uh-oh, this doesn't sound good.
"Do you remember what you told me six months ago, when I first convinced you to train a rookie after you were burned off the Anton Hill operation?" Sam shook his head, no, although he thought he knew where this was going. "You said that you would agree on one condition - that I let you know the minute a position in the Guns and Gangs division opened up. Well, I'm keeping my promise - they are looking for new operatives and you're at the top of their list."

"Wow, I'm honored, sir. But things are very different to six months ago. I have a rookie now..."
"McNally is no longer on probation, and from what I've seen, she's perfectly capable of taking care of herself."
"I'm well aware of that, sir." He's right, McNally doesn't need me anymore. She's a great cop; she has Squeaky Clean Callahan, why am I hanging on? "Still, I may need some time to think about this, Sir."

"What's there to think about, Sam? This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. I know how much you love undercover work, and this would mean you could do a lot more. It's better pay and benefits. There are plenty of officers out there," he pointed out towards the bullpen, "who would give up their first-born for an opportunity like this."
"I know sir." Sam replied, desperately racking his brain for reasons against accepting Best's proposal, whilst wondering why he wanted to.
"Then what's holding you back?" Best asked, although he thought he already knew. You cannot wait forever for Andy, Swarek that ship has sailed.

"Can you just give me a day or two to decide?" Best sighed, realizing that Sam was struggling with this decision.

"Alright, I can give you until the end of shift today. But this is a onetime offer; a chance like this won't come around again."
"I understand. Thank-you, sir, I'll let you know what my decision is." Best nodded, and gestured to Sam that he was dismissed. Sam left Best's office in a daze. What am I gonna do? This is what I've always wanted. But, if I leave, I'll never get my chance with Andy. He looked up to see Andy and Luke in a lip lock. Who am I kidding? Best is right, that ship is sailed.

An irritated voice called out across the bullpen, causing the couple to jump apart. "McNally! Come on, we haven't got all day, step it up!" Sam said as he headed towards them.
"I was waiting for you." She said, rolling her eyes at Luke. Sam just gave her a blank look and headed out to the cruiser.

"I gotta go. See you later?" Luke nodded and gave her a last peck on the lips. She picked up her and Sam's coffees and rushed out to the cruiser.

"Hey, be careful!" Luke called out to her retreating form. He took a sip of his own coffee, and headed into his office to tackle the mountain of paperwork littering his desk.

"Are you done making googly eyes at your boy, McNally?" Sam said as Andy met him at the squad car. She rolled her eyes as she handed him his coffee. Sam tossed something over to her. She caught it, and realized, as she opened her hands, that it was the keys to the squad car. "You're driving. Get in." She threw her bag in the back and climbed in the driver's seat. Something must really be bothering him, if he's letting me drive. She put the car in gear, and peeled out of the parking lot.


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