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A/N: I'm not much of a writer (I do enjoy it every now and then) so it won't be perfect. But I've had this idea in my head for a while... so hopefully if you guys like it I'll continue it :)
Based on Taylor Swift's song "I'd Lie"
I don't think that passenger seat
Has ever looked this good to me
He tells me about his night
And I count the colours in his eyes
"McNally! McNally, come here!"
She had barely just heard her name over the music and chattering of the patrons that filled The Black Penny, the local hang out for the coppers of 15 Division. The place she would begin working at tomorrow. Andy McNally knew it probably wasn't the best idea to go out drinking the night before her first shift but how could she possibly turn down the opportunity? It was basically tradition. All the rookies would go to The Black Penny for a few drinks with their new co-workers; almost like an initiation. Besides, she promised herself she would only have one beer and save the partying until after her first shift as a reward.
"McNally!" Oliver called again
Andy laughed quietly to herself as she spotted Oliver beckoning her over to the table where his fellow Training Officers were sitting. Oliver had this huge grin on his face and Andy knew he was far from being sober. Taking a look around the table at the other TO's and their matching smiles, she knew they would all regret those tequila shots in the morning.
"Sammy needs a ride home" Oliver stated while looking Andy right in the eye, like he knew she wouldn't be able to say no to one of her best friends.
"No I don't. I'm fine, I swear" Sam replied, although the way he wobbled on his chair said otherwise. "McNally, I'm fine. I'm good. You stay and have fun."
Taking one look at Sam, she smiled. That boyish grin and the gleam in his eyes never failed to make her heart flutter. She shook her head,
"No it's okay, I don't want to drink too much tonight anyways. I have to impress my training officer tomorrow, wouldn't want to let anyone down."
"Andy." Sam said, suddenly looking overly serious. "You'll be amazing tomorrow. I know it. And no matter who you get I know you'll impress them as much as you've impressed me these last few years."
"Sam…" Andy started, but the words got caught in her throat. She never realized how proud he was of her. Ever since they met when she was in the Academy and when he was barely into his first year as a TO, they had been inseparable. He taught her everything he knew about being a cop and she opened his heart to see the world a little differently. Although, that led him straight to Monica. She shook her ahead again to clear her thoughts. Andy settled with a simple thank you and then stated it was definitely time for him to head home. Grabbing Sam's arm she helped him up and then allowed him to rest some of his weight on her. They said goodbye to their friends before heading out to the car park.
"Have you got your keys Sam?"
He fished around in his pocket before triumphantly pulling out the keys to his truck.
"McNally, you should feel really special. I mean, I don't let just anyone drive my baby." He said as he dangled the keys in front of her face.
"I know Sam" a soft smile graced Andy's face.
"Be careful okay? I just got her paint re-done."
Andy rolled her eyes and snatched the keys from him, "Alright alright. Come on old man, let's get you home." She helped guide Sam to the passenger side and only when he was safely inside did she get into the truck herself.
The drive was silent, Sam appeared too worn out to do much else but stare out the window at the passing objects. The silence was good, it helped to clear her head and remove the feelings that were slowly starting to creep back in.
Sam was infuriatingly charming and those god damn dimples always had her stomach fluttering. He was her weak spot. He never failed to make her laugh when she had a bad day and she trusted him like no one else. He was always there for her when she needed it most. No matter what. He could drive her insane one minute and have her wanting to kiss him the next. Sam was however, still a total mystery to her. No matter how much she thought she knew about him, he'd come out and surprise her.
Glancing over at the passenger seat where Sam sat with his head resting against the window, she thought about how lucky she was. Lucky that she met Sam, one of the only guys she could really trust with her heart. Lucky that she got to see a side that hardly anyone else saw. People who didn't know Sam well enough always assumed he had an uncaring heart, a cynical outlook on life. They saw him as someone who didn't care for anyone but himself but Andy knew behind that tough exterior that he put up, Sam was one of the sweetest and gentlest guys she knew. He was a big softie at heart.
Andy had to reign in her feelings though. Sam was utterly clueless. And she couldn't bear to tell him in case he didn't feel the same, forever ruining their perfectly fine friendship. Things were good the way they were and the negative outcome far outweighed the positive. She couldn't risk it. Plus there was Monica. It took so long for Sam to finally open his heart to someone and regrettably with the help of Andy, Sam finally worked up the courage to ask the nurse out for dinner. Sam was finally happy, and that was all that mattered.
"Andy" Sam's quiet voice broke the silence that filled the car
"You like Monica right?" Andy fought the urge to snap her head over to look at him.
"Yeah Sam I do," Andy replied hesitantly, if it meant Sam would be happy then why the hell not, "why? What's up?"
"I'm not sure…"
"You're not sure?" Andy had no idea whether this was drunk Sam talking or sober Sam, either way she was confused.
"How long does it take to fall in love?"
Andy figured this was definitely drunk Sam, sober Sam would never talk about his feelings and falling in love… At least Andy didn't think he would. Maybe Monica really was it for Sam.
"I think it's different for everyone." Afraid to ask the next question knowing it could break her heart, she inquired anyway, albeit knowing his answer might not be one she would want to hear, "Do you love Monica?"
"No." Andy couldn't help but turn her head to look at him in surprise. The bluntness of his answer scared her and thrilled her at the same time.
"Oh um okay…" Andy was unsure what else to say, instead she focused on driving down the familiar road towards Sam's house.
"Do you think that's weird? I mean we've been together for 7 months but tonight, before I went to the Penny, we had dinner together and as I sat there I realized nothing was clicking, you know? I mean, I'm meant to feel something right. I'm supposed to feel like there's nowhere else I'd rather be, I'm meant to be enjoying her company right? All that sappy stuff. I'm meant to be feeling it right?"
Andy took her attention off the road for a few seconds to quickly glance at Sam and as their eyes connected she noticed the vulnerability in them. His brown eyes usually sparkled with confidence but all she saw when their gazes locked was that he seemed lost and unsure of himself.
"Sam…" Andy trailed off, still unsure of how to respond.
"It's just tonight, Traci and Jerry, you can see it. It's obvious they love each other. Do you see it with me and Monica?" From her peripheral vision she could see Sam's eyes boring into the side of her head, willing her to look at him.
"Sam. I can't… I don't know. I mean I've only seen you and Monica a handful of times together. Maybe it just takes a bit of time."
"Yeah, maybe." But from the tone of Sam's voice it had sounded like he had already made his mind up.
The silence returned allowing both Sam and Andy to be consumed by their thoughts.
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