So I'm new to fanfiction and I have to admit I've become a little obsessed... Totally my newest guilty pleasure. I love Rookie Blue and use the fanfiction stories to tide me over from season to season. After reading nearly all the RB stories, I decided to give it a try myself. I love constructive feedback, though I admit I'm not an English Major or an inspiring writer... Just doing this for entertainment. Enjoy.

-FLASHBACK-

A few bars of a familiar pop song – one couple on the dance floor – and all their mouths dropped to the floor.

It had been 3 months since Nick and Andy never showed to parade. Gail was colder and edgier than ever. Traci was coping and trying to find her new normal without Jerry. Chloe was the newest rookie, and boy was she a handful! And Noelle… well Noel was a new mom who desperately needed a girl's night out. They decided to try a new club on the far side of town, well outside the 15 division. The club was part of a chain based out of Montreal and the ladies were anticipating opening night for their Toronto location.

The club was packed but the ladies wedged themselves through the door. Lights were flashing. Beats were thumping like a heart attack and the temperature was close to molted lava. Chloe made a beeline for the lady's room for a once over… Tonight, she was on a mission to get the elusive Dov Epstein off her mind. Gail, Traci and Noelle made their away to the bar. They needed a little liquid courage in this crowd.

The three of them were at the bar downing their second round of tequila shots, (Gail's choice of course.) and getting the feel of the place. The dance floor was swarming. Suddenly, the turn table screeched to a halt and the DJ's voice blared in the microphone. He said something about a tradition started at the Montreal location and explained that opening night in Toronto called for a little celebration. With that, the crowd made room on the dance floor and waited with anticipation. Beats from Robin Thicke's Blurred Lines started pounding and a couple exited the VIP section and onto the dance floor.

Andy and Nick had tried every excuse in the book to get out of it, but their new boss made it clear that they would be sharing the club's newest tradition at opening night of the Toronto location. They knew it would be risky to be back in the city, but Blackstone shrugged it off and promised to have their backs. So now Andy and Nick found themselves waiting for their cue in the VIP room. For Andy, being this close to Sam and not being able to reach out to him felt like a bigger betrayal than leaving for taskforce to begin with, but she pushed her anxiety to the side when she heard their cue. She shared a playful glance with her partner and headed to the dance floor.

Andy and Nick had been on the Dakota Taskforce for 3 months. Both working in a Montreal club – Andy as a waitress and Nick as a bartender. It started out like an inside joke, the two of them dancing to a song that had 'Dakota' in the lyrics right in front of their intended target - their boss and club owner - but one shot on the dance floor and it seemed the joke was on them. The Montreal crowd went wild and the boss decided it was worth repeating. They had gone under as a couple, and Nick quickly realized that dancing together was a good way to 'stake his claim' to Andy, therefore keeping the handsy club goers (and the boss) off of Andy. They played their parts well and soon they were the club's 'IT couple.' Each night the Montreal crowd waited with bated breath for the familiar tune to start pumping. Each time they danced, they became more comfortable with one another – laughing together at the ridiculousness of it all. Eventually, their routine was spicy hot to say the least, but the crowd loved it and they were having fun. (Platonic fun, despite the bumping and grinding – Wink Wink.)

Tonight, Andy was dressed in a black halter and black mini. Both pieces fit her like a glove in all the right spots. Her 3 inch heels put her right at eye level with Nick. Nick was wearing gray slacks and a black dress shirt with sleeves cuffed to display his toned muscle. They hit the floor like they owned it. Their hands moved fluidly. Andy's around Nick's neck and down his chest. Nick's down Andy's sides, her hips and palming her bum. They moved together, their hips in sync with one another. They smiled brightly, never breaking eye contact. At verse 3, Nick flipped Andy around - his front to her back, his hands reaching around to her thighs, and her bum pressing to his hips as Thicke sang 'Let me be the one you back that ass into.'

Chloe was still in the bathroom – the line had taken forever. Traci, Gail and Noelle were still standing shell-shocked at the bar. The three of them knew they needed to turn tail and run as soon as the familiar VIPers stepped out, but prying their eyes away was like trying to ignore a rainbow-colored unicorn doing the edge walk off the CN Tower. Finally, Noelle snapped of her McCollins induced haze and went full on TO. Noelle ordered Traci to get Gail out of the club, while she barged into the lady's room after Chloe. She brushed by Andy as she and Chloe were rushing out. A few words in passing, 'Way to Move,' and Andy knew it was time the co-workers split ways. The 4 girls piled in a cab, while Andy and Nick made their way straight back to Montreal – their little undercover bubble momentarily popped. The two could only assume who all had been at the club, each hoping that a certain blue eye blond and one brooding alpha male hadn't been among mix.

Noelle went home and told Frank straight away – minus a few less necessary details, and it didn't take long before Frank was calling Blackstone very early in the morning. Chloe, having missed the entire scene and blissfully ignorant of the 15 Division drama, went about in her normal (abnormal) fashion – mooning over Epstein and talking incessantly. Traci tried to convince Gail that it was all just a role being played, but Gail was of little faith. Traci knew Andy wasn't a cheater and would never do anything with nick while she believed he was still with Gail. She also knew that deep down Andy McNally was not over Sam Swarek. - Though if she were honest, there were moments when she wondered if Andy had actually taken her advice to 'To get under someone new….'