Well, I'm guessing everyone has probably forgotten about this story because it's been so unbelievably long, but I was having a hard time finding a good ending. I'm still not completely happy with it, but if I didn't post something, I'd probably overanalyze the thing to death.

Anyway, I hope you like it. And thank you to everyone who reviewed along the way. It means so much to me!

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It's been maybe six minutes since they finished round two and they've just now caught their breath.

She glances at the clock and a frown crosses her face; she knows she really needs to go soon or else she'll definitely be late. They don't have much time and there's so much she wants to say, but she doesn't even know how to begin.

"You okay?" He asks, as he runs his hand down her side. He can see her mind working overtime and it's making him a bit nervous. Part of him still expects her to say that this whole thing was a mistake. And yeah, he really doesn't want to hear that.

"Yeah," she nods while biting her lip. The fact that she's fighting back tears makes her feel silly, but she's just really going to miss him. And she can't help but worry about what's going to happen. Is he going to be okay? Is he going to come back to her in one piece? Is he still going to feel the same way about all of this when he returns? Not that she actually knows exactly how he feels…

He said that he missed her. He said they couldn't go back.

But how will he feel in three months? Or six? Or ten?

"Andy…" he says, capturing her from her thoughts.

"Hm?"

"What are you thinking about?" He asks, as he pushes a lock of hair behind her ear.

"I'm just thinking that… that I wish I didn't have to leave," she admits.

He lets out the breath he had been holding since asking the question. "Me too," he concurs.

"I mean… who knows when we'll even see each other again," she muses.

"Hopefully I can wrap this case up quick," he replies.

"Please do," she requests.

"Well, let's just say that now I have even more motivation to get home," he smiles.

She mirrors the expression and leans in for a kiss. "Ugh. I really need to get going soon. Boyd is going to murder me if I'm late," she whines.

"Yeah," he nods as he brings her lips back to his.

Twenty minutes later, he's regretfully leading her to his front door. When they get there, she turns around to look at him and gives him a sad smile. "This sucks," she tells him with a pout.

"I'm really gonna miss you," he tells her as he runs his fingers through her hair.

"Me too," she says, pulling him into a hug and holding onto him tight. She buries her face in his neck and just breathes in his scent while he runs his hand up and down her back. She's just trying to soak up the moment and commit it to memory so she can call back on it during their time apart. She doesn't ever want to forget how at peace she feels when he's got his arms tightly wrapped around her and he's pressing several kisses to her forehead.

After a minute, she gives him a passionate kiss and then remorsefully pulls away. "Be safe, okay?" She tells him.

"You too," he says as he squeezes her hand. He leans in and gives her a few more kisses before he watches her walk out of his life.

He desperately wants to pull her back into his arms and make her promise that she'll still be there when he gets back- that she'll be waiting for him, that she won't change her mind, but instead, he closes his front door and tells himself that he is going to do everything he can to get back to her soon.

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Sam collapses on the couch as he continues to fidget with his phone. His heart and his brain have been at war with each other for the past hour. He knows he shouldn't call her, but it is absolutely the only thing he wants to do.

Ever since the other night, he hasn't been able to focus on anything but her. She has consumed his every thought for the past three days. He just needs to see her. He needs to know what that night meant. He has been driving himself crazy. He feels like her, overanalyzing every moment, every word spoken between them. She said no going back, but it doesn't stop him from worrying that she'll change her mind. Will she wait for him? Will she still feel the same when he returns after so much time has passed? Who knows how long he is going to be undercover, especially considering the fact that he hasn't been able to think about anything but her for the past three days.

Fuck it.

He dials her number. And his heart pounds as he waits for her to pick up.

"Hello?" When she answers the call, he can barely hear her over the background noise, but even barely hearing her voice causes a wave of relief to flush over him.

"Hey… it's me," he says.

"I can't hear you," she tells him.

"It's me," he repeats a little louder. "Do you feel like doing something incredibly stupid?" He asks with a smirk.

"I'm coming over," she tells him decisively while a smile plays on her lips.

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She hops up the steps to his undercover apartment with a permanent grin planted on her face. She practically ran out of the bar, constantly tapping her foot in anticipation on the cab ride over here. Her mind hasn't stopped racing. She knows this is a horrible idea. She knows she shouldn't be coming back here, but she can't talk herself out of it. Going there was supposed to be a one-time thing, but how could she only do that once?

When she gets to the top step, he is already standing there, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed and a smile taking over his face.

"Hey," he says, his smile widening.

"Hey," she replies, stepping toward him. They are roughly a foot apart, just staring at each other with big grins on their faces, neither of them realizing that it is absolutely freezing outside.

A car alarm going off in the distance finally shakes them out of their daze.

"Come on," Sam says, grabbing her hand.

"Did you turn the cameras off?" She whispers.

"Yes," he confirms before pulling her inside. Once inside, Andy takes off her coat and hands it to Sam, causing a wave of déjà vu to wash over them.

As Sam hangs up her coat by the door, Andy walks further into the apartment. The only light is coming from the wood stove, where a fire has been roaring for some time.

He walks over to her and immediately wraps his arms around her, pulling her into a kiss. Her arms slip around his neck and she smiles against his lips.

"Hi," she says with a grin when they pull apart.

"Hi," he responds.

After a moment of staring and smiling, she lets out a shiver.

"You cold?" He asks, as he runs his hands up and down her arms, trying to warm her up.

She nods. "It's freezing out there," she informs him.

"Let's get you by the fire," he suggests.

"Okay," she nods. He gestures for her to sit on his bed, while he starts wandering around the apartment collecting blankets and pillows.

"What are you doing?" She inquires as he begins laying blankets down on the ground in between his bed and the wood stove.

"Setting up a place for us to sit," he shrugs as he tosses some pillows down on top of the blankets.

"Wow. I didn't realize J.D. was such a romantic," she quips. "Maybe he can teach Sam a few things," she teases.

"Hey," he says with a furrowed brow. "This is all Sam," he informs her.

"Oh yeah?" She grins.

"Mhm." He says, leaning in for a kiss. She lifts her head to meet his halfway and he lingers for a second before pulling away. He grabs her hand and pulls her up so she is standing right next to him. Then, he sits down on the nest of blankets and pillows he's created, so his back is leaning against the end of his bed.

"C'mon," he says, patting the space next to him.

She smiles seductively and instead of sitting next to him, she hops on his lap and straddles him as her arms go around his neck. He grins and wraps his arms around her and brushes his nose against hers. "Hey," he says, softly.

"Hey," she replies with her own smile completely overtaking her face.

"I'm really glad you're here," he tells her.

"Me too," she agrees before she pulls him in for a kiss.

It starts off slow, but once she parts her lips and he slips his tongue inside her mouth, things start to heat up. He's tugging her closer- as close she can get- and his hands are sneaking underneath her shirt as her fingers run through his hair. Soon, he's pulling away and beginning to work on her neck while pushing her shirt up over her head. That's when his attention quickly turns to her chest. He places several kisses on the tops of her breasts while she busies herself with attempting to remove his shirt. Once it's thrown in a pile on the floor, her hands begin skimming his chest as he coninues to nip at her throat.

Moments later, he unhooks her bra and immediately gets his mouth on her breasts. She closes her eyes and lets out a whimper at the contact, which only encourages him more. That's when she tugs his head to her lips and kisses him hard. Their tongues are swirling around their mouths and she's grinding her hips into him, making him groan. She smiles and slips her hand in between them so she can unbuckle his belt. Then, she crawls off his lap so he can get out of his jeans while she removes her own. A minute later, she's climbing back onto his lap and pulling him in for another passionate kiss.

Eventually, they part and she starts to kiss his neck as his hands travel down her body and land on her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"Really missed you," she says in between each kiss to his neck.

He immediately shuffles around and gets her face in one hand so he can look her in the eyes. "Really missed you, too," he tells her before leaning in for a kiss.

And she can just feel how much he means it. The look in his eyes, the feel of his warm hands, the tone of his voice- yeah, he means it.

She starts to circle her hips a bit, causing them both to let out some noise. She does it a few more times before she starts to move down his body and pull his boxers off. And then, he watches as she gets her own underwear off. He holds out his hand for her and she grabs it, effectively letting him pull her back onto his lap.

She immediately gets on her knees and straddles him as she lines them up and takes him all the way in until she's sitting in his lap again.

"Andy…" he says as he pushes some hair out of her face. His voice sounds a bit helpless, which is exactly how she feels. The effect he has on her… she's not sure what it is, but she's pretty sure she has the same effect on him.

She immediately grabs his face with both hands and pulls him in for a kiss. But a couple beats later, she pulls away. They lock eyes as she slowly rocks her hips and lets out a gasp as his hands roam her body. When he starts to suck on the tip of her breast, she begins moving faster as she lets even more noise.

"Sam," she moans as she throws her head back. After all of this time, she still has no idea how sex with Sam can feel this good.

A few minutes later, she gets both hands on his shoulders and starts to bounce up and down on him while he gets his hands on her ass and helps her build a rhythm.

She's making an obscene amount of noise now, but he just can't get enough. Watching her like this… he wouldn't mind doing it for the rest of his life.

"Sam… God… Oh God," she moans as her fingers dig into his shoulders.

"Christ, Andy," he groans. The expression of her face and the noises coming out of her and the way her breasts are bouncing right in front of his… Yeah, it's getting to be too much.

She starts moving faster and he can tell that she is really close, which… thank God. So, he slides one hand down her body until he gets in between her legs and starts to tease her clit. And it's just seconds later that she's completely coming apart at the seams- shuddering all around him and making a ton of noise. And just seconds later, he loses it with her.

Afterwards, she rests her head on his shoulder while they both try to catch their breath. "Been thinking about that ever since I left here the other day," she tells him in between the panting.

"Yeah, me too," he agrees as his hands roam her back and he places a kiss on her temple. And they stay like that for God knows how long, just holding each other and trying not to think about the obvious clock on their time together.

Eventually, she pulls away enough so she can look him in the eyes. She gives him a smile and then a few kisses. "I'm really glad you called," she tells him, still smiling.

"Yeah?" He asks as he fingers a lock of her hair.

"Yeah, it's been hard… not being able to talk to you or see you… and not really knowing what's going on with us…" She tells him with a hint of vulnerability in her eyes.

"No going back remember?" He reminds her, as his fingers graze her bare skin.

"I remember… just wanted to make sure you did," she smiles.

"Andy… I'm in this, okay? I know it's probably not fair to ask you to wait for me, but… when I do get back, I want us to be together… for real," he tells her.

"Really?" She asks with a smile.

"Yeah," he nods, before pulling her in for a kiss.

"Me too," she tells him when they pull away. "And I was always going to wait for you," she tells him with a smile.

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Well, that's the end. Like I said, not completely happy with the ending, but it'll have to do. I should also be posting the end of Pretend this week, so look out for that.

A lot of my stories are coming to an end actually, so if anyone has any ideas for a new one, I'd love to hear them!

And don't forget to review!