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[nolongerarookie]

Andy hadn't needed to tell Terry what had happened because he'd been on duty when the bomb had gone off. He'd been supposed to be her date for the Commissioner's Gala but that had been cancelled so they'd agreed to meet for dinner after shift. That plan looked like it was about to be scrapped too considering she was now being checked out in the back of an ambulance after Sam had pulled her out of the rubble of the evidence room. Andy didn't know how Terry would take this but she'd asked someone to find him for her.

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[nolongerarookie]

"Why don't we compromise?" Andy suggested. "Maybe we can find someplace we can drive to. Call it a road trip."

[t_english]

The only problem that Terry saw with her suggestion was there not being any warm spots anywhere near Canada. An idea quickly came to mind. He had told her there were plenty of hotels with hot tubs and huge beds. "Let me see what I can find," he said and finally slipped out of bed. His first stop was pulling a pair of boxers from a drawer then heading to the bathroom for a pit stop (empty his bladder, wash his hands, brush his teeth and wash his face).

[nolongerarookie]

Andy rolled over in the bed, watching him leave. She decided to laze there for a couple of minutes, stretching out her legs and letting her back pop back into place. Then finally she slipped out and fetched her bag, pulling on panties and an undershirt. Who said she needed pants at the moment.

[t_english]

She was immediately subjected to a wide grin at her entrance into the living area. His desk with a laptop was on the far wall. Between them was his couch. Terry instantly spoke up. "No cheating. Sit yourself there on the couch. Unless you wanna make breakfast?" he questioned toward the end as his attention quickly returned to his laptop screen. Their getaway was now apparently a surprise for Andy.

[nolongerarookie]

"If you want me to." It wasn't the first time Andy had cooked for Terry after all. Although maybe she did tease for a little sitting on the couch and letting her long legs stretch out. She knew she looked good just in that top and panties.

[t_english]

"Yeah, go ahead. I can eat," he answered over his shoulder. Andy was beautiful, and Terry often got lost in thought staring at her through the day, but his attention was fully on where they were getting away to. He was sitting in just a pair of boxers at the desk. "Use whatever's in there." Not that he remotely remembered what he had stocked in his kitchen.

[nolongerarookie]

"You got it, handsome." She might be teasing him just a little as she padded to the kitchen to see what was in the fridge. It was workable at least. Andy set to making some omelettes while watching her boyfriend, telling herself she was not allowed to distract him any more than she might already have.