A/N; This is my last Christmas fiction, the first I wrote. But Unightfog decided to post it on the advent calendar today, so I complied
I really loved writing this story, it started off with about 1000 words and just kept growing, and growing and growing. And it has grown on me too. I think it’s my favourite story I have written so far.
To all my readers I wish the best for 2012 and of course a very MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Italics are thoughts. Mistakes in the story are mine, but some are very intentional
Disclaimer; I do not own Rookie Blue or any of it’s greatness.
“Hello? Dad?… Is anybody there?”
Andy carefully pushed her front door open a little further. She was pretty sure she had left the curtains open and the lights off when she had left for work that morning. When she got back to her house, their house, after shift to get ready to go to her father for Christmas Eve, she noticed that the curtains where closed and the house dimly lit. Causing her to approach the house with care, hand on the gun in her back. She had been taking it home every day since Sam had gone undercover.
She had drawn the short straw this year and had to work on Christmas. Not that she minded. At all. It was a dayshift and apart from dinner with her father she did not have any plans. Sam was deep undercover, had been for the past six months, and all her friends already had plans.
So spending Christmas in a cruiser together with Shaw wasn’t that bad. Since Sam left they had been partnered together at his request, and after getting used to the new arrangements she really enjoyed working with him. When they had learned that they were scheduled for a shift during the Holidays, Oliver had quickly requested the day shift, so he could be home in time for Christmas dinner with his family.