A/N; Welcome to my first ever song fic. Boy did I underestimate writing one. I struggled, but had loads of fun. Writing this has been a very welcoming break from NaNoWriMo! While I was working on my NaNoWriMo story I was listening to some music by the wonderful Leo Kottke. Lost for words, I heard the lyrics to the song “Standing on the outside” properly for the first time. The first thing that came to mind was; Sam & Andy or Dov & Gail. So I decided to go a little tricky on this one. Writing both from Sam’s point of view and Dov’s point of view. I’m not really able to pinpoint an exact timeframe for this fiction, but it is somewhere in the time where Andy is still with Luke and Gail is with Chris.
It was a real challenge writing this story with 2 POV’s. But I needed a break from my NaNoWriMo, so I decided to just go for it. Let me know what you think of it.
Just a small guide to reading this story, as I will be switching POV’s on the run as I want both stories to merge and not having to write two different stories.
BOLD = Lyrics
Italic = Epstein
Regular = Swarek
***Sorry, no graphics today***
Disclaimer; I do not own Rookie Blue, neither do I own the beautiful “Standing on the outside” by Leo Kottke (Who is a great musician I must say.)
Just my luck to be assigned to the champion of permanent, senseless yapping. Even though McNally’s continuing babbling occasionally gets on my nerves, at least she knows when to shut up. Like now would be a good time for Epstein to shut up. The Tylenol and coffee I’ve taken to fight off the hangover this morning already wearing off. The process was probably quickened thanks to the continuous talk filling the squad car. There was only one way to shut this Rookie up I thought, as I turned up the volume of the radio. The lyrics of the song playing on it hit home in a hard way.
I wonder what’s got Swarek all worked up today. He usually isn’t that talkative, but this is just ridiculous! He hasn’t said a word yet and has only been scowling at me. The bags under his eyes might be the result of a poker night yesterday. Come to think, both Barber and Shaw looked quite similar to Swarek this morning. I’ll just keep on talking; he has to answer me at some point. He will have to talk to me eventually, if only just to bark out orders. What is he doing? Now this is just rude! Is he turning up the volume on the radio in the middle of my story about Gail beating me in a computer game? It’s a really funny story… Oh wow, this song… It’s just… Wow…
I’ve been on the outside loving you
Seen from far away
Every day that I live for you
All that I do or say
That’s just it, am I really on the outside? Every time I think I am entering, she shuts me out. So I think I am on the outside, yeah I’m definitely on the outside. And love? Do I really love her? Me, Sam Swarek? In love? With a doe eyed rookie? Well, she does make my heart beat faster and I do look forward to seeing her each day. But that’s not love right? I mean, it’s not like I can’t imagine life without her. Right?
Oh God, I can’t. I can’t imagine life without McNally in it. But her being with that douche Callaghan, it’s just painful. I thought he would have screwed up by now, but he amazes me. He is keeping tight grips on McNally isn’t he? All I can do is keep my distance, stand by and wait till he screws up. Because he will eventually. I’m sure. At least, it’s what I keep trying to convince myself to believe.