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Manon.
Trying to catch a murderer who also liked to rape his victims after drugging them was not easy. The investigation was going on for almost one week now and the team had absolutely no clue who the guy might be. Already four women had been found dead in hotel rooms, in different locations of Los Angeles. They had been found naked with hickeys in random places on their body.
The pictures in the murder room were hard to look at. Amy, Cami and Sharon had had a difficult looking at them but they gentlemen of the team were actually the more agitated about the case. They all had women in their lives, some of them even in the same room as them. Thinking that something as disgusting as that could happened to one of them was heartbreaking.
Sharon had tried to avoid putting them in the interview rooms. But sometimes, when the suspects were just being unreasonable, Julio and Andy were actually the best choices. But Sharon was always keeping an eye on the monitors and had Mike and Amy always ready on their feet in case one of her guys lose it. They were sleep deprived and right now, Sharon's eyes were locked on her husband who was conducting the interview of the man who had discovered the newest body.
"Mr. Jones, I guess you know why we asked you to come down here today." Andy asked calmly, playing with the edge of the files in front of him on the table.
"Yeah. Because of that poor woman."
"Can you tells us what happened this morning?"
"Mrs. Robinson had rent a room on Monday night. She had paid already for two days. But this morning I saw on my screen that her door was still locked from the inside. I went upstairs, I knocked on the door. When nobody answered I just thought that she had broke the key in the lock like so many client before. So I just entered and then..."
"Take your time. I know it's very upsetting." The guy couldn't be older than Rusty. He had said that he was only working in the hotel in order to pay his studies.
"Can you tell us what you saw when you entered ?"
"There was woman on the bed. She was laying on her stomach. She was totally naked. I thought she was asleep so I turned around but I hit my leg against the door and a bottle of champagne fell on the floor. I started to apologize and hide my eyes but she didn't move. She-" The boy took a deep breath and looked down at the table. "She didn't move so I came closer. That's when I saw that she had been marked and there was blood on the sheets from between her legs."
Sharon pushed the microphone on so she could asked Andy the questions she wanted answers to. "Could you asked him if he touched anything in the room and who did he called first?"
"When you realized that she was dead, what did you do?" Andy asked.
"I phone downstairs at the reception and told them to call 911."
"Did you call with the phone from the room?"
The boy shook his head no. "No. With my service phone. I didn't want to touch anything."
"And are you sure you didn't?"
"I don't think so. I think I only touched the doorknob."
Andy continued the investigation for almost an hour before letting the boy go. At the end of the day, they had interviewed four more suspects and had an idea of what might have happened.
"All the women who died were married. They worked in different kind of jobs but were all chiefs. All over fifty but still really attractive and wealthy." Julio tried to do a profile from their victims in front of their pictures on the board.
"What about the choice for the hotels?" Sharon asked from her place on Andy's desk.
There was a long silence. So Sharon shook her head and stood up. "Alright. It's been a very long day. Why don't we all go home."
The team nodded and one hour later, Sharon and Andy were finally opening the door to their condo. She was about to turn to Andy to ask him something when they heard muffled noises coming from the kitchen. One second later they heard moans and wet noises. Sharon turned to Andy with wide eyes with a plea in her eyes to do something. So Andy turned and shut the door more loudly than usual. Everything froze in the condo for a moment before they heard Rusty called out "Mom?".
"Hi Rusty. Hi Gus." Sharon said to the boys when they emerged from the kitchen. Rusty's hair was all over the places and his cheeks were a burning red.
"We just finished eating dinner and we're now leaving for Gus' apartment."
Andy and Sharon both watched the boys quickly get their bags and Rusty all but dragged Gus to the front door.
"See you tomorrow." Rusty said before he closed the door behind them.
"Well, that must have been embarrassing." Andy said after a moment of silence. Sharon giggled. They were both exhausted after their long day so they ate really quickly before going to bed.
Sharon was on her back when Andy slipped beside her and she immediately turned to him and cuddled him close. "We will find out who did this babe."
Sharon only hummed in response.
...
"Madam! I think I've found something."
Sharon was surprised when Julio immediately jumped on her the next morning. Nobody was there except for him and she turned to Andy, questions in her eyes. Andy just shrugged.
"Yes Julio?"
"The hotel he is choosing is making a pattern on a map."
Sharon put her handbag on Provenza's desk and sat on his chair. She knew he wouldn't like that but her Lieutenant wasn't here for the moment.
"We thought that the hotel were chosen randomly but apparently that guy really is psycho... Look on the map."
Sharon almost gasped when she saw the map that Julio had drawn.
"Is this a heart?" Andy asked before Sharon could say something.
The three police officers were speechless. The reality of all sinking in. There was a guy in Los Angeles raping and killing women in hotel. Making sure the hotels were forming a heart on a map. They had to stop it. The heart was almost full. If Sharon had to guess, she would say that there would be only four of five murders left to complete the heart.
When the rest of her team arrived, they all tried to find a plan for the night.
"So we're almost sure tonight's murder will happened here." Tao was in front of the board, pointing to the place in question. "All we need is to be at the bar for 8 PM and tried to caught him."
"What about undercover work?" Amy asked. "We sent someone there. A woman who is his type, appears to be alone and who could be an easy catch for him. They get to talking and he will want to take her to her room so we need to rent one."
"That could be a good idea Sykes... If we knew what his type was like." Provenza said from his chair.
"We do." Amy said walking to the board. She pointed to the different pictures of the women while describing them. "They're all slightly over fifty, the all appeared wealthy, they are all beautiful. We just need to... find someone."
Sharon was looking at the pictures of the women on the board. Amy was right, she could see the similarities between those women. When she looked back to her team, everybody was looking at her. And Provenza had a little smirk on his face.
"I think, we may have found someone." He said looking at her.
Sharon opened her mouth and closed it a few times. "Oh no. There is no way I'm going undercover tonight."
"Well you look like the other victims. You're over fifty, you seem to have money and you are an attractive woman. Right, sir?" Julio asked looking at Andy.
"I'm not sure that's a good idea." He said back. Sharon turned to him, her eyebrows raised.
"Why not? You think I'm not capable of doing it?"
Andy was surprised with the turn the conversation had taken. Just a few seconds ago Sharon had not wanted to go, and now she did.
"Of course you are. But that guy is a psycho. It's too dangerous."
"I'm a trained police officer Andy. And all the team will be keeping an eye on me." Sharon said.
"So... Does that mean we can a book two rooms for tonight?" Mike said carefully.
Sharon stayed silent for a moment before nodding. "Yes please Mike. We will all be leaving early tonight so you can go prep the rooms and I will go home and change. Let's find a plan for the moment."
...
"I won't be able to do it." Andy was sitting on their bed, his head in his hands. Sharon was in her closet choosing her dress for the night. When she was done putting it on, she walked and sat beside her husband who didn't even raised his head. She put her hand on his back and caressed him lightly, trying to relax him.
"Everything will be fine Andy."
Andy shook his head no. "Everything will change after that."
"Andy, please look at me. I never would have made a plan like that if I did not trust you all with my life. And especially make you play that part if I didn't love you and trust you even more. What you have to do tonight won't change anything between us. I promise."
Andy looked at her for a moment, still unsure. He smiled after a moment.
"What?" Sharon asked.
"You're beautiful. Please, be careful. And remember to not drink anything he gives you." Andy pulled her into a hug and kissed her when he let go. He stood up because it was almost time for them to go but Sharon grabbed his hand.
"And... YOU have to remember something too. No matter what I have to do tonight with him in that hotel room tonight, please remember that I will always have in mind that you're watching me through the cameras. I need you to remember that I love you and that no matter what, I'm coming back with YOU tonight in that same bed. With you, my husband."
"I know." Andy pulled her hand gently to make her stand up. "Let's go."
Twenty minutes later Andy and Sharon walk in the lobby of the hotel. The rest of the team was in an hotel room where all the monitor to spy on Sharon's room have been put. Only Julio had been dressed up as a waiter so he could keep an eye on Sharon while her and the suspect were still downstairs.
Sharon walked inside the bar area behind Andy so she could quickly scan the room to see if she could spot their suspect. At that time, the bar was still almost empty. Five tables only were occupied and four of them were couples making love eyes at each other. Only one table was occupied by a man, alone, nursing a glass of whisky. That was him. Sharon could feel it.
She grabbed Andy by the hand to make her look at him. It was time. She could see the panic in his eyes for a second but she knew he would do what had been said. They had to fight, she had to pick up a fight and that was hard for Sharon because they had been angry at each other but they were never loud about it. But tonight, they had no choice. They had to fight and made all the attention on them.
"I don't want to go." Sharon said loudly. That first sentence had Julio turning his head to watch them. That was not enough but a lot of people knew that a fight in a couple could easily grew.
"We talked about that a hundred times. We're going Mary. Whether you want it or not!" Andy grabbed her roughly by the arm so they were inside the bar and not only at the entrance. The couples were starting to watch them. Sharon put her hands on Andy's chest and pushed him backwards hard.
"You're an asshole!"
"Shut up!"
All eyes were on them now and Sharon could also feel the eyes on their suspect on her. Good. Now it was time for the big final.
"Go without me. I don't want to go!" Sharon pushed Andy again and she heard it. She head the big breath he took just before he started to raise his arm.
"You're such a bitch!" He shouted loudly. Then Andy slapped her hard on her face. Sharon could feel her cheek already burning from the unusual touch and her eyes watering.
Good. That will make the tears more real to the suspect.
"I'm going. I don't give a fuck where you're going. And I'm taking the car." Andy was still talking loudly but he wasn't looking at her in the eyes but just above her left shoulder. He exited the bar without looking back at her.
She wiped the few tears which had managed to escape her eyes and made her way to the bar. She sat down at the end of it and put her head in her hand. Her cheek was really sensitive.
"Can I get you anything Madam?" Julio asked. But Sharon had no time to answer because a deep male voice which came from her left answered for her.
"What about wine?" He raised an eyebrow when Sharon looked up to him. She gave a little smile and nodded. She knew that Julio would give her something without alcohol. She could not lost even a bit of her control tonight. "And a glass of Whiskey for me please."
With their glasses in front of them he tried to make a first move. He extended his hand to her. "May I know your name."
Sharon sniffed before giving her hand to him. "Mary. Mary Jones."
"Nice to meet you, Mary. I'm Mark House. Even if I wished it was under different circumstances."
Sharon wanted to smirk because she was sure he didn't mean any of it. "Yeah."
He let his hand rest gently against her arm before asking. "Is your cheek okay?" Sharon shrugged and looked at him in the eyes for the first since he had sat down beside her. "I'm used to it."
"Well you shouldn't. You're a beautiful woman. You should be used to caress, not slaps." When he saw Sharon raised an eyebrows he lifted his hands in front of him. "I'm sorry if I'm overstepping but it's true."
"Try explaining that to my husband." They both stayed silent for a moment and Sharon knew she had to pick up her game, otherwise that undercover could take hours. And she definitely did not want that. "I do prefer caress." She whispered to herself but loudly enough so he could hear. He came closer to her and Sharon try to not shiver. Mark, if that was his real name, was an handsome man. She could see why women would fall for him. But right now, she shivered from disgust. She could see Julio at the other end of the bar looking at her. She winked at him and he smiled back.
Mark pushed her hair from her shoulder so he could whispered in her ear. "I could easily provide that." Sharon turned her face to him so their faces were really close to each other. "Really? Because I want really want to forget everything. Caress would be nice but I need that and more. Are you up for a challenge?"
Mark grinned at her and stood next to Sharon. He held up her hand to him and Sharon took it. He put his hand on the small of her back to guide her out the bar to the elevators.
"Your room or mine?" Sharon asked when they were safely inside the elevator. Mark turned to her and pushed her gently against the wall. He grabbed her wrists and pulled them by her head. Sharon managed to relax enough so that her cop's instincts to destroy his crotch will go away. She even managed to let out a fake moan. She felt a kiss against the skin of her neck and squeezed her eyes shut. That definitely was not pleasant. "How about your room?" Mark asked when he had finally finished attacking her neck. She just nodded.
She took his hand in hers so he wouldn't try anything while she opened her door. She felt a little relieved once inside. She knew that all her team would be looking out for her. "Want something to drink?" Mark asked her, already opening the mini-bar. Sharon nodded. She wouldn't be drinking though. She thought he would hand her her drink but he talked first. "Why don't you go and freshen up? You've been pretty shaken." So that was how he drugged the women. By making them go into the bathroom.
"Yeah. Good idea. Don't go anywhere ..." Sharon whispered with her most false sweet voice.
"Oh believe me. I won't."
She opened the bathroom door and closed it quickly behind her. She took a few deep breaths. She felt more at ease now that she knew her team was just a few feet away, in the next room. She waited for their signal. When someone would knock on the wall quietly, it would mean that Mark had put the drug in her drink. She waited only a few seconds before she heard the knocks. It was time. It was also time to speed up her game. She had to avoid at any price to drink the glass he had served.
She opened the door and saw Mark sitting on the bed. When he looked up at her he smiled. She tried to smile back and hoped she managed.
"Come here. I served you a drink." He sat patting the bed beside him.
"Thank you." She said and took the glass from him. She was still standing up in front of him. She had to make him forget the glass for a moment. She walked away and put the glass on the bedside table before sitting down on the bed, on the other side of him. Mark turned at her surprised. Sharon was relieved. He was not used to women not resisting him. That could mean that he wouldn't try to hurt her.
"You did promised me something downstairs." Sharon said sweetly.
"I did." Mark raised and finished his glass in one large gulp. He stand by the bed in front of her, hovering and Sharon could feel an upsetting felling inside her stomach, even more than before. He bent down and started to run his knuckles along her cheek. Sharon closed her eyes, mimicking a good feeling. "So tell me, Mary. How do you like it?"
Sharon opened her eyes to look at him. "How do I like what?" She played coy.
"Being fucked. How do you like it. I bet you like it hard and rough. Like every beautiful and rich women."
"Wha-" Sharon had not the time to fully register what was happening. The next second she felt his big hand around her neck, her delicate throat in an icy grip. She tried to breath but she couldn't. He had pushed her on the bed and was on top her. He started to undulate his hips and groaned. Sharon tried to move her arms but only managed to grip his arms and not his face. She plunged her nails in his skin and tried to hurt him but he didn't even flinched. She moved her legs too but without success. She had more and more trouble with breathing.
"LAPD! Get off her asshole or I swear I will kill you!" Julio was the first one in the room, Andy just behind him. He was the one to grab Mark first and pushed him roughly on the floor, punching him in the face. Very gently, he put his hand on Sharon's arm to not startled her. He called her name but she didn't hear, probably because of the ringing in her ears. She tried to gulped some air. When she recognized Andy's hand on her face, she grabbed his arm and anchored herself to him.
After a few seconds, when she felt better, she pushed him away gently. Not wanting Mark to see what state he had put her in. "Sharon, you okay?" Provenza asked gently when she was back on her two feet. She nodded and tried to smile at him. She still had a job to do. She could reflect on how she really felt later.
She walked over to where Julio was still pining down their murderer. "You're under arrest for rape, murder and sexual assault on a police officer. My detective will take you to the station. I will see you tomorrow." Sharon looked over at Provenza who nodded before she made a little sign with her head to Andy that they should go.
The drive back to their condo was silent. Andy and Sharon were still lost in thoughts. When she heard Andy closed the door behind her, she immediately felt exhausted. She had not fully realized what would have happened to her if her team hadn't been there. That guy could have raped her, killed her. She wanted to wash his hands off her skin. She wanted to crawl into bed and come out next year.
"Sharon? Would you like to take a bath?" Andy was standing next to the couch. Since his hug in the hotel room, he had kept his distance and Sharon was grateful for that. She had to be on her own for the moment. But Andy knew that. He knew her. She nodded her head yes and walked behind him in their bedroom while he prepared her bath. She walked inside her closet and undress in front of the mirror. She could see the red marks he had left on her neck. She knew that it would be better tomorrow bit they would still be visible. When she was naked, she put on her black bathroom robe and enjoy the feel of the cool silk against her skin.
Andy was done with her bath and he was sitting on their bed. She didn't look at him when she walked to the bathroom but uttered a faint "thank you". She closed the door after her and sat on the cold titles by the bath.
Now that she was alone, she realized that she did not want to be. She didn't need to deal with her problems on her own anymore. She wanted Andy with her right now. So she went back to open her bedroom door. Andy was still sitting on the bed but he had his head in his hands now.
"Andy." Sharon said quietly. He hesitated just a moment before looking up. Sharon had known Andy for a long time now. She had seen his face going through a lot of different emotions. She had seen his face twist in anger against her, full of rage against a suspect, open with love and flush by passion. All of them. Or so she thought. She had never seen Andy's face so sad until now. She let out a quiet sigh and sat down beside him. She carefully reached to take one his hand in hers. He offered a little resistance before letting go. "Honey, what's wrong?" Sharon asked.
Andy cleared his throat before answering. Sharon knew that he always did that when he was really emotional, on the verge of crying. "I don't know. This evening is... It's even worse than what I've imagined."
"I know." Sharon wiped away a tear which had managed to escape her lashes. "Are you okay tho?"
Andy let out a tired laugh. "I should be the one asking you that Sharon. I hit you and then someone tried to rape you." He stood up suddenly and went to stand in front of the window. She was so startled when Andy pushed his fist twice in the window frame that she almost fell off the bed.
"Oh Andy..." Sharon said when she was by his side. He was cradling his hand against his body and she could see tears running down his cheeks. His tall and strong frame was shaking with his sobs. She put one of her hand on his back and the other on his cheek to make turn to her. "Andy. Come here." She hugged him tightly to her. With him being taller than her, the position was a little awkward but she didn't care. "Honey I'm okay. WE are okay. I swear Andy, if I didn't trust you with my life I would never have done that tonight. You did not hurt me. Your slap did not hurt compare to his hands on me. I promise. You were there when I needed you. You've always have been. I love you so much. Please, don't be worry. And don't beat yourself up for that. I'm not scared of you."
Andy sniffed and moved his arms so he could be the one hugging her. "I'm so sorry." He looked down at her in order to see if she was telling the truth and apparently she was. "I love you so much and I just never thought that I would be hitting you one day."
"Andy, you didn't hit me. You were playing someone else. If I had thought for one moment that you would be a violent man, do you think I would have dated you, fallen in love with you?"
Seeing Andy so insecure was hurting Sharon. Her stomach was twisted in a giant knot. She caressed his face with her hands and planted her lips on his for a long moment. It was not a kiss to tease but to heal, to make him feel her love. "Join me?" She said when she released his bottom lip and made a movement with her hand to indicate the still waiting bath.
After discarding her robe, she sat in the bath, her legs against her chest and waited for Andy. When he finally came to the bathroom she pushed herself so he could sat behind her. She was often the one welcoming Andy's weight on her body in the bath but she knew that tonight he was the one who wanted to hold.
They were quiet for a few minutes, both lost in their thoughts when Sharon asked how his hand was feeling. "It hurts like hell but nothing broken." He dropped a kiss to her hair and Sharon moaned in response.
"Let me see." Sharon asked and waited for Andy to put it in front of her. She took it carefully in one of hers and kiss his palm. Then even more carefully his knuckles which were almost bleeding. She caressed the tips of his fingers and then put it against her cheek. It was his right hand. He had hurt the hand which had hurt her. She felt his thumb against the soft skin of her face. It was even gentler than usual. She knew it would take a little time for him to be normal around her again. To be the Andy she loved. To be the Andy she knew, the one who would make her jump in the mornings by putting his arms around her waist in the kitchen, the one who would push her on their bed in order to make love to her or just to tickle her, the one restraining her wrists by her head when their bodies were joined, the one nipping her in places she would blush if she thought about it during the day... It will be a while before Andy would do all those things again. But they would be okay.
Putting all those thoughts aside, Sharon continued to hold Andy's hand and made it drop lower just above her breasts. Andy took the hint and put his other arms around her, hugging her. She turned her face and smiled at him. He smiled back. A real smile. She curled her feet so she could push against the bottom of the bath and kissed him. She sighed against his lips when she felt his tongue against her lips. Sharon turned a little on her side to give herself more access to Andy's body. Andy let his hand run the side of her body, hot and like silk by the water. Before she knew it, Sharon had done a complete turn and was now on her stomach against Andy's body. His hands had not lost time and were resting on her butt.
"Maybe we should get out of here." Andy murmured against her cheek. Sharon only hummed back, not sure if her voice would cooperate. She carefully stood up first and she could feel Andy's hands ran the length of her legs. Yep. They definitely needed to make a move or they would end up making love on the cold and hard floor of their bathroom and even if that had happen multiples times, they always regretted it after.
While she was standing, Andy had not lost a moment. She reached for her robe but Andy, who was still laying in the bath, wrest it from her and throw it behind his head, somewhere in the bathroom.
"Andy. Please." She almost begged before changing her tactic. Andy knew he was in trouble when she had that particular spark in her eyes. "Otherwise..."
"What?" Andy said, almost afraid to ask.
"I will have to start without you..." And with that, Sharon turned on her heels and went to bed. She let out a long sigh, happy to be in her bed, naked with her man joining her at any moment now. After a few seconds, when she didn't hear Andy moving, a dangerous smile spread across her lips. If this is how he wanted it then so be it. They both needed that sexy time together and with how insecure Andy felt, she wouldn't be the one to deny him something tonight.
However, Sharon didn't really felt confident doing that. That's not something she was used to do. Well... Being single for so long, of course she had to take care of herself and her needs, but since Andy had came into her life, bed, she still did masturbate sometimes but only when he wasn't at home. Certainly not in the house, in the next room, with the door open. But that was kind of, extremely, sexy. She started slow, her right hand running slowly to her breasts. She squeeze one of them and make her thumb rolled against her nipple. It was hard already from the foreplay and Andy's hair chest in the bath. She let out a quiet moan. She continued until she felt hot all over. She let her left hand up there while the other started to go south. She ran her fingertips on her stomach, managing to produce goosebumps.
Her heart was beating loudly in her chest and ears. She couldn't hear Andy moving in the bathroom, she couldn't hear anything except her heart for the moment.
When she felt totally at ease and started to get frustrated, she knew what she had to do. She let out her first loud moan when her fingers reached the short hairs between her tights. She was about to touch her wet folds when a deep voice made her jump.
"Don't."
Sharon was breathless, both from her own foreplay and Andy's sudden presence in their bedroom.
"Andy. I thought... I... Are you mad?" Sharon asked and was about to cover herself when Andy laid down beside her and kissed her softly. "Oh yes. I am mad. Mad that you actually started without me seeing you. So you will have to start again." He took her fingers and breathed her unique scent. "You are so amazingly sexy." Sharon took confidence in his words and started to touch herself. She started back at her neck and worked from there to where she had let things off.
After a moment, she could feel Andy getting closer to her body. Wanting to join in but also not wanting to interrupt her. That was new. Something they had never done together before.
She moaned loudly and climaxed exactly when Andy told her to do so. When she opened her eyes again, she was even more breathless by everything she saw in his eyes.
"Please Andy. I need to feel you. I need to be close to you."
She knew that there was a really small chance that her husband would deny her something. She never used it to her own advantage. But even though Andy still feel almost traumatized by what he had seen, she needed him to make love to her.
And he did.
Sharon had no doubts since the beginning of their relationship that Andy was different than Jack. Her ex had slapped her. Once. Only once. She had packed his things herself that time and made sure he left the house. Andy was eating himself up. First by the fact that he had slapped her, then because he had seen her getting assaulted. If it had been the other way around, she was sure she would feel the same. The fact that they felt the same emotions was comforting. Scaring sometimes but mostly comforting. She had no doubt that they would be okay.
They loved each other after all. So, so much.
And that won't change everything.
Never everything.
THE END.
