Someone We Deserve

I'm not new to the fandom, but this is my first story. I was really scared to write this cause I've never been a writer, but then I was listening to "Somebody Out There" by A Rocket to the Moon and I just couldn't not write this. In my opinion, the song describes perfectly describes shandy. Even if this was inspired by a song, it's not s song fic. At least I don't think it is.

I wanna apologize in advance cause it's pretty confusing plus I'm not really that good with english.

Each chapter is in a different point of view. The chapter is named after who's point of view it is.

It's set sometime during the hiatus.

I really hope you'll like it.

Summary: Sharon Raydor deserves someone who'll treat her right...and everyone seems to notice it.

Disclaimer: sadly, I own nothing.

Chapter 1- Rusty

"Are you sure that you're okay?" I shifted my weight to try and maintain my balance. "Cause I could stay and keep you company tonight. I mean I could-"

"Rusty I'm fine." A soft smile appeared on her face. "You have been anxious about this chess tournament for weeks. Go." She giggled. "I'll be okay. I've been alone in my own home a million times."

"Okay." I was still unsure if I should go. Sharon hasn't been herself these past few months. Since Stroh escaped, she hasn't been sleeping. She would stare out the window and watch the city lights flicker on and off.

"Are you sure?" I insist again

"Go" she gave me a soft smile. "Have fun! Just don't stay out too late."

I giggle. "I promise to be back before midnight."

"Okay. Text me when you get there and when you leave"

"I will, but don't wait up."

She let out a soft hum. She attempted to get up from the couch but I quickly stopped her.

"I'll make you a cup of tea before I leave. No need to get up."

She giggled. "Rusty stop worrying. It's just the flu. I could still stand you know."

I smiled, but I still wouldn't want to risk her feeling worse. She's lost weight. She's paler than usual. If I could, I would force her to stay in bed till she's better.

"It's okay. It'll just be like a few minutes. I won't get disqualified for making you tea." I walked to the kitchen and started making her favorite herbal tea.

I heard my phone ring a couple of times, but I didn't need to look at it to know that it was Lieutenant Flynn texting me for an update on Sharon.

Those two really need to talk about there "friendship." Everyone seems to know that their dinners are more like dates and anyone with eyes can tell that they aren't just "good friends" anymore.

I poured the tea on her favorite blue mug. I grabbed my phone from the kitchen counter and the notifications on my phone proved my assumption.

Flynn was asking about Sharon.

"Here you go." I handed her the mug. "Careful. It's hot." Her fingers slightly touched mine and I was surprised at how warm they were. "Sharon are you sure that you want me to leave? I mean-"

"Rusty it's okay. It's a fever. I've dealt with it before, and if it makes you feel any better, I've taken good care of Emily, Ricky and even you when you had a high fever." She interrupted.

I opened my mouth to argue but she beat me to it.

"I have already taken something for it. I'll be fine. Actually I might go to bed right after you leave."

I really want to stay and take care of her, but I did want to go to the chess tournament. "Are you sure?"

"You've practiced really hard for this tournament. You should go."

"Okay, but call me if you feel worse okay? I'll be back soon."

"Have fun. Be good and be-"

"Safe. I know." I reached for her hand and gave it a comforting squeeze.

Sharon rolled her eyes and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Bye Sharon."

I grabbed my backpack and my keys.

"I'm sorry I won't be in the crowd cheering for you." She said as I was about to open the door.

"It's okay. I'll bring home a trophy and we can place it on the counter so that you would be reminded everyday that you weren't there to witness my triumph." I bursted into laughter when I saw the horror and guilt in her face, but her expression quickly changed.

She was giving me the Darth Raydor glare.

She grabbed the pillow beside her and threw it at me, but I quickly opened the door and left before the pillow could hit me.

As I walked down the hallway, and walked towards the elevators. I pressed the button to go down. The door opened and I stepped inside. It was empty.

I took my phone from my pocket and dialed a number that I knew well but never really called.

He answered after two rings.

"Hello?"

"Hey Lieutenant."

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah it's just that...well Sharon's still burning up. She um she insisted that I go to that Chess Tournament tonight, and-"

"You want me to check on her?"

"Well um yeah but could you um-"

"You want me to go there and make sure she sleeps and takes her medication."

"Yeah" I replied shyly.

"I'll be there in fifteen minutes." He assured.

"Thanks Lieutenant"

"Yeah Kid just focus on the game. You've been practicing for weeks. Don't let this distract you. I'll take care of her"

I rolled my eyes. I was so tempted to say that I know that he'd take care of her, but now isn't the time to discuss that. I'll ignore his statement...for now.

"I won't. Um Flynn the spare key is-"

"No worries. I know where it is"

"Okay."

Why does he know where the key is?

"Good luck kid. Ask Buzz to take tons of pictures. I'm sure Sharon would love to see them"

"Yeah I'll tell him. Um and thank you for agreeing to take care of her"

"No problem kid. I would've done it even if you didn't ask. I'm glad though that you called me."

"You were my first choice. I knew that she would want you there."

"Yeah I hope so. I'm bringing her soup from the restaurant we went to last week. Is she eating?"

"Well I don't know but she's drinking tea."

"That's good. I'll make sure that she'll eat something. She cannot just drink tea. She needs food in her system."

"Exactly. Flynn? You'd take care of her right? You'll make sure she'll get better."

"I will."

That was the assurance that I needed.

I don't need to ask him anymore questions when they do start dating. I know he loves her. He'd take care of her.

Sharon deserves someone that'll take care of her. Actually now that I think about it, Sharon deserves a lot more than that.

I'm glad that I called Flynn.

She needs him. Not only cause she's sick. I'm pretty sure that she'll have to talk to someone about her worries regarding Stroh, and I'm really hoping that she'll talk about to Flynn.

Flynn will listen to her. He'll take care of her.

I open my phone again and quickly glance through my contacts. I found the one I needed and clicked the call button.

"He'll take care of her. He'll be the one that listens to her."

"Rusty? What on earth are you talking about?"

"The lieutenant! He's the type of guy she deserves"

"Rusty I know you think that he's great, but addicts are-"

"He's nothing like Jack Emily. Trust me. He is going to take care of her. "

"I believe you"