A/N: I'm currently doing a 100 prompt challenge on Tumblr, which I work on whenever I'm in the mood for something short and fast. It's for different pairings, so here are the Sharon/Andy fics. Some are in the same verse, but I don't specify... so read them as fics on their own.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything.

Prompt: Dangerous Territory

Andy was the first to notice something was different in his relationship with Sharon. The dynamic between them was changing. He'd noticed the way Sharon's hand would linger on his arm a little longer than necessary while they spoke, her touch warming his skin through the material of his clothing. He'd noticed the way Sharon said his name more often. Not his rank, but his actual name, letting it roll off her tongue in that breathy way that he loved. But most importantly, he was noticing that she was letting her walls fall down slowly. Sharon was letting him see more of the woman she often tried to shield away.

It wasn't as obvious to Sharon. The cups of coffee and tea Andy would always bring her in the morning didn't raise any red flags. That admiring look he got in his eyes when he looked at her didn't register as anything new, anything out of the ordinary. Sharon hadn't even thought much of it when Andy volunteered in situations that would give them a chance to be together longer. No, Sharon hadn't noticed it at first. But after a while, she also started to see the differences in their relationship.

Both aware of what was happening, the best thing to do would have been for them to take a step back before it went too far. There were certain lines that just weren't meant to be crossed. There were rules that were to be followed. Andy didn't care much for these rules, but Sharon lived her life by them. So, Sharon made a conscious decision to put a stop to whatever was going on between them. But telling yourself you were going to stop something wasn't the same as actually stopping it.

Who was to say when things were no longer considered just being friendly? Was comforting one another really crossing any boundaries? Was a round of late night text messages any less innocent because of who was sending them? There was a place where the line had to be drawn, Sharon knew. And she would draw it when the time came.

Something told Sharon that time had long gone. Maybe it was the way Andy would walk Sharon to her car, Provenza always giving them a knowing look that they shrugged off. Or, maybe it was the way she sometimes felt Andy's hand at the small of her back when nobody could see, his fingers rubbing soothing circles at the end of a long day. There was that and much more, but the biggest clue that they were in dangerous territory was more obvious than that. It was in the way Andy pushed Sharon up against the wall, his hand creeping up her body, and his eyes locked on hers as she smiled and closed the space between their lips, kissing him soundly.

Yes, things had changed between them. But, just maybe, there were good things to come with these changes.