I have found myself a beta who is thankfully looking over the last two chapters to Facing the Facts, those will be up sometime this week!
Can't believe that I'm ending that story.
Anyways, I have experienced the small joy of writing one-shots, so here's another short one!
Enjoy!
"Flynn?" Provenza whispered, looking over his crossword puzzle, at the sleeping Lieutenant. "Flynn?" Provenza asked again, adding, "I'd dump water over your head if I wasn't so damn lazy."
Sharon stood at the entrance to the murder room, jacket hanging over her arm and files in hand. Provenza hadn't noticed her yet, and with the small twinkle in Sharon's eye proved that she was enjoying the one- sided conversation.
Provenza searched for something to throw at the peaceful Lieutenant. Paper balls would require too much energy, and pencils could cause serious damage.
Then Provenza thought of something.
Something devious, bound to wake Andrew Flynn.
Provenza moaned and whispered, "Oh, Sharon! Who taught you to be such a lovely kisser?" Provenza moaned again, smacking his wet lips twice for effect.
Sharon raised her eyebrows, intrigued by the unfolding scene.
Flynn flinched. His right hand grasping the air, as if he was gripping Sharon's hair.
"Shhhh," Provenza said in a high pitched voice, very unlike the Captain's husky one. "Can't let Flynn catch us like this," Provenza let out a giggle and continued to smack his lips.
Sharon stifled a chuckle at Provenza's imitation.
Flynn moaned, moving his sweet jaw in a rhythmic kiss.
Provenza snorted first, then laughed. Flynn shot awake, glaring at his lazy friend, not yet seeing Sharon.
"You son of a bitch!" Flynn growled dangerously, righting himself in his chair. Provenza continued laughing at his own joke.
Gaspingly, Provenza said, "Flynn and Capt'n sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
Sharon laughed from her spot. Both Men turned to face the Captain, and Provenza burst into another fit of laughter. Flynn paled at the sight of the Captain, she had caught him air-kissing her, while Provenza emitted pornographic noises.
"Morning Capt'n!" Provenza greeted after he cleared his throat and calmed down.
"Good morning, Lieutenants!" Sharon replied, the remnants of laughter and a genuine smile toying with her gorgeous features.
"Captain, I can explain-" Flynn tried.
"What is there to explain, Andy?"
"Yeah, Flynn? Why don't you explain how you love the Captain's legs more than Ms. Georgia's? Or that you actively dream about her, at home, at work, Hell! I bet you even-" Provenza interrupted with a light tone and smile.
"Shut. The. Fuck. Up." Flynn sneered, glaring at his laughing friend in pure rage.
"Joining Jekyll and Hyde, I see?" Sharon asked, her smile still visible. Both lieutenants gave her the same glassy-eyed look at her remark. Sharon shook her head and headed slowly towards her office.
Provenza was on the verge of another round of hysterical laughter, and Flynn growing angrier at his friend.
Yeap, Sharon thought as she placed her belongings down, but could still hear the two through the glass. They're joining Jekyll and Hyde.
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