Hello, my lovelies! This is a story from LilaJ, she asked me to write the rest. The first chapter is all of her hard work, I just added a few sentences. The rest of the chapters I will be writing.

I hope you all enjoy!

The night he called her after being attacked by dead Bobby Harris, yes her, not Provenza or the Chief not even 911. He put it down to shock. It may have been the right procedure, but it still bugged him. Why her? She's been nothing but a pain in his ass for years. She was however, human after all she proved that in the concerned look in her eyes, while he gave her his statement and when she lightly touched his arm before he collapsed. He vaguely remembered hearing someone say "he'd better wake up" and he had a feeling it was her. She cared? She did bend the rules and let Major Crimes investigate his attack. Was she really as bad as they all thought? These were the many questions going through Andy Flynn's mind while he tried to rest and recover at home after the Rick Zuman case was closed.

Why of all people was his mind wandering to her? The wicked witch, Darth Raydor, hall monitor. The midnight blue coat she wore and the heels, even half unconscious he remembers them he wouldn't be a man if he didn't notice how attractive she was. He always thought she was, but you'd have to be mental to chase that skirt or want your balls busted, as the guys in robbery homicide use to say. It bugged the hell out of him.

He was brought out of his reverie when there was a knock at his door. It took him a while to get up and reach the door. He thought by the time he got to it the visitor would have given up or it was Provenza and any second there'd be a Big Bang and a yell "come on Flynn Christmas is around the corner!" But the gentle tap signified that it indeed was a woman perhaps, Nicole, wishful thinking or the chief? He reached the door and to his surprise it was neither, but none other than Sharon Raydor. Wait when did he start thinking of her as Sharon? No, it's Captain Raydor! He was in shock not five minutes ago, she consumed his thoughts and now she was at his doorstep in that coat, which perfectly fitted coat. His eyes gave him away. He was in shock but he composed himself and became professional. "Evening Captain, what can I do for you?" It came out a bit gruffer than he intended it to. She must have sensed his uneasiness because she cleared her throat and spoke but with a nervous beginning. "Um Lieutenant, I just came by to see how you are feeling but if I interrupted your rest I'll leave you be." Her voice was somewhat reserved and tender Andy did not expect that. In the hospital as she was leaving when she gave him that subtle nod which he took as a silent 'I hope you get well soon' he thought that was all the emotion he'd see out of her. But now at his door her eyes gave her away she looked almost concerned.

He pondered for a minute should he invite her in? The silence started to get a little uncomfortable she sensed it and said "really I just wanted to give you this." She handed over a bag to him and continued "thought you might have missed this, Bobby Harris did a good job of spilling your blood on the original plus that one is now evidence in my OIS case. It isn't exactly the same but same sort of style well goodnight Lieutenant and I wish you a speedy recovery" she smiled and turned to walk away.

Andy looked in the bag it was a replacement leather jacket. He couldn't believe his eyes he walked out the door as fast as he could. He managed to catch up with her. He lightly touched her shoulder to turn her around, she slightly flinched but it got her attention he finally spoke "Captain that was a really nice gesture. I was a bit shocked to see you at my door, but would you please come in? At least let me make you a cup of tea to thank you. You prefer tea over coffee right?" Wait when did I notice that?

"Sure Lieutenant thanks and I do prefer tea" She replied while wondering, How did he know that? He gestured for her to come inside "after you" he resisted the urge to place a guiding hand on her back seeing as she flinched when he touched her shoulder before. He couldn't help but admire her from behind that blue coat flattering her figure. She stopped in the doorway and he managed to get out "please let me take your beautiful coat" she looked a bit shocked. Shit! Did I really just say beautiful? What the hell? He wondered as she handed it to him and he placed it on the coat rack. He couldn't help but notice her fresh floral scented perfume wafting from it. He closed his eyes savoring in it. She cleared her throat waiting for him to respond. "Sorry Captain, I'm still a bit slow on my feet please this way through to the kitchen and I'll get you that cup of tea." "Thank you that would be lovely" She said following in behind him.

He put the water on to boil and while he was waiting he grabbed the bag again. He tried to put the coat on, it was a struggle with his arm in a sling. She stood up and said "here let me help you." She ever so tenderly placed the coat on him. "Wow captain this looks even better than my last one. Thank you so much!" She looked confused again then Andy realized the only other person he's heard say that was the Chief. It was not meant in a sarcastic tone she used it for, he stumbled quickly to correct himself "Captain I'm so sorry I didn't mean that in the southern Brenda Leigh Johnson way. I really meant it as a big Thank you." She took a breath in relief. "You are welcome Lieutenant, plus it's also a little apology gift for having to investigate you after you were attacked. You have to know I didn't want to but it's the rules."

"Well at least you didn't insist you had to go first." He teased as he winked at her. "To tell you the truth it surprised me that you let Major Crimes take the lead in the investigation."

"Well I know what it's like when one of your team is hurt you can't just stand back and watch another squad investigate. It's not right, you want to be on the ground, in the trenches finding the person that hurt your team member." She said as the kettle whistled. He poured her tea. To her surprise he made it exactly how she liked it. She hummed at the taste "Lieutenant how do you know how I take my tea?" "Well I'm a detective right? I can be observant sometimes." He teased her accompanied by another wink.

"Please Captain, we're not at the station now. Let the formalities rest. Please call me Andy." She thought about it for a moment and smiled over her cup "Ok Andy well I hope you enjoy your gift and please come back soon. The Lieutenant needs his partner to keep him on his toes." She finished her tea and said "Well I should get going."

Andy didn't want to see her leave so quickly. They had just started to have an easy flowing conversation with no antagonism. "Wait Sharon!" Shit should I have said Sharon? She never gave me permission to call her Sharon she's going to get angry. She turned around once again with a questioning raise of her eyebrow "Sorry um I didn't mean that. I'll go back to Captain." He stumbled out trying to correct his mistake. "No, no it's fine Andy. You can call me by my name outside work. I'm not that strict and I'm not that uptight." Andy 'thought you could have fooled me' "Well Sharon I'm sure you haven't had dinner yet please let me feed you. I'm sure it's been a long day and if a certain Lieutenant has been cleared of all allegations in his obscenely thick jacket. Which means it does not need to consume anymore of your time at least for the next two weeks." He said as waggled his eye brows. Sharon burst out into laughter he'd never heard her laugh it was contagious he joined in "Well Andy, I guess your right my paperwork will be a bit lighter for a few weeks."

"Ok, dinner sounds good I'm assuming you'll order in?" "Well Sharon I probably should due to my limited movement at the moment. However, I'm no hack in the kitchen don't tell anyone, but even Provenza doesn't know I can cook a decent meal. How else could a vegetarian afford to not starve? Do you know how expensive it is to be healthy?"

"I know what you mean Andy. If I brought my salads every day for lunch, that's my grocery money gone. Don't worry your secrets safe with me. She said smiling at him. "So what are you cooking?" She inquired as she watched him maneuver towards the fridge.

"Well I do have to cheat a little. I have some leftovers I can just throw on the stove and I can use some quick salad I've got in the refrigerator. Are you a tortellini fan?" He replied. "Yum of course that sounds great." She answered watching him get the materials out of the fridge. "One more thing you're not allergic to nuts are you?" He inquired trying not to get distracted by the woman sitting in front of him and the inappropriate thoughts that are running through his head about her. "No I'm not I often eat a handful of nuts to keep me going throughout the day. I'm afraid my body couldn't handle a candy drawer, like the Chief. I don't know how she eats all that stuff." She said running her hand through her hair.

Andy just smirked and leaned in closer to Sharon over the countertop "I'll let you in on a little secret if you deprive the Chief of her candy or ho ho's she becomes impatient, uncooperative, and just plain frustrating. Once she had us remove all candy from the murder room, and let's just say it was one very interesting week. Thank God Tao had some pastries in his desk and she finally caved in and ate them! We all breathed a sigh of relief, when she returned to her normal self!" She laughed. There was that laugh again he wouldn't mind hearing her do that more often. "So you're telling me she can be even more frustrating! God, I hope that drawer never gets empty when I have to deal with her again!" Sharon said as she watched Andy's every move. When did he become so attractive to me? She thought as she absentmindedly licked her lips slowly. "Don't worry we've all learnt to keep reserves. You ever notice the Twizzlers Buzz keeps around. They really are our emergency keep the Chief under control stash!" Andy joked as he started cutting up some fresh vegetables to add to the salad. "Duly noted Lieutenant" his rank rolled off her tongue in a new and different exciting way. "Now I better get dinner started. Why don't you make yourself comfortable? Watch some TV in the den or you could take the 25c tour. Let me just turn the lights on. Now to the right is my room, to the left is the guest room and last that is another guest room I've turned into a sort of office and opposite that is the guest bathroom feel free to wash u." He said as he pointed her down the hallway. Sharon took the tour. Andy's home was not at all what she expected for some reason she'd pictured a bachelor pad with silk sheets, red walls, big TV, and sports memorabilia. Turns out she was wrong. His room was beige with a chocolate feature wall, no TV. He had a small walk in closet filled with his suits and ties and a dresser. She noticed the bed was unmade. He must have been resting when she knocked on the door.

She felt a bit bad for that and decided to remake his bed. It was a little gesture but she thought it would do no harm. She picked his pillow up to rearrange it and the faint scent of his cologne lingered. She couldn't help but smile to herself. Wait what am I doing I'm snooping in Flynn's room and making his bed what will he think I'm some psychopath or something gotta get out of here quick. She thought to herself as she hurriedly exited his room, but she stopped at his bathroom door. She couldn't help but check out his bathroom. It was nice too, a separate shower and bath and very clean. She continued to his guest room, it was decorated in blues with a seashell theme and beach paintings. It reminded her of Santa Monica, it brought a calmness to the room. The biggest shock she stumbled upon was his office. Here lied his baseball memorabilia on one wall. The other was all of his awards and newspaper clippings on Major Crimes triumphs many framed. Another wall had pictures of a boy and girl, must be his children's pictures throughout the years. A few awards and a small frame with his AA accomplishments with a heading 15 years, sat on his oak desk, in the corner. 'One day at a time'the plaque said and as she read it her eyes started to well up. This, Andy was an enigma, the more she looked the more she liked. Memories flashed through her mind of the many times Jack would try to sober up. He never made it longer than a year. When he did become sober one addiction stayed to this day, gambling and that's one she'll never know if he wants to or even has tried to give up. Andy was everything she wished Jack could and would be. She was interrupted from her thoughts when Andy entered the room "Hey Sharon dinner is ready. Finished your tour?" He asks as he stood near the door. She hoped he didn't notice she'd been crying "Yes Andy, you have a lovely home" She said quietly. He noticed Sharon's eyes were a bit red. Something had upset her. He decided to get her out of the room didn't want to make her uncomfortable, so he gave her some space "Well I'll just go wash up and join you in a minute." He said as he realized she needed a moment to compose herself. From what he knew about Sharon's past and his drinking days, the husband and he were almost one in the same. Yes, he knew Jack, even shared a few drinks with him but from what he heard the guy didn't really stick around much.

Maybe seeing his achievements on the wall reminded her of what her husband could have been. Andy was far from perfect he's been trying to reconnect with his children for a while. His mistakes have taken a long time to amend and it's still an ongoing process and a big part of his life especially where his kids were concerned. He did as he said, went to wash up and waited until he heard Sharon walk into the dining room. Andy had set the dining room table he had cooked spinach and ricotta tortellini with a tomato and basil sauce. A salad of rocket beetroot feta walnuts and a balsamic vinaigrette. It was perfect. Sharon took her first bite and hummed in approval "Oh my God Andy this is delicious! Who taught you how to cook?" "Well while sobering up my mind needed to concentrate on other things than AA. I love my baseball as everyone knows, but I watched a lot of the Cooking Channel and you'd be amazed of what you pick up from it after so many repeats". He said as he smiled at her. Her expression suddenly changed her eyes were welling up again. The tough as nails Captain Raydor was falling apart in front of him. He didn't mean to make her upset he didn't realize that one small comment, would set off her tears again. She quickly excused herself from the table. She had no other way to react to her emotions other than to flee. She quickly looked at her watch and said "Oh my look at the time. I have to get going. I'm so sorry Andy it's really late."

She was quick like a suspect fleeing a crime scene. By the time he stood up from his chair, she was at his door. "Well thanks again Andy. I hope you like your jacket and I wish you a speedy recovery." She said as she turned the doorknob. She gave him the same gesture she did at the hospital, the head nod and sympathetic eye contact, and with that she was gone. He didn't even get to say goodbye. What had her husband put her through during their marriage for her to react that way? No wonder why she kept the cold, hard, hall monitor facade at work. Andy wondered as he watched her drive away. Andy suspected it was more to do with protecting herself and less to do with professional standards. Those rules she loves so much were her barrier to not let anyone in. Boy that husband must have really fucked her up. He thought as he was locked his door. He swore he could still smell her perfume. Then he turned around and noticed while she was in such a hurry she forgot her coat. He could wait till tomorrow and take it into work or he could take it to her now. He couldn't just leave her like that, he needed to apologize for upsetting her. He vaguely remembered overhearing her tell a coworker once she lived in the same building. He knew where that was all he had to do was persuade the doorman to let him up. He called a cab not strong enough yet to drive and ended up using his badge to get him into the building. Sharon was on her couch drinking a big glass of wine and replaying the evening's events in her head. Why of all people did I have to break down in front of him? I'm sure the whole of Major Crimes will know about it by tomorrow morning.

TBC

Be kind leave some nuggets of love. The second chapter follows directly after.