A/N: Until now I've only been an avid reader, however thanks to my Dear Xira I've gotten this need to please people with words. So without further ado, here you have my first attempt on "Making a friend happy". Be gentle with me please. Besides this being my first story, English is not my first language. So if you find a few mistakes with spelling or grammar, there honest ones and if you point them out I'll gladly fix them.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Love and bullets

It started like it always did. With a body. After a year of working in Major Crimes she knew all the ins and outs of the process, but deep inside still felt slightly shaken by the fact that her job started when someone's life ended. She made her way toward the immobile lump near the river, Provenza explained she had been found by two kids who were walking their dog.

"The boys called 911 at 10:37pm and Flynn and I arrived at 11:04pm. We found two .9mm cases right behind these bushes, but only one wound can be seen in the girl's body." He explained as he uncovered her naked body. Sharon could tell she had once been beautiful... It took her almost two seconds to realize how familiar her face was.

The Lieutenant continued, "Her clothes and other possessions are in this pile over here. Her name was..." but he was interrupted by Raydor's breaking voice "Little Samantha Williams."

This time she tried even harder than usual to hide the turmoil of feelings taking over her. She coughed in order to find a way to speak as calmly as possible to answer Provenza's unspoken question. "She has been my daughter's best friend since kindergarten. Have you notified her family yet?"

Provenza could tell she was doing her best not to show her sadness because of the way she kept staring at him. As if avoiding to gaze at the body would make this less real, so he simply shook his head. With a nod she instructed them to collect all the evidence and she would go to tell the parents. She knew it wasn't her job, but she couldn't stand being there.

As she was walking away he said, "I'm so sorry Captain."

She stopped without turning her head to him, not because she didn't want to, but because if she did, he would see the tears forming in her eyes. Quietly she said, "I know you are lieutenant," and kept going.

Andy had been intrigued by the exchange he had witnessed from afar between the Captain and Provenza, but felt oddly restrained from approaching them as if he would be interrupting an intimate moment of some sort. That made him feel slightly frustrated and he didn't quite understand why, or maybe he did. As he saw Raydor's departure he move to Provenza's side to give him a piece of his mind. What was he trying to pull? It was a given that they have all come to terms with Sharon being the boss, but they've all grown accustomed to their dynamic as well. The Captain playing by the book, the boys doing as they were told, Provenza being a pain and him... Well he enjoyed bonding with his leader over Provenza's rudeness. He was not about to give that up. "What was that all about old man?"

Without feeling in the mood to pick a fight with Flynn, Provenza calmly replied; "The captain knew the victim. Apparently she was her daughter's best friend, so I decided to cut her some slack. She went all sad puppy on me... Not even her Darth Raydor cape could cover her sorrow so I decided to bark at her about the overtime after we wrap up this case."

Feeling like a total ass Flynn managed to stare at her walking figure with a frowning concerned expression. He then asked what was bugging him, "Where is she going?"

Provenza looked at his friend with a disapproving glare. "She's doing the notification herself so you might as well go all 'Knight and Shining Armor' and accompany her, cause out of all the times you've actually crawled to her lap, tonight she might really need the support."

Andy was shocked by the words, not because of the simplicity in which Louie had referred to his need of always comfort the boss, but because of the realization that Provenza approved of his behavior under this circumstance. She had to be devastated in order to get sympathy from his friend. Without giving it a second thought he walked after her.

Sharon reached for her car keys out of her purse and was opening her door as she felt a hand grabbing her shoulder, she turned around only to find a pair of deep brown eyes watching her with a hurt expression that tried to match her own. She felt the urge to compose herself and not give in to the need of asking for a hug. That's all she needed right now, a comforting hug. Some kind of connection to the bright side of life, something to forget about the pain, the loss, the suffering, this ugliness and despicable side of the human behavior she was so close to now. But she managed to keep herself together, "What it is lieutenant?"

Flynn realized he hadn't taken his hand from her and shyly took it back, "Buzz is already filming the scene, Tao is talking to the kid's parents to schedule the statement tomorrow morning. Sanchez and Sykes are talking to the neighbors, and Provenza's got the rest of the scene covered. Would you mind if l go tell the parents with you?"

She couldn't find a reason to refuse his proposal, "Only if you drive, my head is killing me." They got into the car and he asked her where they were going? In what sounded almost like a whisper she said, "It's a block away from my condo. I used to carpool for them every two days for swimming classes. I'll tell you where to stop."

As they walked out of the Williams's residence, Sharon's exhaustion was beyond her understanding. Talking to Sam's parents had been the most difficult thing she had done in her life. Telling someone their kid is not coming back is hard, but telling a friend that her baby was killed. The same girl you saw play with your own. The girl who's pictures were in your daughter's room, and had been there so many times in pajama parties. She suddenly felt dizzy and weak in the knees, stopping in the middle of her way back to the car. Flynn realized she was not behind him and looked back. He rushed to grab her as her fatigue got the best of her and she collapsed.

A few moments later Sharon opened her eyes and preoccupied ones welcomed her back. "How are you feeling Captain?" She felt disoriented for a minute as she looked around while the coldness of the cement settled on her legs. Realizing she was on the floor with Flynn's arms around her torso, she tried to stand up but felt unsteady again. "Don't hurry back up Sharon. Why don't you sit before you dry out all the energy left in your body and I have to carry you all the way back to your place?"

Shocked by her Lieutenant's informality she arched an eyebrow in disbelief. Just as she opened her mouth to point out he should address her by rank, she was suddenly out of words so she did as she was told. He was still wrapping her, but when he felt her shaking he started to rub her forearms to keep her warm. She finally felt as she could drift for a second. She closed her eyes and without hesitating she folded her arm around the big frame that was keeping her in place. A wave of sorrow crashed into her, making her gasp slightly, as she finally allowed the tears to fall. He brought her closer to him and continued to move one of his hands warming her, while the other went up her head caressing it with tenderness. "You can cry now." He simply said, as if hearing every thought she had, when he softly placed a kiss in her forehead.

Sharon did not understood if it was the need for closeness, touch, tenderness, or a sneak peek into those moments worth living for. She just knew that she needed to be reminded of them all right now. She felt something more than just comfort, she felt warmth, but there was something else. There was a yearning desire to reach out to him.