AN: I don't own Major Crimes or its characters, but in light of a certain deleted scene I thought I needed to continue it a little.

Feeling rather proud of herself for having the talk with Rusty, Sharon sunk into the couch with her cup of tea. She knew he would come around eventually and it was time for him to realize that the world revolved around more than him; time for her to realize that too if she was honest. Stroh was gone, she and Andy were officially dating, and it was time for everything else to fall where it may. She sipped her tea, and let its warmth flow through her mingling with all the possible maybes that lay ahead of her and her Lieutenant.

She heard her phone buzz from the coffee table and knew it was him. Andy Flynn. Her grin crept further up into her eyes. She was acting like a teenager, but truth be told she really just didn't care.

"Hello Lieutenant." Her voice purred through the phone at him.

"Uh, hello Captain." A little thrown off by her insistence on this 'Captain/Lieutenant' thing until they talked to Taylor. Raking his hand through his hair and shaking his head a little as she continued.

"Since we aren't at work, I suppose you could call me Sharon."

He couldn't help but chuckle, she was teasing him and he could her smile through the phone. Two could play at that.

"Well Captain, you see I don't know, it might not be in keeping with the rules, and my boss, well she is a walking rulebook."

"Lieutenant," she clipped, cutting him off "Andy" she softened "I think your boss isn't around right now"

"No?"

"No, just Sharon."

"Hmmm, well just Sharon, just Andy was thinking about you… and missing you." He hoped he wasn't pushing her but after their dinner and that kiss of their first date, and then the case taking all of their time and Taylor not being in town to report to, he needed to see where her head was.

He heard the sound of her soft giggle before she answered him, "I was thinking about you too, talking about you actually."

She gulped her tea. Talking to Rusty and making him uncomfortable was one thing, but was she really going to tell Andy what she was thinking?

"Talking about me?" he could feel himself starting to squirm.

"Ah yeah, to Rusty." Her voice got quieter and she was wholly unsure of exactly what she was going to say next.

Andy relaxed a little. Rusty was a much better option than Andrea or God forbid Gavin to be talked about with.

"So what's the kid have to say? Giving us grief about 'dating'?"

"Uh no, not exactly…"

Andy could hear her voice falter a little and began to squirm again. The kid had been giving them grief about dating for a long time. What could have happened?

"Sharon, what exactly did you and Rusty talk about?"

Sharon turned up her tea glass downing the rest of the contents, thinking briefly how this conversation would be less uncomfortable if she had been drinking something stronger than tea. Pulling her feet up closer to herself, she began. "I think now that things are progressing beyond non-dates, Rusty has realized that he may have some, um, reservations." Her hands played along the hem of her cardigan, fingers flexing trying to calm her breathing.

"Reservations? About what? He's always seemed on board with us, even when we weren't on board with us."

She smiled in spite of her nerves "We? Andy, I think you mean I wasn't on board."

He chuckled at her knowing she was right, "Semantics… so what about the kid?"

"Well I told him that we needed a plan. He's dating now and then there's you and we have the condo and we needed a plan in case of, you know…" she took another deep breath and another firm tug on her cardigan and barely whispered out "overnight guests."

Andy held the phone out looking at it dumfounded. Had she actually said that? He had to have heard her wrong. She must be talking about Rusty and TJ. He spoke cautiously, "Well, I can imagine, that well, Rusty would have been uncomfortable talking to you about TJ…"

"Andy." She tried to cut him off but her voice wouldn't give her the volume necessary.

"I mean, you're his mom, and…"

"Andy." She tried again this time getting his attention and silence fell on the other end of the time. Andy was terrified and beyond exhilarated by the possibility of what she would say next.

She swallowed hard and quietly continued with all of her remaining nerve, "I wasn't talking about Rusty. I was talking about…us."

The last word barely whispered hung like a balloon waiting to be popped in the phone line between them until the silence was broken by the smallest of snickers that grew into an all-out fit of laughter.

"Andrew Flynn! Don't you laugh at me!" mortification starting to set in. They hadn't talked about this before and him laughing at her was not exactly the way she had intended for it to go!

"Sharon!" he chocked how trying to catch his breath between fits of laughter, "Oh honey, I'm not laughing at you. I'm just picturing Rusty's face!"

As she processed his words she thought back to the absurdity of her and Rusty's earlier encounter and she caught Andy's laughter. "It was pretty funny!" She breathed out as the laughter rippled through her culminating in a snort that make them both laugh more.

As they caught their breath and their laughter subsided the implications of her confession again hung in the dead air between them.

"Sharon, does this mean, I mean, are you saying, that you want me to spend the night?" he sounded ridiculous to himself, and couldn't venture to guess how it sounded to her ears.

Hearing the nervousness in this voice, Sharon's confidence was boosted.

"Well, not tonight, I mean we do have to report to Taylor first, which probably leaves tomorrow and the next night out as well…"

"Sharon.," He could hear the teasing in her voice, but if she was offering to speed this relationship up a little he wanted to be perfectly clear about it. "are you saying that sometime, after we comply at work, and probably go on another date, you might possibly be interested in.."

"Yes Andy. I'm saying that maybe sometime soon I may feel inclined to invite you to stay."

Silence hung between them again. Andy was more than a little stunned, he had been waiting for this woman for one reason or another for a long time, and now they were dating, and now possibilities that he had dreamed of were starting to become open to them.

"Andy?"

"Yeah Sharon, I'm here. Just thinking that's one invitation that I will look forward to, when the time comes."

"Yeah?"

"Oh, oh yeah."

Sharon had stood at some point pacing around her couch and now she sunk back down into it hugging a throw pillow to her chest.

"You know Rusty did have some reservations."

"Well now that I know the crux of your conversation with him, I can only imagine."

Sharon could feel the warmth of his voice, the implications they now shared, the possibilities that stretch out before them warming her whole body down to her toes.

"Apparently he is concerned about seeing you in your robe and t-shirt at the breakfast table."

As they both laughed she started again, more serious.

"Andy, he's going to come around. He respects you, he's just not used to me having someone in my life and he needs to learn to be happy for me," sighing she continued "until he does come around some we may need to use a little discretion."

"Sharon as long as I get to be with you, I can be the model of discretion."

She closed her eyes seeing the smirk that she knew was plastered on his face.

"Oh Andy, you've definitely got me."

*** Possibly TBC?