My first Major Crimes fan fiction!

My spin on the episode from July 8, 2013.

I know Sharon Raydor lives in a small apartment but in this story, she lives in an one-story house.

Major Crimes is not mine, nor are any of the characters (sadly).

Enjoy!

Sharon Raydor sat on her couch, comfortably curled up with the book, The Help resting on the pillow. Rusty had gone to bed early because of some big test he had the next day, so Sharon greedily took the free time to read and wind down from the week's adventurous case.

After catching 'The Ghost' from the latest case, Sharon had managed to kick out her (legally separated) husband, and be able to enjoy the Friday night with a good book and wine.

But that was two hours ago. Now that her wine glass was empty (for the third time that night) and the book finished, Sharon was bored. Not quite tired yet, but bored. There was nothing good on the television (she had checked every single channel- twice), and she was too lazy to go through case reports.

So when the knock on her door came, Sharon eagerly bounced off the couch to answer it. She wasn't expecting anyone but maybe they would be able to cure her boredom.

What Sharon defiantly was not expecting was to see Lt. Andy Flynn on her front stoop. "Captain, I was, um, in the area and saw your lights on and I, uh," he let the sentence trail as he gave her a once over. She hadn't realized that she had answered the door in her silk nightie and cotton robe, suddenly, she felt self-conscious. She pulled the robe tightly around her body. "You know what? This was a dumb idea, I'll see you Monday, Captain," Andy said as he walked down the front steps and back into his still running car. He hadn't even turned off his car, Sharon thought as she watched him pull out of the driveway without a second thought. Sharon wasn't sure how to react.

Sharon wasn't sure whether she liked the fact he had gone out of his way to stop by her house because, geographically the houses were not anywhere near one another, or if she hated the fact he left before she could even invite him in.

Sighing, Sharon closed the door and yawned. NOW, I'm tired, Sharon silently scolded herself. She wasn't tired a minute ago.

She placed her wine glass in the dishwasher, and the book back in the bookshelf. Softly, Sharon padded down the hall and checked on Rusty. Rusty was sound asleep with his headphones on listening to-who-knows-what. Sharon smiled slightly as she walked towards her bedroom. She went through her night tasks: Sharon brushed her teeth, then combed her hair, and lastly flossed. She turn-downed the comforter and took off her robe, which Sharon hung on the bedpost. She slid into bed and placed her glasses on the nightstand as she turned off the light and closed her eyes.

Sharon found herself waiting for Monday.

Could be a multi-chapter, that is if you guys want it to be…

Please review!