A/N: Sequel to my one-shot "Learn to Feel Again." This story is set about one month after the previous one, and unfortunately Stroh is still on the loose. This will be a multi-chapter fic, so suggestions and critiques are gladly accepted (as always). Enjoy!

Told from Flynn's perspective


"What is going on with you two?" I hear Rusty and Sharon in the living room as I get changed in the morning.

"Rusty I'm not sure that's any of your business." She replies calmly, as usual.

"Sorry."

I chuckle to myself as I run a comb through my hair, it was a good question. I knew what she was doing, she was keeping me at a distance in case something happened. It made sense, but it still hurt. She was afraid of what would happen if she truly opened herself up to me, what would happen if Stroh found out. After the first time we kissed she had set rules, because who would she be without rules? She had come to me with a piece of paper, folded neatly in fourths, and slipped it into my jacket pocket without saying a word. I walk over to the night stand and pick up the paper, slowly reading over it as I had every day for the past month.

Andy- I really am happy with us, but for right now, I think this is how things have to be. Please don't be mad at me, I know sooner or later everything will work itself out. ~S

1. You don't always need to protect me. Go spend time with everyone, you're not the one on lockdown. Provenza needs someone to watch the game with :)
2. I'll get rid of the wine, all you have to do is ask
3. We share a bed, but that's it. Pajamas are for sleeping in
4. I get the bathroom first
5. Don't answer my phone for me or else
6. Kisses are nice
7. I LOVE YOU!

I smile and shake my head when I read number seven, it was another agreement we had come to without saying anything. Never once had the phrase 'I love you' crossed either of our lips. Instead, we started writing each other notes and placing them throughout the condo. Some simple 'I love you's' or 'Sharon you look stunning's' but Rusty had caught on to our little game and started leaving his own notes. Now there were a mish-mosh of notes strewn around the condo varying anywhere from 'I'm so in love with you' to 'Sure you're not dating?' and even 'Stop reading our notes and go do your homework'.

"Hey Andy." Sharon knocks on the door, "You okay in there?"

"Yeah I'm good." I open the door and grin at her, her hair pulled into a messy bun atop her head, "Good morning beautiful."

"God morning to you too." She smiles and leans up, gently kissing my lips.

"Do you have to do that?" Rusty mutters as he walks down the hallway, "You two are gross."

"If we're gross then what would you call what you ate for breakfast?" She wraps an arm around my waist and turns to Rusty, quirking an eyebrow.

"Yeah Kid, what would you call that?" I tease, wrapping an arm around Sharon's shoulder.

"Delicious." He replies opening his bedroom door, "I'm gonna do some homework, keep it PG."

"Rusty!"

"Sorry Sharon." He laughs and closes his bedroom door.


"So what's the game-plan for today?" She asks as I pour us each a cup of coffee, "Since Taylor gave us the day off?"

"I don't know." I shrug, "If we leave the condo we'll have to take another officer with us, if you want to go out."

"Well," she grins, sitting down her coffee mug, "if we both take our badges and guns I don't think we'll need another officer."

"Sharon, we're going to follow protocol."

She shakes her head and laughs at me, "After all my years dealing with you in FID, I never thought I'd hear those words come out of your mouth."

"Yeah, well, people change." I stand up and kiss her forehead, "I'm gonna go talk to the detail. Get changed if you want, and Sharon-"

"Hm?"

"Here." I lean down and passionately kiss her lips before sitting a note next to her coffee mug, "I'll be right back."


"Good morning Lieutenant."

"Morning Officer." I shrug, "Question for you."

"Shoot." He replies with a smile, rocking back on his heels.

"I am part of the Captain's protective detail, and she, well- she's the Captain." I'm babbling like an infant, "If I told you I wanted to take her out for a while, just for some fresh air, would we need a bracket officer?"

"I'm sorry Lieutenant, but you would, unless you want to take it up with Chief Taylor."

"No." I let out a puff of air and look at the ground, "Thank you."

"No problem." He smiles as I walk back into the apartment.


"Andy where are we going?" Sharon calls as I close the door to the condo, walking back to the table and sipping my coffee.

"Only to the office, unless you want a bracket officer."

"Hey, uhm," Rusty emerges from his room, a devious look on his face, "if you guys need some pointers I might be able to help."

"Russell Beck," Sharon sighs, walking out of the bedroom and towards us in the living room, "We will not be evading the protective detail, and neither will you. Understood?"

"Yessss." He grumbles and turns back down the hallway, "Have fun on your non-date!"

I look over at Sharon and smile, she's wearing a long, light blue sundress that accentuates all of her curves. She looks amazing, as always, her hair wavy from being in a bun.

"If we're going to the office I need to change." She frowns, crossing her arms over her chest defiantly, "This is awful."

"Well gee," I shrug and roll my eyes sarcastically, "I'm not offended at all by that statement."

"Oh hush." She walks over and gently kisses my jaw, "Here's a note for you too." She smirks before scampering back down the hallway, the blue fabric churning and crashing like the ocean waves as she went.


I turn the note over in my hand, folded in half per our tradition, and open it carefully. My handwriting jumps back at me, the note I had given her earlier:

I love you so much, today's going to be better. ~A

Under my initial I read Sharon's neat, cursive writing:

Love you more. ~S