A/N: I decided that I wanted to write a set of Shandy drabbles, with the help of you amazing people :) I already have six different prompts, but I'd love to receive more! Comments and PM's would be appreciated :')

For DeQuana :) Prompt: Andy upsets Sharon and he apologizes. I hope this is everything you expected!

It had been two weeks since their big fight, the tension still clinging in the air, creating unease amongst the team to say the least. After years of hostility, Andy's son, Michael, had contacted him in the hopes of making amends. Andy, being the man that he was, had spun yet another far-fetched story about himself and Sharon, about how he was becoming a better man because of her (and if he was being honest with himself, it wasn't all that far-fetched.)

But that wasn't how Sharon saw the situation, and he realized again that he was on the verge of destroying their fragile relationship.

Two weeks ago:

"Andy, you can't keep using me as a bargaining chip." She sighs, the two of them sitting in her office, her chair facing the window in an attempt to retain her composure, "I'm not the one that abandoned them, that was you. Them liking me won't necessarily change how they feel about you."

"I didn't abandon them." He growls, "And did you see the way Nicole looked at me the night of The Nutcracker? You changed everything."

"Right." She replies sarcastically, "I changed everything. That's the fictional version of me, right? The one that's in a serious committed relationship with you? Because that is not what's happening here and you need to understand that. I've been used too many times to let you hurt me like this. You need to make amends with Nicole and Michael on your own terms, and you need to tell them the truth."

"When I said that you made me a better person, did you see that as a lie?" He asks slightly annoyed, "Well, did you?"

"I don't know what I saw it as!" She exclaims, spinning in her chair and looking at him through clouded eyes, "I don't know how long you've had this preconception in your head that we were dating, but all you've managed to do is hurt me. And if... if this really is a relationship, I don't want to do it anymore."

"Sharon, what?" He looks at her confused, "How can you...? We're partners. You're the boss, I'm the quirky Lieutenant. I take you out to dinner and we call each other by our first names, you can't just-"

"Andy, just get out."

That was the last time they had spoken, he no longer brought her coffee in the mornings and she no longer greeted him with a smile. They were building barriers around one another, severing the connections that had taken so long to form.

"Ma'am, I think we should follow this lead." Julio tells her, walking into her office and handing her a case file, "The ex-fiancé is looking more and more guilty."

"Thank you, Julio." She forces a smile, "Give me a few minutes and we'll roll out."

"Of course, Captain." He nods, closing her door as he backs out of the office.

Why does everything have to be so complicated? She asks herself, placing her head in her hands before letting out a long sigh, I can't talk to him without getting irritated, but I can't ignore him. It was a conundrum, becoming more and more complex and painful with each passing day.

"Lieutenants, Detectives, we have a lead and we need to follow it. I'll meet you all in the parking garage in the next few minutes."

A mixture of "Yes ma'am's" and "Yes Captain's" can be heard as she hurries down the hallway towards the elevator, pressing the button forcefully as she lets out a puff of air.

Another car ride with Andy. That's exactly what she needed right now, not. It was the assignment, something she had no control over and no ability to change. Taylor had dictated since day one that she would ride with Flynn, and after the first few tough weeks, she came to appreciate the arrangement. Now, not so much.

"Here is the address." She explains, handing a slip of paper to Julio and one to Provenza, "This should be quick and painless, he's not a known offender, no registered weapons, but that does not mean we drop our guard. Understood?"

"Of course." They all reply as the climb into their respective vehicles.

He's driving, per usual, which is probably better for the both of them. Every so often he glances her direction as she stares out the window in the hopes of avoiding his eyes.

"Sharon, talk to me." He begs, breaking the silence that had been upheld for much too long, "I'm sorry and I messed up, but I miss you."

"It's going to take more than that." She replies coldly, talking towards the window, "It's more than just that fight, it's all the deceit that led up to it."

Without saying anything, he reaches over and takes her hand in his. She pulls away and he lets out a sigh, "I, ah, I..."

"That's not helping." She turns to look at him, "Do you have any idea how upset you made me? How much you hurt me in an attempt to impress your kids?"

"Sharon, that wasn't the intention and you know it. Everyone knows how I feel about you, none of this was an act to impress the kids. Maybe I over-exaggerated my feelings a little," she glares at him, "okay, maybe a lot, but it's the truth of what I feel."

"So... Rusty was right then?" She asks, placing her hand next to his on the console, "You do care." Her voice comes out no more than a whisper and she looks at him, her emerald eyes glimmering with tears.

"Sharon, of course I do." He glances over and smiles warmly at her before inching his hand on top of hers, "And I need to apologize for letting things get this out of control. I shouldn't have lied to you or about you, but you mean so much to me that I wanted other people to know, even if those other people weren't you."

"Actually, that's, ah," she chuckles and reaches up to brush a tear from her eye, "That's really sweet Andy. And I'm sorry too."

"Really? You shouldn't be apologizing. You didn't do anything wrong. I'm the one that broke us."

"No you didn't." She laughs through her tears as he holds her hand in his, "My mother always told me not to cut off my nose to spite my face and that's exactly what I did. I know you, better than I know myself sometimes, and I think deep down I knew why you did what you did. It just scared me and I didn't know how to deal with it."

"I'm sorry I upset you, and I really do care about you. I don't know where to go from here, but I don't want you to be afraid of me, of us."

"I just need to understand what's happening between us, what's happened between us, before I can do this. I just need some time, and while I'm trying to figure it all out, there's no one else I'd rather have by my side than you."