A/N: This is my first published fan fiction on this website. I was inspired by the photos released for episode nine of Major Crimes. For some reason, to me they looked like some sort of a goodbye between Sharon/Rusty, and this is how I think Sharon feels about the whole thing. I hope you enjoy it! Please R&R!

Sharon Raydor was never one who prided herself on doing the wrong thing. She prided herself as someone who always did the right thing. It wasn't easy, because a lot of the time it pained her to make decisions based on someone else's best interests, instead of her own. But right now, all she wanted to do was lock Daniel Dunn in a jail cell and throw away the key.

It didn't make sense, really. The man had no criminal record, and he seemed like a decent, responsible man. Honestly, she wished he had a drug related past, or even a slightly violent past. Any blemish on his record would do. It would give her more of a chance to fight to keep Rusty with her, where he belonged.

At the thought of Rusty, she leaned back in her desk chair, slipped her glasses off and sighed dramatically. It was getting late, everyone was phasing out of the office for the evening, but Sharon was lost in her thoughts. Of course, these were truly selfish thoughts on her part. After all, Rusty deserved a good father, and over the last few weeks she really WAS happy to see that he was becoming closer with the man. But she couldn't deny the sadness she felt every night when he came back home to her, only to express his excitement at seeing his father again tomorrow.

"Get a grip, Sharon. Rusty was never yours to keep. He deserves a biological link to his past. You should be happy for him. You've got your own kids anyway. Kids that love you…" She sighed sadly, picking up the framed photo she kept of them on her desk. "Kids that never come to see you anymore…" Great. Now she was talking to herself.

She rested her chin her hands, realizing that the real problem here was that she was sick and tired of coming home to an empty condo. Rusty changed all of that and she got used to it. She had told him she would miss him if he went away, and that was an understatement. She suddenly felt tears forming in her eyes, and she shook her head and wiped a stray tear away as she took a deep, shaky breath. She loved that boy, and he could be taken away…at any time.

Louis Provenza shook his head slightly as he watched the Captain sitting alone in her office, seemingly lost in a deep thought. He hated to admit it, but he felt terrible watching her go through all she was going through with Rusty. He had seen a different, dare he say human side of Captain Raydor that he didn't think existed when Rusty was around. She tended to confide in him when it came to Rusty, so he thought that now would be a good time to interrupt her thoughts.

He knocked firmly. "Captain?"

Sharon wiped her face quickly and leaned back in her chair, putting her glasses back on. "Yes, Lieutenant…come in."

Provenza took in the sight of her. He could tell she had been crying, her eyes were slightly red and she looked flustered. "I was uhhh…just wondering how Rusty has been. How's his outings with Mr. Dunn?"

Sharon looked down a moment and took a deep breath. Keep it together, Sharon. "Oh…well…he's doing great. He and Daniel seem to be getting along beautifully and he seems happy…"

Provenza nods, sitting down in one of the chairs that were neatly placed in front of her desk. "I see. And what about you?"

Sharon looked up, surprised at the question. "What about me, Lieutenant?"

He smirked a little at the reaction. "How have you been?"

Sharon pondered the question for a moment. "Honestly? I don't particularly like the situation."

Provenza nods. "Nor do any of us. We've all gotten used to the kid around here. Flynn especially. Every time he sees that Dunn guy around here he rolls his eyes and looks like he wants to beat the shit out of the guy."

Sharon shrugs. "Well, there isn't much we can do about it. The DNA results showed that Daniel is Rusty's biological father. All he has to do is take this to court, and Rusty would be his. I'm sure Rusty will be all too eager to get out of my place, he's practically over the moon every time he comes home at night from his outings with him. He wouldn't fight him, that's for sure."

The bitter tone to Sharon's voice as she said the last last two sentences were not lost on Provenza. "I don't think so, Sharon. That kid knows how good he's got it with you. I don't think he is ready to give up on you that easily."

Sharon swallowed, turning away to gaze out into the rest of the now empty office. And I'll never be ready to give up on him. "Well…I won't get my hopes up…" She turned back to look at him. "Anything else I can do for you, Lieutenant?"

"No, Captain. Just…don't jump to conclusions about this 'father' of his. The man knows how to have fun with a sixteen year old, but does he know anything about raising one? Think about it." He gets up and starts to walk out of the room.

"Lieutenant?"

Provenza turns back around. "Yes, Captain?"

She smiles gratefully at him. "Thank you."

He shrugs. "No problem. Have a good night, Captain. It's getting late. I'm sure Rusty is waiting up for you."

Sharon nods slightly. "You're probably right. I'll see you tomorrow. Drive carefully."

"You, too." And with that, he was gone, leaving Sharon feeling slightly brighter about her future with Rusty than she did before. Maybe he was right. Rusty's father might have been a nice man who was fun to hang out with, but was he a good father?

Sharon grabbed her purse out of her bottom drawer and headed out, eager to get home to Rusty.