Note: This is a deleted scene from 4.20 I would say sometime after they find Emile's body. All mistakes are mine and auto-correct's.

A/N: I am not trying to trivialize AA in anyway so PLEASE do not take it as such. This is fiction so take it as that.

I do not own them but I love them. Thank you for creating them and Ms. McDonnell and Mr. Denison for bringing them to life.

Chapter One

Sharon sat at her desk frustrated on how this case was going. Too many questions, and more keep popping up needing answers. She looked out to the murder room and could see the same frustration on her teams' faces. They needed a break. She knew there was a clock ticking but no one was going to solve this thing tired and hungry. She decided to send everyone home. She got up and grabbed her trench and purse. She shut off the lights as she headed out her office.

"Everyone go home. Eat. Rest. Come back fresh in the morning." she told them.

She left before Andy could say anything to her. He knew she was stressed. He figured if she needed him she could text him. He was due for a meeting anyways. But there was this nagging feeling in his stomach he just didn't know what it was yet.

Sharon got in her car, leaned her head back and blew out a long breath and closed her eyes. She felt bad for running out of the murder room without saying anything to Andy. But she couldn't let her guard down for a second and all she really wanted to do was just collapse in his arms. She also knew he needed a meeting and that's where he should go instead of her place. She started her car and decided she would text him later, if she didn't pass out first.

Andy pulled into the parking lot of the church. He saw the familiar faces of the smokers outside getting their last drags before going in. He still had that nagging feeling and his thoughts kept going to Sharon. He walked no the meeting room and made himself a cup of coffee. He sat down and took a sip. That nagging feeling got worse. His thoughts kept on Sharon. As the first speaker rose he thought of the look on her face. The anger she had towards Hickman. The frustration she showed with Taylor. Then it hit him. He knew what that feeling was. He hadn't had it this bad since the last time he drank. But it wasn't whiskey he was craving. He got up, dumped his coffee and practically ran to his car.

Meanwhile Sharon got home. She pulled off her heals and slowly made her way to her bedroom. She wanted a shower but a cup of tea sounded just a little bit better. She changed into leggings, a tank, a cardigan and put her hair up in a ponytail. She padded back to her kitchen and began to boil water while she looked over her tea collection. While deciding between Earl Gray or Chamomile she heard a distinct knock at her door. She glanced at her watch and thought there was no way Andy could be done with his meeting. She opened the door to find Andy standing there looking sheepish.

"Hey" he said softly.

"Hello Andy. Want to come in?" she said while stepping aside so he could come inside. As he did he took hold of her and led her to her couch.

"Wait I have water on." Sharon went to the kitchen and turned off the stove and got back to the couch as quickly as possible. She could tell there was something heavy weighing on his mind. She hoped she didn't hurt his feelings by leaving the murder room like she did. She sat back down on the couch and looked at Andy. He was looking down and reached for her hand.

"Andy? Why didn't you go to a meeting ?"

" I did . But I didn't stay. I couldn't."

" Why not?"

" Because I got a craving. The strongest one I have ever had."

" Andy if you're having cravings you should be at a meeting."

"I wasn't craving alcohol Sharon."

Andy looked up at her and slowly leaned in and placed his hand on her cheek. He brushed his thumb across her lips before taking them with his. He deepened the kiss and enveloped her in his arms. It was like he was consuming her. When he finally let her go he spoke quietly .

" In fact, I don't ever want to drink or take anything that could possibly dull my senses or impair my memory. I want to savor every moment with you. I want to feel you and taste you and breath you in. I don't want anything to get in the way of me being able to love you. I don't need meetings. I just need you."

With that Andy kissed Sharon with such intensity it took her breath away. She kissed him back. No one, not even Jack on his best day, ever professed their love for her like Andy did just now. She was so used to Jack needing to be drunk to be around her that having a man tell her he wants to always be sober just so he can savor his time with her was amazing.

It occurred to her that him not wanting to go to any meetings might actually hurt him in the long run.

"Andy. I don't want you to jeopardize your sobriety over me."

Andy giggled. "Trust me, my sobriety is not in jeopardy. But my heart may be."

"Oh Andy I'm sorry." She breathed in and looked into his eyes. " I love you too. I didn't mean to ruin your moment. I just ..." Andy cut her off with a kiss.

"You know you are better for me than any meeting."

"That may be so." she said with a smile, "but I can't replace them."

"Why not? You keep me in line. Your stories are so much better. And it's hard to drink anything when I'm busy kissing you."

Sharon giggled and patted Andy on the chest.

"You're incorrigible."

"No, I'm just in love."

Again their lips locked in a passionate kiss. When they broke apart to catch their breaths Sharon had tears in her eyes.

"Andy, you really know how to make a girl feel special."

"Yeah? Well if you want...I can make you feel even better." Andy started trailing kisses along her jawline and down her neck.

"Well then...maybe we should...move to my bedroom." Sharon was finding it hard to speak. Andy picked her up at once and went to her bedroom.

TBC

I want to do the love scene justice. So I'm gonna take my time in writing it. I hope you enjoyed this and I look forward to your reviews.