Hello readers. I am glad to announce that this is the first, that I know of, Flynnetty FanFic on this site. I call them Flynnetty but others might have another name for Angie and Betty. This is my first fic that I am going to continuously write. I have a Rizzles one-shot and I attempted Swan Queen but to no avail. I hope you enjoy my Flynnetty. :) Please excuse any spelling errors, I had to check myself and I always seem to miss at least one thing.

It had been a bad day. Detective Angie Flynn had fired the
shot that killed a woman after firing shots at her partner,
Detective Vega. The woman had helped a young man kill
himself, after him killing an innocent teenager. Of course
Angie shot in self defense, so she didn't get into any
trouble over it, but she still felt bad having to kill
another living soul. On top of this, she had to watch her son
leave the house on a trip to Paris, going to see the father
he's never met on the way there. It's the farthest her son
has ever been from home and Angie just doesn't know what to
think. With all this stress built up inside her from the long
day, she was relieved to get home after work. When she walked
in the door, she placed her gun and badge on the counter,
grabbed a cold beer, and flopped down onto the living room
couch with the remote control in her hand. She never really
drank that often, but she felt like she needed it tonight.
She turned on her television and started absentmindedly
flipping through the channels, replaying the sight of the
woman falling lifeless to the ground over in her thoughts.

When Doctor Betty Rogers arrived home that evening, she
couldn't help thinking about her friend Angie. She was aware
of what her closest friend had been through that day, and
knew there had to be some way to make her feel a little
better. Betty assumed her friend didn't feel like cooking
herself dinner, and had an idea. She would go pick up one of
Angie's favorite pizzas and take it over to her house and
talk with her. She also decided to pick up a bottle of red
wine as an extra treat.

It was 7:30 pm when Angie heard a knock on her door. She
thought to herself who it could be as she got off the couch,
annoyed at the interruption of her favorite movie, Top Gun,
and went to answer the door. Her mood instantly changed when
she saw it was her best friend at the door carrying a large,
steaming pizza box and a bottle of her favorite wine.

"Hey Betts, come on in."

Betty was relieved to see her friend hadn't decided to go to
bed early as she stepped through the door.
"I brought you your favorite pizza, I figured you needed a
little pick-me-up after today."

Betty was so nice, she always thought of other people before
herself.
"Thanks Betts, I really appreciate it." Angie said with a
smile, giving her friend a one-armed hug.

Betty set two plates of pizza and two glasses of wine on the
coffee table and sat down next to Angie on the couch. She
noticed the movie on the T.V. and smiled.

"I love this movie."

"Really? Me too, Tom Cruise is so hot."

"Yeah, he is..." Betty trailed off, not much enthusiasm in
her voice. It's true, Tom Cruise is very good looking, but
Betty's heart was held by the beautiful blonde woman sitting
next to her. From the moment she met Angie, she felt
something inside her towards the other woman but she didn't
know what it was. They became friends almost instantly,
finding out they had a lot of common interests. It was one
day when Angie was down in Betty's lab going over their
latest case, Angie was talking and Betty was intently
listening, when all of a sudden the thought popped into
Betty's mind of what it would be like to kiss Angie. Betty
immediately pushed the thought from her mind and mentally
scolded herself for thinking something so unprofessional
about her co-worker. Her female co-worker. Since that day
thoughts like that had crept their way back into Betty's
mind. Eventually Betty stopped trying to ignore the thoughts
and accepted the fact that she indeed had a crush on her
friend. As a young adult, Betty had wondered what being with
a woman would be like, but she never thought of acting upon
her thoughts. She accepted herself as straight a long time
ago, but now she has feelings for Angie and doesn't know what
to think. Now here she is, sitting on a couch in a dark room,
eating pizza and sipping wine, only inches away from the
beautiful woman of her secret fantasies.

There you go readers. Please R&R, I really would like to
know if I should make changes, and ideas for future chapters
are always welcome. :) This Fic IS rated M for later chapters
that I hopefully get to.