It had been a demanding couple of weeks for Sharon, she knew the transition from internal affairs to major crimes would be difficult but the push back and hate she was receiving was tiring. It had been made worse by Rusty, she had wanted only to help him by offering him a place to stay and find his mother but he was proving to be very challenging, only adding to her pressure. Hatred, bitterness and disrespect was a constant throughout her career in internal affairs so much so that it was a regular part of her day such as her morning cup of coffee and being stuck in traffic. The bad reaction to her from the major crimes team didn't affect her personally, she was used to it and was able to ignore, it was however making her job much more difficult. Thankfully it was the end of the week and it was looking likely that they would get their Saturday free. It had felt so long since she d had a minute to herself and she was looking forward to tomorrow.

It was a glorious Saturday morning in LA, the sun boldly filled the sky and there was not a single cloud to distract from its presence. It was a perfect morning for a run and Sharon was glad she had gone. It was only a little after seven but the sun was already filling the streets with an intense heat which left her thankful she had chosen shorts and not her regular running leggings. As her trainer clad feet pounded the streets the fog of stress and anxiety began to slowly shift like a spring cleaning of her mind. Sharon quickened her pace wanting to get back before Rusty woke so she could make him breakfast, perhaps even get a smile from him. Lost in thought Sharon didn't notice the small pot hole in front of her as she turned the corner. The fall occurred so fast she almost thought it hadn't happened, she got up quickly and leaned against the closest wall. Her breathe was heavy, she looked around and thankfully no one could have seen her, she rested her head against the cool cement wall and felt the warm sun on her face. She was must have been some sight hitting the ground that ungracefully she thought and smiled. There was a burning sensation building on her knees and she looked down, they were red, angry and littered with grit from the ground. Fifty- four and still skinning her knees, what an idiot she thought and shook her head.

Just then her cell phone let out a shrill giving her a fright. 'Captain Raydor' , she answered still slightly out of breath. 'Hey, captain it's Flynn sorry to interrupt your Saturday morning but we have a case' . 'Thank you, lieutenant, please text me the details and I will be there as soon as I can', with that she hung up and began thinking the best way to get home so she could get changed. Her cell phone rang out again, it was a text from Flynn with the details of the crime scene, as she read the address her stomach dropped

Flynn hung up his cell phone, he was sure the Captain was breathless but he couldn't be sure as the call had been so brief. He wondered what she was up to that got her so out of breath on Saturday morning, there was only one idea that popped in to his head and he smirked, never knew she had it in her.

'What's with your face? huffed Provenza. 'Nothing!', snapped Andy. Provenza glared at him under his white sunhat, 'well is the captain gracing us with her presence or not? . 'I called her didn't I, course she will be here you idiot, you re moody as hell you know that', Flynn shook his head and walked around the crime scene, since Raydor had taken over major crimes it had been a pretty shitty atmosphere but what he didn't want to admit to Provenza was that he thought she was doing a good job.

'Captain, eh glad you could er make it so quickly', hearing Provenza Andy turned and seen why he had sounded so strange. Raydor walked in to the crime scene and Andy could not stop staring at her, she was wearing a very small pair of blue running shorts and a tight black vest top. A slight film of sweat made her look shiny under the sunlight. Her hair which usually sat perfectly was pulled high in a ponytail, a style he'd never seen her wear before, and she didn't have her glasses on. The crime scene went almost silent as everyone took in the captain's appearance, no one had ever seen her like this. Andy's eyes were soon drawn to her legs, they were long, lean and toned. He had of course noticed them before when she wore those tight skirts but seeing them like this was something he appreciated very much. On closer inspection though he noticed that both her knees were scrapped and bleeding.

'Please ignore my attire everyone I was on a run and just happened to be around the corner when I got the call, now what do we have here'. The authority in her voice jolted everyone back to normal and her outfit was quickly forgotten, apart from by Andy he just couldn t stop looking at her. He also wanted to know what happened to her knees.

A body of a female in her twenties had been found near a dumpster. On first look it seemed like a drug over dose however bruising around the face and neck suggested homicide although nothing could be determined until the autopsy. Tao had brought the captain up to speed and she was now slowly surveying the crime scene. 'Well as we wait for the autopsy results I would like everything here documented and photographed and any other evidence collected. We will meet back at the office to see if we can perhaps figure out who our victim is', Sharon finished and the team began carrying out her orders. Andy walked over to her, 'captain if you ran here do you need a ride?' he asked. Sharon smiled in reply, 'you know that would be great lieutenant'.

Andy was very aware of her closeness as they drove it had been agreed that they would stop by her apartment and let her change. Why was he suddenly so aware of her, it was only a pair of shorts he had seen a ton of women in a lot less? None of them had this effect on him though, he cleared his throat. 'So, if you don t mind me asking captain, what happened to your knees?' . Sharon looked at her knees and then to him with an expression which looked very much to him like embarrassment. 'Ah yes well it seems I wasn't paying too much attention when I turned a corner and tripped'. Andy turned to look at them now he was closer, 'they look sore captain sure you don't want to get them seen to?' his voice was filled with genuine concern. 'Oh no lieutenant I will be fine' , she gave a small smile. Truth was they were agony but she wouldn't have time to look at them properly until later, all she wanted to do was get changed she felt far too vulnerable like this and she was sure that Flynn had been staring at her.