Chapter One

Rating: T, this may change later on

Pairing: Shandy

Disclaimer: I don't own the Major Crimes/Closer characters. All in good fun

Author's note: An idea that popped into my head a while back. It is probably a little far fetched but it's all in good fun. Shoutout to coffeeinanebula and Glittermermaid18 over on tumblr for answering some questions I had on American healthcare or the lack thereof. Anyway, let's get started, more note/commentary at the end. Thanks for joining me on this journey, for lack of a better word, and I hope you enjoy it

Thanks for joining me on this journey, for lack of a better word, and i hope you enjoy it

That-Geek

Sharon and her youngest daughter Rosa Raydor were placing their bags into their car. It was Christmas and due to Sharon's father's health, they had to change their usual plans. Once all packed Rose, as she was known, jumped into the front seat. The smile on her face seemed selected a Christmas playlist and they set off LAX.

"Can't I get any clues?" Sharon smiled at her daughter.

"Definitely not, I am sworn by a Raydor sibling pact." Rose placed a hand on her heart and dramatically announced her off for loyalty to a pact causing Sharon to laugh even more. Her children were so close despite their age difference being so great. As they calmed down Sharon's phone rang.

Rose watched sadly as her mom sighed and rolled her eyes but obediently agreed with the person on the other line, knowing exactly what was happening. She continued to watch as her mother turned her indicator on and turned back into their neighbourhood. Typical, work was destined to ruin Christmas.

-SHANDY-

Rosa Raydor smiled as the older woman placed down a tray with a teapot and biscuits for the umpteenth time that day. A knock at the door startled the peace and Rose, as she was known to most, insisted she answered it.

"Hey, sweetie." Sharon grinned, hugging her daughter. They were supposed to already be in Park City with the rest of their family but alas Sharon's job had gotten in the way. They had been forced to forgo their usual plans where Rose would go back with her grandparents after Thanksgiving however, Sharon's father Michael had been too sick to travel so she was going with her mom the day before hand.

Sharon had been called into work and thus Rose had been left with Mrs. Carter, a lonely neighbour who got very few visitors despite having raised several children. Rose enjoyed speaking to her, hearing the funny -and sometimes scrambled- memories of her life, from her time working during the war. Yet, it always came down to her stamp collection.

Sharon thanked Mrs. Carter and the two then got into the cab and headed to the airport. They laughed and joked about Christmas past and Sharon listened to Rose attempting to wheedle her way into finding out what Ricky and Emily were getting.

"C'mon Mom, it'll be our own little pact."

"This is just another elaborate plan to get me to tell you and then you will tell them and the element of surprise is gone" Sharon articulated. Rose huffed and sat back in her seat.

"You and your sense of occasion" She mumbled, as Sharon's phone went off. As Rose watched, she realized that she wasn't probably going back to Mrs. C's which was the worst idea of Christmas. Sharon was in process of telling the taxi driver to go to where they had just come from but Rose had to intervene.

"Mom, Mrs. C is great but if I have to hear about her stamp collection again…I might cry" the young girl interrupted, her mother glanced at her and told the driver to head straight to 1st street, LAPD headquarters.

Sharon took a suitcase and her handbag while Rose took another and her own bag- a large sports bag she insisted needed to be with her at all times- the pair got into the lift. Sharon's light-hearted smile gone and replaced with a serious expression: "The Captain's Mask" as Emily and Ricky had always called it. In silence, they rode up to floor nine.

"Right you go into the breakroom" Sharon began to give her youngest the suitcase but then stopped, "I think I'll keep this one" a small smirk on her face.

"Don't you trust me" She smirked back to which her mother only scoffed then pointed to a room with a glass wall. Inside was a kitchenette and several tables and chairs. Shrugging she took one near the kitchenette, her bag went on a nearby chair, she looked around then propped her feet up. She had several books and downloaded boxing and swimming competitions in her bag and so she pulled out a book and began to read, a few pages in she squinted and was huffed as she took out her reading glasses.

A young boy entered the break room a shorter old man behind him, she sank down as if trying to sink into her book. Neither noticed her. Out the corner of her eye, she watched him, fidget and play with the Christmas napkins on the table. He looked up and tried to look her in the eye but she avoided it.

"What are you reading?" He asked moving slightly closer.

"A book, last time I checked" Rose replied with her usual disposition towards strangers. He gave her an awkward smile.

"What's the book called?" he sneered, she paused, thinking about her response

"It's called leave me alone" the young girl barely looked up from her book.

"Fine then, I'm Skander by the way. I'll be here for a while" he sauntered back to a table by the glass.

Rose eventually got tired of reading so carefully she placed the book back in her bag. 'Skander' had his head on the table walking towards the door she heard a few voices. One she knew was her mom, another was very southern and the third a gruffer male voice.

"Alright Captain, I will get you a police escort if you ask my questions." The southern voice granted.

"Thank you" Rose smiled and backed away from the door. Sharon smiled at her daughter as she took Skander out. Two older people entered with another man.

She watched as the elderly lady busied herself with food.

"Are you one of the Marku relatives?" she asked, another thick southern accent.

"No, I'm not" Rose turned her back and retrieved a tablet which she began to tap gently.

"I'm Willie Rae. Do you like Christmas?" Willie Rae asked, determined to start a conversation.

"It's better with family and the rest of mine are in Park City, making sure grandpa gets better." She explained sadly slipping her glasses off.

"Well, you can spend Christmas with us." Andy Flynn entered the room alongside him was Skander.

"Alright buddy, you just sit there. Willie Rae, I think Clay needs your help." He looked at Rose and suddenly he was somewhere else.

-SHANDY-

January 1999

Andy Flynn looked in the rear-view mirror, the little girl was fast asleep. Her hair was messy and her clothes disheveled. She almost looks peaceful.

"I must thank you for looking out for my Emily, Flynn. It was almost admirable." Sharon smiled at him he smirked she was so hard to please but that made the game exciting.

"Well it's my job and she looked out for me too." He grinned as they headed towards the Raydor home.

"I know that. In all honesty, though I do appreciate the hard work." Sharon thanked him "it's more than Jack ever did for his daughter" she added looking out the window.

"Well he's gone and I'll be here" he looked at her briefly, she was so beautiful and elegant. The 'Child-catcher' case, as it had been called, had allowed him to get closer to her as he and her eldest child helped to capture the murder, who was beyond sick and twisted. Andy in the first few weeks began to appreciate her and respect her and then slowly that respected turned into longing and finally only a few days ago did Andy realize: he was in love and that was okay, for now.

They arrived at their house and he carried Emily in smiling at Mrs. O'Dwyer.

"That's it, mom. He's dead and it's over" Sharon informed her mom quite deflated. "Erm…mom are you okay here? It's just I want to discuss a few things with Lieutenant Flynn" She asked her mom as she slipped on a pair of flat pumps.

"Of course honey." Eileen hugged her baby girl stroking her hair. Andy came downstairs and headed for the door. "Lieutenant, I want to thank you as well. You have saved my granddaughter and many more young girls and boys" Eileen hugged him too. Sharon then headed back to his car, much to his confusion.

"Sharon?" he questioned her in the car.

"Take me somewhere to forget" her hand was on his thigh. "please" she pleaded.

-SHANDY-

December 2010

The night had continued quite romantically until they reached his house where they had devoured each other. Both desperate to feel something. They had talked briefly and he promised to keep in touch for Emily's sake…but that hadn't happened. Last he'd heard she had a brief reunion with her ex-husband and thus Rose but now he hadn't expected this.

He watched her. She had black hair and the greenest eyes hidden behind heavy frames, she looked somewhat lanky but beautiful all the same. Jack couldn't be her father, could he?

He didn't trust the Marcu boy so he slowly backed out. The boy had just told Captain Raydor a pack of completely unbelievable lies she was forced to file. He heard her heels.

"I'll just be in here. Is there a reason your standing here?" she asked her eyebrow raised.

"There's someone else in there who strangely enough has very green eyes. I'm just making sure no harm comes to her or him." He replied emphasizing the word green. She gave a tight smile

Inside the room, things were slightly different.

"I never caught your name."

"Same as my book" came the dry reply.

"Of course. Well like I said I'm Skander, Skander Marcu" He smiled and sat near her table.

"Is your aunt a lawyer?" Rose asked suddenly.

"Then you should definitely leave me alone before someone gets hurt" Rose growled.

"Most girls I know don't fight," Skander commented.

"I'm not most girls" Rose stood up, she was a few inches taller "I'm fairly confident I could beat you to a pulp." She spat as she stood a little taller.

"Really," he smirked then pushed her a little. She lost her balance falling into a chair, her weight causing the chair to fall to the ground. Rose took off her glasses and then launched herself at him. Hands flew all over the place as the two children fought.

The two adults heard the shouting ad screeching bursting into the room to find Skander struggling his shoulder pinned by Rose's knee. His legs were attempting to kick her but she was well placed to let him struggle.

"Rosa Quinn Raydor get off him, now!" Sharon demanded her arms crossed firmly crossed over her chest. Rose looked up sheepishly getting off the boy.

"Isn't there some kind of law about this" Skander was brushing himself down. Andy had picked up the Fist aid kit and started to clean the blood from his face. Sharon was discussing something with Rose when suddenly the little girl stiffened her body falling backward, Captain Raydor catching her before she hit the floor.

"Captain…" Flynn began but was shushed promptly.

"Be quiet. I have to…" the young girl began to convulse her head and limbs shaking vigorously. There was silence for the next minute-Flynn was sure he saw a tear in the Captain's eye- until the black-haired girl stopped and was placed into the recovery position. Sharon took out her phone and tapped a few things in.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have attacked Skander. I was mad because…I just want to see grandpa and make sure he's okay" the little girl apologized looking around but staying on the ground. She was obviously tired.

"I know Rose but that's not enough. Come here." She helped her up onto a chair and without thinking, Andy Flynn stepped forward and got the girl a glass of water but the captain shook her head.

"Here. You okay?" Sharon looked up at him giving him a strange look, "Er Captain, I know you're busy but I can take her for a walk get some air around her system." He suggested, Rose smiled but her mother shook her head

"I think…"

"listen walks always helped me, when I was angry. I'll return her in one piece. I promise" Andy interrupted before the Captain made an excuse.

"I'd like to go." Rose smiled again. She'd heard about Andy Flynn from her sister. He was a nice man, with strong morals and a kind heart even if he was somewhat impatient and quick to anger. The way Emily talked it sounded as though he had been a real mentor who had then suddenly disappeared. If I can get him alone then I can ask my questions she thought and continued to convince her mom is was a good idea. "I'll wait till I feel a little more alert and then we can go and get some food" she suggested, watching her mom consider the idea.

"Alright, but Lieutenant. She has a bracelet which has an alert button if she has a seizure press it. Also, time her seizures and note any factors that could have triggered it and don't allow her to drink coffee or to…" Sharon rambled on prompting Rose to laugh.

"C'mon Andy lets go before she starts rambling on not letting me be exposed to strong light or flashing lights for that matter." Rose went to the door. She looked at Skander and held her hand out "Truce. I'm sorry for well trying to break your nose and dislocate your shoulder."

"Yeah, sorry for starting it." He nervously smiled as he shook her hand. She and Andy then left leaving Sharon to sort Skander out.

-SHANDY-

"You seemed awfully eager to leave that room" Andy commented leading her to the elevator.

"Mom is amazing but she is protective. I almost died at birth, I think she blames herself for my epilepsy too sometimes." She looked down at her feet shuffling them slightly.

"I don't know much about epilepsy but I know it's probably not your mom's fault" he reassured her

"It's not me you need to convince of that. Now," she stood slightly straighter and looking into his eyes "I have some questions that concern my sister." Andy looked skeptically at her.

"What kind of questions?"

"Well for starters she wants to know why you just…filtered out of her life without as much of a word." She stared, his face contorting.

"I'm not sure you'd understand. I'm not sure I understand" He mumbled.

"Alright then, what was my dad like? I know you used to drink with him" Andy looked at this child next to him.

"Geez kid, don't you have any easy questions," he paused to think "Your father Jack was a charming guy who was…a little…I don't know kid. I'm probably not the right person to ask" Andy stumbled over his words as he tried to say something about Jack Raydor who, in all honesty, was an ass. One of the worst kinds of drunks.

"People are usually their most honest when drunk so I thought you might know something useful" Rose explained. Andy merely hummed and the pair walked in silence to the nearby coffee house, if Rose's questions continued to be this difficult he might regret inviting her on a walk.

-SHANDY-

Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed this opening chapter. I'm not sure how long this piece will be but we'll get to 10 chapters and see where we are from there. I'm trying to be as accurate as I can so if there are any American culture/habits I'm getting wrong tell me so I can change them (not going to lie most of the spelling will probably be the British way because that's how my laptop is set). Anyway please don't forget to review on your way back because it is always nice to know people are reading and interested.

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That-Geek