A Weekend Under the Stars
Author's Note: Sorry for the extremely late update. Just found the time to update everything.
Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters or anything Major Crimes related.
Andy had been awake for the past few minutes and was watching as the mass of curls on his chest would rise and fall with each of his breathes. Sharon was a beautiful mess, if there ever was one. Her hair was everywhere, her arm thrown over his waist and her leg over his, and her lips were still slightly swollen. Andy continued to watch her as she began to stir. He saw her eyes start to flicker as she began to stretch against him, reminding him of their state of undress.
Her emerald eyes fluttered open and met his, "Good morning," she smiled.
Andy brought a hand up to brush through her hair, "Good morning to you too, Sleeping Beauty. How did you sleep?"
Laughing a bit, Sharon brought her lips to his chest before answering, "Better than I have in a while. You?"
"Like a log. I think you tired me out last night," he teased.
"Oh, I think we both did a good job of tiring each other out," Sharon smirked as she sat up to look at her phone on the ground next to them. "It's 5:30, we can probably sleep for another hour before Rusty gets up, or we can get up and start making breakfast."
"Can we go with option 'C'?" he asked as his fingers traced her spine.
"What is option 'C'?" she hummed, feeling tingles run down her spine and a warmth pooling in her stomach.
"Option 'C'," he said as he sat up to join her, "is, we stay in the tent and enjoy an encore performance of last night."
Andy brought his mouth to her ear to nibble at her earlobe, while his arms encircled her waist.
"Hmmm," sighing in pleasure, Sharon leaned back into him, "I certainly love encores."
With that they both fell back onto their makeshift bed and began exploring each other in the early light of the morning. They made love as the sun broke rose above the mountains and broke through the trees. It was slower than last night, and they were more interested in prolonging the experience then finding release. By the time they were both moaning and gasping out each other's names, it was 6:25 and time for them to get dressed and make breakfast.
They both emerged from the tent 10 minutes later dressed in jeans and old t-shirts. Sharon was wearing one of Andy's old Dodger's hoodies, and Andy had on an LAPD sweatshirt. Andy went straight for the fire pit and got the fire started, while Sharon began preparing everything including cracking the eggs into a bowl. Every now and then, Andy would brush by her and they would share a few sweet kisses or he would end up behind her with his arms around her waist.
"I think I should probably go wake up Rusty," she whispered into his lips after sharing another kiss.
"Probably, the bacon is almost done, and the eggs are going to take no time at all," he said, not yet releasing his hold on her hips.
"Are you going to let me go," she giggled, "Or I going to have to take you with me?"
"I guess I can let you go for a little bit, but only if you promise to come back," Andy whispered while trailing butterfly kisses up her neck.
"Of course," she hummed, leaning back into his embrace.
Andy kissed her lips one last time before he let her go to wake up Rusty. As she was walking away, he lightly hit her ass and laughed as she jumped and turned to glare at him. He just couldn't help himself; she looked amazing in those worn jeans.
Sharon came to a stop outside Rusty's tent and softly called to him, "Rusty? Rusty are you up?"
When she didn't get an answer, she quietly unzipped the tent and looked at her sleeping son. He looked peaceful. He was facing the doorway, with the sleeping bag wrapped around him. He was splayed out with his arms and legs in all different directions. Deciding to give him another couple of minutes, Sharon leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. She didn't mean to wake him, but he began to stir and open his eyes.
"Mom?" he said, his voice heavy with sleep.
"I didn't mean to wake you, honey," She said as she moved some hair out of his face, "I'm sorry."
"It's fine," he said, "I was up about a half hour ago, but I decided to just lay here when I didn't hear you guys outside. I must have fallen back asleep."
Sharon blushed a bit at realizing that he had been up while her and Andy were making love in the tent.
"I was just coming to see if you were hungry," she smiled, "Breakfast is practically done."
"I'm starving," he bolted up and reached for his jacket and climbed out of the tent, slipping on his flip flops.
They both walked toward the picnic table and watched as Andy placed the eggs, bacon, and juice on the table. He had set out three places and was in the middle of pouring the orange juice for all of them.
"And he lives!" Andy called as he saw the two of them approaching the table.
They spent the next 40 minutes eating, laughing, and discussing their plans for the day. They had decided that they would go fishing first and wait for it to warm up a bit before they went swimming. Sharon was a bit surprised at the suggestion because she hadn't brought anything for fishing, and she knew her and Rusty didn't have fishing licenses. Andy just shook his head and smiled at her.
That is how they ended up in chairs on the shore with Andy teaching Rusty how to cast a line and when to reel it in. Sharon watched as Andy helped his cast off and as Rusty caught the tree behind him and almost caught Andy as well. Her laughter made both of turn around and she quickly tried to stifle it. After apologizing to Rusty for laughing and encouraging Andy to continue to his lesson, they were back to fishing. Once Rusty was set up, Andy came back to sit next to Sharon.
Grabbing hold of his hand, Sharon leaned into his side and whispered, "Thank you for doing all of this."
Shrugging his shoulders, Andy turned to her and grinned, "I was out shopping for a new sleeping bag and I saw the fishing polls. I figured he didn't know how to fish and you probably haven't gone fishing in a while, so I picked up two polls and three fishing licenses. I thought it would be fun and a nice surprise."
"It is perfect," she said, pulling his head down so she could kiss him lightly on the lips.
"Uhh, guys!" Rusty suddenly yelled, "I think I caught something!"
Andy jumped up to check his line, "You definitely have one. Now, yank the rod back towards you to make sure you hook it well enough to bring it in, and then start reelin'."
Sharon quickly grabbed her phone and began filming the two of them as Rusty reeled in his first ever fish. Andy was grinning like a fool and patting him on the back, while Rusty was laughing and bouncing up and down while still trying to get the fish ashore. Finally, Rusty reeled in the last few feet and a 9 inch trout followed. Andy grabbed the line and handed it to Rusty as he went to get some tools to get the hook out and secure the fish.
"I actually caught one, Sharon!" Rusty laughed.
Smiling, Sharon nodded, "I guessing this means that we are going to have to go fishing a lot more."
"We have to, Sharon!" he says as he watches Andy grab the fish and start to get the hook out, "Can I try on the next one, Andy?"
"Sure, kid," Andy nodded, slipping the hook out and putting the fish on a line that would keep it near them but in the water.
"Sharon, you have to try this," Rusty said as he placed the bait on the end of the hook with the help of Andy before he casted again.
Shaking her head lightly, Sharon picked up a near-by poll and went to stand next to her son. She waited for Andy to come around to her other side before she began trying to bait her hook. In truth, she hadn't gone fishing since Ricky and Emily were very young and Jack was still sober enough to be around for a while. They had only gone one time, and even then, it was more of a trial and error type of experience. By the time they finally figured out what they were doing, all the kids wanted to do was swim, so they had let them.
"Andy?" she called, "Would you mind helping me as well? It's been a while and I never really got the technique down."
Smiling gently at her, Andy grabbed her line and started helping put the bait on her hook. Once he was sure that it was secure, he stood behind her and helped her bring the rod over her right shoulder before they both casted. Watching as the line arched over the water before breaking the glass-like surface, Andy brought his hands to rest around her waist. Smiling at him over her shoulder, Sharon leaned back into his and just listened to everything around them.
"Hey, Flynn," Rusty called, still looking at his line in the water.
"Yeah," Andy replied, still holding Sharon in his arms.
"You know if you hurt her, I hurt you, right?" he said in a serious tone that had Sharon laughing and Andy smirking.
"I know, Rusty," Andy smiled.
They continued to fish for the next hour or so until they each caught at least one fish. Rusty was beyond excited about catching his fish, but he decided it was time to go swimming.
"I'm going to go get changed into my swimsuit," he called over his shoulder as he headed for his tent.
"Do you want to go swimming?" Andy asked the woman sitting between his legs on the ground.
"Lieutenant, are you trying to get me to go swimming just so you can see me in a swimsuit?" Sharon teased.
"Of course not, Captain," Andy grinned devilishly, "I am trying to get you to go swimming so I can see you in a bikini."
Sharon hit him on the shoulder before getting up and heading back to their tents. By that time, Rusty was ready to get into the water, and he passed Sharon as she was going to her tent.
"Rusty, did you put sunscreen on?" she asked as she grabbed the bottles of sunscreen off of the picnic table.
"No, but I'll be fine," he said trying to get away.
"I don't think so, Rusty. Come back here and put some on. Andy you can get changed first while I get Rusty covered," she said while handing Rusty the face sunscreen.
Andy went straight for the tent and quickly changed into his swimming trunks. He grabbed his own flip flops and emerged from the tent to see Sharon finish putting sunblock on Rusty's back before pushing him towards the water. He took off without any further prompting, and Andy walked towards Sharon to start putting his own sunblock on.
"Tent is all yours," he said happily, finding it hard to wait for Sharon to change.
"Okay," she said before walking towards the tent, "I will meet you two down there," she paused to unzip the tent, "Oh, and Andy? I will probably need help putting on some sunscreen, so can you please take it down there with you?"
Andy could only nod and hum in the affirmative while trying to get a hold of himself. By the time he was in control of his voice and breathing again, she was gone, and his trunks had become uncomfortably tight. Luckily they were able to hide his excitement better than normal pants. He would just have to wait patiently and a bit uncomfortably until Sharon emerged from their tent.
TBC…