Honestly this was a one shot, but oh I couldn't help myself so I wrote a second chapter. And thank you for all the support.
Sharon opens the door to her condo her breakfast with Andy had been delicious and she realized every time they were together that when she came home her life was lonely she missed his company. She leans her weight onto the door her head back biting on her bottom lip trying to keep every moment shared with Andy present in her mind. A grin too big to hide she knew she shouldn't be smiling this way but she couldn't hide it.
"Wait you only eat one pancake?" Andy smiles as she pushes her plate aside after she had eaten her bacon, fruit and her one pancake leaving two.
"Yes, then I feel bloated and do you know the calories in those things?" Why she was confessing this she didn't know but his smile only grew and took her plate cutting into the pancakes. She watches as she drinks some orange juice.
"Open." He holds up his fork to her mouth and she laughs.
"No way." She pushes the fork away, holding onto his wrist longer than necessary.
"Come on, I will help you." He takes the first forkful collecting another for her, he takes it to her mouth with a grin and she takes it. "Thank you." They continue this; him eating a forkful and feeding her another until all the pancakes are gone. "You see not so hard." He smiles as she groans the sound of being over fed, the noise sending a thrill through his body.
"Andy, I think I need to take you to eat with me more often." She smiles as she drinks her juice he gives a curious look.
"Now why is that?" He grins teasingly.
"I used to enjoy food and now, I try to eat healthy and forgot the joy of it. Today you brought it back with a shared plate of pancakes."
"It's my Italian heritage. If we don't enjoy food. Why eat?" He rises his eyebrows at her.
"So you can cook too?" She leans onto her hand her elbow on the table examining him.
"I learned from Grandma." He says through a soft glance.
"Will you cook for me one day?" She asks with a smile still leaning into him on her arm. He swallows in his throat, she was flirting. She straightens up sitting straight seeing the way he was slightly nervous. "Sorry of course you don't want to make the Captain food." She raises her eyebrows embarrassed at herself, reaching into her purse to find money. He looks at her upset at himself, he was shocked to the open invitation, he was reacting slowly and he didn't understand why. He liked her, it seemed like she did too, she was flirting. He watches as she pulls out her wallet.
"Hey," his voice soft he stops her hand and she looks up at him. "Of course I would. I'll just have to come up with something you'll enjoy." She smiles softly pulling out her wallet.
"I'm sure I'll enjoy whatever you make me." She says looking down at her wallet.
"You have to go?" He asks a little disappointed.
"Rusty will be up soon and.." She swipes her hair behind her ear and twirls her hand in the air beside her ear as if trying to express the rest of her words.
"What is it?" Andy knew there was more to this. His conversation with Provenza the way she was prolonging her morning when he knew she was probably very tired from there long day and night at work.
"Jack is at home." She looks at him and forces a smile. "I don't want Rusty having to deal with him without me there." She zips open her wallet.
"How is Jack?" Andy says taking a drink of water trying to play it cool, his jealousy rushing through him like ice. He definitely liked her.
"He's Jack." She shrugs pulling out her card.
"Is everything okay?" She looks at him almost telling him she didn't want to talk about it. "I'm not here to judge." He smiles.
She hesitates. "He's back to drinking and fighting this divorce too." She says quickly. "It's nothing out of the ordinary." She acts as if it doesn't bother her but he can see it has a big effect on her.
"You've filed for divorce before?" He says shocked but keeping his voice calm. He hadn't known about this one or a previous one but he could see how it weighed her down. How she doubted she'd make it through this one. And why Provenza had warned him to stay away.
"Once yes, he threatened to take away our children's funds, but now it's in their names he'll only have me to come after?" Sharon looks at him calmly, her expression and eyes soft.
"Sharon?" He runs a hand on the back of his neck. "Can I ask you something personal?" She smiles nodding.
"Why is Jack in my home when I'm trying to divorce him?" She lets out before he can.
"I'm not judging you Sharon, just doesn't seem fair."
"It isn't." She agrees, "but the condo is something that he says we will split."
"You're fighting this right?" His voice sounds more defensive then he intended. "Look I went through this and you've met Karen she still lives by what I give her." Sharon can't help but smile it was as if someone was finally on her side. And that someone happened to be Andy. "I may have been at fault for our divorce so I may deserve having to give up everything I make." He gives her a placid smile. "From what I remember he hurt you."
"He's filed infidelity during our marriage." Andy nods, this was obvious. "On my part," she finishes making him frown.
"Really?" She nods. "Come on." He says frustrated, but stops.
"You can say it, I know all the ladies by name." She knew that Andy had come across her husband in the past; basically bars when both of them were out drinking. "It's late." She looks at her watch.
"Sharon is there anything I can do?" He asks her almost unconsciously as she calls over the waitress.
"Actually there is." He is surprised at her openness. She lets out soft sigh and fully turns to him. "Ignore Lieutenant Provenza when he ask you to stay away." He looks at her shocked, she blushes slightly making him find her incredibly beautiful. "Don't worry I haven't heard anything," she clears her throat, "just when I talk to Lieutenant Provenza it seems you draw away." He smiles remembering the talk they had just minutes ago. He reaches for her hand but the waiter comes giving them the tab before he has a chance to take it. "Andy, I'm going to wait for your invite for dinner." She smiles putting her card into the sleeve to pay.
"Let me take it." Andy smiles taking it out of her hands, handing her the card and putting in his own. Thanking the waitress.
"Thank you." She says softly.
Sharon opens her eyes still smiling, her head still resting against the door. She stands forward and takes off her heals, thinking of the way Andy walked her to the car opening her car door and waiting for her to drive away. She smiles, removing her jacket completely involved in the man who had once despised her and now was the one who she felt most comfortable with. She slips into her UGGS.
"You dreaming about still being in his bed I assume?" Jack's sarcastic voice snapping Sharon out of her haze.
"Oh Jack." She snickers upset. "You know I had a long day at work." She walks past him as he watches her smile disappear and a frown appear making him angry and jealous. "I don't need you to make it longer." She stops in front of her living room and scoffs. "Please make up your bed." She waves at the couch picking up the things laying on the floor. He comes around pulling things out of her hand.
"I should just take the bedroom since you stay out in your lover's bed." He raises his voice.
"You know Jack sign the paper and you can have the condo." He looks up to her challenging her. She reaches the dining room table where their divorce papers had sat for three weeks now. "I'll give it to you." She confirms.
"You're serious?" He asks tossing his mess in hand on the sofa.
"If it'll get you to go for once." She nods clicking the pen for him and opening up the file. He walks over to her she extends the pen to him he takes it setting it on the table and grabbing her hand by her wrist pulling her with force. "God Jack you smell awful." She says turning her head and pushing him off of her. He steps closer again, she can smell the alcohol lingering on his breath as he looks at her close by she doesn't back down not wanting to show fear.
"I'm sorry." They both turn at Rusty's voice, Sharon pushes Jack back.
"No, Rusty," she calls him back. "Please pack a bag you're staying at Lieutenant Provenza's this weekend." She says quickly they had discussed this previously and Rusty was aware of her wanting to keep him far away from Jack. Rusty had noticed his behavior had changed now that he was drinking from their last visit. He follows Sharon to the kitchen as she opens the cupboards and starts pulling out the wine bottles.
"You need help?" He asks as she starts taking out the wine from there display. "Here." Rusty moves closer to her putting them in bags as Sharon takes them out.
"You have to be kidding me. You're taking all the wine." Jack enters the kitchen and whines. "I don't even like wine." He frowns leaning onto the counter pouting like a child.
"I suppose Rusty drank this whole," she shakes an empty bottle pulling out another, then hisses in disgust, "two bottles on his own last night." She stands up straight holding up both bottles. Jack stands up straight scratching his neck. "Ask Lieutenant Provenza to take it as a gift." Sharon waves at the bags sitting on the kitchen floor and looks at Rusty.
"That's hundreds of dollars in bottles." Jack complains moving closer licking his bottom lip. His mouth drying out wanting to take a bottle. Both Sharon and Rusty can see the hunger in his eyes.
"That you did not pay for!" Sharon's voice a shrill snapping him back to reality. "That you will not sit around in my home drinking them down while you sit on my couch scratching yourself." Rusty's eyes widen when he hears Sharon talk this way. "You have two options Jack you take all these bottles and get out of here signing those papers?" Jack looks from the multitude of bottles on the floor to Sharon as she points with one hand and rest her hand on her hip. "Or you get in the shower clean that room up and go find yourself a meeting." Her hands on his waist glowering at him, Rusty stands back mute. Jack looks down at the wine bottles and lets out a noise of confusion. Sharon swallows deeply as he turns and walks away to the bathroom.
"He almost took the wine." Rusty whispers.
"Oh god," Sharon shakes her head looking down. "He did."
"You wouldn't have let him would you?" Rusty asks as she moves the bottles to the door with his help.
"No." She grunts. "God, Jack!" She brings over the last bag and lets out a deep sigh her hands at her waist looking at Rusty with a faint smile.
"I can handle it Sharon, I don't need to go." He says softly.
"I think Lieutenant Provenza has an extra game ticket," she walks past him with a soft yawn running a hand over his shoulder, "and I need to get Jack out of here, it's been three weeks." She groans in a dramatic tone making Rusty smile weakly. He knew Jack's knew arrival was hard on her but it frustrated him more not knowing how to help. If accepting to go with Provenza was the key he would take it. He moves to his bedroom to pack as Sharon cleans up Jack's mess knowing he would not be doing it himself. The doorbell rings shortly after, Sharon's eyes heavy feeling exhausted. "Lieutenant Provenza." She greets him holding on to the vacuum. He notices she hasn't rested, showered or changed. "Come in, Rusty should be out shortly." She yawns her last words. "Oh Sorry," she covers her mouth, feeling tired.
Provenza examines as he stays put. "You haven't rested Captain?" She smiles shaking her head.
"Hey, hey." Jack comes out smiling, looking freshly showered. "Lieutenant Provenza." He extends his hand, Provenza takes it frowning in disapproval. "It's good to see you." He says happily looking at Sharon then back at him. "Sharon was out all night." Sharon raises her hand to her forehead embarrassed. "I think she forgot her manners." He jokes, Sharon only scowls.
"Would you like something Lieutenant?" Sharon asks trying to ignore Jack.
"I have a few things in mind of how I can help here Captain." Jack frowns as Provenza's eyes pierce on him, Sharon smiles. "No thank you, I'm just here for the kid."
"Lieutenant." They all turn at Rusty's voice a small backpack on his shoulder his usual weekend bag. "Sorry for making you wait." Sharon walks over to her purse and gives him money, Jack keeps his eyes on her. Provenza's on Jack. "Oh, Sharon said that these wine bottles were a gift too you." He motions the bottles.
"Except this one." Jack takes one all eyes on him as he walks away with a grin. Sharon snatches it from his hands, Provenza watches as he almost growls at Sharon. He sure he holds back because he's present.
"Please." She whispers to Provenza handing him the bottle, he nods collecting the bags with Rusty's help. She takes one to the elevator for them.
"Captain, can I offer a little advice." She looks at him expectantly. "Hide your money." Sharon closes her eyes and nods opening them again. "He was just eyeing and it's none of my business."
"No," Sharon puts up a hand, then lets it fall. "Thank you, I usually do and I'm so tired I forgot." She turns to Rusty. "Have a good time. I'll see you Monday morning." They give each other a short hug as they get into the elevator. Sharon walks back to her condo, Jack in her purse. She rolls her eyes. "If I'm missing a dollar, just one dollar I promise you'll be sleeping outside tonight." Jack looks at her.
"How much money did you give the kid?"
"That is none of your business." She says pulling her purse out of his hands, but he tugs on it at equal force making her stumble forward. She gives him a killing glance. "God Jack!" She takes her purse and tosses it on the coffee table. "You have never been violent but if you're going to resort to that." She takes a breath to calm herself, "I promise you." She lifts a finger pointing at him, then pocking at his chest. "I will make sure you regret marrying me." He grabs her hand but she yanks it away, walking to the coffee table and looking through her purse. "I missing twenty." She holds out her hand not looking at him. He puts into her palm, she returns it to her purse.
"I need bus fair," she pulls out the transportation card before he finishes. "To get to an AA meeting." He finishes examining the card. "I took a shower, I'm not drunk I can drive."
"Then find yourself a car." She says walking past him and towards her bedroom. When she hears him follow she stops. "Jack!" She lets out frustrated. "Go!" She pushes his chest. "Out!" She shouts pointing at the door. "I don't care where you go, just leave." He looks at her a fear reaches her, he was much stronger. But she erases the thought knowing Jack was not that type of person. He huffs turning and leaving the condo with a slam of the door, she rushes to it bolting it locked not wanting him back inside.
Thank you, this started as like a palate cleanser for my other fic when I was going through writer's block and then it just lingered. So I had to continue.