A/N: Thanks to everyone that read and commented on the first chapter, I get really excited whenever my phone goes off with an email from one of you :) I was thinking and I had the idea to alternate this story between both Sharon and Andy's perspectives. Each chapter will be specifically by one character, and their name will be listed below. I've never really tried to write as Raydor before, so if it's super OOC, feel free to correct me. Enjoy!


Sharon's perspective


He's really driving us to the precinct. I can't believe this. I really don't want to go to work today, but I don't want to stay cooped up at home either. As soon as Taylor sees us he's going to have a stroke! God forbid the Captain stops by on her day off! I shake my head at the though of a flustered Chief Taylor, throwing up his hands with a sigh.

"What's so funny?" Andy asks, looking over for a second as we drive down the road.

"Nothing." I reply, but this only makes me start to laugh, thinking of all the different ways Taylor could react to my appearance.

"That, that doesn't look like nothing." He shrugs, reaching over and gently taking my hand in his, "It's alright though, don't need to tell your boyfriend these things. I see." He jokes sarcastically, ghosting his thumb over the top of my hand and sending a chill through my body.

"Taylor." I chuckle, shaking my head again, "He's going to react worse than Provenza on Christmas."

"Good one." He smiles as we pull into the parking lot at the precinct, "You ready?"

"Yeah." I nod and squeeze his hand, leaning over and kissing his cheek, "Let's go."


"Captain, Lieutenant." Sykes sees us first, nodding her head and quickly going back to the murder board.

Andy and I enter the murder room and observe the team, when I notice an overly-exaggerated eye-roll from Provenza, "Flynn, come here please." He asks, a hint of frustration in his voice.

"Yeah."

"Lieutenant Tao, how is everyone doing?" I ask, walking over and situating myself in front of his desk.

"We caught a case this morning, but we have it almost wrapped up." He smiles and closes his folder.

"Louie!" Andy exclaims and jumps up from his chair, a hand flying to his cheek.

"What?" He asks with an innocent shrug.

"What are you two up to now?" I ask, no longer surprised or annoyed by their antics.

"Flynn here, he has a little something on his cheek." He grumbles, pointing at Andy with a thumb, "He won't let me wipe it off."

"He was going to lick his finger!" Flynn defends, his hands still firmly on his cheek, "He could've transferred some of his grumpiness to me!" He jokes.

"Or some brains." He sighs, going back to his paperwork, "Idiots."

"If anyone needs me, I will be in my office, Lieutenant Flynn and I will probably be leaving in about an hour. Keep up the good work."


Andy and I've been sitting in my office for almost five minutes now and he hasn't said anything or taken his hand off his cheek. I take my laptop out of my bag and open up Facebook, trying my best to look productive since I don't have any work to do.

"Are you gonna stay like that for the rest of the day?"

He sighs and slowly removes his hand, "Your lipstick, Sharon."

"Oh." I giggle and cover my mouth, I can feel the blush creeping across my face at the sight of the dark pink smudge on his, "Let me get that off. Do you have any water?"

"No." He shrugs.

"Oh, ah, okay." I stand up and walk to the other side of the desk, turning our chairs so we're facing each other. I'm more flustered than I should be and I feel like I'm going to catch on fire. I quickly look up to make sure the blinds are closed, I learned from last time, "Now don't yell." I tease, licking my thumb and gently swiping it across his cheek, the pink becoming less intense, "I'm not grumpy."

"No." He chuckles as I wipe his cheek again, "It's not a big deal you know."

"I don't want anyone to know. Not yet." I sigh, the smudge now gone and my hand cupping his cheek, "Not until we find Stroh."

"I understand." He forces a smile and pats my leg, "But that won't change anything."

"Thank you." I grin and pull his face towards mine, pressing my lips strongly against his. God, I love this man.

"What was that for?" He asks happily, gently kissing my lips again.

"For doing what's best for Rusty and I, even when it's not what you want. I lo-" There's a knock on the door and it flies open, I pull away from Andy and he wipes his face cautiously.

"Captain." Taylor sighs, "Lieutenant. Am I interrupting something?"

"No, Sir." I rise from my chair and walk over to Taylor, clasping my hands in front of myself, "Is there a problem?"

"It's just your day off, Captain, and with all this Stroh business I didn't expect to find you here."

"Well," I sigh and look at my feet, "The detail is a little stressful. I can't leave my condo without two officers, even more if Rusty's with me. It's been frustrating Sir, I apologize."

"Captain it's not a problem. I actually need to speak to Lieutenant Flynn in my office if it's not a problem."

"Not a problem at all Sir." I shake my head and step out of the doorway as Andy walks past, brushing his hand across the small of my back.

What does he want with Andy?


I have an idea for the Taylor/Andy conversation but I'd love to hear everyone else's thoughts as well! Comments are always appreciated, as are PM's.