Rating: Borderline M for sexual content.

CHAPTER 2

PRESENT DAY

As the ambulance pulled up to Cedars, the paramedics rolled Andy into the waiting crowd of doctors and nurses. Medical personnel always overstaffed themselves for a case involving a first responder, no matter the circumstances. Sharon knew they would treat Andy as one of their own. The paramedics ran through his stats as the mass of doctors whisked Andy down the hall into the triage area. Sharon stood by the door of the ambulance bay looking on, she knew there would be more chaos than information for the first half hour he was being treated. Standard protocol. Sharon went through the steps in her mind, she had been in many of these situations before waiting for information on a suspect or fellow officer. She found comfort in it, going through the steps, the rules of engagement. This was no different. But it is. That is Andy, my Andy laying in that bed with wires and lines attached to him. With beeps and bells chiming loudly, her ears began to ring.

As she made her way into the ER she could hear the organized chaos as they began treating him.

"Let's move him over, on my count."

"I want a CBC, Chem Panel with Cardiac Enzymes STAT."

"His blood pressure is 90/60. Heart rate 120. O2 stat is low, 86"

"Mr. Flynn what medications have you taken today? We are going to give you nitroglycerin, but need to know if you've taken anything that will counteract that, such as Viagra."

"Can someone get the oxygen going?"

"When did the pain begin? Where does it hurt?"

"Call radiology for a chest x-ray."

"Where's my recent EKG read-out?!"

The voices became a blur, she couldn't make it all out. She wanted to see him and hold his hand, look into his eyes and know that it was all going to be ok. That they hadn't waited too long to start their life together, that they were going to have more time. Sharon moved closer to the triage area trying not to interfere with their work. Andy looked up knowing she was there and gave her a small nod of encouragement, that everything would be fine. There's that word again, fine. It was the same look he had given her before going into surgery last fall. Before she could say or do anything the nurses pulled the drapes back on the curtain and he was gone from sight.

"Miss, you're going to have to wait over there while we treat your husband." The nurse guided Sharon by the arm to a bay of chairs, "We will come update you as soon as we have more information." All she could do was nod, her voice gone from fear.

The nurse walked back to the treatment area and Sharon sat alone. She began to feel nauseous and bent her head between her legs, trying to take long calm breaths. He'll be just fine. He's awake and responsive. Her phone began buzzing with texts.

Provenza: Any news?

Sharon: We're at Cedars.

Undergoing preliminary tests now.

He's awake.

Provenza: I've told the team to hold off

going to the hospital until we know more.

I'm bringing Rusty over now.

Sharon: Thank you. I'm in the ER waiting area.

Sharon swiped to read over the messages coming in from Rusty.

Rusty: Mom are you okay?

Do you need anything?

Sharon: Can you let Ricky &

Emily know what's going on?

I will call when I know more.

I'm going to call Nicole & Charlie.

Rusty: Yes I can.

I'll see you soon.

Mom, I love you.

Andy will be okay.

She looked at her son's words of encouragement, it was sweet but really they didn't know if Andy would be alright. No one knew whether or not he would be okay. Her eyes filled with tears threatening to brim over. She shook her head and brushed her eyes to catch any before they could fall. She knew she couldn't call his kids like this, she needed to pull herself together and be strong for everyone right now. Sharon stood up and smoothed her blouse in an effort to push down the nausea. She flipped to her contacts and touched a name, it began ringing,

Nicole immediately picked up the phone and launched into a conversation. Sharon could hear she was distracted by the kids in the background, it sounded like she was making dinner.

"Hi Sharon! What an unexpected surprise, I was just thinking about you and how we needed to schedule another lunch together." Sharon said nothing. She really didn't wantto break the news to Nicole, she couldn't bring herself to interrupt her. Nicole quickly sensed that something was wrong, Sharon was usually more chatty, "Sharon, is everything alright?"

Sharon took a deep breath, "Nicole, your father felt a little sick today. We just closed that big case this afternoon and he collapsed."

She could hear Nicole on the other end gasp, "Where is he? Is he alright? Oh my God!"

Sharon took another breath, "I'm here with him at Cedars. They think it might have been a heart attack." Nicole let out another gasp. "But listen to me Nicole. He's awake, he is fully responsive. OK?"

"Yeah. OK. So what does this mean?" Nicole's voice cracked with emotion, she should be prepared for these kinds of calls, but no matter what it was a shock.

Sharon's voice emanated a sense of calm that came with years of training, "Well, they're going to run some tests on his heart and find out exactly what happened and how we can treat it. Nicole, he's in good hands. When I have more news you'll be the first to know, I promise."

"Ok," Nicole's voice was soft with shock.

"Nicole, I'm going to call Charlie now. Are you going to be ok?"

"Yeah, I mean, wow, I don't even know what to say." She paused for a moment collecting herself, "Yes, call Charlie he should be home from work. As soon as Dean comes home I am coming over." There was more control in her response now. Sharon let out a small sigh of relief, she didn't want Nicole driving while emotional one medical emergency was enough.

"Ok, Nicole, everything is going to be just fine. I'll see you soon."

"Sharon, thank you, for everything." Sharon knew no reply was needed, over the last three years she and Nicole had begun to develop a strong bond with one another. Sharon treated her like another daughter and knew Nicole saw her as a confidant. Sharon could feel tears well up again and blinked heavily as she looked up shoving them away for another time - when she could be free to breakdown.

She hung up and ran into the women's room - sick. She waited for a few minutes for her stomach to calm before returning to her seat in the waiting area, she didn't want the nurses to miss her if they had an update. She steeled herself for her next notification,

"Charlie? Hi it's Sharon…"

12 WEEKS EARLIER

They had gone back to the house, now that the body was gone and the crime scene tape had been removed to see if it was the right place for them to become a family. Itlooked perfect. It felt perfect. "Black mold? Really?!" Andy said shaking his head on the drive back to Sharon's condo.

"Andy please stop, you're going to make me feel all itchy again." Sharon replied.

"You know, maybe this is a sign. We are meant to keep the condo." Rusty piped up from the back.

"Rusty," Sharon said in her best Darth Raydor tone since he couldn't see her glare, "we've talked about this."

Andy shook his head again, he knew getting the Kid to go along with this change peacefully wasn't likely, but he had hoped, for his mom's sake, that he would try harder.

"Well, I think it is a sign that we just need to keep looking. We will find something that meets all of our needs minus the dead body and the toxic black mold."

Sharon nodded in agreement with Andy and clasped his hand. She looked over at him while she rubbed her thumb over his knuckles in appreciation of how inclusive he was about her kids and the time he was spending with Rusty in particular. She knew he would come around eventually. Andy could feel her staring at him and smiled, No this wasn't the right house, but it is definitely the right person. The rest of the journey was quiet until they arrived at her parking garage.

"I'm going to spend the night at Gus's so you guys have the place to yourself. To...you know, do whatever old people do when they date." Rusty couldn't help himself. He wanted his mom to be happy and he did like Andy, but the whole notion of them dating and at their age had a tendency to gross him out. Especially that time that he and Andy had ended up in the kitchen one evening both in boxers and undershirts.

Sharon glared at Rusty, but he had already begun walking towards his car. Andy only laughed, he knew no kid wanted to think about their mom dating, or whatever else that might entail. He was happy for the advanced notice that they would have the place to themselves, and hoped they wouldn't get a roll out tonight. He put his hand on the small of her back as they walked together to the elevators.

"So I'm thinking creamy Chicken Alfredo for dinner? You think you could help and make a salad?" Andy asked as they stepped into the elevator. He didn't cook often, usually because they didn't have the time, but it was something he enjoyed.

"Mmm that sounds delightful Andy." She loved when he cooked. She loved watching him move around the kitchen with a towel over one shoulder, throwing spices in and tasting things with his finger, she found it nearly irresistible to let him finish and not take him right there. "I would be happy to help." They stepped out of the elevator, as Sharon went to unlock the door Andy couldn't help himself. He leaned against her, pushing her closer to the door and grabbed her ear with his teeth and gave a small nibble.

"I see someone's hungry" she said.

"Starving," he replied giving her butt a small squeeze as they entered the condo.

They always went about the same routine when they entered. Coats on the rack. Guns and badges on the entry table. Sharon would take off her heels and put on her Ugg boots and Andy would turn on music. They tried to avoid watching the news, they lived it every day and felt there wasn't a need to bring it home with them.

Her kitchen was small, which caused them to bump into one another frequently, not that either minded but a larger one was on the new house wish list. Sharon washed and began chopping romaine for the Caesar salad all the while watching Andy labor over his Alfredo sauce. Light jazz was playing in the background and it made them both move and sway a bit more as they moved from one area of the kitchen to another.

Fifteen minutes later dinner was coming along nicely, "Come give this a taste." Andy commanded, looking for an excuse to bring her closer. He dipped his pinkie into the sauce and brought it to her lips. She readily complied, opening her mouth, taking in his fingers and sucking off all the sauce. Her eyes closed and she let out a moan, "Oh Andy, that's good. That's very good."

"You sure it doesn't need anything?"

"Hmm, I'm not sure. Maybe another sample." She replied with hooded eyes, eager for another round of seduction. This time she dipped her finger into the sauce and brought it to her lips as Andy watched on. "No, it's perfect."

"Yes, she is." Andy added the chicken into the sauce and moved it onto the back burner. The chicken needed to simmer for awhile, then he could add in the fresh pasta. Sharon was about to walk away when Andy grabbed her around her waist. "Where do you think you're going?"

"To set the table."

"I think it can wait."

"Do you have something else in mind?"

"I do." He leaned in and kissed her under her ear along her neck. Her jawline was a very sensitive spot, one he discovered early on in their relationship. She let out another small moan and lifted her chin granting him better access.

"And what would that be?"

"Follow me and I'll show you." He grabbed her hand and guided her out of the kitchen and down the hall to her bedroom. He smiled at the thought, it wouldn't be hers for long, it was going to be theirs.

"What about the sauce?"

"It'll keep, don't you worry." He turned her around, closed the door, and pushed her back against the door in one swift move. Sharon didn't enjoy being a submissive with her past partners, she had worked so hard to be taken seriously that she didn't want to feel weak in the bedroom. With Andy it was different, she had come to realize being submissive wasn't being weak it actually meant having the power. They both enjoyed the role reversal from their work selves, and she was happy to play along with most of his fantasies.

Andy lifted her arms above her head and kissed her passionately. Holding her wrists in one hand he unbuttoned her pants, pulled up her blouse and slid his other hand down her stomach to touch her through her panties. His lips left her mouth and she groaned, making him smile. His teeth gently bit her neck, pleased with the little red marks he left upon her sensitive alabaster skin.

"Andy…" she moaned in a low deep voice. He was trying to keep her distracted, but it wasn't going to work. With her hands still being restrained by Andy she decided to turn slightly and use her hips to rub against the zipper of his pants causing him to involuntarily thrust against her and let out a deep groan of desire. He kissed behind her ear and down her neck. He let go of her wrists. His hand moved her hair and blouse out of the way, while his other hand continued teasing her through her panties. Sharon made quick work of unlatching Andy's belt. She could feel his excitement pushing against her hips, straining against his jeans. As he continued to kiss down her shoulder he used his teeth to tug at her bra strap giving him better access to her delicate clavicles. Their eyes met as she finally undid the button and slowly unzipped his pants causing him to throb in appreciation.

They heard the front door open and immediately froze, "Mom! Andy! I'm back."

"Maybe he just forgot something," Sharon whispered.

Rusty's voice was muffled from the door, "Hey, that smells great what are you making?" but they both knew he hadn't forgotten something. They looked at each other with hungry and woeful eyes.

Andy reluctantly removed his hand from Sharon's waistband and buried his face in her chest for a different reason now. She lifted her hands from his hips to his head and placed a kiss on his temple.

"I'm sorry" she whispered into his hair.

It wasn't the first time they had been interrupted and sadly it wouldn't be the last, while they still lived in the small condo. Andy lifted his head and looked at her with pouty eyes. "Incentive for us to find a place soon," he whispered into her ear, not wanting to put any distance between them.

She nodded in response. With a deep sigh, Andy moved away from her so she could straighten up before going back to the kitchen, he was going to need a few minutes to collect himself before going back to the kitchen.

She gave Andy a quick peck, "To be continued," she said with a smile and walked out of the bedroom. He could hear her down the hall, "Rusty. What are you doing back so soon? I thought you were spending the night with Gus." She said it a pleasant voice without any hint of her disappointment. She loved her kids, but she was also a woman who had needs and at the moment she wished her son was nearly anywhere else.

Sharon shook her head, Rusty was often so wrapped in his own life that he was oblivious to what he was walking in on. "Gus picked up another shift at the restaurant, so he's going to be home late. I didn't feel like just sitting over at his place until 11 when I could come back here and work on research for my next Identity post." He said as he put his keys on the entry room table.

Sharon looked back down the hallway and back at Rusty and slowly moved towards the living room, "Oh. Sounds like Gus has been doing well at that new restaurant. Are you guys going to meet up later?" Sharon was praying they would eventually get the house to themselves.

"Yeah, the executive chef has really taken to him. He asked me to come pick him up when he gets off work later."

Sharon let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. Hopefully she and Andy could stay awake until 11 she chuckled to herself, it had been a long week.

They both walked into the dining room, "So what's for dinner?" Rusty asked inviting himself to their dinner date.

"Oh, well Andy was making some of his famous chicken alfredo and I was just finishing up the salad."

"That sounds delicious. I'll get the plates."

Well at least he was going to be helpful Sharon thought to herself, not that it was going to be much conciliation to Andy at the moment. Five minutes later, Andy finally emerged from the bedroom, before he could say anything Sharon's eyes met his,

"Rusty is joining us for dinner before he picks Gus up later tonight." She gave a wink and small smile knowing that information would perk Andy right up.

Two hours passed and while it wasn't the evening that either Sharon or Andy had planned, it was pleasant. Rusty was helping to clear the table while Andy washed and Sharon dried the dishes when Rusty's phone buzzed. Andy turned swiftly to Sharon and gave her a hopeful yet seductive look. Rusty set the final dish down by the sink and walked over to his phone.

"Looks like Gus is nearly done, you alright if I head out?" Rusty asked without looking up from his phone.

Sharon had to poke Andy as he opened his mouth, she knew the only thing he could say right now would be a snarky retort.

She set down the dish she was drying and walked over to Rusty, "Of course. Tell Gus we said hi."

"Ok. Hey thanks again for dinner Andy, it was great."

Sharon followed him to the front door, locking it after it closed. She could barely keep herself from scurrying quickly back to Andy in the kitchen. They'd shared looks and subtle touches all night, Sharon was even blazon enough to play a little footsie under the table. The excitement was palpable after hours of low-burning foreplay. By the time she got back to the kitchen Andy was wiping down the sink at lightening speed. When she entered he turned around and spun the towel in the air, "Fin!"

He took the towel and wrapped it around her waist and drew her in and kissed her passionately. When they finally broke free for the sake of oxygen she put her head on his chest while he swayed them back and forth.

"You know if you had moved your foot any further up I would have had to tell Rusty to make himself scarce." He said pulling her chin up to meet his lips.

"Well, the way you were eating your pasta was driving me crazy. It was all I could to not take your fork away from you." She replied nibbling on his jaw.

Andy backed her against the counter as they continued to make-out in the kitchen. Sharon put her hands on the counter to brace herself. The move didn't go unnoticed by Andy who pushed his hips against her body, pinning her in place. His hands quickly stripped away the buttons of her blouse. Neither could wait after the agonizing interruption and the tantalizing build up during dinner. He palmed her breasts, exposing her hardening nipples through her bra and brought his lips to them. Sharon's eyes went wide as she moaned at the sudden release of pleasure.

Despite his knees he bent down in front of her, kissing her stomach as he moved to the top of her jeans. Sharon wanted to touch him, to run her hands through his hair, push his mouth closer to her. She waited though, Andy liked having control. He unbuttoned her pants for the second time this evening, and yanked them down to her ankles. She balanced one foot on his shoulder as he went about removing one pant leg and then the other. He slid one hand up the inside of her thigh. He kissed her ankle, the back of her knee and finally the outside of her panties.

Sharon couldn't take it any longer. She pulled him back up to his feet and kissed him deeply as her hands made quick work of removing his shirt, pressing her skin to his. She liked the contact but it wasn't satisfying enough, she needed more, wanted more. As before she undid his pants and pushed them off his hips. She reached into his pants and found him already hard. He let out a deep groan,

"Sharon, I need to feel you."

She pushed down his boxers. As he kicked them off, she unclasped her bra and pushed herself firmly against him, her panties as their only barrier. Their kissing became more hurried and messy. Their hands moved across each other with no particular destination. When his hands reached the top band of her panties he used his thumb to yank them down and lifted her onto the counter. Before she could protest at their location in the kitchen, he thrust into her causing her to scream out his name,

"ANDY!"

He loved when they had the house to themselves, she loved being loud and it made him more excited to hear his name coming from her lips as he brought her such pleasure. He could see the heat rising up her chest and into her cheeks. She was close. He reached down between them to touch her, helping her go over the edge. Watching her come was the single most erotic thing he had ever experienced and as she began to come down, still writhing from her orgasm he came.

He held onto her as they caught their breath. He helped her slide down from the counter and propped her up as she worked to steady herself, still weak from the intense orgasm she had just experienced.

"Well, I think I will never be able to look at this counter the same way ever again," he said with a chuckle.

She gave him a swat on the butt and smiled back. He knew she agreed even if she would never say it.

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AN: Once again a big thanks to blacktag189 for serving as beta on this chapter. Also a thanks to all those that have reviewed and favorited this story so far, I'm glad people are interested. Also the name Charlie, I've read a few stories where people had picked that name as Andy's son and I liked it so thanks.

Flashback Soundtrack – Pillow Talk by Zayn