Thank you for everyone who is reading. Remember, these characters aren't my toys, I am just borrowing them to play with in my empty sandbox.
"Want some help with that? You know I was a Boy Scout." Andy offered as he watched Sharon struggle with setting the fire. She had a lighter but still couldn't manage to light it. Andy didn't wait for a response, he walked over and adjusted the paper and sticks then softly placed his hand over hers and pushed the lighter button.
"Thank you." Sharon smiled up at Andy as the fire began roar. Andy then realized that she might be uncomfortable and slowly released his hand from the lighter.
Grabbing the hot dogs and sausages from the cooler Andy began to speak. "Can I ask you some.." Andy was quickly interrupted by another park ranger they were investigating.
"Hey guys, my name is Brett. What can I help you guys with on this beautiful evening?"
Andy was still fathoming what he was going to say to Sharon so Sharon spoke up "Hi Brett I am Jessica and this is my husband Steve, there is one thing you could help us with." Andy looked at her like she had 6 heads.
"Nice to meet you too, beautiful couple, yes what would that be?"
"Could you ease our minds a little bit about the recent serial killings that happened here? My husband is a little scared to stay here tonight." Sharon joked as Andy sent her a look of "really"
Andy sat up in his spot, "We were scared, not just me. It was mostly her" Andy said covering his mouth so Sharon wouldn't see and spoke in a low whisper.
"Awh yes those, i personally can assure you that you are safe here and no murders will be happening under my watch." He paused and looked around.
Sharon walked over to Andy hugging him around the neck "see honey, I told you we would be fine. Thank you sir."
"What are you guys doing with another makeshift bed on the ground over there?" Brett said pointing to Andy's bed.
Andy scrambled to come up with something so he just blurted out the first thing he thought of that included bed and Sharon. "Well buddy, lets just say it isn't for sleeping."
"Hahaha" Sharon looked at Andy with the stern Ice Queen look he knew so well then jammed her elbow into his rib cage, laughing.
"Oh yeah." He paused to high five Andy which Andy gladly returned. "if you need anything else please let me know, have a good night guys." Brett said heading towards his keep.
"Thank you, you as well." Andy replied.
"Really?" Sharon joked rolling her eyes.
"Hey it was for the sake of the case, trust me I know no one is getting lucky with you ever."
Sharon wha truly hurt by that statement. Jack had always poked at the fact that she never wanted to have sex and was a "prude" so when Andy, someone she cared for said something like that, she just couldn't take it. She ran to the tent without a word just a few teardrops down her face.
"Oh Sharon i'm sorry i didn't mean it." Andy said running after her.
Andy went up to the tent and started to unzip it, he sat down next to her. Sharon was balling with her back towards him "Just because I'm not one of you sleazy whores who sleep with you after 3 drinks doesn't make me any less desirable or a prude. It just makes you an asshole!" Sharon yelled between sobs.
"Sharon I know that I am so sorry, I am just an asshole. You are right. You aren't a prude and you most certainly are not undesirable. Have you seen yourself? Dam, you have the most beautiful green eyes, some of the best pairs of legs I have ever seen, and a matching amazing smile.You are just drop dead gorgeous and that's only the outsides. The insides I imagine form the little I have seen must be even better. You are extremely smart, funny, easy to talk to, fun to be around, literally you are over all the perfect women I have no idea how you are still single." Andy didn't realize that he had just poured his heart out to her.
"Andy, you don't mean that. Just go." She yelled, shooing him away.
"Yes I do." Andy said sadly as e exited the tent and laid down on his bed for the night.
Sharon's mind was going 100 miles per hour, she didn't know wether to hate him or love him. Nobody, not even her ex-husband talked that highly of her. But then again, it was Andy. They had been getting closer lately but closer as friends she thought, not anything more. But as she started to think about Andy differently she began to like what she saw. She imagined him opening her car door after surprising her with dinner at her favorite restaurant, pushing their grandkids on a swing at the park, and making love in a house they both shared. All of these thoughts had made her wonder, "do i like Andy Flynn?" "Does he like me?" "Will it last?" Just then in the midst of her thoughts she heard thunder and realized it was pouring. "Andy!" She yelled. She quickly unzipped the tent to find Andy huddled in a ball "Andy come in here, you are going to get pneumonia!"
"No! You hate me now!" Andy yelled back.
"No I don't, let me explain in the tent, just come here."
Andy got up and ran into the tent and huddled with the blankets. Sharon wrapped her arms around his waist and looked into his eyes "I like you"
Andy was taken aback by Sharon's confession. "Like you like like me?"
Sharon laughed at the childishness "yes I like like you" she paused to settle down. "After what you said to me, it made me realize that you are nothing like jackā¦"
Andy quickly interrupted, "it took you this long to figure that out?"
"Yes, I always compared you to Jack and judged every decision you made as if you were him that I never took the chance to get to know you. Not the asshole I pinned you to be. And I didn't realize that you had these feelings to me, so I ever was ab;e to reciprocate those feelings cause I kept seeing you as another Jack."
Andy didn't even respond, he just grabbed her face and kissed her softly. Sharon deepened the kiss and things began to speed up Sharon began to unbutton her blue flannel but Andy interrupted "Sharon are you sure you want to do this."
"More than anything, I promise." Sharon reassured him before they passionately made love in a tent, in the middle of nowhere, in the pouring rain, with a serial killer on the loose.
