Again: I own nothin' involved with Major Crimes, that's all Duff's. Just this idea pulled from my head.

Andy's POV


When Andy had finally made it home that night. He closed his front door, leaning back against it as he locked it and let out a long sigh. Man what a night he thought. Stepping forward he took off his suit jacket and laid it on the back of his couch then ran his fingers through his hair, letting out another deep breath. He physically plopped down in his recliner, slipped his shoes off and leaned back. He was frustrated at himself, Provenza and that overly happy witness Cindi.

In the beginning at the office Andy didn't mind taking the witness statement. He figured he'd save her from his partner's obnoxious flirting, but throughout the interview Andy could tell Miss Cindi, as Provenza called her, was flirting with him and all he could think about was getting the statement done and over with.

When they were finally done with the report, Andy was trying to get her out of the building as fast as possible. His pain in the butt partner meet up with them and had the big idea to go to Murphy's for a few drinks. Luckily Cindi didn't call a friend to join them; she said she wanted to have them both to herself. Between the young blonde and a drunken Provenza there was too much giggling going on. Andy had a horrible headache and just wanted to get out of there.

As usual the night ended with Andy having to drive his now drunk partner and a tipsy Cindi to their homes. He would have much rather have called a cab for her but a drunk Provenza wouldn't hear of it. It was quite a challenge to get her in her apartment without her trying to pull him in with her. She was all over him. Andy was trying to help her to her door and at the same time was fighting off wondering hands. Thankfully her roommate helped him drop her on the couch and he left as fast as he could.

How did he ever like going out with girls like Cindi? Andy thought as he reached for the TV control and put on the nightly sport highlights. Continuing with the thought they didn't really have anything in common. Now he would much rather have a quite evening at home; he had no reasons anymore to be going out to clubs or bars.

Then as usual lately his mind drifted back to his boss, making Andy smile as he rested his head back again. She didn't fit his type at all. No Sharon was so far above his type she was out of his league. She was smart, strong, independent, classy, very beautiful and sexy. Thinking he could go on and on about Sharon but what he liked most about her was that she was stubborn and set in her ways. She didn't let anyone push her around and she always got her way one way or another and she'd have you thinking it was your idea to do what she wanted. Again, thinking of her had him smiling.

Andy realized it was right around the night of the Nutcracker that his taste in women had completely changed. His type was now smart, strong, independent, classy and beyond beautiful. His type was now Sharon. Since realizing it he tried to mellow out when it came to the dirt-bags they dealt with. Granted he wasn't perfect but was on better behavior. He tried to not fly off the handle so fast. It did help that Sharon was around and could seem to calm him down with a single touch to his arm. It always pulled his attention away from the idiot he was mad at and had him focus on her hand or her. Then he would look up at Sharon seeing the knowing look in her eyes saying she understood he was upset but need to rein it in.

Who would have known the regional LAPD hot head would be friends with the Wicked Witch? Nobody would believe it. Also, as he thought about the witch drawing he did years ago. He felt bad for making fun of her. They didn't really know her at all back then and sure as heck didn't try to know her. The whole entire police department disliked her. They didn't like anyone in the Rat squad and she was their leader. It must have been hard for her especially when she first joined IA. Being a female cop wasn't easy in any department but much worse in IA.

Then Raydor took over for Chief Johnson. It was hard at first to except her since she had spent so much time investigating their team. They all thought she was out the get their Chief but in the long run she was just helping Brenda with the lawsuit against her and finding the mole in their division. Towards the end, it seemed that you could almost call the Chief and the Captain friends. Laughing out loud at that Andy thought because they started out as bitter rivals. They were such opposites but so much the same. Those two just never saw it that way.

The first day she took over Major Crimes he yelled at her outside the morgue. He had felt bad and decided to help her out when Provenza wouldn't even talk to her. But that's how it was with them he yelled, she let him blow off his steam then went on and did her job. He never really met anyone like her. She would let him explode then calmly explain what she needed then be on her way as if getting yelled at didn't faze her at all.

Though as the team got to know their Captain they realized she had been doing her job just like they were. She just really liked following the rules. Man, did she really like the rules. Though it was her knowledge of the rules and with her writing half of them herself that helped keep them out. They haven't gotten in trouble in years with her leading them.

Thinking now with the kid in the picture, the team got to see more of the personal side of Captain Raydor come out. Because seeing Sharon so fiercely protective and motherly of Rusty made Andy smirk man he wouldn't want to be the one to ever come between Mama Raydor and her kids.

Andy got up to get a glass of water. As he made himself comfortable again in his favorite chair Andy thought back to how Sharon was acting at the office today. He didn't like that she seemed preoccupied and distracted maybe she was worried about this sudden meeting she said she had. As her friend, he wanted her to know that he'd be there for her if she needed him. He didn't have time to talk to her at the office before she left in a hurry because Provenza had him busy with that awful giggling girl. Andy had to shake his head to try and get the sound of her laugh out of it.

He rested back for a minute yep his mind was wondering back to a vision of the Captain rushing out of the Murder Room with those amazing legs, amazing hair and amazing..."Ok ok,"... he said out loud as he jumped out of his chair to grab his phone from his jacket.

He was worried about Sharon so he texted her. How did the meeting go? Dinner tonight? He wondered if the meeting was why she left so abruptly and if it had anything to do with Jack or her pending adoption of Rusty? He thought she would maybe want to meet for a late dinner and talk about it.

It went fine. No, not tonight tired heading to bed. Reading her answer, it didn't seem like Sharon. Usually she liked to text or call him maybe chat a bit before going to bed especially if they didn't have the time to meet for dinner and stuff. Except her answer felt short like she didn't want to talk at all.

You ok? He sent back now he was really worried. It was a few minutes until he got a reply. He wasn't sure if he was catching her at a bad time or something.

I'm fine, really. Have a good night. He was slightly taken back by her quick to the point text. This really isn't like the Sharon he was getting to know.

Now it was Andy's turn to take a few minutes to answer her. Oh, ok you have a good night too. You know you call or text me anytime if you need to talk. Remember it's what friends do.

He read her reply for about the tenth time. As Andy sat there staring at his phone. It was short and to the point. He could still feel the burn from the chill that it sent through him. He actually shivered, not sure if the action was from being cold or if it was the mental shivers he got from her reply to him. It said she was fine. Fine, he thought she wasn't fine at all. She just tried to make people think that.

He had thought that they were becoming friends and he might have to settle for that. But he was working on it, on her. All these non-dates meant something to him and he was hoping it was starting to mean something to Sharon too. Andy knew Sharon had been hurt badly by Jack. He knew over the years she tried to put her family back together but Jack would continue to leave them. She had many reason, to not trust anyone or to let anyone close to her again. Between her husband and the way people at work treated her he could understand why she was so cautious to not let anyone in or passed the shield she seem to hide behind.

Andy sat there for a while longer watching the sports program but not really paying any attention it. Figuring he'd call it a night himself he turned off the TV, stood up and stretched the kinks out of his back. It had been a long day he should be happy to call it an early night but he'd rather be meeting up with Sharon to have a late-night bite to eat. He'd make sure he would talk to her tomorrow to see how she really was doing. She had a harder time hiding things from him when he could look her in the eye.

Andy collected his glass and put it in the sink. Made sure his door was locked, grabbed his jacket from the back of the couch, turned the light off and headed to his bedroom. He hung up his jacket, plugged his phone in to charge laying it by his badge and gun that he now placed on his nightstand. He changed into his nightclothes then heading into the bathroom to do what he need to get ready for bed. Lately he had been sleeping well, because he would fall asleep thinking of Sharon but tonight he was worried about her and knew he would lay there concerned.

He was right it took him awhile to fall asleep his thoughts keep drifting back to Sharon and him and how different they were from each other. Wasn't it said, that opposites attract? That's what he liked about her the most was that she was so different than him. Whereas, Andy was the team screw up, hot head. Sharon was the calm voice of reason. He just had to convince her that it could work. He knew that wouldn't be easy but she was worth the work he needed to put in. He drifted off to sleep again with a smile on his face.

The next morning as Andy was pouring himself a cup of coffee and carefully taking a drink because he didn't want to spill any on his deep purple tie. He had a feeling Sharon would be wearing a shade of purple today. So, he picked a purple tie and a dark suit. He noticed she tended to wear some shade of purple when she was feeling down. Maybe it helped her feel better. He knew it helped him feel good because she always looked amazing in any shade of purple. Well, she looked good in any color and heck maybe she'd be wearing a skirt too he thought with a smile on his face. He was noticing he was smiling a lot lately and it all had to do with his beautiful boss.

He didn't need too much coffee to wake him up, since he had a good night sleep. When he stopped worrying about Sharon, he ended up dreaming about her and man what a dream it was. Andy smiled as he recalled it. He was walking her to her car after one of their late non-date dinners. They seem to end up getting a bite to eat together when they had a case run late. As they were next to her car Sharon turned to him. Andy was about to say thank you and good night but the words caught in his throat when he looked into her eyes, that were now the color of a deep sparkling emerald. The look she was giving him said anything but good-night. He took a step towards her and when she didn't back up he reached his hands into her hair. Even if it was just a dream her hair in his hands felt amazing, he thought about doing that a lot. Andy put one of his hands behind her neck and pulled her to him. When their lips met, nothing could describe it. The closest word would be, perfection. He used his body to gently push her back against her car door. There was no space left between them. When he heard, Sharon moan he thought he'd lose it right there. Luckily, they were in the dark part of the parking lot that was practically empty. Keeping his mouth on hers there was no way he could stop kissing her anyways. His hands reluctantly left her hair and slid down her body. Caressing her curves as they went. One stopping just above her waist the other ended up on her thigh that was now wrapped around his hip pulling him intimately closer. This time it was Andy's turn to moan but it came out as more of a growl.

That's when something suddenly woke him up. As he lay in bed slowly becoming aware of his surrounding, he realized it was his groaning that woke him. He was disappointed the dream was just getting good he thought. Andy turned to look at the clock it was only 2am. That meant there was still plenty of time to get back sleep and dream of Sharon again. He lay in bed trying to will himself to sleep again so he could dream continue the dream, but he laid there smiling into space trying to catch his breath.

It wasn't too bad though. He was looking forward to having many more dreams about his captain.

~TBC~


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