Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own words and surely the mistakes. These two characters were created by James Duff for The Closer/Major Crimes, I just borrowed them for my story.
It's a fictional story that possibly violates all reasonable concepts of what these two would actually do, but that's the fun of writing a fanfiction.
Sharon was walking in the garage. It was so silent around she could hear the echo of her heels, and it somehow made her nervous and she walked faster towards the car. As she arrived to her parking lot she found Andy sitting on the trunk.
She stopped to look at him and laughed, "You are ridicolous like this," she said.
"Hey you left me here waiting for fifteen minutes and I don't have my car keys. You are-" he climbed down, "very rude you know? And silly. You left me here alone and unprotected. Who knows what women could do to me if they walked by?"
"Oh here it is again, playing the sex symbol that all women want to-" she gestured with her hands, embarassed. She was hanging the keys in front of him, and a moment after she put them right into his hands, realizing she was teasing and flirting with him.
Sharon rushed to get into the car and Andy looked at her puzzled by this sudden change of her humor. He imagined something was still pending from that moment this morning, when he hinted about having an affair. "Hey Sharon," she had been very quiet, without talking and Andy wasn't even sure she was breathing at all. It felt like driving alone, "are you okay? You have been so quiet!" They had arrived at her house and he had parked and turned off the engine.
"Yes, I am sorry. I am just tired and can't wait to go upstairs and relax. Thank you for driving me back home,"
He noticed that she looked still somewhat absent in her speaking, "Okay, see you tomorrow at the same time then. Have a good night, Sharon!" She returned the smile which was strained, and without saying much she walked faster inside the building. She looked so much weird in his eyes that Andy had thought about talking to her in the morning.
As soon as Sharon arrived to her floor and rushed inside the house, she leaned her shoulders against the door and slowly slided down on her back. She took a few deep breaths before to even realize that the lights were on.
"Mom?"
She raised her head to notice her youngest child was standing in front of her, in a suit and only wearing his socks without any shoes. He must have been back hours before. "Richard," she quickly stood up and hugged her son. "I thought you were coming back tomorrow," she kissed his right temple as she moved away to go to take off her jacket.
"Yeah, but Ray got sick and we left the campus a day early." Richard had left for a few days to visit campus of a few colleges nearby. He was soon to be graduated and wanted to leave his home for good, for living the great life of a college student, but at same time his mother had pushed him to visit campus that weren't necessarily on the other side of the country, in an attempt to keep at least one of her children closer. He had agreed to visit a few in California, but he was still determined to expand his visits and research in other states of the country as well. "Are you okay, mom?"
Sharon put down her glass of water, "why is everyone so sure that I am not okay today?"
"Okay, sorry if I asked," he shrugged annoyed.
"I am sorry, sweetheart. It was a very difficult and intense day. I am fine, just tired. But I am happy to have my baby home." She got closer to him and hugged again.
"Mom, I'm not a kid anymore!" He grumbled trying to writhe from her arms.
"Oh, my sweet sweet boy." She gave him a noisy kiss on the forehead, "you will always be my baby. And so will your sister. Did you hear from her, by the way? I didn't have a chance to call her today. Has she landed safely?"
"Yes, yes. I heard from Mom number 2. She arrived, she got her things done and had even time to bother me about visiting a college in New York, so we could share a house," from his voice Sharon understood he didn't really like the idea of spending more time, than those of her visits in LA, with his sister.
Sharon burst into a laugh, "oh trusth me, sweetheart, I wouldn't want you two to share a house anymore. I prefer to pay two rents. You are not able to live together," she went on laughing as she walked to her room to change into something more comfortable. "Did you have dinner yet?" She only heard a nope from her son, "good. Let me change into something else and I will prepare us something. So you can tell me about your visits,"
Richard appeared at her door, "Okay! And then you tell me about your blind date," Sharon opened her eyes wide. "What? You think Em would have missed telling me such an interesting thing?" he shrugged moving to his room, "you should know your daughter better, she's a gossip!" Richard shut the door, leaving Sharon hanging there with her pajamas in her hands and thinking about this past speech.
When had Emily told him about the date? Before or after to find out who she went out for dinner with? Did she also tell him about Andy spending the night over?
That sensation she had before, in front of her door, had come back to hit her hard. She felt the need to scream loud and let go of the tension it was putting onto her; she felt trapped in a situation she didn't even know how she got into, and worse, in that moment, she thought that if her son wouldn't have been there, she probably would have ended up calling Andy and asking him to stop by for dinner. They had only had one night together, but it was good, and funny, and Sharon had felt so comfortable around him at last, and now for just that one night talking with him, she wanted him to keep being part of her life. But at the same time, she feared herself around him, because she didn't seem able to control her emotions anymore. He had casted a spell on her, and she couldn't find any way out of it without hurting him or herself.
