A/N: I got three prompts at once from feymcdonnell and they were: "Have you seen the...? Oh." "I'll never unsee that." and "You forgot to say the magic word." Then I decided to be ambitious and fit all three into one fic, so here ya go.
Provenza came into the murder room, he needed that last file so he could finish his report at home, in time to have it ready for the captain on Monday. He looked around his desk, it was immaculate as ever but the file wasn't there. He checked Sanchez and Sykes' next, nothing. He looked to the captain's office her blinds were drawn but the lights were still on, maybe he would just catch her. He headed to the door that was closest to Sykes' desk, it was slightly ajar.
He barely knocked on the door before pushing into it. "Hey, Captain, have you seen the… Oh." He saw the captain sitting on the desk, giggling, surrounded by Flynn's arms as he was kissing her neck.
Sharon startled, slightly nudging Andy away from her. "Lieutenant!"
Andy didn't even register the other man in the room. "Oh you want to play like that, Captain."
A strangled groan came from deep in Provenza's throat as he sagged against the door. "Ye gods, Flynn! I'll never unsee or unHEAR THAT!"
Andy finally turned to face the other man, annoyed. "Provenza, what are you doing here. I thought you were going home."
Provenza pulled himself up, his bluster back. "Obviously! I needed a file and I couldn't find it so I thought the captain might have it and I came in here and I saw that." He pointed at them waving his hand trying to sum up everything he saw with that one vague gesture, shuddering.
Sharon elegantly hopped off the desk pushing against Andy to move. She straightened her blouse, clearing her throat. "Well I guess the cat is out of the bag, at least between the three of us. We don't usually make a habit of PDAs at the office so this is a fluke, and you won't have to worry about it again."
Latching onto the captain's professionalism like a lifeline he nodded his head. "Okay then, do you have that file on the Murphy case?"
She turned toward her desk. "Yes it is right," she plucked a blue folder off of a stack, "here."
"Thank you Captain." He turned to leave.
"Not a problem, Lieutenant. Oh and we are all going to keep this between us, right?"
Provenza eyes gleamed with mischievousness. "You forgot to say the magic words."
Sharon rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. "Please?"
Provenza shook his head still smiling, turning to Flynn who was leaning against the captain's desk.
Flynn looked heavenward in exasperation. "Skybox tickets?"
Provenza's smile widened, he turned and left throwing a, thank yew, in conscious imitation of their previous boss, over his shoulder.