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Sharon was almost home and had been daydreaming about her date when her phone rang. She groaned when she saw who the caller was, "Yes, Lieutenant?"

Sharon quickly turned her car around and started toward the crime scene. Normally, she didn't go to many crime scenes, but she'd been requested by Taylor. It wasn't even midnight yet, and they were being called in for their "on call" weekend so to speak. It appeared like it was going to be a long night.

Sharon arrived at the scene a half hour later; it was in the complete opposite direction to her house. She cursed that she didn't have something else to wear, but at the same time, this dress did look more business-like than date-like; Emily had been right. On the other hand, Graham had told her she looked great in the dress.

Sharon pulled up to the scene and noted the entire team was already there, going about their jobs. Provenza had told her that her presence was requested because it was a possible gang shooting and media might need to be alerted. She parked, and as she got out of her car, she saw Provenza walking up to her.

"Captain," he nodded, noting that she was dressed nicely, "seems as if Taylor has been jumping the gun today, so to speak. I don't think you'll be needed here. Yes, it's our case, but it's pretty routine."

Sharon nodded, "Okay, well, since I'm here, let me take a look, and then I'll go to the office and get started while you finish processing the scene."

Provenza nodded back at her and gestured with his arm to continue. She took a look around and saw Andy interviewing a witness, Tao taking measurements, Buzz filming, and Julio and Amy looking for shell casings. All in all, a pretty routine scene.

Andy had noticed Sharon as soon as she pulled up; of course he had. He had finished his first meeting when he got the call out. He'd shared during the first meeting, all about Sharon and his screw up with not making things clear to her, and it had helped, but not much. Seeing her now, well, that almost made him sick to his stomach. She was gorgeous. Her dress, he noted, was simple, yet extremely classy, just like Sharon. He was guessing she'd worn it to dinner and her date. He also noted that it was very conservative, something Sharon was good at dressing herself in, which gave him a slight smile. Andy loved that dress, but Sharon hadn't worn it when she'd gone anywhere with him for over a year. No, he definitely had gotten "better" dresses from Sharon. This one screamed business dinner, even though he knew she'd been on anything but a business dinner. Score one for him, he thought to himself. Old Grahammy Boy hadn't gotten a show from Sharon at least.

Once Andy finished interviewing his witness, he made his way over to Sharon. He could smell her before he reached her. Normally, that was a great thing, but she smelled like something odd. Indian food maybe? Had Grahammy Boy taken her out for Indian? He chuckled at that thought, knowing Sharon HATED Indian food.

"Evening, Sharon," he smiled brightly as he approached. He wasn't going to make any progress with her sulking around, so while he was dying on the inside, he wanted to get her back.

"Hi Andy," she turned smiling at him, "witness?" she asked, nodding to where he had been standing.

"Yeah," Andy nodded, as he opened his notepad, "He saw a car go roaring through here right when our murder took place. I've got all the details and am going to see if we can get a trace on the car."

Sharon nodded, "Good. Okay, well then, I think I will head back to the office and get things rolling."

Andy nodded back at her, "Sounds good. Say, since it's going to be a long night, why don't I stop and get coffee for the team? Would you like tea or coffee?"

Sharon smiled. Andy was always thinking of her, "Coffee tonight. I think we'll need it. Thank you," she nodded as she reached over and patted his arm. "Be careful, and I'll see you back there soon."

"Sharon, you be careful. There are a lot of creeps out at night," he nodded.

Sharon's phone rang as she and Andy were still talking. She answered it without looking, assuming it was related to the case, "Captain Raydor," she answered.

"Sharon, just wanted to make sure you got home okay. Again, thank you for the lovely night," she heard Graham's voice on the phone.

"Oh! Hi Graham," she lowered her voice as she turned away from Andy. This was awkward, and she had nowhere to go. Andy's eyebrows shot through his forehead as he closed his eyes and took a couple deep breaths. He heard at least her end of the conversation.

"Seems we caught a case. Yes, I know, duty calls. Looks like it will be an all-nighter. Coffee this weekend? I'll have to get back to you. Thanks again. Night," she said as she hung up her phone. She really didn't want to discuss Andy's fixing her up with Graham right now at a crime scene.

"Lieutenant!" they both heard and turned to see Amy come briskly up to them, "tire treads to go with your car. If you follow me, I'll show you," Amy told him.

Andy had just about to say something to Sharon, but again, was interrupted. He turned to smile at Sharon, and she returned it with her eyes sparkling. Oh, Andy couldn't describe how beautiful she was. He winked at her as he turned to follow Amy.

Sharon smiled as she turned and walked away. Andy had stopped and turned again, where he stood there watching her. He really needed to speak with her and soon, but these murders were putting a damper on his social life.

Provenza walked up behind him, "Everything okay? I didn't hear any yelling."

Andy sighed, "Fine. I'm trying to not pry. She'd have told me if she wanted. Now, I've got to get her back. I had hoped to surprise her with breakfast before work, you know, drop it by the condo and maybe talk to her, but looks like someone had to go and get killed. Long night. I told her I was stopping for coffee for everyone. Just for being nice to me tonight, I'll get you coffee too," Andy nodded at Provenza before he walked off to find Amy.

"Idiots," Provenza mumbled.

The case continued to drag into the night. Andy saved everyone from total exhaustion with his coffee run. He even brought some sweets to share. Sharon's eyes got large as she realized he'd picked up a few of her favorites. Normally, she wouldn't take more than one tiny treat, but after her measly soup and salad for the entire day, she was starving.

Andy took note that Sharon took not one, not two, but three pastries and grinned. He hoped she'd take at least one. He'd gone to her favorite coffee shop, well really, their favorite coffee shop. Sharon always raved about their pastries, and he loved watching her enjoy them. The fact that Sharon took three confirmed to him that she had been taken most likely for Indian food. She really disliked it, which would be why she was so hungry and eager to eat three pastries. Andy chuckled. Baby steps.

Before the team knew it, it was already 8:00. Sharon told everyone to take a short break for food and to regroup at 9:00. She sat down in her office, weary, yet determined to solve this case. She sent Rusty a few texts, letting him know she'd been at work all night. He'd asked her how her date had been and had just replied with a, "Fine." Rusty didn't need to know anything further at this point.

Andy had planned to speak to Sharon during all this, but he got a call about the car he was tracking. Of course he did, he thought to himself. He looked into Sharon's office and noticed she looked exhausted. They all were; they'd worked all night, but he figured she could use a real meal. After he took care of his follow-up, he decided he was going to get breakfast at the diner, bring it to her, and hopefully talk to her while they ate.

He was knee deep in a phone conversation when he saw movement at the door. He figured it was the team, returning, but upon a quick glance around, he noticed most were already back from their break. Great. He hadn't even had his break, and they were already back. His call was taking forever.

"May I help you? I'm Lieutenant Provenza, Major Crimes." Andy heard Provenza ask the apparent visitor. Andy didn't even turn, knowing it had to be someone about the case?

"Oh, well, I'm looking for Captain Raydor," Andy heard and froze. He KNEW that voice and the guy attached to it.

Provenza's eyes rose, "Ahh, yes, Captain Raydor, well, her office is right there," he said pointing and gestured for Amy to alert Sharon. Amy jumped to her feet, knocking on Sharon's door and while he couldn't hear the conversation, he figured Amy was alerting Sharon to a visitor.

"Graham? Hi, what are you doing here?" Sharon asked as she walked out of her office. Provenza turned beet red, now looking toward Andy, who was still taking notes on his phone call. Andy looked painfully at Provenza. Yes, it was clear. Both men were aware who was here.

"Sharon, I felt badly you had to work all night, so I brought you some breakfast. Bagels and lox. I hope it's something you like," Graham smiled, holding the bag out to her.

Sharon was clearly embarrassed, which Andy knew. If there was one thing Sharon HATED was her personal life on display at the office, and her, Grahammy Boy had gone and done that. Andy caught Provenza's gaze and shook his head. Both men also knew Sharon didn't like bagels much, and even worse, she HATED lox. Grahammy Boy was certainly striking out on food choices.

"Oh, how thoughtful," Sharon commented, trying to school herself. She was blushing, clearly embarrassed. "Why don't you follow me to the break room where I can put these," she nodded.

Graham had a huge grin, and it was then Andy caught sight of him. He didn't think Graham had noticed Andy yet because his desk was out of the way. Well, it was perfectly IN the way, regarding its location to Sharon's office, but from where Grahammy Boy was standing, it would be hard to see Andy.

Sharon retreated quickly with Graham following behind her. The entire team had tried to look busy, knowing the Captain hated her personal life on display. Once she was gone, Provenza leaped up from his seat to make sure the coast was clear. Andy quickly ended his call, knowing this was a matter to discuss.

"That's Graham?" Provenza asked, looking at Andy. The whole team looked to Andy.

"Yeah, that's the guy," he sighed, shaking his head and closing his eyes.

"You definitely are the sharper dresser, Lieutenant," Julio chuckled, "Did you see-guy had on a purple shirt with a red and green Christmas tie. Lieutenant, you at least always match."

Andy gave Julio a snarky look, "Gee thanks. I was more in tune to notice how he brought breakfast, in particular, food Sharon absolutely hates."

"Graham," Provenza nodded, "with that name, he should have just brought crackers," to which the team started to chuckle. "That's what I'll call him-Graham Cracker."

Andy finally chuckled. He had been a nervous wreck, "I like that better than the Grahammy Boy I've been calling him. Graham Cracker it is."

"Sir, that's a bit odd to me. Takes out the Captain last night and shows up here with breakfast. Not my style," Amy noted.

"Flynn's either," Provenza noted, "No, Flynn just likes to wear the woman down after chasing her for years. Flynn, maybe speed things up a bit. Graham Cracker seem pretty set on wooing the Captain."

Andy sighed, "Yeah, I see that, Provenza! Let's solve this case so I can toss the guy."