So, I don't want to focus on any cases in this fanfic so let's just skip to the end, shall we? This chapter takes place after Major Crimes closes up the case involving the Mayor's dead mistress...

Sharon entered Major Crimes Division after the annual parent's meeting in Rusty's school, only to find her entire team there chatting loudly and having a seemingly good time. She stood out of view for a little while to build up enough courage to join them, if they insisted. She was never quite comfortable in large social gatherings and always avoided them whenever she could. This was one of the perks working in FID provided; she may have been hated by many, but at least she wasn't constantly invited to the police bar with coworkers. Finally snapping out of her thoughts, Sharon let out her breath the she apparently was holding in and briskly walked into the murder room, in view of her coworkers. Tao was the first to welcome her.

"Captain! What are you doing here?" The rest of her team turned towards her. She tried to ignore their stares and not look too embarrassed. Oh how she hated to be stared at.

"St. Joseph's had a parents' meeting so I went. I still have this case's report to complete but I left all the paperwork on my desk so, here I am. What are all of you still doing here? It's after six."

"Oh we were just hanging out for a while but-" Sykes was interrupted by Sanchez.

"-We were planning on heading to the bar soon."

"Oh," Sharon added. She narrowed her eyes, her face plastered with her signature scrutinising look. "If I recall correctly, most of you were at a certain restaurant just yesterday. Should I be worried about the level of alcohol intake?" Her team was speechless, more out of shock than guilt, however Provenza was clearly insulted.

"Listen, before you decide to run over to FID and report anyone, let me give you a little advice. Not everyone turns into an alcoholic after enjoying a few drinks with their colleagues. No offence Flynn." Flynn shot him an annoyed look and rolled his eyes.

"Maybe, but to prevention is better than cure, Lieutenant. I am just sounding my concern." Sharon's attention was fully focused on Provenza, who was absolutely annoyed now. She began regretting ever saying anything, but there were some habits that even she found hard to break. She spent her entire career keeping the police officers in line and in control and it was what she was good at. It was what she felt comfortable doing. And honestly, she was just looking out for her team. Provenza, however, didn't seem to understand that.

"Look, Captain," he was now on his feet. "When I am ready to have my life micromanaged, I'll give you a call." Provenza turned to his team again. "Guys, I'm heading out now so see you there," he said then picked up his jacket and stormed out of the murder room. All eyes were now back on Sharon. Boy did she hate this! Just when she and Provenza were kind of making progress. Maybe there was some truth behind her nickname after all. The air, now thick with awkwardness, was stifling everyone in the room. She could sense that they all wanted to leave, but how rude would that be. She decided maybe it's best to fall on the sword and leave first so the others would feel less uncomfortable. As she turned to go, Flynn got up and called her.

"Captain Raydor."

Oh great she thought as she looked at him. "Lieutenant?"

"Trust is important between coworkers, you know. Especially on the Police Force."

"I agree. And part of that 'trust' entails looking out for the well being of your colleagues."

"Yeah, well-"

"-Lieutenant, I know what you mean, however I am not merely your coworker, but I am your boss. My job is to keep you in line and that is all I am trying to do here. I see that I have offended you all, and for that, I'm sorry. I hope you have a good time, honestly but please take my advice. It is a good practice to keep your... bar visits under three times a week." Not waiting for a response from her still-shocked team, Sharon turned away and walked to her office. As she reached the door however, Flynn called her again. She turned.

"If you want, Captain, well-uh I don't know- if you don't have any plans, you could actually monitor us...yourself?" He could here the snickering behind him and prayed Sharon couldn't. That would really tick her off now.

"Thank you for the invitation, Lieutenant, but I think you all have seen enough of me for the day," she chuckled, "and besides, I am going to have a little chat with Rusty tonight."

"Trouble in school again?" Tao asked.

"Not exactly, but he has been keeping secrets from me that may hurt him academically. I think he may need another pep talk."

"Well Captain," Flynn said, returning the conversation back to the previous issue, "You are welcomed anytime."

"Than you, but I don't think everyone would be on board with that." They all knew the said individual to whom she was referring.

"Well it isn't his decision to make, so the offer still stands." He smiled softly at her. He really needed to get over this crush...bad!

"Thank you...for the offer, Lieutenant. I really do appreciate it." Sharon smiled back at him, wished everyone goodnight and headed back to her office. Flynn knew she was just being polite and may never take up the offer so he sighed to himself and walked back to his desk. He hated how detached Sharon was from the team and couldn't help but blame it on his colleagues and himself. Hell, it probably was the entire Force's fault! The more things change, the more they stay the same.

Sharon could really use hearing Andrea's voice right now. She could do with some serious comforting so as soon as her office door closed, she pulled out her phone and dialled the blonde's number. Thank God at least Andrea is completely on my side she thought as the phone rang. She sat back in her chair, closed her eyes and focussed on the voice she heard answering on the other end of the call.