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A slow, rhythmic beeping gradually awoke Sharon from the darkness that had overtaken her. Her mind was a haze of confusion and her body felt like a useless pile of bricks, heavy and motionless. Even the slightest movement proved to be too much for her in this state. Her eyes refused to open and her limbs, just as stubborn, wouldn't move. Panic began to set in and she could hear the beeping increase in speed and volume.
"Sharon," a familiar, deep voice calmly called her name. She could feel warmth as Andy grasped her hand and gave a gentle squeeze. The warmth of his hand seemed to radiate throughout her entire arm leaving a comforting, tingly feeling.
" Come on honey, wake up," the voice sounded closer and clearer this time. His voice was shaky and exhaustion evident. Her facial muscles twitched when Andy leaned in a gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead; his hand coming to rest on the tiny bump that housed their child. Once again a warm feeling flushed over her and seem to lift the fogginess of her mind. With each passing moment her grip on reality got stronger until the fog was completely lifted. She could hear a chair being scooted across the floor and a gentle sigh when Andy took a seat.
Finally after what seemed like and eternity her eyes snapped open. She quickly surveyed the surroundings and realized it was a hospital room. Numerous tubes ran from her arms and she was now wearing a hideous purple hospital gown. Andy sat in a chair beside her bed soundly asleep, snoring softly. His face was scruffy and in dire need of a good shave. She could tell he had been there for a while.
The fogginess of her mind was gone but she was still very confused as to what was going. The last thing she could remember was Andy screaming her name and blinding pain radiating through her body. The wheels turned faster and faster and the events of the previous day gradually seeped back. She remembered the ill fated announcement of her pregnancy and losing her lunch in Provenza's lap. The play by play reeled in her head until she recalled hitting the cold cement floor of the murder room.
Slow and with much determination Sharon shifted her position in the uncomfortable bed and was met by a sharp burning sensation from her midsection. She gasped loudly, quickly pressing her hands against her now rigid abdomen. The pain intensified as she shifted again in the bed causing a deep guttural moan to escape. Apparently moving wasn't the best course of action at this point.
Her distress did not go unnoticed by Andy whom was quickly by her side. He could tell she was in pain but was afraid to touch her for fear of making it worse. Gently he brushed a stray hair from her forehead; subconsciously noting the beads of sweat forming along her hairline. She was whimpering quietly and her hands soothingly rubbing her bump. After numerous tense moments the pain subsided. She apprehensively readjusted her position once again and this time without pain.
After shuffling and finally finding a comfortable position she turned her attention to her worried husband. The look on his face clearly displayed how distressed he was over her current predicament. He awkwardly reached his hand out to her but pulled it back at the last moment. Sharon watched his movements taking in how much he looked like a scared little child. Finally realizing that he was to afraid to touch her she decided to take the initiative and pull him close to her. She wrapped her arms around his broad frame and breathed in his cologne. She broke their embrace and gazed into his chocolate brown eyes.
"Honey I'm fine," She whispered in his ear before reclining back on the bed. Her gaze fell once again on Andy with a questioning glance. She looked scared and it was obvious that she was still experiencing some discomfort. He could tell she was internally fighting with herself.
"So tell me what's going on? Is the baby ok? Her voice was barely more than a whisper. Small tears began to form in her eyes as she recalled the pain that had ripped through her when she tried to move. Her mind was a whirlwind of negative thoughts. The pain must have been a sign of something serious, right? Her hands once again came to rest on her slightly distended belly and began to lovingly stroke it.
"Shar, everything is fine. Baby Flynn's heartbeat is strong and is happily wriggling away in there. The doctor said you were suffering from dehydration and elevated blood pressure. The pain you felt was cramping from the lack of substantial fluids in your body. Then when you fell it looks as if you pulled a couple of your abdominal muscles. The doc assured that you and the baby will be ok. You are going to have some discomfort while your muscles mend but with adequate rest you will be back in peak health in no time." Andy leaned in a kissed her softly on the forehead. Her emerald eyes lit up and a huge smile formed on her lips. Before Andy could utter another word she pulled him close again and hugged him as tightly as possible.
Their display of affection was interrupted by a persistent knock on the door. Sharon craned her neck and glanced toward the semi ajar door. He heart swelled a little when she saw her entire squad in the doorway holding various brightly colored gifts and balloons. She broke her embrace with Andy and ushered them in with a tilt of her head. Andy pulled away and greeted his friends. Sharon watched apprehensively scared of what was to come. It had been no secret that she was not respected or well liked by Major Crimes. She wasn't sure that she had the strength to fight with them anymore. Still in deep thought, she didn't realize Provenza standing at her bedside with a goofy smile on his face.
"Captain, this is for you." Provenza leaned over and tied the string of a balloon to her IV pole before walking away giggling. He took a seat in a chair in the corner of the room and motioned for her to look at his gift.
Sharon was too shocked to even reply. Did he of all people just smile at her and bought her a gift. Oh no was is laced with poison or maybe strapped with explosives. Her eyes widened as the brain quickly formed the worse case scenarios causing her heart to skip a beat. She sat stiffed in the bed staring at the man with a look of confusion.
"Captain, chill out its not a bomb or something just look at the damn balloon," the old man could barely contain his laughter. It wasn't often he saw the Captain so flustered.
Slowly Sharon turned until the balloon was in her direct sight. The moment she read the front of the balloon the fear she had dissipated and she knew everything was going to be alright. She could feel a laugh working its way up from deep within. The high pitched laugh that finally escaped her mouth caused everyone in the room to stop and turn. They all stared at her like she had grown an extra head or something before they too looked at the cause of her giggles.
Scribbled across the balloon in bright multi colored letters "Congrats on Finally Getting Some Action!"
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