A/N: These characters aren't mine, the amazing James Duff has that distinction. Enjoy!

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Andy's perspective

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Like hell I'm letting her drop the guard. If she thinks I'm going down without a fight she hasn't learned anything. I'm not leaving her exposed and vulnerable. Not now, not ever.

She stirs in my arms and I tighten my grip around her waist, pulling her closer, "Good morning, Beautiful."

She mumbles a greeting and rolls over, her eyes still closed. I grin and kiss the tip of her nose, watching as a smile creeps across her face.

"It's time to wake up." I whisper, kissing each of her cheeks and then her forehead, "Sharon."

"Just a few more minutes." She begs, her voice sleep-laden, "Provenza can handle it."

"Come on, it's time to get up." I sing, gently kissing her lips before tickling her sides. This should wake her up.

"Andy stop!" She laughs, squirming to get away, "Okay, okay I'll get up!"

"That's better." I smile, capturing her lips as we both rise from the bed, "It's gonna be a long day."

"I know." She sighs, wrapping her arms around my waist before burying her face in my shoulder, "I really don't want to do this."

"I don't either." I nod, rubbing her back, "But we have to. We don't have a choice."

Today's the day we get briefed on our newest case, the man that looked like me.

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"What did you find out?" Sharon asks, stepping ahead of me and into the murder room, "Lieutenant!"

"Yes, ah, Captain," Provenza glances at us, "I need to speak with the two of you."

Dammit, now what? Sharon nods and we all walk towards her office.

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"What is it?!" I ask Louie angrily as I close Sharon's office door, "What?"

"Lieutenant, please explain." She asks kinder, "Now."

"Well I wasn't gonna be the one to tell them," he motions to the murder room, "about you!"

"Look, it's not relevant." I argue, "It's none of their business."

"Like hell it isn't!" He raises his voice, "We found something else if you two idiots would care to listen."

I quickly glance at Sharon and see her eyeing Provenza angrily, "What the hell is going on Lieutenant? I suggest as your superior officer you tell me what is going on right this instant."

"The victim's name is Andrew." He states, but I can tell he's holding something back.

"Lieutenant, I know there's more going on than just that. I'm not new at this." She grumbles, crossing her arms over her chest, "What else did you find?"

"The... Ah..." He scratches his chin, "Captain, the security videos and interviews you requested, it seems that Stroh somehow convinced everyone in that goddamned facility that he was a psychiatrist."

"And..." She coaxes, "What about the video? Did you get anything back from that?"

"Actually, yes." He sighs, "Stroh kidnapped a boy that looks like Rusty."

"And you couldn't have been bothered to call me?!" She raises her voice, anger welling up in her eyes, "Well?!"

"Taylor relieved you and placed me in command!" He argues, "We're following all the leads we have and continuing with the patient interviews. This is a goddamned mess, you can gladly take it back!"

"Lieutenant I think you need to remember who you are talking to." Sharon says coldly, "I'm not some suspect, I am your boss, and you must remain cognizant of that."

"Doesn't seem to be a problem for you and Andy-"

"Louie!" I raise my voice and grab his arm, pulling him quickly towards me, "Get back out there and work the damned case!"

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Sharon's in her own world, her hand is over her mouth and she's staring straight ahead. Kidnapping isn't something Stroh does.

"Call Rusty. Bring him here." I suggest, walking towards her and gently squeezing her shoulders, "Come here." I pull her into a hug and rub her back, waiting for her to process the new information.

"Andy, this was a mistake." She tries to pull away but I only hug her tighter, "Please let go." I loosen my grip and she steps out of my grasp, rubbing her eyes, "I put you in danger. I'm so sorry."

"Don't apologize Sharon, I put myself in this position."

"No you didn't." She turns away from me and crosses her arms over her chest, "It's like you said, 'I won't let you fall on a sword for me.'"

"Sharon, please think about what you're saying." I beg, slowly stepping towards her, "What do you expect me to do? I told you I'm going to protect you and Rusty, and up until now that was fine. What's going on?!"

"You're going to get yourself killed." She replies quietly, "I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you died protecting Rusty or me. As much as I love you, I can't have you doing this. I need you to move back to your place."

No. She couldn't be doing this. Not again.

"Sharon you dropped the detail, I won't."

"You will." She replies strongly, finally turning to look at me, "As a member of my protective detail, your services are no longer required."

"How can you do this so easily?!" I raise my voice slightly, trying and failing to meet her eyes, "How can you just push me away like this. We love each other, we were gonna get married. How can you act like nothing happened between us?!"

"You are my Lieutenant in the workplace. That is where we are. I need to go get Rusty." She picks up her purse and storms out of her office.

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"Cooper, hey, it's Flynn." I tap my fiver on the back of my phone nervously.

"Flynn, what's up?" He asks.

"Actually, I ah, I have a favor to ask you..." I scratch the back of my neck, "Do you have a minute?"

"Yeah. How can I help?" He asks excitedly.

"I need you to start an undercover protection detail for the Captain and Rusty. Immediately. Whatever it costs, I'll pay it."

"She'll pick up on it right away." He sighs, "Why do you want me to do this?"

"Stroh... He's closing in and she dropped the uniformed officers. She won't let me stay anymore either. I want to keep them safe."

"I'll do my very best Sir." He answers.

"Thanks, Chuck."