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"Hello there Captain."

"Lieutenant Provenza, what a nice surprise." She smiles as he sits, his cap in his hands, "How are things?"

"Y'know," he mumbles, "same old. How are you feeling?"

"Alright I guess, it's just a lot. Lieutenant Flynn and Rusty came in earlier and talked with me for a little while. It seems I've forgotten some things." She blurts out quickly. Provenza reaches over and places his hand on top of hers and she offers a warm smile.

"Here's what you need to know," he says bluntly in typical Provenza fashion, "You adopted Rusty, he's a freshman in college. He lives on campus but stays with you otherwise. Lieutenant Flynn is an idiot, there's more to it than that but it's not my buisness. Chief Taylor is worried sick about you," he says sarcastically, "and I quite enjoy being in charge."

"Oh I'm sure you do." She teases, giggling at his comments, "Louie?"

He nods his head to acknowledge her, it was unusual for her to use his first name, "Yes Captain."

"Would you happen to have an extra hat? I would really appreciate one."

"I'll see what I can do." He smiles, "Need anything else before I go?"

"No." She grins, tapping his hand as he begins to walk away, "Thank you Lieutenant."

The next few hours were relatively easy, filled with doctors, nurses, and meals she could barely eat. She was having a difficult time eating before the attack, now she was almost hopeless. She shook her head, frustrated at herself and longed for the feel of her hair swaying around her ears. So much had changed, but it wasn't all bad. She had another son and boyfriend who cared about her.

"Hey Beautiful." Andy greets quietly as Sharon opens her eyes, "How're you feeling?"

"Alright I guess." She replies with a breathy laugh, "Provenza came by earlier."

"He did?" Andy asks, surprise in his voice, "Well that's nice."

"I thought so." She smiles and slides to the far side of the bed, tapping the empty side as an indication for Andy to sit.

"I... I don't want to hurt you." He hesitates.

"Andy, it's okay." She assures him and he slips off his shoes and lays in the bed beside her.

"You still look gorgeous." Andy smiles lovingly and pulls her onto his chest, she obliges with a grateful hum.

"Andy?" She looks up at him, her emerald eyes starting to fill with water.

"What's wrong Sweetheart?" The concern in his voice causes her to smile weakly.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"Hurt me?" He asks confused, pulling her closer, "You're not hurting me.""

"No," her voice breaks and she shakes her head, "I don't remember what we had or what we were. I don't want you to be upset or sad when you look at me and don't see the woman you fell in love with."

She buries her face in his chest and starts crying, Andy running circles on her lower back, "You'll always be the woman I fell in love with Sharon." He kisses the crown of her head and continues to massage her back, "You're still the woman I fell in love with."

"Thank you." She looks up and smiles at him, their eyes meeting, a world of emotion flooding between the two, "May I?" She asks cautiously, gently running her finger on his bottom lip.

"Of course." He chuckles and presses his lips to hers, feeling her internally hum with pleasure.

They break the kiss and she smiles at him, a new warmth filling her eyes, "Why did we wait so long to do this?"

"I don't know Beautiful." He chuckles and gently kisses her lips, "I don't know."