Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own words and surely the mistakes. These two characters were created by James Duff for The Closer/Major Crimes, I just borrowed them for my story.
It's a fictional story that possibly violates all reasonable concepts of what these two would actually do, but that's the fun of writing a fanfiction.
Spring 2012
Sharon had returned from Park City and they had talked and discussed their relationship status. Nothing had really changed in Andy's feelings but many things had changed for Sharon, from another talk heart-to-heart talk with her father, he made her notice that from the previous year she was less happy and more concerned and stressed. Maybe it was just work, or maybe she was getting herself too much involved into a relationship she may not want to be into. Her father didn't know, but Sharon knew. She wanted more with Andy, but she couldn't have it, and so she had "broken up" with him.
It had been over a year since their last discussion and the last time they had even kissed. Sharon had now been assigned to work with Major Crimes division more closely, with the pending case of finding the mole who was telling everything to Goldman before they even knew, she had been completely focused on work to ignore Andy's attentions. He wouldn't stop looking at her for the whole time she was in the same room with him, she could feel something in the air, but couldn't be sure it was him watching her.
She only noticed it that night they had been all ruled out for a murder case. "Captain, wow!" Chief Johnson welcomed her on the crime scene. She walked into the protective tent wearing a black cocktail dress, with an emerald green scarf covering her naked shoulders, and a simple pair of black decolleté.
"I was at a dinner," she cut off the compliments and put on her glasses while writing notes on the call logs. "What do we have here? Who was the first to arrive?"
"It's a double homocide, ma'am. I was the first to arrive at around 10.30pm," Julio appeared behind Buzz who was filming the scene.
"I arrived 10 minutes after and Lieutenant Provenza with me," Tao added.
Sharon was taking note of everything, "A date huh?" Andy went closer and questioned her.
"Yes, Lieutenant. When did you arrive?" She didn't raise her look from the papers.
"3 minutes and 20 seconds ago," he replied with a smirk. Andy tried to get closer to her but she moved away to reach Chief Johnson.
He couldn't avoid and notice that she was wearing the pendant he had bought her for her birthday: a golden heart-case in which she had put a photograph of her children as kids, to bring them always close to her heart. He knew how much she cared and loved her kids and that gift was a perfect choice for her, in fact she had loved it so much, that she had kissed him for a very long time that night.
"So you were on a date, nice guy?" In a moment of break, while everyone was getting a coffee, Andy had approached to Sharon and questioned her.
"Yes, a very interesting man."
The truth was that her date had been long over before she got a call. She had met him in line at a patisserie on a Sunday afternoon, and they had talked while waiting. He was an accountant and at first he seemed an interesting man to her, they had managed to spend a few afternoons in a cafeteria, just talking. She found him interesting. That was until he had asked her out on a date, and for the most part of the evening he had gone on and on talking about his job and desire of a family, that he had never been able to form because of his career. On her part, during the whole time of the evening, Sharon had been quiet, listening to him but not really paying attention to what he was saying, her head was wandering elsewhere and, on a few occasions, it was wandering to someone else. By the end of their night, he had accompained her to the door of her condo and when he had leaned in and tried to kiss her she had shut her door without even saying goodbye.
"I am surely going to meet him again, to make up for the interruption of tonight," she said with a smile and walked out with her coffee mug in her hands. She knew she wouldn't have never called him back, not even if he was the last man standing on Earth, but Andy didn't have to know that.
As she walked out, she had a look with the back of her eye at him. He was still standing, serious and visibly angry. He was jealous!
He walked faster to reach her, "What's his name?"
"Why do you care?"
"Well a man is dating a friend, I would like to know his identity at least. What's his name?"
They had arrived to the murder room already, and everyone now had their coffee and was filling in the information on the white board. "Daniel, his name is Daniel." They turned when she entered saying it.
"Pft, what a stupid name," Andy shrugged and moved to his desk.
"You mean that Andrew is better?" She said sarcastically.
"Andrew is impressive, it's classy. Daniel is the name of the boy around the corner of the street with a terrible taste in baseball, I may add."
"Are you serious about it? No, nevermind. It's none of your business, Lieutenant!" Everyone turned around, they couldn't believe she had just replied to him like that and in front of all the others. For the whole time they had worked together with the Captain, she had always been put, never losing it, and never showing any type of emotion. They could all see now that he was pushing her buttons, and she was reacting with irritation to this. It wasn't common for her, and it was out of character for her.
The whole evening and the day after had passed quickly and Sharon had been nervous and angry for most of it. She hadn't appreciated Andy's comments about her date and in front of everyone; they had managed to keep a good work relationship, despite their past, and she felt now it all had screwed up and she was again on the mouth and thoughts of everyone, and they didn't need to intrude into her private life.
A knock on the door wiped away her thoughts and brought her back to reality, "What do you want?" She opened the door and the anger came back. Andy was standing in front of her.
"May I come in?" He leaned forward to look inside the condo. "Or maybe you are busy? Is he here?"
"Lieutenant Flynn, what are you doing at my place and what do you want from me?"
"Sharon, please. Is he here?" He insisted.
Sharon gave up on questioning him and finally replied, "No. Why do you care to know?"
"Because if he was here that would be awkward," he moved two steps closer and took her face in his hands and kissed her. She had wanted to step back, to slap him, to shut the door in his face, but she couldn't. Instead she grasped his sides with her hands and dragged him inside.
They walked their way to her bedroom, kissing, and getting undressed on the way to it. Sharon knew it was wrong, she would probably regret it the morning after, but at the moment it was the only thing she wanted, and so it was for Andy.
All they needed and wanted, it was to be with one another.
