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.
After trouble waking up and hurrying for a shower, Sharon and Andy were on their way to work. They had met Beth once again, she seemed to have been waiting for them to walk out the door, to jump on Andy again, and she hadn't seemed to be mad anymore about the night before. This thing was pleasant to Andy, he hadn't wanted to argue with his neighbour, but very suspicious to Sharon. If nothing else, this Beth seemed a little crazy and Sharon wanted to stay away from crazy people the most possible.
"Nervous to be back?" They were standing in the elevator and Sharon was silent and she looked nervous. Andy had offered to bring her back but she had refused, saying that they didn't have to raise doubts about their relationship: he was only there for her private care, and nothing more.
Andy exited the elevator with his sun glasses on and miming a gun with his hands, he looked at his left and his right, "clear!"
Sharon stepped out of the elevator, with her bag in one hand and her trench coat on the other arm. "You are an idiot sometimes," she turned off his amusement.
"Well, true," he took off his sunglasses and got close to her while they were walking, "but I think it's what made you fall for me, isn't it?" He whispered at her and the smirk on his face was making her annoyed.
"Shut up, and open the door," they had arrived at the glass door of the Major Crimes division. Andy opened it for Sharon and she took in a deep breath before she walked through it. "Goodmorning everyone!" She walked in her high heels, confident and straight to Andy's desk.
"Goodmorning Captain and, Flynn? What the hell are you doing here?" Provenza welcomed Sharon and was sending away his partner. "Get out before the Chief arrives and sees you,"
"Goodmorning everyone," Chief Johnson had just arrived.
"Too late," Provenza whispered and motioned him to move away. "Stay behind me."
"Relax! She's aware of my presence," Andy spoke to everyone. "Listen everyone, I am not here to work with you but as private care for the Captain."
"Private care, huh?" Tao was as surprised as everyone else.
"It was either this or directing you in the traffic and I don't want to see your faces as first thing in the morning," he pointed to Sharon with his head. "Her face is a lot prettier than all of yours,"
Julio raised his hands to ask a question, "how do you arrange the night watching, sir?"
"He sleeps on the floor and I give him two bowls, one for food and one for water, can we focus on working, please?" Sharon interfered into the discussion, visibly irritated by her collegues' curiosity and especially by Andy filling in the details as they asked. She had been clear he didn't have to say anything more than his current and temporary job situation.
The morning passed pretty quickly, with Sharon getting updated from her replacement about these past three days, and Andy sitting around bored and playing cards on his phone. They had moved to Taylor's space and from time to time, when he heard a theory from the other side of the wall, Andy had cleared his voice to make them understand it was not the right way to go to.
"Captain, can you take him away for a walk?" Provenza had headed from the wall and begged Sharon to get Andy away from there. His throat clearing was irritating him a lot.
Sharon had pushed him out of the murder room for some fresh air, "Andy you need to stop. You are not supposed to take part to the investigation,"
"I know. But it's hard not to," Andy scratched the back of his head. He knew he had no approval to take part into the case, but it was so hard because he could really help them, if not for what he knew about the victims, for his experience in the police.
"You will stay home tomorrow,"
"No way, Sharon! I'm not leaving you. No, no. Forget about it!"Andy stepped closer to her and she took a step back.
"Andy, you are too close. We can't!" She said it but she went against her own words. Sharon walked a step forward again, and then another and she was close to his lips. She had wanted to bite them, but she only kissed him quickly. Andy smiled.
"Umm, Ma'am." Julio appeared and Sharon immediately regretted her decision. "Chief Johnson wants to see you,"
"Julio," Andy stopped him before he could leave. "You didn't see anything," he wasn't asking he was ordering.
"Like you weren't kissing the Captain on the lips?" He repeated all he had seen.
"Yes, you didn't see anything, Detective!" Sharon joined them and took Julio's arm on the opposite side of Andy.
"But I saw it, Ma'am!"
"No Julio, you don't get it. You didn't." Andy stopped in front of him. "Okay, look. Yes the Captain and I kissed, and yes we are a little bit more intimate than it normally is around here, but you don't know anything about it," he warned him with a finger against his face.
"So you want me to lie?" Julio was confused.
"No, we would appreciate though if you could leave out this tiny detail," Julio was trying to speak but Sharon blocked him before he could, "otherwise tomorrow we will sit down and discuss that rage problem you had last month and that your Chief in command managed to let it slip."
Julio looked at both of them, "yes, Ma'am!"
They let him go and Sharon started breathing again, "this doesn't ever have to happen again!"
"Yes, Ma'am. Anything you say, Ma'am!" Andy agreed though that they were running a high risk, they needed to resist. They must show some strength and resist. He repeated it into his head a few times because it was necessary to.
He was still repeating it to himself an hour later, when he entered the ladies room with Sharon, kissing her passionately. He had made an "out of order" signal that he put on the door and locked it from the inside.
"This is so wrong, this can't happen!" Sharon continued saying it while his lips were tracing a path of kisses all over her body. They didn't have too much time, he couldn't flirt with her and there was no time for any foreplay. Sharon kept on saying they should have stopped, but Andy couldn't, and as much as he had tried to resist her, he didn't manage to.
"Your legs, they drive me crazy," he was stroking her legs while pulling up her skirt. He loved them. And she knew how much he did; she had been playing with her legs for the whole past hour, and he had tried to resist. She was crossing them and exposing for him to be teased.
There was something in Andy Flynn, that would send Sharon completely crazy, and that something would make her cross all the lines she had traced herself, of respect of the ranks, of not getting sentimentally involved and one for sure was never to explore sexual intercorses into the ladies room. But he had that something and she loved it.
She loved that he woke up her most wild instincts, that she had buried down into her heart, to the point that she even had forgotten to have them. Each one of his thrust, was now a reminder of those instincts, and as much as she was conflicted to follow them at first, she was enjoying every moment of it. She needed more, but she couldn't have it now. This had been just an itch to scratch at this moment, but they would have had a whole night for each other.
As they were dressing themselves up, Sharon had a fugitive look at Andy and smiled. "This has never happened,"
Andy pulled up his trouser's zip, "ohh like any other time has never happened. I don't know what you are talking about!" He winked at her.
They quickly had a look out of the door to see if anyone was coming and then they both walked out of the ladies room. Andy had almost forgot to take off the signal he had written, "this goes into my desk drawer. You never know when you are going to use one of these again," he snort-laughed at himself for the joke.
Sharon quickly noticed he had a smudge of her lipstick on his neck and hurried to clean it before they arrived to the murder room.
"Oh, Captain. These," Provenza took a bouquet of flowers and gave them to her, "are for you!"
"Lieutenant, what,"
"I didn't buy you flowers, I'm not that idiot," he gave a look to his partner.
Sharon quickly turned to look at Andy. He bought her flowers and had them delivered at work? Had he gone totally crazy? But Andy shrugged and made it clear he knew nothing about.
She had a look at the bouquet, trying to find a paper signed. It was hiding down, just right under the biggest and more colorful of those flowers. She picked it up and read it out loud, "soon." She was puzzled. Then like an intuition, something turned on into her mind, "what if…" she turned to Provenza. "Lieutenant who gave you these flowers?"
"I don't know, a woman," Provenza was vague and he couldn't remember, or he didn't even pay attention to who it was.
"Describe her!" Andy had understood Sharon's thoughts.
"Pale, little, I don't know," he shrugged.
"Her hair? Was she blonde?"
"No, brunette. Why?"
Sharon looked at Andy and they both understood that it wasn't Beth, but the thought it could have been her had really crossed their minds.
Andy saw the anxiety hitting on Sharon again. She had finally calmed down, and she felt protected at work. Just a few minutes ago, they were together and she was happy and satisfied. And now everything had been twisted again.
He put an arm around her, to reassure her that he was there and that he had understood what she thought, and that he knew she was scared. But he was there. He turned to the group, they were all wondering what was happening, why all those questions. Andy looked down to his partner's eyes as he spoke, "because I think that your killer was just in this room a few minutes ago."
