Tag to 5.06 Tourist Trap. No beta, all mistakes are mine. I apologize for running behind on updates, hopefully I can catch up before Monday night.

Thank you to all who have encouraged me to continue.

Andy Flynn couldn't hide the grin that slipped across his face at the sight of Sharon's car parked in his dark driveway. When he left the murder room for his meeting almost three hours earlier, she had still been celebrating Mike along with the rest of the team. Placing his car in park, Andy shut the engine off before grabbing his suit coat and tie from the passenger's seat. With a swing in his step, Andy hurried for the front door. Upon entering, the house was quiet, only a small lamp shown bright in the hallway. Locking the door behind him, Andy headed straight for his bedroom, his heart beating fast in hope of finding Sharon waiting for him in bed.

Frowning slightly at the empty bed, Andy noticed a sliver of soft light shining through the partially closed bathroom door. Quickly, he slipped out of his shoes, socks, pants and blue dress shirt. Clad only in navy plaid boxers and a white undershirt, Andy softly padded into the steam filled bathroom, the sweet smell of lemon filling the air. He paused just inside the door, the exquisite site before him stopping him in his tracks. The only light that shone in the bathroom came from several candles scattered about the open space. The one closest to the tub, lit a soft glow across her serene face. Her eyes were closed, her head rested on towel leaning against the edge of the tub. Her beautiful auburn hair twisted high on top of her head, her face devoid of the makeup that had been there hours earlier. He longed to trace the smattering of freckles that danced across her cheeks and nose. His eyes drifted lower to her perfect breast resting just below the water's surface.

"You're staring." Her voice was low, yet full of adoration for him.

"You're so damn gorgeous." Stepping closer, he balanced himself just on the edge of the tub, unable to stop himself, his finger traced along the edge of her jaw. "This is a nice surprise."

She smiled, her eyes slowly opening, the mossy green that met his dark chestnut shown bright in the candle light, "Your bath tub was calling my name, I just didn't have the strength to ignore it."

"Remind me later to thank my bathtub," that lopsided grin she loved so much taking her breath away. "Mind if I join you?"

"I'd be disappointed if you didn't," Smiling, her eyes traced over him as he quickly shed the rest of his clothing. Stepping into the tub, he slowly sank down into the calming water, settling between her legs, his head coming to rest just above her right breast. He remembered back to the very first time they shared a bath together. He had expected her to lean back into him but she had insisted that she wanted to be the one to hold him and he had to admit that there was no greater feeling on earth than to be captured in the warmth of the fragrant water with her magnificent legs wrapped tightly around him.

A deep sigh escaped him, "Mike seemed to be surprised tonight."

Her soft "hmm," vibrated against his ear. Her hands danced across his chest playing with the thick patch of salt and pepper hair there.

"What is it?" He questioned lightly, "you seem to have something on your mind."

She took the few beats of silence to find the right words, "I wish…no, I just thought that… you would be happy for Mike and his success with Badge…"

"I'm happy!" Andy interrupted.

She felt him tense in her arms, "Shh," she soothed, "Andy…" Her legs moved tighter around him, as her fingers began to move in a gentle circle against his chest.

"Seriously, Sharon…I can be happy for Mike and…disgusted by Badge all at the same time." The chuckle that escaped her came as a surprise to Andy so he shifted his head to look at her. "And you find this funny because…"

She bent forward, a tender kiss coming to rest against the side of his head. "I love you, have I said that before?"

"Maybe," he pouted slightly.

Another chuckle vibrated against his back, "Rusty said those exact words to me, not so very long ago."

"About Badge?" Andy shifted to look at her again.

"No," Rolling her eyes, she swatted playfully against his chest, "About you and me…He said he could be happy for me and disgusted by you all at the same time. Andy…" He gently traced his fingers down the toned muscles of her calf. "Remember what it felt like before…Rusty was fully on board with this, with us." She pulled him closer, her voice dipping an octave. "Remember how each eye roll and grimace made you wonder if we were doing the right thing?"

She felt his head tilt back against her, his hands coming to cover his face, "Aww, shit," he mumbled. "I've been a real jerk, haven't I?"

"Maybe, just a little." She whispered against his ear.

"Why didn't you say something?" He started.

"It was cute at first… I still think you're really cute." She ran her fingers across his chest, "And handsome…" She tweaked at his nipple, "And oh, so sexy." He couldn't stifle the low groan that escaped him. Her legs slipped from around him as he turned to look at her.

"Sexy huh?" he grinned.

"Oh yeah." Her eyes met his and the desire he saw reflected there still surprised him sometimes.

In one swift move, Andy pushed up from the sides of the tub. Once on his feet, he pulled a towel from the nearby shelf and began to dry off. Stepping from the tub, he wrapped the towel around his waist before turning to offer Sharon his hand. She didn't wait for him to dry her off completely before she pushed herself into his arms, intent on capturing his mouth. Both towels fell as he lifted her flush to his chest, her legs automatically snaking around his waist. He nibbled along the side of her beautiful, long neck as he slowly walked them into his bedroom, placing her gently on the edge of the bed. His hands wandered slowly down her firm body before coming to palm both of her breast. The feel of his strong hands gently teasing her still damp nipples was almost too much. She automatically arched into him as her hands sought the stability of the bed. Her head slowly rolled back as a moan escaped her lips. He could easily get lost in the gentle touch of her body, in the deep sighs of her breath. Slowly they made love, their bodies becoming one until they both fell over the edge.

Later that night, as she slept snuggly against his chest, he couldn't help but marvel at the woman who was now such an important part of his life. Every day she accepted him solely for who he was, every day he promised himself that he would do his very best to never let her down, every day the depth of their love and understanding for each other grew.