Robert Sullivan sighed as he tilted the blinds to his office to give himself a better view of the station he commanded. He wasn't checking up on them, in fact he knew they were more than capable of doing what they needed to without him breathing down their necks, so he didn't. And his aim now wasn't to catch them out slacking off, all he wanted was to see one person and to see what she was doing and how she was.

Andrea Herrera, the one woman who had single handedly made him believe in love again. Given him a reason to smile and a reason besides work to get out of bed each morning. At one point, being the stubborn man he was he had nearly managed to destroy their newly found friendship and alienate her from his life completely. He had messed up and shut himself off from her when he should have done the exact opposite and she had just thought that he was more interested in his career than he was in her. Then on top of that her best friend Ryan Tanner died in her arms and then her dad had broken the news last that he was dying too. He knew right then that nothing was as important as the woman who had just ran crying in to her bunk and he knew he needed to go and be with her and just hold her. Do anything he could to stop her pain. So he had held her in his arms as she had sobbed like a baby. He had stroked her hair and gently removed the tears from her soft cheeks over and over again. He hated himself for never wanting to let her go, she was suffering and all he could think was that he never wanted another day in his life without this woman in his arms. But it was over all too quick and she had stood abruptly from him, leaving an Andy shaped cold spot on his chest, she had muttered that she had to go and despite his protests that he would accompany her home she had refused and rushed out the door desperate to get away from him.

The next morning in the station, he had tried to make eye contact but she hadn't even glanced at him. He wasn't taking it personally, she wasn't giving anyone the time of day, she had closed herself off and shut down. She was just a shell walking around the station on autopilot, doing what she had to do to get by. He has spoken to Captain Maya Bishop, her best friend. He needed her to watch out for her, check that she wasn't going to injure herself or worse on a shout. Firefighting was a dangerous game at the best of times, but when your head wasn't in it, the job was most likely lethal.

Maya had glared at him and muttered that Andy wasn't paying any attention to her since Maya had been chosen for Captain over her. This had incensed Robert and he had snapped back, telling her that she was Captain and it was her job to look after her crew, whether they wanted it or not and if she couldn't do it, he would replace her with someone who could. He knew he was being unfair, Maya was new to the role and he was only worried so much because it was Andy and he couldn't stand the thought of her being injured.

Despite her grief and his own struggles with drugs for his injured leg, they had managed to sort themselves out and begin a relationship. Give and take on both sides, along with a lot of talking, a lot of kissing and a lot of the other. And he had gained a best friend again, and a lover, and sooner than either of them had imagined; a wife. They didn't want to wait, they wanted Andy's dad to walk her down the aisle and it all seemed to make perfect sense. And it was helping, Andy was smiling again and his leg pain seemed less intense now he had Andy helping him through it. They were good for each other. Then came the storage facility fire and everything changed in the blink of an eye.

When he had entered the storage facility, the fire that ultimately took Andy's fathers life, he wasn't thinking, he was on autopilot. His wife was trapped with no way out and no air left in her tank to breathe. He would rather die than face the rest of his life without her, so that's all he could focus on as he stormed in there determined to rescue her or to be with her. After the smoke had cleared and they had found their way out, the realisation of how it had happened became immediately apparent and he had to rush to his wife's side to catch her as she crumbled to the floor, grief overtaking her, the rest of the crew immediately surrounding them, desperate to help their lieutenant and their friend. Robert removed her tank from her back and then bundled her in to his chest, walking her over to his car and helping her gently inside.

He had taken her to what was his, but now their apartment and gently helped her shower and dry before putting her to bed, where she had stayed for 4 days, not coherent enough to string sentences together at some points and shouting and crying out In her sleep at others.

So today, her first day back at work but just 5 days after her fathers death it was no wonder he was concerned for her.

He had stopped her before leaving the apartment this morning, brushing her hair from her pale face, she didn't look well. She was up and about and responding to conversation but he could tell she wasn't there, her heart wasn't in it. He wanted to refuse her request to go back but he was hoping it would be the distraction she needed.

"Look Andy, why don't you sit this shift out, no one will think any less of you. Give yourself some more time, you've hardly eaten anything."

"More time for what Robert? Time is not going to change anything. Whether I'm at work or sat at home, time will move on and Ryan will still be dead and so will my Papi. And my mom…". Her voice broke before she continued, "There are more people I love dead right now than alive, maybe it's me who is in the wrong place."

"Andy, don't, please don't ever talk like that. You are exactly where you should be. I love you. You're my wife. And I know it's hardly been an ideal time since we got married but it will get better, we have each other and that's more than a lot of people have."

Andy just stared at him, her eyes seemed empty, she didn't seem to compute what he was saying to her, she brushed past him.

"I'm going to work Robert, with your consent or without it."

And at that she had left the house and got in her own car to get to work.

And it was so hard, the others at the station didn't know they were together let alone married, so he knew he had 24 hours ahead of him where he would be unable to comfort her as she so desperately needed. It was going to be a long day.