"Care to explain to me why we have that idiot Reynolds today from FID and not your baby momma?" Provenza glanced over to Andy who happened to be driving the car. The men were going back to interview a suspect, and FID had been called in on the case after a police brutality report was filed against the first patrol cops on the scene. Andy and Provenza had volunteered to go check on another witness, leaving the chief to deal with FID.

Andy gave him an irritated look, "I don't know, Provenza. I am not her keeper, not at all. Besides, remember, I'm not the father. That was dealt with long ago."

Provenza scowled at him, "I still don't get that. I mean, sure it sounded great, and I know I even told you that it was like a 'Get out of Jail Free' card, but honestly, Flynn, have you considered what that really means?"

"I have," Andy nodded. "Look, it's what Sharon wanted. I did as she asked."

"You have let her call the shots the whole time! You did what you wanted when you did her! She clearly wears the pants, and you've let her call all the shots." Provenza yelled. "That woman, and don't keep calling her Sharon because each time you do I get this awful visual, but THE CAPTAIN has held the reigns on all of this. It's still your kid, Flynn, no matter what a piece of paper says. You created the kid. You are telling me you are really going to be okay seeing Raydor with that kid in the building? As the kid grows, you'll be okay seeing him or her? I just don't know if you realize it, what you have agreed to do. Yeah, it sounds great. I know that, but even looking at my kids, I HATE, and I mean HATE all my ex-wives. I wouldn't trade anything, though, because-I'll deny this if you say it-I do love my kids, every single one of them, no matter how crazy his or her mom was. I love them, and I can't imagine walking away from them."

"Yeah, I'll deal with it. I already am. It's her baby, and while it is a piece of paper as you said, it's still a legal document. I mean, she could make me stay away with something crazy like a restraining order, so that's why I'm not trying to hover or ask more. It works. She's the one pregnant, going to the appointments, having her body change and all. I did that to her, and yeah, I know, we were willing participants, but it will be okay. I mean, the difference here with what you are saying is that even at one point, you were married to and in love with your kids' mothers. I am not. I wasn't even dating Sharon. We slept together a few times, and we created a kid. That kid will get a mom, and I'm okay with that because the kid won't get me for a lousy father."

Provenza eyed him again, "Well, where is she? Your little princess isn't supposed to be born yet, is she? The captain isn't in labor?"

"Nah," Andy shook his head. "She's not due until September. She's still got all summer, and trust me," he shook his head and continued, "anytime I see her in the building, she throws these looks at me, like daggers, those type of looks like you did this to me. I'm well aware. Kid is huge. She's huge-and if you tell her I said that," he smirked, "I'll deny it too. I feel badly the pregnancy is wearing on her so much, but like I said, she doesn't want my help."

"I know," Provenza added. "Guilt by association. She gives me very similar looks. I make sure to throw in your princess comment when I can, and that just ticks her off even more. So, what is she now-last I remember, she said six months?"

"Yeah," Andy nodded. "It's June 15, so just over six months. She's due somewhere around September 15, but she said the doc told her that might change with her age and health as it gets closer. I saw her about a week ago now," he paused to think. What is today? It's Thursday, so yeah, I saw her last Friday I think. I swear she looks like she's growing out of more maternity things, and for her sake, I do hope she has the kid earlier because she's already having trouble just walking with that much weight. I feel bad because she told me her other two kids had been really small, but Nic and Nate were huge at birth. Knowing her, she'll be irritated about buying more clothing."

"More, as in you know all about the clothing she's already bought? For not being the baby daddy as you claim, you seem to know a lot, Flynn," Provenza pointed out to him.

Andy shrugged, "I have tried to be a decent guy, Provenza. You know me."

His eyes narrowed as he stared at Andy driving, "What did you do? I know that tone."

"Nothing! I mean, aside from knocking up a police captain, what would you like me to say?" Andy yelled in defense. "I'm trying to be a good guy."

"No," he shook his head. "You did something. Fess up. Oh, did you tell your kids?"

"No! I'm not telling them! What would I say? Kids, I knocked up the captain on a work trip, which is probably breaking a regulation or two if I really looked. I signed away being a dad because I'm already a crappy one, but don't worry, because I made sure she has money for your half-brother or half-sister."

"Money!" Provenza's eyes widened and he looked to Andy, who then, realized what he'd said. Andy put his hand up to the side of his face, but kept his eyes on the road. "You gave her money? You aren't required to give her anything."

"Yeah, okay? I gave her money. I've now told you every detail. I didn't want to hear it from you, so I didn't tell you that," he sighed.

Provenza shook his head, "I told her you were a decent guy, but this," he shook his head again. "How much did you give her?"

"$10,000, and then I gave her another $500 to help with her clothing. From the looks of it, she needs more clothing," he sighed.

"Did she ask you?" he asked. "Flynn, that's A LOT of money!"

"No, the opposite, and she said she didn't want the money. I wanted my kid to have a decent start. It was my stipulation before signing the papers. I told her she could donate it to the church as far as I was concerned. I'm not discussing it. I gave her the money, and at least, I feel better about it."

"You paid her money after sleeping with her. Smooth, Flynn," Provenza grumbled. "Idiot!"

"It's not like that! Sure, I can see how it looks, but I gave her money for the kid. It wasn't like I paid her when we were done or something. Come on, Provenza! I never have to acknowledge my kid, but whatever. I'm okay."

"Sure, you are," he sighed. "Where is she, though? I don't know if I can deal with her detectives on this case. We've been seeing more and more of her department lately, and I don't like it."

"I don't know," Andy shrugged. "Maybe she had a doctor's appointment. I'm not her keeper."

"No," Provenza stated. "I asked the idiot, and he said she has been out since Tuesday afternoon. Something is going on with her."

"I don't know what you want me to do, Provenza. You tell me to stay away, and I have been. I mean, yeah, she's pregnant with my kid, but I'm staying away. I had a date last weekend, and I have another this weekend. I'm moving on just fine, just like she told me to do."

"Please, you have to reassure me your little indiscretion is a one-time thing? Please tell me you aren't going to go and get one of your dates pregnant now too? I never worried about that with the girls we'd date, but after the captain, you have me all paranoid," Provenza scowled.

"I'm taking precautions, trust me. That's not happening again," Andy groaned. "I am not focused on Sharon. I'm dating and trying to give her space. That is what she wants. I suppose if she needed something and actually had the courage to ask, I'd help, but she won't."

"Just make sure your kid isn't creating a health issue for her. As much as I don't like her, she's the only intelligent one in her division, and I can't stand working with the idiots we've gotten. I do have to say at least she's staying professional. You two had your week of passion, and I thought she'd take that out on our division. She might hate your guts, but at least, she's professional at work. Just see why she's not here," he snapped at Andy.

"Fine," Andy raised a hand in defense. "I'll check on her when we get done with this witness. I haven't asked about the princess in awhile anyway," he grinned. "Let's talk about something else. Oh, that memo today from the chief about that mandatory training," Andy noted. "I didn't look yet at the list, but are you going with me to the session in a couple weeks?"

"No," Provenza frowned. "Chief said she wouldn't let us go together anymore after we sat in the back and laughed last year. That got back to her."

"Oh," Andy rolled his eyes. "So, I'm going to the training in two weeks?"

"Yes, and I'm going in September. They have changed the format after all the feedback. It's just a one-day seminar now, one long day, but it's one day, instead of two."

"Well, that's a relief, but wait," he turned quickly and back to the road, "like 8-5?"

"Oh yeah," Provenza nodded. "They changed it from 9-1 each day and are now at 8-5 for one day."

Andy groaned and shook his head, "That's longer, then."

"They claim it's not because of lunch, but I guarantee it will be longer. The morning presenter will most likely run late, we'll get 15 minutes for lunch, and you know the afternoon presenter will run over too. Let's not forget the training is scheduled for July 3, so congratulations on such a great start to your holiday."

"Unbelievable," Andy sighed. "Who is going with me, then?"

"Tao and Julio," Provenza stated. "I'm going with Gabriel. I'm not sure when the rest of department is going. Chief keeps trying to get out of it, but I don't think even His Holiness can get her out of that. At least we are off for the holiday this July. We often get stuck with a murder."

"Great, just great," he sighed. "That means you and the rest of the team will go home around 3:00, while I will be stuck in that seminar with Julio and Mike. Whatever, it's not like I'm doing anything. Kids aren't going to be around either. Hey, we're almost here, so let's go over what we need for the case," Andy stated.

A couple hours later, after Andy and Provenza had talked to their suspect and driven back to work, Andy had a moment and decided to check on Sharon. He didn't want to admit that it was a bit alarming Sharon wasn't at work and hadn't been in a few days. He stepped into an empty room to call her before going back into the office. He'd told Provenza he wanted to use the restroom. It had seemed easier than explaining to Provenza that he couldn't stop thinking Sharon and the princess since the two had discussed them on their drive.

Instead of getting her, he got her voicemail, "Sharon, it's me. We're stuck with one of your goons today, and I'm checking on you and the princess. I wanted to make sure you were okay. Let me know, please." He hung up and thought a moment. She was probably fine and had probably gone to see one of her kids. He didn't expect her to check in with him. They weren't together, but it would be nice to know if she and the kid were okay. As he walked and pondered that, he realized that he was going to have to get used to the idea that he had no business knowing about the kid. The issue was out of his hands, just as he and Provenza had discussed. He let out a sigh and shook his head in almost defeat. The kid wasn't his concern anymore. It was the reality. As much as he wanted, though, it didn't stop him from being concerned right now. It would be just his luck his kid was causing trouble for Sharon just as he had over the years. Yeah, he wanted her to call. He wanted to make sure the two of them were okay. It was the just something he needed to do.