Who knew the weather would ever cooperate, Andy thought as he and Sharon walked hand in hand down the Hollywood Walk of Fame. They've been there a thousand times, but there was something about the atmosphere that drew them there every once in a while. This evening, it hasn't really been an accidental draw. Andy had planned it. He knew Sharon appreciated casual gestures, and he didn't want their evening to be overly pre-planned. He preferred to go with whatever happened.

"Oh, look, here's our favorite fake Elvis," Andy motioned towards a guy who was dressed as Elvis and was playing his guitar. When they first came here together, they were surprised to found out that they both knew him from their early days in the force. He used to be an acclaimed cop who, upon retirement, decided to fulfill his deepest passion and become one of the many mock artists at the walk of fame. He was about a decade older than them, and five years older than Provenza. When they first heard him sing, they discovered that he had a great singing voice. "Hi Captain Talbot!" Andy called out to him.

"Lieutenant, Captain, nice to see you again," the elderly fake Elvis smiled at them. It was then that Andy had a brilliant idea. He walked over to the former Captain and pretended to hug him affectionately while he whispered his request in Talbot's ear. The older man smile grew even wider and he began strumming his guitar. "God bless the day I met you, I want to stay around you, and so I beg you, let it be me…" he began singing and Andy took Sharon's hand and pulled her to him.

"Now we're like the tourists," he said against her ear as he began dancing with her in the middle of the street.

"Don't take this heaven from one, if you must cling to someone, now and forever, let it be me…" Talbot continued. "Each time we meet love, I find complete love, without your sweet love, what would life be?" Andy spun Sharon and pulled her back to him and she let out a giggle as she wrapped his arms around his shoulder and swayed with him. "So never leave me lonely, tell me you'll love me only," Andy paused and took both of Sharon's hands in his.

"And that you'll always let it be me." As he began descending to his knees, he spoke the last words of the song to her and took a box out of his jacket pocket. "Sharon, would you always let it be me?" he asked and opened the box. The surprise on Sharon's face was clear, but it took Andy a moment to hear the distinctive noise of an engine and notice that Sharon's eyes were no longer on him. She pushed him aside and charged towards Talbot, quickly bringing him down to the ground. It was less than a second later that he felt a gust of wind whooshing past him and heard a deafening crushing sound a moment later. When he looked backwards, he saw a car that crushed into a wall just a few feet from where Talbot, Sharon and he were standing only a moment ago. "Sharon?" he looked around him when he got up, feeling panic setting in when he didn't see her right away. The first thing he noticed when he finally located her was the blood that was oozing from her forehead. The next thing he saw was unnatural in which way her arm was twisted. "Shit, Sharon, this is bad!" he declared and cupped her cheek.

"I'm fine. Go check if the driver survived," Sharon said and walked towards Captain Talbot making sure he was okay.

"I'm alright, Captain," the elderly man said and patted her healthy hand. "Thank you for saving my life."

"The driver is dead. There's nothing we can do," Andy said as he walked back towards Sharon and Talbot. "But you are hurt, and that cut is bleeding pretty badly. I'm taking you to a hospital."

"Are you sure that's necessary?" Sharon asked.

"Your arm is broken," Andy declared.

"No. It hurts a little bit, but it's not that bad," Sharon argued.

"Trust me, it's broken. You just don't feel it now because of the adrenaline." It took Andy a few more minutes to convince Sharon that she was wounded enough for them to go to the ER, and then another couple of minutes to convince her to stay put until he brought the car. Andy had never seen Sharon sick or even running a cold, but he now found out that she was bossy when she was not feeling well.

The ER was as busy as it usually got, and by the time she was able to get an X-ray and an MRI, Sharon's head was throbbing, and her arm was pulsing with splitting pain. Andy tried to get the nurses to work faster, or at least to give Sharon a bed she could rest in rather than having to sit in the waiting room. He even flashed his badge, and Sharon was in such pain that she didn't even say anything about it.

"Andy, I'm not feeling so well," she said weakly and Andy noticed that she was a little green.

"I know sweetheart," Andy took her healthy hand and squeezed it gently. "Excuse me," he stopped a male nurse that passed by them. "She's feeling really awful. She hurt her head and her hand is broken. Can someone please give her some attention?" The nurse stopped by them and looked at Sharon.

"Ma'am," he popped one finger in front of her eyes. "Can you follow my finger?" Even though Sharon tried, her gaze was unfocused. "Okay, how about telling me how many fingers I'm holding up?" the nurse raised 2 fingers.

"Three," Sharon replied and the nurse.

"Okay, let me find you a bed," the nurse said, "And I'll get a doctor to look at you." Andy thanked him and the nurse walked away. It didn't take long after that for Sharon to finally receive treatment. After getting all the tests done, it was confirmed that she suffered a broken arm and a mild concussion. She was given some sedatives while a nurse stitched the cut on her forehead and cast her arm. Luckily for her the fracture in her arm was a simple one, and would probably heal within 6 weeks. She was admitted for the night and received some pain killers that made her drift into and off of sleep.

"I'm sorry for the way things turned out," Sharon mumbled weakly during one of her waking moments.

"Don't worry about it, you saved my and Captain Talbot's lives. If you didn't push us aside we would have been run over," Andy said and gently caressed the side of her face. Sharon swallowed hard. "Cotton mouth?" Andy asked and Sharon nodded slowly, regretting it the moment she moved her head. "Here's some water." Andy brought a straw to her lips and Sharon took a small sip and then another one before leaning back into the pillow and falling asleep again.

It was later that evening when Andy felt a hand on his shoulder, waking him from a swift slumber. Captain Talbot stood behind him.

"How is she?" he asked and motioned towards Sharon who was asleep.

"She'll be fine in a week or so," Andy responded.

"You dropped this when she pushed you aside," Talbot handed him the silver band with the elegantly cut diamond that he had given Sharon only a short moment before the car nearly ran them over. "I thought she'd like it when she wakes up." Andy thanked Captain Talbot for both the song he sang for him and Sharon before the proposal as well as finding and returning the ring to him. "Anything for my favorite LAPD officers," Talbot said and walked away.

"Andy?" Sharon mumbled, half asleep.

"Yes, sweetheart," he replied.

"Was that Captain Talbot?" she asked.

"Yes, he brought us your ring," Andy said and took her hand.

"Did I even say I will?" Sharon asked.

"You will what?" Andy looked at her with confusion.

"Marry you," Sharon said and Andy put the ring on her finger. "I really like this," she smiled just before she drifted back to sleep. Andy looked at her and gently caressed her cheek. He wasn't even sure she'd remember much of this particular conversation once the pain killers wear off, but he would be more than happy to remind her, and if needed, pop the question once again. One thing he knew for sure, she was letting it be him.

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