Few days pass and they had hardly spoken. He couldn't speak to her. Obviously something was wrong with him since she hadn't trusted him in the least. Andy Flynn slowly pulls open the top drawer of his desk, smirking when he sees the small bean bag he had kept the past few years. It was the moment he realized there was more to this woman than she let on. Of course he remembered her from the meetings, but this was different. He picks up the bag, rubbing his thumb over the coarse cotton texture. He swallows after a few minutes, slipping it into his pocket. Flynn slowly turns off each one of the things before walking to the parking garage. He picks up his phone from his belt holster and calls a man he had come to trust with his deepest thoughts.

"Hello?" The man answers.

"Jim. It's Andy." He climbs into his car.

"Hey man. It's been a few weeks. How are you? How is Sharon?"

Andy nods slowly, "She had the baby. We named her Katherine Alice. We call her Katie."

Jim chuckles, "Sounds great." He shakes his head slowly, "I couldn't believe it when you told me the first time, man. I'm so happy for you."

"Yeah, thanks." He leans back in his car, "I thought about having a drink last night."

"That sucks, man. What happened?" Jim instantly connected with Andy. He had served in the war of Vietnam and had fought for peace ever since. Jim has always been mellow, a perfect fit for Andy's hot-headed nature.

Andy takes a deep breath. "When the baby was born, I asked her to marry me. I didn't have a ring at the time, but she said yes anyway. I finally bought a ring, had it specially made, actually, and she won't wear it."

"Why not?"

"I don't fucking know." He shakes his head, "I honestly have no idea. She was saying something about her ex-husband and him only being dead a few months and how it would upset her daughter..." Andy shrugs, "I think the girl knows. She's not stupid. Plus, there's a kid as proof that Sharon moved on a while ago."

"Have you told her any of that?"

"I shouldn't have to."

"No, of course not." Jim shrugs, "But you have a kid together. She's spending all her time with that kid. She might not know...or get the hint. Know what I'm saying?"

He had never thought of that, "Yeah..."

"She's still on maternity leave, right?"

"Few more weeks left of it, yeah."

"When my old lady had our youngest boy, she barely knew what day it was, more or less anything else. All her attention was on that kid." He nods, "Know what helps?"

"No, what?" Andy listens intently to the man.

"Take her out on a date. Ask someone to watch the baby and just take her out." Jim chuckles, "Easy as that."

Flynn smirks, nodding, "Ya know, that doesn't sound half bad." He shakes his head, pausing to think for a moment, "Actually, I've never actually taken her out before."

"What?"

"It's always at work or at her house. We'd stay in and order out. We had to keep being together a secret, but now that there's a kid between us, no one is fooled anymore." He smirks, sitting up in the seat.

"Sounds like hell."

"It was, especially when you want to take someone that beautiful out to show them off...Show people you managed to get this gorgeous woman." Andy grins, "That's what I'm going to do. Thanks, Jim."

"No problem, and Andy?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't drink, even if your ass is falling off." Jim smirks as he disconnects the call.

Andy nods slowly, driving back home. He walks into the door of the bungalow, glancing around, "Shar?"

"In here." Sharon's voice wasn't yelling, or even loud.

He follows the sound, smirking when he takes in the sight of his daughter and girlfriend, cuddled next to one another on the bed, "Hey." He whispers.

She smirks, her eyelids heavy as she glances to him, "You're home early."

"There hasn't been anything which...I don't know if it's good news or bad news." Flynn shrugs, "I was thinking about something."

"Like?" Sharon listens, lying there with her arm under the girl's head.

"What night is it that Rusty doesn't have chess club?"

"Tomorrow. Why?" She adjusts her head, rubbing her cheek against the pillow to move hair that was tickling her face.

He slips his hands into his pockets, nodding, "Let's go out."

Sharon furrows her brow, then raises one, "Go out?"

"Yeah, you know, dinner...and dancing?" He smirks, "Never actually been out before. She can stay with Rusty and...we can have our first date."

The woman giggles softly, "Andy, we're too...deep into this for a first date."

"I don't think anyone is too deep into anything to have fun...to show how much you love someone." He sighs, glancing toward the window before looking back to her and how beautiful she looked lying there with their daughter, "Do you not want to go?"

She stares at him, "Of course I do, Andy, it's just Rusty only has that one night a week to come home, do his homework, and veg out." Sharon shrugs, "What if I call Andrea or..." She shakes her head, "I don't know, Gavin maybe?"

"I have a better idea." He nods slowly, "I know just the person." Andy walks from the room.

Sharon gently slides her arm from under her daughter's head, making sure the girl is secure before she follows him, "Who?"

Flynn is already on the phone, "Louie...yeah...No, I didn't get any Dodgers tickets. Hey, could you watch Kate tomorrow night?"

She opens her mouth to say something instead waving her hand for him to stop.

"No, Sharon doesn't mind. I know Liz has been asking." He smirks.

Sharon stops, gently placing her hand on her chest as a soft smile breaks across her face.

"Yeah, I'll tell her to handle it. Thanks, Louie." He disconnects the call, locking the phone into its holster, and looks to the woman before him, "Well?"

She shrugs, shaking her head, "I have nothing to wear for a date."

"I guess you should get on that then." Andy leans forward, wrapping an arm around her slender waist and planting a kiss onto her lips.

"It's been over thirty years since I've been on a date."

"Don't tell people that, they wouldn't believe you." He smirks.

Sharon giggles softly, looking into his eyes a moment before leaning into him, needing his warmth against her own. "I don't like disagreeing with you...I don't like not talking to you."

"Me either. That's why we need this." Andy glances down to her before pressing his lips against hers again, "I want to show you off."

She blushes slightly, seen more that she was without makeup while being confined to her home with her infant daughter, "Show me off?"

"You look beautiful, Sharon. You always do."

Sharon sighs, leaning her head against his chest, "I look a mess. I smell like baby spittle, my hair couldn't be messier, I have no makeup on." She shakes her head, "I do not look beautiful."

Andy smirks, "Can I show you how beautiful you look?"

She tilts her head to the side, smirking, "Yeah, alright, but when the baby cries, you're getting her. I want to take a shower."

"Absolutely." He leans down, kissing her neck softly, "We could do this in the shower...kill two birds..."

She quickly nods, taking his hand and leading him to the shower.

Andy walks past her and pulls her with him, into a kiss as he backs her up against the tile covered walls. It had been months for them. He didn't want to hurt her or the baby when she was pregnant, sure old wives' tales, but he didn't want to take the chance. He needed her in every way lately, and he never knows why.

"God, Andy." Sharon breathes into his ear, gently pushing the jacket from his shoulders and tossing it to the side, her fingers move to the buttons on his dress shirt.

Andy smirks, kissing her as she fingers the buttons of his shirt, "I think you need this too."

She nods, "I'm a woman."

"Yes, you are." He nods, trailing his lips to her jaw.

"Women have needs."

"Mmmhmmm." Andy slides them to her neck.

"And those needs must be met on a regular basis or said woman goes crazy." She pushes the dress shirt off his shoulders, "You deal with that one." Sharon motions to his white undershirt.

Andy chuckles, pulling it over his head. "And you?" He takes his pants off, tossing them near his jacket.

Sharon nods, removing her own button down silk top, then her maternity bra, and placing them delicately to the side, as well as the jeans that hugged her body in all the right places. "It's been months, Andy." She walks past him, turning on the water to the walk-in shower.

"Yes, it has." He tilts his head to the side, watching her every move. The sway of her hips, the muscle tone of her thighs, "You've been exercising?"

"Walking in the mornings." She turns to face him again, shrugging, "Lifting our very large daughter." She smirks, "That's all."

"Well, you look amazing."

Sharon rolls her eyes, "Come on." She reaches her hand toward him to walk into the shower.

He follows her intently into the very close quarters, backing her against the wall once more as he kisses her deeply, his tongue slipping into her mouth against her own.

She smirks, knowing it is best to let him have his way with her. She trusted him in that way.

Andy trails his lips to the front of her neck, causing her to tilt her head back. He smirks as they glide to her collarbone, hearing her hiss. "Trust me?"

"With my life, Andy." Sharon's voice hinges, closing her eyes. She brings her hand to the back of his head, gently raking the nails through his silver hair. The other hand reaches to his growing manhood, pressing her palm against it.

He groans, smirking, "Shar." He whispers into her ear, pulling his head back to look her in the eye.

"It's been months." She swallows, the water cascading around them. Sharon leans in, kissing him gently.

Andy gently lifts her thigh to his hip, stroking it softly. Thin and muscular. They were one of his favorite attributes. She worked on them via walking and jogging and he loved watching her do so. Leaning into her more, he kisses her mouth deeply. He couldn't get enough of her. Never could.

"Don't wake the baby." She hisses, their closeness needed for her as well.

"That will be your problem." He reaches a hand down to her warm opening, slipping a finger inside as his thumb presses against her button. Her body tenses ever so slightly, causing her to almost jump. Andy can feel her and smirks again, "Relax."

"I'm trying."

"Really." Andy's lips press against hers as he slides himself into her, picking her other leg up around his waist and using the tiled wall of the shower for leverage. The hot water of the shower causing the bathroom to steam quickly. He rocks his body gently with her, keeping his lips against hers to keep her quiet.

Sharon breaks the kiss for a moment, putting her head over his shoulder as she remains at his will, a low, throaty moan escapes her lips, causing him to smirk and increase his pace. His hips pushing against her own, which she willingly accepted and returned the favor. It wasn't beautiful, it was never beautiful between them, but it felt amazing.

He places his hands on either side of her head, dipping his face down to her breast, gently kissing across them. His hips never cease in their rocking into her. Andy notices her breath begin to increase and it causes him to grin. Her nipples raw, thanks to the suckling of the daughter they shared.

"I'm...I'm close." Sharon mumbles.

"Me too." Andy moves, quickly taking hold of her hips as his animalistic tendencies begin to take over. His anger and frustration not helping his intention of being gentle. Her body light as he bounces her on him more. He moves a hand to her mouth when he hears her rev up to scream in her climax. Andy lasts a minute more, wrapping his arms around her as he climaxes hard within her. Leaning his head against the wall as to catch his breath.

"You said you'd be easy." Sharon's chest rises and falls, catching her breath as well as she stares at the ceiling. Her legs still wrapped around his waist.

"Sorry, I..." Andy glances up to her, "I'm sorry..."

She shakes her head, slowly lowering her legs from him. Sharon places a shaking hand on his cheek, "We need to wash up...quickly. Kate will be up at any time."

"Really, Shar-"

"It's okay." She looks him in the eye, "It's okay." Sharon nods her head, pecking the corner of his mouth as she hands him his bar of soap.