"It's going to be a good day." Sharon calls as she walks through the bungalow, "Coffee is on, Rusty, Bread is toasting." She peeks her head through the opening of his bedroom entrance.

"Why are you waking me up so early?" Rusty grumbles, turning over.

"Because you're going to school. If you want to go for a half day, I can write you a note, but you have to go for a little bit." She nods, walking back to the kitchen, pulling out a packet of oatmeal. Sharon grins to the baby seated in her simple bouncer on the kitchen island, "Come on." She calls again, pulling her sleeve back and checking her wristwatch, "You have forty-five minutes to shower, eat, and be out the door in order to be to school on time."

"Seriously?" He calls, slowly thumping toward the bathroom.

"I am very serious." Sharon nods, smiling to her daughter again. "Today will be a good day, little one." She lets Kate hold her finger, "We're going to the hospital to visit your sister and you're going to behave as babies do."

Rusty hears Sharon's line of comments and chuckles to himself as he turns the shower on. He removes his clothes and washes away the sweat from the night before. Dreams of his life before this one haunt him regardless of what he accomplishes each day. He quickly gets out, changes into his uniform, and jogs to the kitchen, "How much longer do I have?"

"Plenty of time." Sharon sits at the island, next to Kate, eating her bowl of oatmeal, "I made you toast." She motions to his plate, "Flynn found you a jar of apple butter."

"He did?" Rusty grins, sitting at the end of the island, smiling to Kate, "You're doing great with her, by the way."

"I've decided that...I need to stop pushing her off on you so much." She nods, "It's not fair to you."

"It doesn't really matter. I like it. We hang out." Rusty smiles, "Just...don't cut me out-"

"Rusty, that's not-"

"I...It's the first time I've ever been able to be a brother and I like being a brother. I like it a lot. So..." He shrugs, "My friends think it's funny when I take her places and put her in baseball hats and the girls...have I mentioned the girls I get with her?"

Sharon rolls her eyes, leaning back a little, "You know what I mean, Rusty."

Rusty smirks, taking a bite of the apple butter smothered toast, "This is so good." He offers the piece of toasted bread to the older woman, "Take a bite."

"Where did you even hear of this stuff?" She leans in, biting the bread and smiling, "That is really good."

"Jake's mom is from the east coast. She lived on a orchard. Her parents still live there and ship it to her all the time. I tried it when I spent the night there." He nods.

"Very nice. I'll have to tell Andy to buy it more often."

"Where did he even get it?"

"I have no idea. I didn't ask any questions." Sharon waves her hand in the air, smiling, "Now, finish up, you can be there a little early. I hear it reflects well when you haven't been there for a stretch of time." She replies, sarcastically.

"I am." Rusty smiles, finishing his toast, he leans in, kissing her cheek before grabbing his bookbag and running to the door.

"Have a good day." Sharon calls after him, finishing her bowl of oatmeal, "Now, Kate. Today is a girls' day. You and I are going to visit your sister and see when they're going to allow her release." She smiles to the baby who watches her every movement with her large green eyes. Sharon cleans up from breakfast, slipping the plates and glasses into the dishwasher. She lifts her daughter from her seat, "Come on, little one."

The baby rests her head against her mother's chest, curling her body to fit against the woman's slim frame. Knowing it is her mother based strictly on her smell. This was comfortable for her. A part of her wishes her mother would do so more often.

Sharon smiles again, kissing the top of the girl's head. Lying her on the unkept bed in the room she shares with Rusty, She chooses from some of the clothing Gavin had bought her, "Armani jeans? I didn't know they even made these things for people your size." Sharon shakes her head. She bathes the baby and then dresses her, making sure to keep her insecurities to a minimum as to not cause the infant to panic. She selects a headband and stretches it onto the girl's head. Tilting her head to the side, she smirks, "Perfect."

The ride to the hospital was uneventful, but things were okay. The baby didn't cry, or even whimper. Sharon considered it an achievement. Removing the infant seat from the car, as well as the diaper bag, she enters the hospital with a grin on her face. She steps to the room her daughter had been held in for days, only to see that it was empty and the bed made. Sharon swallows, thinking the worst. She stops a passing nurse, "Excuse me, where...where is Eve Raydor?"

"Who is Eve Raydor?" The young man places his hands on his hips.

"The girl who was in this room. My daughter. Where is she?"

"Oh." He nods, smiling, "She was discharged."

Sharon furrows her brow a moment, "She wasn't supposed to be discharged for another day or so."

He shakes his head, "A police officer said she was needed at the station. She was fine, as you know."

"You people were keeping her for psych consultation." Feeling the anger start to rise in her, she hears the baby whimper, "What was the officer's name?"

"Um...if you give me a second, I can find it out for you." He starts to walk toward the nurses station.

"Please do." Lifting the car seat up so her daughter is eye level with her, "You're okay." Sharon places the baby's pacifier into her mouth, "We have to find Eve." She says softly.

"Mrs..." He tilts his head toward her, fishing for her name.

She walks closer to the man, "It's Captain Sharon Raydor of the LAPD. Who was my daughter released to?"

The young nurse swallows, looking back to the computer in front of him, "The officer's name was Lieutenant Andrew Flynn of the LAPD. Do you know him?"

She laughs a little to herself, what was happening? "I do, very well. Thank you very much." Sharon turns on her heel, pulling out the phone from within her pocket and dialing Flynn.

Andy sits in the young woman's apartment, picking up his phone from his pocket when he hears his girlfriend's ringtone, he touches the screen and brings it to his ear, "Hello, beautiful."

"Don't you Hello Beautiful me. What the hell did you do with Eve?" She clicks the infant's car seat back into the base, located in her car. Sharon closes the door and stands next to the car, "What gave you the right to-"

"She wanted to leave, Shar. She hated it there."

"Of course she hated it there, Andy, no one likes their stay at a hospital." She raises her voice, "Where is she?"

"She wanted to go to the office. I may have waved my badge around a little, but she is the one-" Andy attempts to explain.

"Why does she want to go to the office?" Sharon shakes her head.

He pauses, "Provenza didn't call you?"

"No, Provenza didn't call me."

"She has been cleared, Shar. She didn't kill that guy. The guy who did kill him, did so to protect her."

Sharon gives a sigh of relief, bringing her hand to her chest, "She should be at home, resting."

"She's just like you, you tell her that." Andy grins, sitting back on the posh sofa in Eve Raydor's living room of her condo.

She smiles slightly, "Is she okay?"

"She's pretty high right now, so she feels no pain." He tilts his head to the side, seeing the girl through her open bedroom door. She had her pants on and her bra, the wounds to her midsection bright and angry. He tilts the phone up, "Do you need help, kid?"

Eve slowly glances over to the man, "No, I...I think I've got it."

Sharon smiles, hearing them, "Thank you, Andy. Let me know when you get to the station?"

"Yeah."

"And call me if you need me to get her?"

"Okay."

"And take her to our house when you're finished there?"

"Anything else, Sharon?" He smirks.

"No, I um...I thought something bad happened to her." Sharon bites her lip.

Andy smiles, "She wants to thank the guy who saved her life. That's all. I won't let her stay much longer than that."

"Okay." She swallows, glancing through the back seat window to her now sleeping daughter, "Let her know the plans."

"I will." He smiles.

"Kate is all dressed up." Sharon smiles a little, "We were going to make a day of it."

"Bring her to the office in a little while. Hobbs will probably be there, It was her brother in law after all."

"It was what?" She shakes her head, "You need to tell me everything when we get to the office...I'm too out of the loop."

"I'm sorry, I will." Andy nods, "You need to talk to Kate too about things."

Sharon didn't really know what he was talking about, but nods anyway, "Okay."

"Love you." He touches his screen of his phone, disconnecting the call. Andy stands, moving to the bedroom, "She wasn't as pissed as we thought she would be."

"You haven't seen her yet. It was just a phone call." Eve leans a hand against her chest of drawers, "Can you help me with the bandage?" She motions to the large bandage and wrap on her bed.

"Yeah, sure." He nods, doing as asked, "I was stabbed once. He took a nice slice out of my abdomen. Hurt like hell."

"Is that supposed to be reassuring to me?" She tilts her head to the side with a smirk as she watches him.

"I'm just telling you. Your mother wants you to stay with us a few days...however long you would like."

"My apartment works perfectly well."

Andy looks her in the eye, "You're going to need help. Stay until you think you feel better, but just take my word for it. I wouldn't lie to you."

Eve swallows, absently nodding.

He nods, finishing her wrap. He helps her with her t-shirt that she had lying out. "You may be stubborn like your mother, but the real strength comes at knowing when to concede defeat...to accept help. It doesn't make you weaker, Eve."

"There won't be any room at Mom's for all of us."

"Yes, there will be. I want you to stay there, Rusty too. Said he will take the couch so you and Kate can have the room. He insisted on it." Andy grins, "Okay?"

Eve nods again, "I won't stay long."

"However long you need to...I mean it. You are always welcome into our home. All of our kids are."

"You have kids too, Andy? Besides Kate, I mean."

"I do. A boy and a girl. Like your mother. They are both around Rusty's age. My son is the older one though."

"See? I didn't even know that." Eve leans in, carefully hugging the man, "Thank you for not being an asshole, Lieutenant Flynn."

Andy can't help but chuckle, rolling his eyes, "Well, you're very welcome."

"I mean it."

"So do I. When you aren't as high as a kite, I'll tell you about this. Hopefully you will get a laugh out of it and not be completely...I don't know...that I saw you in your bra."

"I don't care." She pouts slightly.

He smiles to her, "Are you sure you still want to go?"

Eve nods slowly, "Think I can wear heels?"

"Maybe next time." Andy grins more, going to her closet, "What shoes do you want?"