A/N- Well then. That answered more questions than it raised, for once. I was out camping last night, but I had my first Shandy haha. Also, I'm thinking Sharon mouthed "Oh my God" at the end, but it doesn't matter too much either way. I'm also choosing to believe that if they won't write Sharon and Andrea as a canon couple, they can at least be besties. (:

"Where did Hobbs go?"

There was a moment of silence and then Andrea heard heels clicking along the tiles. She looked up, just in time to catch Sharon's eye as the woman mouthed "Oh my God" in Andrea's direction.

She waited until Sharon reached her and they had taken a few steps down the hall before asking any questions.

"What happened?"

Sharon glanced over, looking rather bemused. "I think Andy just asked me out."

"Flynn?" Andrea snorted. "He finally nutted up?"

Sharon rolled her eyes at her friend. "No need to be crass."

Andrea shoved Sharon gently. "You can't say tell me that. Remember last time we were at Gavin's and you said-"

"Okay, okay. Fine." Sharon held her hand up. "I take it back. That's not something to bring up where Lieutenant Provenza could overhear. I'd never hear the end of it."

"Fair enough." They paused outside the interview room, and then Andrea grabbed Sharon's sleeve and kept walking.

"Andrea-"

"I'm sure Big Hazard can wait a few more minutes." She pushed the door of the women's bathroom open and left Sharon standing at the sinks while she checked to see if anyone else was in the room. Sharon had to bite back a laugh as Andrea bent to look for feet under the stall doors.

"Andrea, it really wasn't-"

"It wasn't anything big. He just asked me to dinner, that's all. No, I want to hear the whole story, Shar. You've been teasing me and Gavin with little bits for weeks."

"Well, you've been busy!"

Andrea shot her friend a dark look. "Bullshi-it. Gavin was in Milan the other week, and you were at trial, so I'll give you that, but this week? And two weeks before that? We were all free. Look-" she pulled her phone out of her pocket. "We're all off on Sunday. You've already racked up overtime this week, so I'm betting Taylor turns this weekend's call duty over to Robbery-Homicide. How about brunch at Figaro?" Figaro was a small French bistro a few blocks from Sharon's condo.

Sharon opened her mouth, but Andrea cut her off. "I know when Mass is. I'll schedule brunch for afterwards."

"Fine."

"Is that what you told Flynn?" Andrea raised one eyebrow.

"Oh, my God! You are relentless!"

The blonde shrugged. "There's a reason I'm paid what I'm paid."

"Brunch is on you."

"If you'll talk, I'll pay."

Sharon rolled her eyes. "Okay. I'll talk. I'll also order the most expensive item on the menu."

"You don't even like steak. I'm going to call bullshit again."

Sharon snorted and smiled. "I can't decide whether to love you or hate you some days."

"That's why we're friends. Think of me as a warm up for what will be coming this weekend. I'm the city-paid lawyer. Gavin's the private lawyer."

"Don't undersell yourself, Drea." Sharon squeezed her friend's shoulder. "I'll be there this weekend."

"Gavin will walk to your condo and drag you out by your heels if you're not there when he arrives."

"God," Sharon snorted. "He would." She sighed and pushed the bathroom door open again. "Go make your deal. I'll call you later."

A/N- I know it's short, but I'm whipped. Would y'all like if I wrote a chapter about the three of them meeting up? Let me know.