Once Sharon and Rusty were home from their disastrous trip to view the house Andy was interested in buying and had been at the center of their most recent investigation, they settled in for the evening. Rusty was even happier that Andy didn't have any clean clothes at the condo so he had to go back to his place leaving them alone in the condo for the night. Rusty settled in at his desk to work on his Vlog.

A quiet rap on his door barely registered. He absently hummed a response his eyes not moving from the screen. Sharon slowly stepped in and sat on the edge of his bed. This action did catch Rusty's attention usually Sharon spoke to him from the doorway. Actually entering his room and taking a seat meant things were serious. He cautiously turned his chair to face her. "Mom is ...everything ok?"

"Oh fine, everything is fine," she said with a flutter of her hands that contradicted her words.

"Oh, ok," Rusty replied but continued to watch her.

She smiled weakly at him, her fingers fiddling with the button on her sweater.

He knew there was something she needed to talk to him about and she was searching for the best approach.

She finally sighed, "You seem very happy with the way things turned out today."

He noticed a hint of sadness in her eyes as she spoke. He avoided her gaze feeling a pang of guilt. He hoped she would continue but of course she didn't. She did what she always did, waited patiently for his response. Her hands resting quietly in her laps gazing at him with a knowing look.

"Mom, nobody is happy about toxic mold," he said with a shrug. Sharon gave a small smile and raised an eyebrow still looking at him expectantly.

Rusty sighed knowing per usual there would be no easy way out.

"Look mom, I ...like where we live now." Sharon smiled at him. "This," Rusty gestured with his hand,"This is my room." He looked down at the floor for a moment before meeting her gaze again. "This is home."

Sharon nodded giving a small hum as she listened.

"Ok you're right. You are always right," Rusty voice sounded frustrated but also pleading, hoping she would understand. "I don't want to move."

"Ok," she sighed before standing up. "I'll talk to Andy."
She smiled at him as she headed for the door.

A look of confusion clouded Rusty's face. "Talk to Andy?" Rusty stood up. "Talk to Andy about what?" Rusty sounded nervous.

Sharon turned reaching out to rub his shoulder. "To tell him that we're just ... We're not ready." She turned again to leave.

"Mom...no, you...you can't tell him that," Rusty sputtered.

Sharon took hold of Rusty's shoulders giving him a reassuring smile. "Rusty it's all right. Andy will ...understand. I don't ..."

Rusty cut her off, "No, no he won't. And ... It's ... It's not true. You want to."

"Rusty, it's all right. We're a package deal and Andy knows that," she tried to sound reassuring but from the look on Rusty's face she wasn't sure she had pulled it off.

"Mom, I know. He said..."

This piqued Sharon's interest. "What did Andy say?"

"Look, Mom, I was worried... About this whole moving in thing and you ...and and Andy were so into this house and buying it. So...so I asked Andy about it."

Sharon arched an eyebrow.

"I asked him if ...if I ...ya know... Like if I was getting in the way."

"Rusty."

"No mom, don't ...he said I wasn't. Really we ...talked and like it was good," Rusty said not letting her finish. "So...Mom I thought maybe ...well I mean he's like here all the time anyway."

Sharon guessed where he was going with this and couldn't help the small smile that tugged at her lips.

"Couldn't Andy just move in here?" Rusty asked finally looking her straight in the eyes. He continued before she could answer. "I mean for the time being, ya know ...while we look for something else."

Sharon stepped closer to Rusty. Tilting her head, she cupped his face giving him a warm smile. Her eyes brimming with unshed tears she leaned in kissing his cheek. Caressing his cheek with her thumb she sighed, "We can ask."

Giving him another smile she turned to leave stopping just inside his doorway she turned. "I think you should ask Andy to join us for dinner tomorrow."

Rusty looked puzzled.

"I think it would mean a lot coming from you," she said.

"Ok if you really like think so."

"I do," she said. "Good night Rusty."

"Good night Mom," he replied watching her close the door.