AN: I'm so sorry this took me a while, but I've been so busy at work.

Thank you so much for all the nice compliments, and I hope you will enjoy this new chapter.

Warning: Mention of abuse!

True faces, part two of three.

Sharon had texted him, with the question if he could come over. With Rusty over at Dunn's place, he hoped they could finally be 'together' again. The tension at the station almost unbearable. Whenever she'd touch him, her fingertips accidentally brushing against his skin, this electric pulse would shoot through his body. His senses hyper sensitive.

Whenever she'd walk by, he could smell her, as the slightest breeze would bring the scent of her perfume to him. When he'd close his eyes, he could feel her soft lips, her silky skin. He could hear her hums and soft moans. All the feelings of her heart playing out in those extraordinary green eyes. He needed her so much

The door opened, Rusty in front of him pulled him rather harsh out of any dreams he might have. The disappointment that he obviously wouldn't be able to be together with Sharon, quickly disappeared as he saw Rusty's bruised up face.

"Did Dunn do that?"

He frowned while walking in , scanning the room for Sharon.

"Yeah he freaked out when I told his fiancée the truth about my past. After he beat me up, I used the money Sharon gave me to get a cab home."

'Home'. Sharon would be pleased about that.

"You did the right thing, kid. Where's Sharon?"

"She's changing."

Having heard the door open, Sharon walked fast through the small corridor. Relieved to find Andy already in her living room.

"You're already here."

One look at her and he could tell she was a mess. Dunn couldn't have hurt her more, not even if he had hit her, instead of Rusty. She kept her distance, he knew better than to just sweep her in his arms. She'd come when she was ready.

"So we're going to arrest Dunn?"

Rusty looked with big eyes at Sharon.

"I want him out of my life, right now."

Sharon touched his shoulder, squeezing it gently to reassure him.

"He will be."

Andy didn't understand.

"We'll make a deal with Mr. Dunn."

She swallowed. Rusty didn't want this to be dragged out in court.

"Sharon I don't understand. He should be convicted for what he's done. You can't let him get away with this."

"He'll have the choice to sign over his parental rights, or he will be arrested."

"He will, right?" She smiled at Rusty, he was so anxious.

"I believe he will choose the safest option. "

Rusty nodded, hoping she was right.

"Everything will be over real soon, I promise. "

She smiled at him, as she rubbed his arm.

How tough Rusty may seem, he could tell how this had affected him. So he understood why she was doing it this way.

"What's the plan?"

Before she could answer, her cell phone rang. Dunn's name appearing on the screen.

"That's Daniel."

Andy frowned confused, as she let it ring.

"You want me to answer it?"

"No, I want him to come to us. I can't record a phone conversation without a warrant."

Andy grinned, she was smart.

"But you can in person."

"He knows I'm a cop, he knows I'm bound by rules. If he still wishes for a conversation then, well…"

"If he knows that, then why would he come to you?"

"Because by tomorrow, after hours of ignoring his calls, he will be very desperate to fix this. He'll come, honey."

She smiled comforting at him. He should have some faith in her. This was Sharon Raydor they were talking about. He had seen her icy death glare before. Daniel would be no match for her, as by tomorrow all that hurt would be transformed into anger. No matter how calm she would look tomorrow, she would be boiling inside.

Rusty looked at Andy. He remembered the hopeful look he had on his face when he had opened the door. He must have hoped for some alone time with Sharon.

"I'm really tired, Sharon, and I'm getting a bit of a headache. I better get to bed."

"Alright. Try not to worry okay?"

She smiled as he nodded.

"Goodnight, honey.."

"Good night. "

There was a bit of tension hanging in the air, as Rusty walked towards his room. Andy looked at her, all of this, already on top of an exhausting case load. It wore her out. He frowned as he stared into her eyes. There was more in them than just exhaustion and pain over what had happened to Rusty. There was also a much deeper pain, older. One of those scars on her soul. And more he learned about her, he knew that a lot of those scars were inflicted by her husband. He'd like to be alone with that man for just a while, long enough to make him feel how much he had hurt this amazing woman.

"Wanna talk about it?"