A/N: This is the sixthchapter! Special thanks to CMemlovr for beta reading! I hope you like it!

Sharon sat at her desk pensively, confused by the strange call. She knew that she shouldn't be worrying, particularly in her current state, but couldn't help being concerned about the nature of the call. Glancing out into the bullpen, she spotted Andy talking to Provenza. Catching his eye, she motioned for him to join her in her office. Concerned that she might be feeling ill, Andy made his way over to her as quickly as possible,

"Are you okay, Sharon?"

"I'm fine, physically," she sighed.

"What's wrong, then? It seems like something's bothering you."

Sharon regarded him closely, wondering whether she'd made a mistake alerting him so soon. After all, this was only the first time she'd received a call like that. Smiling, she took his hand gently to reassure him.

"It's nothing, don't worry. I just wanted you with me."

Andy smiled softly and kissed her cheek.

A knock interrupted them, and Rusty stood in the doorway.

"Can I come in?" asked Rusty, pleasantly surprising Andy and his mother.

"What a lovely surprise, Rusty!" exclaimed Sharon as Rusty reached over to hug her and Andy.

"I wanted to surprise you with lunch. I figured you probably haven't eaten yet, so I brought your favourite pizza," he smiled, pulling it out of his backpack.

Smiling widely, Sharon replied, "Thank you, Rusty. I really shouldn't, but it smells delicious…" She'd noticed recently that she'd been eating more than usual, but that was typical of pregnancy. She'd certainly eaten a lot more when she was pregnant with Emily, and again with Ricky. Andy watched her with a smile, and she turned to him questioningly. "Would you like some?"

"I'm fine, thanks," he replied, then, directing his attention to Rusty he asked, "did you mak sure that there's nothing on the pizza that could be harmful to the baby?"

"Don't worry, Andy. I checked everything out and its fine."

Andy nodded, pacified. Glancing over at Sharon, he noticed that she'd already eaten three slices – he and Rusty exchanged a look of surprise.

"You might want to take it easy, Sharon," cautioned Andy, taking the box of pizza and moving it out of Sharon's reach.

"What's the problem?" she asked coldly.

"You've never had more than two pieces, mom," interjects Rusty slowly.

"Take the box, Rusty," instructed Andy, handing it to him.

Nodding, Rusty took the box from his hands. "I'll see you tonight, mom," he replied over his shoulder as he left.

Sharon was very obviously peeved, and made her displeasure clear to Andy.

Sighing he asked, "are you upset with me?"

"I'm just not sure why you had to take my lunch."

"You were inhaling it, Sharon. I was worried that you might end up with a stomach ache, or start vomiting again." He kissed her cheek in apology.

"Being a little hungrier than usual is normal, Andy," she sighed, "It is a part of being pregnant. When I was pregnant with Emily and Ricky, pizza was basically my every meal. I'm pretty sure it's my go-to pregnancy food," she laughed.

"In that case, Captain, we were also told that you should be consuming plenty of fluids. Would you like an orange juice to follow that pizza?"

Sharon nodded, content for the moment as the call was cast to the back of her mind. While Andy ran out for her orange juice, she sat back to continue working.

On seeing Andy with orange juice on his way to Sharon's office, Provenza began to laugh, stopping his friend in his tracks, "What are you doing, Flynn?"

"Getting the Captain some orange juice," he replies tightly.

"You know she's allowed to be alone, right? She's not quite at the stage that she needs constant supervision, yet."

"You'd understand if you were about to be a father for the first time in several years, Louie," replied Andy frostily, leaving his friend to enter Sharon's office.

Removing her glasses, Sharon reached for the juice as Andy handed it to her. She noticed that he seemed a little tense.

"Is everything okay?" she ventured cautiously.

"Fine, it's just Provenza being his usual self."

"Oh?"

"He's being annoying just to get a kick out of it," grumbled Flynn, causing Sharon to laugh in response.

"It's alright, Andy. You know the two of you are inseparable, really."

Andy smiled knowingly and replied, "You're right, of course." He sat beside Sharon and took her hand in his. "Are you tired?" he asked softly.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine. Glad, actually, that the news went over so well."

"I told you they'd be happy for us."

Sharon smiled lightly in response, startled when Sykes' knocking on her door interrupted them.

"Sorry Captain, but we've got the suspects in custody and they're ready to be questioned." Sharon nodded in assent, but she could feel Andy's displeasure.

"Can't anyone else handle the questioning? Sharon's pregnant – she shouldn't be in stressful situations."

"Andy, I can handle it," interjected Sharon firmly.

"But, Sharon…"

"I asked Amy to call for me, Andy. This is an important case, and I'm going to handle it. You have nothing to worry about as far as I'm concerned – it's unlikely that I'll be in a situation that will harm the baby, and definitely not with Julio around."

Still displeased, Andy didn't want to insist, knowing how stubborn she could be. "In that case, I'll be there, too."

"Andy-"

"Please, Sharon-"

Sharon nodded in assent and led the way to the interview room, leaving Andy at the recording room. Provenza was waiting for Sharon there, and was surprised to see Andy joining her.

"What are you doing here, Flynn?"

"Protecting Sharon."

Provenza laughed derisively, "Are you kidding me? She's the Captain and has Julio with her. What did you think would happen?"

"I worry for her. You never know what might happen – especially not with the dirtbags we deal with."

"You're obsessed."

"Shut it."

Andy listened attentively the entire time Sharon was in the interrogation room, worried sick. As the questioning reached its end, Sharon's hand flew to her mouth and she darted out of the room, leaving Amy to continue the questioning. Concern flooding his body Andy followed Sharon to the bathroom, waiting for her outside. When she finally emerged, Sharon looked incredibly pale.

"How are you feeling, Sharon?" asked Andy, taking her elbow gently and drawing her to him protectively.

"Fine – I just had to throw up again. Might've been the pizza, I guess," she replied, her hand finding her stomach gingerly.

"Maybe you ate too much pizza?"

"Don't talk to me about pizza right now – I don't even want to think about the word, much less the food," pausing slightly to inhale deeply, Sharon continues, "Let's go home, I'm exhausted."

"Let me tell the others to get on without us. Do you want to go to your office and get ready to leave?" suggested Andy. He moved through the office, informing his colleagues of his and Sharon's early departure.

Sharon was sitting tiredly in her office when her phone began to ring with the same personal number as before.

"Hello? Who is this?! Who are you?!" she questioned angrily, irritated when the person on the other side hung up on her again.

'Who would want to play games with me?' she asked herself.

Andy appeared in her office while she thought about it, asking "You ready to go?"

"Yes, let's get out of here." She tried to hide how spooked she'd been from Andy, but wasn't sure how long she'd be able to keep it up.

******** ... ********

By the time they'd reached home, Sharon still hadn't managed to calm down as much as she'd hoped. Her head on Andy's lap, she smiled when she felt his hand rest on her stomach.

"You okay there?" he asked, stroking her belly.

"I'm fine," she replied, smiling as she placed her hand over his.

"You seem tense. Are you sure you're alright?"

She realised that she couldn't hide it from him anymore, "We need to talk, Andy."

"I'm listening."

"I've been receiving calls from a private number all day today. Every time I pick up, the person on the other side hangs up without saying a word. I'd been hoping that it was a mistake, or a practical joke, but now I'm not so sure."

"Why are you only telling me this now?" asked Andy worriedly.

"I didn't want to worry you any more than you have been lately. But as I started receiving more of these calls-"

"We'll figure it out, Sharon. Don't worry, we'll find the guy," promised Andy firmly as Sharon clasped his hand tightly.

"I believe you, Andy. But I don't want to talk about this anymore tonight, I'm drained. Let's just get some sleep," suggested Sharon. Nodding, Andy leant towards her and kissed her forehead. Standing, he lead them both towards their bedroom.

******** ... ********

The next morning, Sharon was woken by the sound of her phone buzzing. Hearing Andy in the bathroom, she opened the message sleepily herself, instantly woken by the contents of the message:

"You stole the only precious thing in my life, and now I'm going to return the favour. I will have what belongs to me."

Sharon's eyes widened with panic. She shot out of bed, upset and anxious. The calls made sense now – they'd been made by the same person who'd sent her this message; Sharon Beck. Tears trickled down her cheeks before she fainted, her body slamming into the floor as she fell.

Andy heard the sound of her fall from the other room, and immediately rushed to Sharon's aid, her prone form on the floor scaring him.

"Sharon? Sharon, can you hear me?" yelled Andy, lightly tapping her cheeks and checking her breathing.

Drawn by the commotion, Rusty entered the room, panicking when he saw his mother on the floor.

"What happened, Andy?!" asked Rusty, concern evident in his features.

"Call 911, Rusty! I don't know what's wrong with her." Taking Sharon into his arms, Andy couldn't recall ever feeling so helpless.

********...********

Andy couldn't help the anxiety that consumed him as he waited for some sign of Sharon's condition at the hospital.

Rusty had taken care of calling his siblings, who would be there as soon as possible.

"It's been at least an hour already," spat Andy anxiously.

"Calm down, Andy," replied Rusty, whose own nerves were being rattled by Andy's constant fidgeting.

Andy spotted one of the attending doctors leaving Sharon's room and was on him instantly, "How is she?" he asked worriedly.

"We've done some blood tests and found that Mrs. Raydor fainted as a result of high blood pressure. It's extremely important that she avoids stressful situations at all costs, particularly during the first trimester."

"Thank you, doctor. I'll make sure that she's well taken care of."

"Good. She can handle visitors now, if you'd like to go in."

"I'll wait here for Emily and Ricky – you go ahead," said Rusty. Andy nodded gratefully and entered the examination room.

Tears welled in Sharon's eyes as he sat beside her.

"Sharon …" he swallowed thickly, "What happened?"

"I – I received a message, and-"

"Alright, calm down, darling," he hushed, "What was the message?"

"She said that I stole the most precious thing in her life, and that she was going to do anything to get it back."

"Who sent it?" he asked urgently.

"Sharon Beck – she's the only one who has a reason to send me something like that."

"Sharon Beck?" repeated Andy, surprised.

"She wants Rusty back, even though he is now legally my son. She has no right to take him from me," sobbed Sharon.

"It's alright, Sharon, please calm down. Nobody is going to take Rusty away from you. He's yours, in every sense of the word. But you have to be calm now, for the baby."

"He's my son, Andy. I'm terrified of what Sharon might do to get him back."

"Everything will work out, Sharon, I promise," he reassured her, making slight hushing noises occasionally. Concern for Sharon and their baby gnawed at the pit of his stomach. He'd do anything to protect them.

~~~ TBC ~~~