I cannot express enough how much your support means to me. Not only has school been kicking my ass I have been interning at a correctional facility, all males, and my nightmares are full force. I think I have them under control but since they have comeback I have decided to fight them and my depression by writing again. I am so sorry it has taken me so long to write this and I promise from here on out any chapter stories will be finished faster...though I will try to do more one shots to make life easier. Haha.

Anyways, here is the next chapter and I hope you enjoy it...because I actually had a super awesome fun time writing it...if you can't tell by the length...

I love you all and again, thank you.

This will be fun she thinks as she walks to Andy and his table, seeing his eyes catch her and at that moment everything came into focus…and became very clear.

Sharon's smirk widened into a full out smile as she saw the surprise in Andy's eyes as she walked towards him. She knew her plan was a little cruel, but she hoped that he would go along with it. With a sway in her hips she walked past Andy, intentionally walking as closely as possible allowing her perfume to waft around him, knowing it was his favorite scent. Keeping her stride steady, she used all her will power not to turn back around to see his reaction. Nodding to the host she made her way out the door, sending another message to Gavin before sliding her phone in her cardigan pocket, turning her attention to the young valet attendant, setting her plan in motion.

To say Andy was surprised that Sharon was walking his direction was an understatement. He had felt bad that he had to cancel dinner on her, no matter how understanding she was, so to see her walking up to him, Andy was at a loss of words. Andy tried to grab her attention but it seemed like she was on a mission. Andy turned as Sharon passed, taking in her perfume and staring at her as she made her way to the door. Andy turned back to is dinner group and sheepishly smiled at them. Excusing himself, he dropped some cash on the table and went to go find Sharon, hopefully still in the parking lot.

One week. One week and this will hopefully all be over. Sharon was fidgeting with the strap of her purse; she took a big risk, leaning up against the side of Andy's car waiting for Andy to hopefully get the hint. He was very bright but things have been rocky this past week, especially yesterday. Closing her eyes she was brought back to yesterday, when her decision to pursue Andy full on came to light.

Andy was called in Tuesday by Vito. He was told there was a very important meeting that was going to be happening the following week. He wasn't given much detail but he was given a list of people that need to be taken care of for next week. He immediately told Sharon, who called Sam and set up a meeting for the following day.

By 10am on Wednesday they were in the Major Crimes conference room, her, Andy, Sam, and Chief Erik. Andy was relaying all the information he knew, even though it wasn't much. He did notice how excited Vito was to finally change his father's business, needing Andy's support as someone both he and his father trusted.

"I wasn't given the full list, but here is what I have, I hope it helps."

Sharon shot a smile towards Andy, "I am sure it will Andy."
Andy smiled back at Sharon, the tension in Andy's shoulders easing slightly, but not fully. He had seen the list when it was given to him. While most people he recognized just by name and acquaintance, one name stood out from the others, causing Andy to curse silently. Standing here in front of Sharon he should have warned her, but there was nothing that he could change, and he silently prayed that she would understand and not be upset.

After a minute of silence Andy noticed that Sam's eyes widened as he reached the end of the list.
"Are you sure this is the correct list Andy?"
Sharon shot Sam a questioning look, "Of course it is Sam, why would you even ask?"

Sam shot a look at Andy before shifting his eyes to Sharon, lifting his eyebrow, a smirk coming small on his lips. Sharon blushed but waved him off like it was a legitimate question. Sam nodded and sighed, handing the list over to Chief Erik.

"Sam? Is there a problem?" Sharon asked, moving closer to the chair in front of her, shifting her weight closer to Andy.

Sam closed his eyes, taking a deep breath before opening them back up and landing on Sharon.

"Sam….?"

"Sharon, when was the last time you have spoken to your husband?"

She shot a surprised look at Sam, leaning against the back of the chair, hands resting on the curve of the top.

"Um….probably about two months ago around Emily's birthday….why?"

Sam nodded, taking out his cellphone and sending a quick message. Sharon shot a look to Andy, who was very quiet, he shrugged his shoulders lightly and focused his attention back to the gentlemen at the desk.

"Did you talk to him at all? Did he say if he was going to be in LA anytime soon?"

As Sam finished his question he saw Sharon's posture change. Her back stiffened and her hands gripped the back of the chair more aggressively.

"No, I didn't really speak with him, he called and asked to speak to Emily, to wish her a happy birthday, which actually surprised me. No, I haven't spoken with him and as far as I know he didn't mention visiting, Emily or I…now…what the hell is going on Sam?"

Her eyes flashed to Andy before looking back at Sam, raising her hand before he could answer the question.

"Forget that…" Sharon said, her voice taking a deeper octave. "How long have you known that my ex-husband was involved in all of this? And when were you going to tell me?" She turned towards Andy, her eyebrows raising as he played with his hands.

"You got this list yesterday correct? Were you planning on telling me that my ex was on the list? Or were you going to let Sam deliver the blow?"

As soon as that came out of her mouth Sharon slightly winced, seeing how Andy's face fell drastically, but she would rectify that later. She whipped back around and looked at Sam, who was doing really well at not looking like he screwed up. She just lifted a delicate eyebrow and stared at him, waiting for him to speak.

Sam sighed and looked at Chief Erik, who was just sitting back, observing the entire situation. Damian Erik knew that keeping this information from Sharon wasn't the greatest idea, and he voiced that, but Sam didn't listen, believing that it was better for her not to find out. Now he has to reap what he has sewn, and hope that she doesn't tear off his head.

"Vito started taking trips to Los Vegas. We thought it was just for some vacation time or real estate but then we started getting intel from our CI that he was meeting some people…"

"Hold on, he started taking those trips eight months ago, and within the past three he has been going at least once a week…" Andy was surprised at the timeline Sam was giving and he couldn't just stay silent. Sharon hadn't known about all the trips Vito was making, and the only reason Andy knew was because as Assistant Manager he had to play manager while Vito traveled.

Sharon couldn't believe what she was hearing. They have known for 8 months that her ex-husband has been involved in drugs and possible arms dealing. He already had a problem with alcohol and now possible drugs. The danger he could be putting his family in and Sam didn't tell her. Her world starting to spin, the room seemed to get smaller.

Sharon doesn't panic.

Sharon doesn't freak out.

Sharon had to run.

Without even acknowledging what was being said Sharon turned and ran to the door, opening it and starting to run down the hallway.

Drugs.

Guns.

Run.

Murder.

Emily.

Run.

Ricky.

Run.

Andy shot Sam a look before following after Sharon, he didn't anticipate this to happen. Walking out the door Andy looked down the hall, now empty. He thought for a moment before heading the opposite direction that Sharon ran, heading for the elevators. Finally reaching the top floor, he took the last flight upstairs to the door that lead to the roof.

There was a small breeze blowing as Andy opened the door. He hoped that his instinct was right, that Sharon had decided to come up here, remembering a conversation he had a while back about her enjoying looking over the city. Looking around he finally noticed her off to his left, standing near the edge of the roof, leaning against a handle bar. He took in her appearance, hair disheveled from either the wind or her running her hand through it. Staying still for a moment, he both admired her beauty as well as giving her a last few seconds of solitude.

After about a minute Andy started his approach towards her, not wanting to scare her. She apparently had already known he was there.

"I am surprised you stood there for as long as you did." Sharon admonished, a little humor in her voice as she still stared into the distance, the city bustling down below.

"I should be more concerned that I can sense your presence as soon as you enter a room when I am there, but I have gotten used to it…." She turned her head slowly to the side, sending him a tired smile, "hopefully I am never wrong and it is actually a murderer….or the boogie man."

"I promise I am not the boogie man." Andy chuckled, coming up behind Sharon, covering her shoulders with his jacket.

Sharon inhaled sharply, she must have been off since she hadn't felt him behind her. Once relaxed, she took in another, deeper breath, taking in his scent and the warmth of his jacket, chuckling.

"Good thing I know you aren't a murderer…" Sharon teased, not feeling like moving as she felt his breath on her neck, sending a different kind of chill through her body. She felt rather than heard his soft chuckle before nudging her forward in order to open the passenger side door.

Sharon lifted a delicate eyebrow, lips pursed trying not to laugh, "A little presumptive aren't you?"

Andy just smiled and leaned in, pressing his lips against her cheek, closer to her ear. "Maybe…but you haven't moved away." He pulled back and winked, leaving her breathless as he moved to the other side of the car, allowing her to process what was going on. It didn't take her long before she slid into the seat, settling in and turning her head towards the man next to her.

"Kidnapping a police officer….you live dangerously Mr. Flynn." Sharon quipped, watching as he set his car in reverse and started pulling out of the parking spot.

"Mmmmm, as dangerous as you look tonight." Andy winked before stopping the car at the edge of the lot, "trust me?"

Andy leaned against the rail next to her, close enough that their shoulders were touching but far enough away not to invade her space.

"But a very good looking boogie man…" Andy said, earning a chuckle from his partner. He prided himself in making her laugh, even when she didn't want to. They stood there for a few minutes in silence before Sharon finally spoke.

"I shouldn't be surprised, he never really did think about anyone but himself…" Sharon started, leaning a little more heavily against the rail, stretching her back. "It was always about convenience for him, if the kids just happened to be around when he was sober he would talk to them, or when I happened to have made dinner would he talk to me. Have sex when it was convenient for him, and he was in the mood…" Sharon sighed, "what I can't understand is how he could put his kids in danger…forget about me, what about his fucking children, Andy, what the hell was he thinking, drugs and arms dealing? These people are vengeful and vicious and he had a way of pissing people off…."

Sharon let out a frustrated grunt and stood up more straight, causing Andy to rise up with her and turn slightly to see her better.

"I know the children have been an inconvenience to him, heaven forbid he actually makes a full child support payment, and on time…but to put their lives in danger for a fix…what kind of father does that? Alcohol was bad enough, but drugs? And Sam, God, did he not think to at least warn me so I could protect my kids…myself even…he is supposed to be looking out for us...what the hell would have happened if Jack would have walked into the club while I was working, I could be dead, then who would put Emily though school? Dance? See her off to college? Attend Ricky's graduation? Spoil my future grandkids? Dammit why can't he think about anyone other than himself?!"

By this point all the pent up emotion started to drain out of her, tears falling from her eyes whether she liked it or not. She hated crying in front of people, she didn't ever want to be perceived as weak, but it was just too much, everything was too much, between the kiss and Jack, Emily's ballet picking back up as their next major recital loomed….she was just on overload with her emotions.

Afraid she would work herself into a panic attack Andy grabbed her by the shoulders crashing her body into his as he felt her tense before relaxing into his embrace, clinging to his shirt. After a few moments he moved his hands to her face, pulling her away and wiping the tears from her eyes.

"I can't explain Jack's behavior. He isn't a man he is a coward, overrun by his addiction. A father wouldn't do that to his wife or kids…you kept forgetting yourself. You kept forgetting that you were there too. How someone could do that to an amazing person like you is beyond my comprehension, I know I would have never let you go, even for a second, and my kids would be my number one priority, no matter what it took I wouldn't have left you to pick up the pieces and damn him that he did. You will be there for Emily's dance and senior year. You will be there to attend Ricky's graduation and you will spoil your grandkids rotten…"

"Andy…" Sharon softly started.

"No, you want to know why? Because I am here…whether you like it or not you are stuck with me and after this past year together I'll be damned if anything happened to you or Emily, even Ricky, though we have only talked through Skype. Sam is damn lucky I didn't stay and rip him a new one because I would have, he should have never put you in danger like that, I am so sorry you had to hear about it this way and I am so sorry I didn't tell you last night…"

There Sharon finally stopped him, putting a finger to his lips, hushing him. She smiled gently and took ahold of his wrist, slipping her hand underneath the gold chain.

"I am sorry I snapped at you, honestly, you probably didn't even realize what you were looking at and when you did you were under no obligation to call me and tell me, but I know you would have, and so there is nothing to apologize about Andy."

Sharon pulled his one hand from her face and wrapped her fingers around his.

"Thank you, for everything Andy, for supporting, for being there for me…especially since what happened in my office…" Sharon rambled off, blushing at the memory. "I couldn't do this without you, and you are such an amazing man…I just wish…"

Andy smiled and squeezed her hand, bringing the other one down so he was holding both.

"I know…listen Sharon…about that day…"

Sharon didn't know exactly where they were going. She and Andy had gone to a few places like the beach or Signal Hill in Long Beach but they were going in the direction of neither. After another 10 minutes of driving Sharon was about to ask where they were going when Andy turned onto a different road and slowed down, coming to a stop in front of a building. Turning off the car he quickly got out and went over to her side, opening the door and extending his hand. Sharon took it without a second thought, stepping onto the ground with his jacket still around her.

Without a word she and Andy walked up the steps to a stained glass door. Pulling his keys, Andy turned the lock before pushing the door open, moving to let Sharon in. As they walked through the dim hallway Sharon sensed his emotions running, something about this place got to him. Before anything could be said he lead her through one more door into a room surrounded by glass mirrors. A rail surrounded half of the room, while the other half was open.

"Nicc's Kiccs." Andy stated, turning on the lights to fully illuminate the room. It wasn't until that moment Sharon realized where they were. She inhaled quickly, taking in the room at a second glace, noticing more details. Sharon slowly took off Andy's jacket and set it near the door before walking towards the side of the room where Andy had moved.

"I like it."

Andy smiled sadly at Sharon before running his hands against the wooden rail.

"Her and Aurora named it together, thought it would be edgy considering this was a ballet studio. Nicole thought at first it was ridiculous but her best friend thought of it, so she couldn't say no. After a while it grew on her, deciding to add ballet shoes at the end of it on her sign and flyers to balance the edge."

Andy took a deep breath, closing his eyes in remembrance,

"She gave Rori and I a tour once it was completed, this room the last she showed us. Of course Rori wanted to try it out, so I stood and watched as these two beautiful dancers danced away, dancing to a song Nicole put on her phone."

Andy's voice hitched and Sharon couldn't help but grab his hand. She felt the ache in his story, she also was blown away at the idea that he trusted her enough to bring her to such a special place. Tears filled her own eyes, internally laughing at the fact that Andy could take such a bold action like hers at the restaurant and turn it into something emotional and magical. She led him towards the center of the floor before she pulled him in, putting her hands on his shoulders, making him wrap his around her waist. Leaning forward she placed her head on his shoulder and started to hum, a slight sway to her hips.

-ring- ring-

Sharon cursed as her phone started going off in her pocket, she tried to ignore it and focus on what Andy was about to say but it seemed he lost whatever he had, smiling slightly as he slowly moved back, allowing her to answer her phone.

She didn't need to look to see who was calling her, knowing it was Sam wondering where she was. Before they went back inside, and before Andy could pull fully away Sharon leaned up and kissed him gently on the cheek, millimeters away from his lips.

"To be continued…." She stated, giving Andy a full blown smile before walking towards the door. She knew he would follow. He always followed. She didn't want to go back into the meeting but they didn't have plans to make. It was going to be a long week, but she was hopeful that things would end well…and not just the mission.