The next few days went by rather quickly. Sharon was improving each day. She, Andy and Rusty had settled into the perfect routine. Rusty went to school in the mornings and then Andy would go into work once Rusty came home from school which was usually around lunch time. Taylor gave Robbery Homicide all active cases so Major Crimes only had to deal with paperwork for the remainder of the week, thus giving Andy more time with Sharon. Rusty and Andy worked hard not to baby Sharon and for the most part they succeeded. Sharon also was beginning to feel more like her old self. She had already had three sessions with Dr. Joe, who volunteered his time to Sharon, Rusty and even Andy by coming to the condo instead of Sharon having to come to his office. Her personal physician Dr. Bailey even made a house call to check on her progress. She replaced the wrist brace with a much smaller version that allow Sharon full mobility of her fingers and that in its self, made life much easier. She also lifted the restriction that required someone to be with Sharon at all times, much to Andy's dismay.

Friday afternoon Sharon finally had some alone time after Rusty got stuck with his advisor and was late leaving Santa Monica. Andy hated to leave her, but she insisted. As she sat on the couch she was surprised to hear a knock at the door. Slowly making her way to the door and looking through the peephole, she was even more surprised to see Jack standing at her door. She debated at first if she should answer the door or just ignore him. He knocked softly again. Deciding that he would be yelling by now if he were drunk, she slowly opened the door about five inches. Before she could even say anything he caught hold of the door and pushed it out of her hand. He barged into the condo slamming the door behind him. Sharon pulled her phone from her cardigan pocket and began to dial but Jack ripped the phone from her hand and shattered it against the wall before she could complete the call.

"What do you want Jack?" she asked trying to remain calm as she followed him into the living area where he paced behind the couch.

"I want to talk about this so called personal experience you have. How dare you accuse me of assaulting you!"

"I didn't accuse you of anything, Jack! This wasn't about you. Besides, you never remember anything that happens when you're drunk."

"I'm so sick and tired of you always, always winning," he said pointing at her.

"I haven't won anything Jack; I don't know what you are talking about," she said turning away from him.

Grabbing her by the wrist and spinning her towards him, "I'm talking about what you told Captain Williams or I should say ex-Captain Williams. Who knew the wicked witch now has friends at the LAPD."

"Jack, I…you're hurting…"

"Shut up Sharon!" he said pulling her closer to him. "Let's see if you can fight me off when I'm sober and mad as hell." Still holding her good wrist, he reached out with his other hand and ripped the buttons of her chambray shirt open, exposing her sports bra underneath.

She tried again to back away, but she was up against the back of the couch and couldn't turn from his grip. "No…Jack…Please...let's just talk about this." she begged him as tears began to run down her cheeks.

He looked at her with eyes so full of fury and rage that it made her shake with fear. She did the only thing she could think of; looking at him, she did her best to smile softly and whisper his name to get his attention fully and then just when she knew she had it, she brought her knee up as hard as she could into his groin. He let go of her hand and double over. Before he could even try and straighten she hit him in the head with the lamp from the end table. Sharon stumbled backwards as the lamp and Jack shattered to the floor. She leaned against her desk for a few seconds trying to get her bearings. Then as quickly as possible she made her way to the bedroom to get the snub nose revolver Andy normally kept in his ankle holster.

A wave of dizziness hit her as she made her way back to the living room with Andy's gun. She sank down to the floor, leaning on to the side of her desk for support. Jack was beginning to moan from his place on the floor behind the couch. She sat with her back resting against the desk, her left knee pulled up and the gun in her left hand pointing at Jack, resting on the top of her knee. She didn't know exactly how much time passed but luckily, Jack did not try to get up. Finally she heard the condo door begin to open.

"Mom," Rusty called as he walked in, not looking up. As he turned from closing the door he caught a glimpse of Sharon's shattered phone on the floor and panic filled his chest.

"Rusty," his eyes following the sound of her voice, "I need…I need you to call Lieutenant Provenza and…and tell him I need…him to come quickly and bring Julio with him."

Rusty could not believe the sight before his eyes. He pulled his phone out immediately and did exactly as he was told, no questions asked. As he hung up he went over to Sharon to make sure she was ok. He could see fresh bruising beginning to form around her wrist and he immediately noticed her shirt was ripped open. "Mom, are you…"

"Rusty, I need you to wait outside in the hallway until the Lieutenant gets here."

"But Mom," he protested.

"Do it Rusty. Now!"

As Rusty waited in the hall, he debated on calling Andy, but he knew Andy would be at his meeting right now and deep down he was afraid of what Andy might do to Jack. It seemed like a lifetime before the elevator doors opened with Provenza and Julio hurrying out.

"What's going on?" Provenza demanded.

"Jack" was all Rusty could say…

"Damn it," Provenza cursed as Rusty opened the door for them. Jack was now sitting up on the floor behind the sofa. Sharon remained in the same position by the desk with the gun still trained on Jack.

"Captain, let me have the gun."

"No, not until Detective Sanchez cuffs him."

Julio roughly grabbed Jack by the arm and hauled him to his feet quickly cuffing his hands behind his back. In the meantime, Provenza called patrol to dispatch a car to the condo to pick up Jack. As Julio led Jack from the condo he didn't utter one single word, he just glared at Sharon and then Rusty with hate and contempt. Once Jack was through the condo door way, Sharon handed the gun to Provenza. She remained on the floor, not speaking to Rusty or Provenza. She pulled at her shirt trying to close it despite the torn fabric and missing buttons. It was at that moment that Rusty realized her hand was bleeding. He knelt down beside her and asked her to let him get a better look at it. She flinched as he tried to touch her, shaking her head no at his request.

Provenza paced by the door as he watched Sharon refuse Rusty's help. She hugged her knees tightly and laid her head on top, her hair obscuring her face. She wasn't crying, she wasn't saying or doing anything. Rusty got up and made his way over to Provenza.

"What do we do now?"

"Julio will be back in a few minutes; Patrol was only five minutes out. Maybe she will let him help her up. If not, we leave her be and wait for Andy. He's seen her like this once before and he knows what to do."

"What? When?" Rusty asked concerned.

"One night, few days after Stroh escaped. Andy found her on the floor behind her desk. She scared the shit out of him, but he finally got her to come around."

"Oh, I remember. I wasn't exactly sure what happen, but that was the first night he stayed with her."

There was a soft knock at the door and Rusty opened it for Julio. Provenza asked Julio to carefully approach the Captain and see if she would allow him to help her up. Julio knelt down beside her, careful not to make any sudden movements or touch her. He quietly asked if he could help her up and to the sofa, but she just shook her head no without looking up at any of them. Minutes later Rusty's phone sounded very loudly causing Sharon to jerk and hold herself even tighter.

Seeing that it was Flynn, Rusty and Provenza stepped out into the hall as Julio stood waiting by the door.

"Hey Flynn"

"Hey kid, look I tried calling your Mom, but her phone keeps going straight to voicemail…"

"Ummm, are you almost home?" Rusty interrupted.

"About ten minutes away. Is everything okay? Rusty?"

Without even thinking, Rusty handed his phone off to Provenza. "Hey. There's…There's been a…a…well…she's fine…for…"

"What the hell happen?"

Before Provenza could answer, he heard Flynn flip his lights and sirens on. "Flynn…Flynn, just drive safe, we'll be waiting."

Five minutes later, the elevator doors opened and Flynn came running out to find Provenza and Rusty in the hall waiting. Provenza opened the door and motioned for Julio to join them.

"What the hell is going on?" Andy asked breathless.

"Jack…Jack stopped by."

"And she let him in?"

"He wasn't drunk, Sir." Julio spoke up. "From what we can gather she opened the door slightly. He barged in. Took her phone from her and shattered it. At some point they ended up behind the couch where she overpowered him with a lamp."

"What do you mean by what you can gather…She hasn't told you what happen?"

"Andy…"

"Let me in. I have to…"

As Julio blocked the door, Provenza spoke up. "Just wait a minute Andy. We need to tell you the rest of it before you go in and…and scare her. At some point she got your gun and when Rusty got home. He found her on the floor leaning against her desk with the gun trained on Jack. He called us. When we got here I asked her to give me the gun, but she wouldn't until Julio had Jack cuffed and out of there. We've all tried to talk to her and help her up but she won't let any of us touch her and she hasn't utter one single word since we got Jack out of there."

"A couple of minutes ago, she lay down and curled up on her side. I think she is finally crying. But I'm not sure because she still has not made a sound," Julio added.

"Okay…Okay…I can…I…Damn Jack! Why! Why would he do this and why now!" Andy cried, running his hands through his hair.

"Flynn, Julio and I are going to take Rusty for dinner and give you two a little while. Just…Just call us if…"

"Thanks guys for…for taking such good care…care of her," Andy said as he opened the condo door and quietly closed it behind him.