This is just a collection of Shandy one-shots that came from prompts on Tumblr. I will add to them as time goes on, but these are the first two of this new series I'm calling The Shandy Chronicles. As always, I welcome your feedback and thoughts. Thank you so much for all of your support!

I do not own Major Crimes or any of the fabulous characters. That honor belongs to James Duff and co. I just enjoy writing about them.

1st Prompt: Shh, They'll Hear Us

On the Other Side of the Door

Provenza had just finished his paperwork when he looked up and noticed that his partner was not at his desk. He glanced quickly at his captain's office and immediately noticed that her blinds were drawn and her door closed. Just great, he thought. If he was ever going to get out of here to be home in time for dinner with Patrice, he was going to have to bite the bullet and knock on that door. He grabbed his paperwork off the desk and made his way towards the closed door.

As he got closer to the wooden barrier, he silently reassured himself that nothing untoward was happening in that office. After all, this was Captain Raydor he was talking about. The woman didn't play fast and loose with the rules, and she certainly didn't act recklessly. Provenza hesitantly raised his fist to knock when a disparaging sound stilled his motion. It sounded like a frustrated moan, and it had definitely come from his captain. It couldn't be, right? His curiosity got the better of him, so he leaned in a little closer to find out what exactly was going on behind that door.

"Just stick it in," came the muffled voice of his captain. Provenza allowed a horrified expression to cross his face. He was about to turn in a huff and storm off, but then he heard the familiar voice of his idiot partner.

"I can't. It's not working," Andy said a bit exasperated. So his old friend was having some performance issues it seemed.

"What do you mean it's not working?" Sharon asked, frustration evident. Provenza wondered how often this happened, but quickly dismissed the idea because it really wasn't something he wanted to think about anyway.

"I mean, it's not working. I can't get it in there," Andy replied. What the hell kind of kinky stuff were they trying to pull off in that office, Provenza wondered horrified. He had heard enough and was about to leave (and go home and clean out his ears with bleach) when Julio approached the door with his own reports. Provenza tried to block the office, suddenly feeling protective.

"I just need to drop off this paperwork, Sir" he said. Provenza reached out for it.

"I'll take it. No need for you to have to wait around," he replied. Julio handed over his short stack of paper and was about to leave when he heard muffled voices from behind the door.

"Ok, I'm in," Andy said relieved. "I'm not hurting you, am I?"

"Shh, they'll hear us," Sharon admonished. At that, Julio's eyes grew wide.

"Sir…" He said suddenly.

"It's nothing, Julio. Don't worry about it," Provenza said, trying to get the detective to move along back to his desk. But the next words out of Flynn's mouth had them both frozen in place.

"And that would be a bad thing?" Andy asked with a laugh.

"You're the one who decided to do this at work. You couldn't just wait until we got home," Sharon replied.

"And you're secretly glad I didn't," came the reply. Both Provenza and Julio looked at each other with disgusted expressions and wide eyes. They were both so caught up in the shock of what was apparently going on in the office that they missed the rest of the conversation and were completely caught off guard when the door suddenly opened in front of them.

Sharon and Andy stood on the other side looking completely put together. Sharon looked from one to the other, a bit surprised to see them outside her door.

"Lieutenant, Julio, anything I can help you with?" She asked with a suspicious glare.

"Ah, no, Captain. We were just dropping off paperwork," Provenza said casually. She studied both of them again before reaching out and retrieving the pile from Provenza's hands.

"Thank you," she replied before turning to go back into her office. Andy patted her shoulder as she walked by and then joined his partner. Julio had already returned to his desk. Provenza looked over at Andy for a moment before leaning in close enough so only he could hear.

"You know, Flynn, there's no shame in having to take one of those blue pills to help your… performance," Provenza said quietly. Andy's face portrayed the shock he was feeling. He stopped and faced his partner.

"What the hell are you talking about?" He asked. Luckily most of the team had left for the day.

"You know what I'm talking about," Provenza answered indignantly. Why was the idiot playing dumb? "And for god's sakes, wait until you get home next time!" Realization suddenly dawned on Andy.

"Wait… you think Sharon and I were-" he started, but Provenza quickly cut him off before he could say something that he did not want to hear.

"It was painfully obvious to anyone within ear shot!" He huffed. Andy couldn't contain his laughter anymore.

"You're right. It was painfully obvious to anyone whose mind isn't in the gutter that I was giving Sharon an anniversary present," Andy chuckled.

"Call it what you want," Provenza replied annoyed. Why did his partner find this so funny?

"Earrings," Andy stated simply.

"Huh?" Provenza asked, confusion evident.

"I call 'it' earrings," he replied. "I gave Sharon a pair of earrings for our anniversary. She didn't have a mirror handy, so I put them in for her. It was completely G-rated," Andy said innocently.

"Not if you had heard yourselves," Provenza scoffed. "And why the hell would you do that here at the office?"

"Couldn't wait," he said with a shrug. "Sharon wasn't too happy about that either, but she got over when she saw them," he added proudly. Provenza shook his head.

"Next time, do us all a favor and wait until you get home," he replied grumpily. Andy leaned in closer to his friend.

"And for the record, I don't need any extra help with my performance. I do just fine. Nobody is complaining, in fact, I'd say it's the opposite," he said with pride. Provenza looked disgusted all over again.

"Do me a favor and keep things like that to yourself," he quipped. "Oh, and I don't need any help either".

"I wasn't asking," Andy replied nonchalantly.

"No, but you were thinking it," Provenza added before scampering off to his desk. Andy mentally shook that image out of his mind before returning to his own desk. He chuckled to himself. As if Sharon would ever allow anything like that to happen in her office let alone with members of her team still in the murder room. Now back home tonight after their dinner date, well, that was another story.

THE END