I know that Duff "should" be the expert about Sharon and her idea of dating, I don't see Sharon jumping in a relationship and having sex soon as well but at the same time I find all this waiting completely unrealistic, especially at their age. Sooo... what if Andy's a bit tired of all this old-fashioned dating? This is my shot about it! I hope you enjoy and review letting me know what you think! :)

Andy Flynn has been grumpier than usual lately and nobody could understand why, especially his boss and girlfriend Captain Sharon Raydor. Major Crimes had caught a difficult case that kept them very busy and stressed the past two weeks, they didn't have much time to spend together until that evening so Sharon invited him to come over for dinner but he declined pretending to be tired. She didn't insist hiding her hurt and while she watched him leave the murder room, she promised herself she'd have talked to him once it was all over.

Andy was angry and frustrated, the job didn't make it easier but he was used to it, that wasn't the reason of his behaviour, it was... her! God-dammit Sharon Raydor! He loved her with all himself, so much, even too much but he started questioning if she really deserved this love, if she really wanted him, to be with him and it was driving him insane. He just poured himself a cranberry soda when the doorbell rang, he cursed under his breath and went opening the door.

"Hello grumpy head" his partner made himself at home bringing a box of biers with him

"I'm not in the mood Provenza, please leave"

"It's two weeks you're not in the mood! What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing"

"It doesn't look like nothing to me. You need to get laid!"

"I wish" he barely whispered angry but Provenza heard him

"You mean, you aren't getting it?"

"I don't want to talk about it"

Watching his friend's face Provenza realized shocked what was really going on "You two have never..."

"Enough!" he yelled

"That explains many things"

"Like what?" Andy snapped

"How long have you two being dating? An eternity?"

"You're not helping old man"

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why doesn't she want... you know?" Provenza sounded even embarassed

"She said she needed to figure some things out" he sipped his cranberry soda hastily

"What the hell does it mean?"

"You're asking me? You and Patrice are getting married and us... never mind! It's not even about sex, I'm asking myself if she really wants to be with me, if I'm what she wants because I'm not sure anymore"
"Of course you are! You haven't seen her when you were in surgery, she was devastated and worried like hell, she loves you Flynn"

"She never said that to me"

"Like I'm pretty sure you never said that to her"

Flynn snorted "You know, we decided to take it slow, to go at her pace then I had that accident, the blod clot problem, the surgery and recovery and she took care of me like I was some kind of invalid and I hated it! I know she was doing it for me because she cares but... hell, she didn't even let me sleep with her in her bed! I don't know Louie"

"You're pissed now and I can understand but you need to talk to her about all this"

"I can't, she wouldn't understand, she'd think that I'm complaining like a child who's not getting the candy"

"Well you're not getting it..."

"Louie!" he warned

"What I mean is that if you keep behaving like you have been doing these past weeks won't help as well, it'd just make things worse between you two. You need to talk to her, find a way, sugar the pill, I don't know"

"I can't help it, I'm pissed! I completely recovered, I'm healthy now and we know there will always be a hard case or something, it's our job. What I think is that she's comfortable with me being her friend, a friend who she kissed or snuggled with sometimes but anything more"

"You mean you didn't even get to second base with her?"

Andy didn't answer passing a hand through his hair

"God Flynn! I'm surprised you're not having blue balls!" he chuckled

"It's not funny!"

"You've to admit it is! You're almost 60 and it's almost like going back to high school and trying to get in someone's panties" he laughed loudly

"You know what, screw you!"

"Come on Flynn, you need to minimaze the situation"

"You did it for me, thank you very much! And now I'd really like to be alone, please"

Andy's firm tone made Provenza understand that it was his time to go, he took his jacket and headed to the door but then turned around

"Andy I'm sorry, I didn't want to make fun of the situation. I really hope you and the Captain will fix your problems" he was sincere now

"Thanks Louie, goodnight"

"See you tomorrow"

When Provenza left, Andy headed to the bedroom and discarded all his clothes before entering the shower. He let the hot water to soothe his strained muscles... how was it possible to be so mad at someone and at the same time being so hard for her? He was tired of taking cold showers, so tired of wanting her, craving her and always being alone.

He squeezed some body wash on the tip of his penis, water, soap and the tight grip of his hand creating that "sensation" that couldn't really be replaced. He closed his eyes imagining Sharon on all four, her back arched, her sex exposed and glistening, a mischievous glint in her gaze that lured him to her. Yes, to her, inside her! He positioned himself moving his cock along her slit, gathering some wetness before slamming inside her, thrusting hard and fast; Andy tightened his grip lost in his fantasy, squeezing his aching cock and imagining himself grabbing her hair and fucking her as if it was no tomorrow. And she liked it, oh yes she did like it moaning and pushing her hips against his again and again and again... and he lost it coming hard, watching his seed slowly disappear down the drain.

Andy sighed, he couldn't go on like that.

At the other side of the city another woman seemed restless and couldn't sleep. Sharon Raydor kept reliving in her mind every single moment of the past two weeks and what she could have done to make Andy so irritated and distant and the more she thought about it the more she became angry: the initial hurt caused by his refusal to join her for dinner was suddenly replaced by pure anger and bitterness. What has she done to deserve the silent and passive aggresive treatment? She needed to know! She dialed his number and it rang and rang but no answer from him, she should have expected that, coward! He was avoiding her, he didn't even have the courage to face her and tell her what was happening!

She started pacing back and forth... no, Andy would have never treated her like that, there must be a reason, a logical reason, maybe he simply didn't hear his phone, maybe he fell asleep or was under the shower. She grabbed her phone and wrote him a text:

"Andy, I need to talk to you, please call me back. xo Sharon"

She read the text one more time, then sighed and sent it. Truth was she missed him, more than what she was willing to admit, she wasn't used to that, to need someone, to need his presence in her life, in her home, around her. It was hard enough to watch him leave and go back to his place after he was cleared from his doctor, two months has passed since that day and still she felt like something was missing: him. It was so easy getting used to have Andy in her house, to watch him pad around the condo in sweats and t-shirts, to take care of him, to spend time with him after dinner snuggled against his chest on the couch. All this domesticity they acquired just went out of the window... why didn't she ask him to stay? And how could she? How could you ask your boyfriend to move in with you when you two haven't been intimate even once? Probably her silence has been mistaken for approval, for being okay with his leaving. Maybe she was pushing her luck too much making him wait for so long, they've known each other for years, they've been friends for the past two years and half and they've been dating for seven months now, she knew him, so why couldn't she give herself to him without worries? She didn't know and suddenly she felt so tired.

to be continued...