A/N: not my characters, just trying to fill in some of their blanks. Just continuing on a bit with this story.

Sharon woke suddenly with a sharp pain in her back. It was dark and under the groggy effects of a deep sleep it took a moment to realize she was in her living room and her less the comfortable couch was the culprit of the pain that had gripped her back. As she tried to twist herself out of the pretzel she had somehow managed to find herself asleep in, she realized the reason for her position. Andy Flynn curled up underneath her with his arms and legs tangled with her own. As he eyes adjusted to the darkness she saw the glow of the DVD players screen saver bouncing around on the television, and began to remember that they had been watching a movie. After the last few days of dealing with the FBI's "assistance" and Rusty's bringing Gus to the station it was no wonder they hadn't lasted long before sleep claimed them. As she looked over Andy's face in the pale light, a smile began to play at her lips fluttering to her stomach. One bright spot in these last few days had been Andy, and now talking to Taylor was over with and behind them. She could lay here in his arms without fear of consequence. She could lay here at least until her back made its final protest. As another pain shot through her she slowly and carefully disentangled herself from Andy's limbs and tried to stretch her muscles back into a functional place. Andy grumbled a little turning himself in his sleep. She watched him resettle into sleep, glow from under Rusty's door down the hall caught her eye. After she had made her notification and spent some time with Gus, Rusty had offered to take him to dinner so he wasn't on his own.

Lightly knocking on the door, she cracked it open to see him sitting at his desk, his back to her, headphones firmly in place. She eased the door back shut. She wanted to talk with him, but she hadn't quite formed all the thoughts she needed to say. She was fiercely proud of him, but she had concerns about some of the methods used to identify Marianna and find Gus.

She padded back to the kitchen grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, and her attentions went back to the man curled up on her couch. On one hand it was late and the thought of waking him up seemed to send him home seemed almost cruel; leaving him on the couch to suffer with his back in the morning was even crueler. At that her stomach began to twist. She had talked to Rusty about overnight guests, they had notified Taylor and they were grown people in a relationship that they had been having for longer than she cared to admit. The sensible thing to do was go wake him and take him down the hall to her bed. She stood lost in thought pondering her options, trying to bolster some courage to take some form of action. The sudden groan and movement coming from the couch pulled her from her thoughts.

"Andy, shhh, let's get you up from there." She took his hand helping to pull him up to a seated position and sat down gingerly beside him. He ran his right hand through her hair as he snaked his left around her waist.

"This couch of yours needs to be brought in and read its rights." All the mock seriousness of his voice lost to the yawn he couldn't stifle.

Sharon shoulders shook with a giggle. Why could she not stop grinning and giggling at this man? "I was just contemplating waking you up."

"Contemplating, you weren't going to leave me there alone were you?" he winked, he was teasing her, but the implication of his words weren't lost on her. Her shoulders fell and her eyes started tracing the pattern of her rug. One more deep breath.

"I was contemplating inviting you down the hall actually." Her eyes lifted searching out his reaction as she sucked in and bit down on her bottom lip.

"Sharon," he started reaching up and soothing her bottom lip with his thumb as he used his index finger to lift her head up to meet his gaze fully "are you sure you're ready for me to sleep here?"

"Sleep, hmm," she accepted the softness and gentleness of his eyes and leaned further into his side, his arm wrapping further around her, "yeah that's what I was thinking about"

Pushing past her sass "any decisions."

Her hands were dug into the pockets of the cardigan that she had on. The fingers of both hands flexing in and out of fists. "Only one. If I let you leave and go home tonight, my regrets won't let me get any sleep."

Pulling her further into his chest, Andy nuzzled his face into her hair, grazing the shell of her ear with a light kiss as he whispered "We can't have that." Pulling back to look her in the eye "No regrets?"

Licking her lips as the spread into a smile she pulled out of his embrace and stood. She took both of his hands pulling him to his feet. As she started down the hall to her bedroom with him in tow she stopped at the entrance to her bedroom. Turning into his arms, she stood on her toes and kiss him fully on the mouth. Before he could deepen the kiss, she pulled back and whispered to his ear "no regrets" then promptly tugged him into her darkened bedroom.

TBC