An A/U fic for Brenda/Andy. Set before the series began, but leading through the episodes. A kind of what if based on the movie "Sliding Doors". Chapters will be short.

Brenda walked down the hallway, heading for the elevator. She quickened her pace as she saw the doors begin to close, calling out for someone to hold the elevator for her. She sprinted the last few feet and got in, someone having reopened the doors for her. She saw an older gentleman in there, smiled at him for holding the elevator.

"Thanks so much. I appreciate you doing that for me." Brenda smiled at him.

"No problem, ma'am." Andy Flynn looked the newcomer up and down, appreciating what he was looking at. His eyes lingered on her legs, he'd always been a leg man. He liked her accent as well.

Brenda noticed him looking her over and didn't know whether to be upset or pleased that she could capture a man's attention. She decided to be pleased.

"What floor?" Flynn asked her.

"The lobby, please." Brenda stood back, watching the man push the button for the lobby for her. He was attractive, although perhaps a little too hardened for her taste. Alone in the elevator, she watched him, not knowing where else to look. She wondered who he was. Now that she'd come in and met the higher ups and been officially offered the job as Deputy Chief of the Priority Murder Squad, she'd be moving here very shortly. It wouldn't hurt to get to know some of the people she'd be working with, and by the badge on his belt, he obviously worked here.

Too soon, the elevator reached the lobby and they both disembarked. He held the door for her as they left the building and he watched as she walked away. He liked what he saw. He almost went after her, thinking of asking her out, but he refrained. He had no idea who she was, but he felt something he hadn't in awhile. He shook off the feeling, instead enjoying the sight of her walking away. He only hoped he'd see her again someday, and maybe then, he'd take the opportunity to ask her out. Now, if he only knew her name.