"Leave out all the rest" 3/?
Fandom: Brenda/Sharon
Rating: R
Spoilers: hmm.. well, since its all in my head, non really, but i guess it makes sence if you think its set after the christmas episodes
Disclaimers: haha yes, I own Sharon, and Brenda, TNT and oh wait, reality just kicked in- telling me no, that was me daydreaming...
Summary: Sometimes things just happen and when they do you try your best to figure out why these thoughts are stuck in your head.
It’s not like the dripping wet t-shirt or the hair that caused it to be see-through hadn’t been enough. To see someone as tightly knit as Captain Sharon Raydor out of her element, being completely surprised by a fellow officer in her own home, wearing old grey sweatpants, so far from her usual attire… Brenda would have kicked herself if she hadn’t been wrapped up in her blanket so tightly.
She had rushed away from the Captains house as soon as she uttered the words ‘prey hunting’ and as she made a mental note out of assigning her whole department to paperwork to come up with that… woman, as their best choice in accompanying their boss’s dirty work…. She made the resolution to get straight home to her bed and forget the last 20 minutes ever happened.
The first thing she would have to do the next morning was to go shopping to find something slutty enough for what would certainly be the worst night of her life. And that was counting the night Fritzi stormed out, and the day she had decided to put Kitty to rest.
The night club did not give out any information about their regular costumers, or any of its employers. The only way Brenda could get the information she needed was to go into the club herself and get people to talk to her. She would have gone alone, if it hadn’t been for the useless rules Will had enforced making it impossible for her to do so without being accompanied by a fellow officer. Flynn had volunteered Provenza to dress up in drag, but other than that, their best solution was to find another woman in the department who would fit the criteria.
‘-She would have to look good.’
‘-Sorry Provenza, that means you’re out of the race.’ Sanchez threw in, amusing the rest of the department while getting batting eyelashes from the man in question.
‘-And why is that, Lt. Flynn?’ Brenda was more than willing to play on her femininity when it came to getting what she wanted, but the pure act of putting herself out there with no utter motives was beyond her understanding. She was truly a feminist at heart.
‘-Because we wouldn’t want people to be suspicious of your presence there, and it wouldn’t make sense if you showed up there looking your best and then being out of the question for most guys because you’re dragging along some hag.’
‘-Watch your mouth Lt.! And take that back! Don’t ever judge people by their appearance when I’m around ever again, is that clear?’
‘-…other than that, you agree, right? Chief?’ Flynn knew just how to play her, giving her a compliment disguised as complete douche bag. If she hadn’t known that Flynn didn’t mean anything with it, she’d sign him up for sensitivity classes.
‘-Do you have anyone in mind?’ Brenda knew this was the only way to get her answers and close the case; so far they had nothing to go with.
‘-How about Captain Raydor?’ To everyone’s surprise it didn’t come from either Flynn or Provenza, but rather Lt. Tao, who was already searching through pictures of various departments and had Raydor’s picture up.
‘-Actually, that might not be such a bad idea. I mean, our departments are familiar with each other, and…’ Gabriel had until now been quiet in regards to their new and only plan in the case.
‘-Alright. Who should tell her? I’d be happy to tell her she’s about to get ordered from the Assistant Chief himself to be true self for one evening without having to hide.’
‘-Pope? What does he have to do with this?’ Provenza had turned around to Flynn who was grinning dreamily out in the open office space.
‘-Oh come on, you really think the woman will go willingly if the Chief asks her? Nah, Chief’ here he turned towards Brenda in all seriousness ‘you’re gonna have to go through Pope to bring her along on this one.’
‘-Actually, it might even be to your advantage if you spill some words about what it would involve. Throw out some descriptions of a cougar and she’ll hopefully take the bait.’
It had been a terrible idea from the very beginning.
----
‘-Is that what you’re planning on wearing?’
‘-What’s wrong with this?’
‘-Oh, I’m sorry, Chief, I thought the purpose was to get people to talk with us to get information about the murders, not try and sell them bibles or get them to join you at Sunday school.
‘-For your information, this, is my work clothes, I’ve got all that other stuff in my office!’
‘-Really? So, if I were to walk into your office, let’s say, right…’ Sharon had called her bluff and was on her way through her doors.
‘-Wait!’
‘-I just want you to say it! Admit it, you need my help.’
‘-What, you’ve got the prostitute costume of the year hidden underneath that trench coat of yours?’
‘-I have a 21 year old daughter, and I know what makes my 19 year old son take a second glance after someone , is that good enough of an explanation for you?’
‘-Fine! Meet me downstairs in ten minutes, and we’ll go find something.’
----
‘-Where are you taking me?’
‘-Don’t worry, I know just the place. A friend of mine owns a store down on 8th and Spring Street.’
‘-You’ve got friends?’
‘-I’m sorry, If I recall correctly, and we both know I do, so don’t even start, you came to me, because I was the only one who could help you in this case, do you really think this, is going to make it any easier on any of us?
‘- Wait a minute, you weren’t the only one, and I don’t need help, I just need someone permitted to hold a gun and use it if necessary, and it helps that you look the way you do plus you were already familiar with the case!’ Brenda caught herself and realized she was really making this worse. The least she could do was to try and act civilized.
‘I mean… I’m sorry, I you’re right. It just slipped out…?’ Ok, so maybe she didn’t sound as sincere as she hoped, but hopefully Raydor would let this one slip by.
‘-That you lie for a living surprises me when you can be this bad at it.’ Apparently not.
They came into a small boutique that reminded Brenda a lot about the one she had found herself in during her second case as Chief of the LAPD. There were cream colored walls in an open space nearly suffocating her in high end class.
‘-Captain, this looks a bit too… high end for what our operation requires, don’t you think?’
‘-Chief,’ Sharon was trying to choose her words carefully not to start a new banter in the middle of her friends store, ‘Did you ever get to see “Pretty Woman”?
‘-Yes, I did!’ Brenda was positively beaming at her, because she actually had seen that one, and the satisfaction that Raydor didn’t just find a new reason to look at her as an alien for everything IN made her feel very pleased with herself. ‘That’s exactly who I had in mind when I knew we had to do this!’
‘-Then let me emphasize my question; do you remember what she was wearing in that one?’
‘- I do!’
‘-Then you know that was twenty years ago and no one would be caught dead in those outfits even if it had been their very last resort. And right there is why you need my help, or should I say, Mel’s help.’
‘-I knew that.’ She really didn’t. ‘Who’s Mel?’
As if she’d been an actress waiting for her queue, Sharon saw Mel coming in from the backroom.
‘-Sharon! Oh my god, what are you doing here at this hour? Don’t tell me they let you out?! Shush, don’t tell me, you broke free!’
‘-Mel! It’s so good to see you! As Mel draped her arms around her in a hug Sharon whispered ‘seriously, you have no idea!’ only making Mel laugh even harder and respond with kissing her cheek.
‘-Well what are you doing here? We missed you last night! I swear, if you’d been there we wouldn’t have to relive Trinny and Susan’s trip to Cabo- slideshow for slideshow desperately waiting for them to tell us the big secret they were waiting to tell us all about.’
‘-What? What are you talking about?’
‘-I wouldn’t know, let me see if I remember it correctly; ‘Melanie James Parker, Gina Constanze Risoli, oh yes, they were on middle name basis by this time, Katherine Linda Aralis, you know, as well as Trinny and I, that we would never tell something like this if not all of us were here! Now where’s Sharon?!’ So where were you?! We tried calling your cell like a hundred times!’
‘-Oh I’m so sorry! I managed to leave my charger at work! Oh, I wonder what it is! You think they’ve finally gotten an answer from the adoption agency?’
‘-Oh, that could make sense! That would make sense, because we all know they want you to be their little toddlers godmother! Oh, you think that’s why they were in Mexico? Oh, a little baby on the way! But seriously, where were you?’
‘-Something came up, or, someone came up.’ Sharon had automatically rolled her eyes in Brenda’s direction.
‘-What? You’re not… really?’ Sharon could see the wheels turning in her friends head, and tried her best to not laugh at the absurdity.
‘-No! Of course not!’ She turned around to see Brenda standing between to racks of suits looking like a lost girl in the woods trying to find her way to grandma’s house.
‘-Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson, meet Melanie James Parker. She will be our guide for the day.’
‘-I will?’ Mel crooked an eyebrow all too familiar with some of Sharon’s stuns. ‘I will. Where exactly am I guiding you?’
‘-I’m really not at liberty to say.’ Brenda had seen the interaction between the two women and even if she hadn’t exactly tried to listen in on their conversation, her own curiosity had reached a new peak when learning this new information that someone would actually have Raydor as their child’s godmother. What was this unborn creature? The spawn of pure evil? Because then, and only then, would that ever be appropriate… Another thing that had stroked her as she observed the two women’s interaction was how… friendly Sharon had seemed. She had let the other woman hug her? Kiss her cheek? Brenda was definitely realizing some things, but she was not sure exactly what just yet. Why did she feel the need to act so hostile towards this woman?
‘-Excuse the Chief here for a moment Mel, I wasn’t sure how well she would react in a normal setting with actual human beings she couldn’t boss around, clearly, she still has some adjustment problems.’ Sharon shot Brenda a dirty look that only managed to piss Brenda even more off.
‘We need two outfits for an operation, and I’m sure she’ll slaughter me the first chance she’ll get if I say more about it than the fact that we need to look… desirable for young men.’
‘-….desirable for young men… Sharon? Are you feeling alright? Because the last time you uttered those words you were 16 and drunk out of your senses and one happening three minutes later made you change your view on preferable for the rest of your life. Not that I take credit, or anything.’ Mel’s laughter blossomed throughout the whole store and left Sharon regretting coming there for a second, then she realized she was only stating the facts, and didn’t realize Sharon really wasn’t that close to the woman she’d brought with her to reveal such information.
‘-Alright, that’s enough. Now, get into sales woman mode and show me what I need.’ They shared a little moment and left it at that, knowing they’d get back to it over some red wine later in the week.
‘-Well of course Captain, anything you say Captain.’ Mel always knew the words to get her mind spinning back to that incident.
‘-Don’t look so uptight Sharon,’ she gently slapped the Captain on her butt as she lead the way, and to Brenda’s surprise, it didn’t seem to set of some trigger with Raydor making her go off like a raving lunatic. No, actually to Brenda’s surprise the woman smirked and went with her still chuckling at something Brenda couldn’t say for sure if she fully understood.
‘-That woman….?’
TBC
Rating: R
Spoilers: hmm.. well, since its all in my head, non really, but i guess it makes sence if you think its set after the christmas episodes
Disclaimers: haha yes, I own Sharon, and Brenda, TNT and oh wait, reality just kicked in- telling me no, that was me daydreaming...
Summary: Sometimes things just happen and when they do you try your best to figure out why these thoughts are stuck in your head.
It’s not like the dripping wet t-shirt or the hair that caused it to be see-through hadn’t been enough. To see someone as tightly knit as Captain Sharon Raydor out of her element, being completely surprised by a fellow officer in her own home, wearing old grey sweatpants, so far from her usual attire… Brenda would have kicked herself if she hadn’t been wrapped up in her blanket so tightly.
She had rushed away from the Captains house as soon as she uttered the words ‘prey hunting’ and as she made a mental note out of assigning her whole department to paperwork to come up with that… woman, as their best choice in accompanying their boss’s dirty work…. She made the resolution to get straight home to her bed and forget the last 20 minutes ever happened.
The first thing she would have to do the next morning was to go shopping to find something slutty enough for what would certainly be the worst night of her life. And that was counting the night Fritzi stormed out, and the day she had decided to put Kitty to rest.
The night club did not give out any information about their regular costumers, or any of its employers. The only way Brenda could get the information she needed was to go into the club herself and get people to talk to her. She would have gone alone, if it hadn’t been for the useless rules Will had enforced making it impossible for her to do so without being accompanied by a fellow officer. Flynn had volunteered Provenza to dress up in drag, but other than that, their best solution was to find another woman in the department who would fit the criteria.
‘-She would have to look good.’
‘-Sorry Provenza, that means you’re out of the race.’ Sanchez threw in, amusing the rest of the department while getting batting eyelashes from the man in question.
‘-And why is that, Lt. Flynn?’ Brenda was more than willing to play on her femininity when it came to getting what she wanted, but the pure act of putting herself out there with no utter motives was beyond her understanding. She was truly a feminist at heart.
‘-Because we wouldn’t want people to be suspicious of your presence there, and it wouldn’t make sense if you showed up there looking your best and then being out of the question for most guys because you’re dragging along some hag.’
‘-Watch your mouth Lt.! And take that back! Don’t ever judge people by their appearance when I’m around ever again, is that clear?’
‘-…other than that, you agree, right? Chief?’ Flynn knew just how to play her, giving her a compliment disguised as complete douche bag. If she hadn’t known that Flynn didn’t mean anything with it, she’d sign him up for sensitivity classes.
‘-Do you have anyone in mind?’ Brenda knew this was the only way to get her answers and close the case; so far they had nothing to go with.
‘-How about Captain Raydor?’ To everyone’s surprise it didn’t come from either Flynn or Provenza, but rather Lt. Tao, who was already searching through pictures of various departments and had Raydor’s picture up.
‘-Actually, that might not be such a bad idea. I mean, our departments are familiar with each other, and…’ Gabriel had until now been quiet in regards to their new and only plan in the case.
‘-Alright. Who should tell her? I’d be happy to tell her she’s about to get ordered from the Assistant Chief himself to be true self for one evening without having to hide.’
‘-Pope? What does he have to do with this?’ Provenza had turned around to Flynn who was grinning dreamily out in the open office space.
‘-Oh come on, you really think the woman will go willingly if the Chief asks her? Nah, Chief’ here he turned towards Brenda in all seriousness ‘you’re gonna have to go through Pope to bring her along on this one.’
‘-Actually, it might even be to your advantage if you spill some words about what it would involve. Throw out some descriptions of a cougar and she’ll hopefully take the bait.’
It had been a terrible idea from the very beginning.
----
‘-Is that what you’re planning on wearing?’
‘-What’s wrong with this?’
‘-Oh, I’m sorry, Chief, I thought the purpose was to get people to talk with us to get information about the murders, not try and sell them bibles or get them to join you at Sunday school.
‘-For your information, this, is my work clothes, I’ve got all that other stuff in my office!’
‘-Really? So, if I were to walk into your office, let’s say, right…’ Sharon had called her bluff and was on her way through her doors.
‘-Wait!’
‘-I just want you to say it! Admit it, you need my help.’
‘-What, you’ve got the prostitute costume of the year hidden underneath that trench coat of yours?’
‘-I have a 21 year old daughter, and I know what makes my 19 year old son take a second glance after someone , is that good enough of an explanation for you?’
‘-Fine! Meet me downstairs in ten minutes, and we’ll go find something.’
----
‘-Where are you taking me?’
‘-Don’t worry, I know just the place. A friend of mine owns a store down on 8th and Spring Street.’
‘-You’ve got friends?’
‘-I’m sorry, If I recall correctly, and we both know I do, so don’t even start, you came to me, because I was the only one who could help you in this case, do you really think this, is going to make it any easier on any of us?
‘- Wait a minute, you weren’t the only one, and I don’t need help, I just need someone permitted to hold a gun and use it if necessary, and it helps that you look the way you do plus you were already familiar with the case!’ Brenda caught herself and realized she was really making this worse. The least she could do was to try and act civilized.
‘I mean… I’m sorry, I you’re right. It just slipped out…?’ Ok, so maybe she didn’t sound as sincere as she hoped, but hopefully Raydor would let this one slip by.
‘-That you lie for a living surprises me when you can be this bad at it.’ Apparently not.
They came into a small boutique that reminded Brenda a lot about the one she had found herself in during her second case as Chief of the LAPD. There were cream colored walls in an open space nearly suffocating her in high end class.
‘-Captain, this looks a bit too… high end for what our operation requires, don’t you think?’
‘-Chief,’ Sharon was trying to choose her words carefully not to start a new banter in the middle of her friends store, ‘Did you ever get to see “Pretty Woman”?
‘-Yes, I did!’ Brenda was positively beaming at her, because she actually had seen that one, and the satisfaction that Raydor didn’t just find a new reason to look at her as an alien for everything IN made her feel very pleased with herself. ‘That’s exactly who I had in mind when I knew we had to do this!’
‘-Then let me emphasize my question; do you remember what she was wearing in that one?’
‘- I do!’
‘-Then you know that was twenty years ago and no one would be caught dead in those outfits even if it had been their very last resort. And right there is why you need my help, or should I say, Mel’s help.’
‘-I knew that.’ She really didn’t. ‘Who’s Mel?’
As if she’d been an actress waiting for her queue, Sharon saw Mel coming in from the backroom.
‘-Sharon! Oh my god, what are you doing here at this hour? Don’t tell me they let you out?! Shush, don’t tell me, you broke free!’
‘-Mel! It’s so good to see you! As Mel draped her arms around her in a hug Sharon whispered ‘seriously, you have no idea!’ only making Mel laugh even harder and respond with kissing her cheek.
‘-Well what are you doing here? We missed you last night! I swear, if you’d been there we wouldn’t have to relive Trinny and Susan’s trip to Cabo- slideshow for slideshow desperately waiting for them to tell us the big secret they were waiting to tell us all about.’
‘-What? What are you talking about?’
‘-I wouldn’t know, let me see if I remember it correctly; ‘Melanie James Parker, Gina Constanze Risoli, oh yes, they were on middle name basis by this time, Katherine Linda Aralis, you know, as well as Trinny and I, that we would never tell something like this if not all of us were here! Now where’s Sharon?!’ So where were you?! We tried calling your cell like a hundred times!’
‘-Oh I’m so sorry! I managed to leave my charger at work! Oh, I wonder what it is! You think they’ve finally gotten an answer from the adoption agency?’
‘-Oh, that could make sense! That would make sense, because we all know they want you to be their little toddlers godmother! Oh, you think that’s why they were in Mexico? Oh, a little baby on the way! But seriously, where were you?’
‘-Something came up, or, someone came up.’ Sharon had automatically rolled her eyes in Brenda’s direction.
‘-What? You’re not… really?’ Sharon could see the wheels turning in her friends head, and tried her best to not laugh at the absurdity.
‘-No! Of course not!’ She turned around to see Brenda standing between to racks of suits looking like a lost girl in the woods trying to find her way to grandma’s house.
‘-Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson, meet Melanie James Parker. She will be our guide for the day.’
‘-I will?’ Mel crooked an eyebrow all too familiar with some of Sharon’s stuns. ‘I will. Where exactly am I guiding you?’
‘-I’m really not at liberty to say.’ Brenda had seen the interaction between the two women and even if she hadn’t exactly tried to listen in on their conversation, her own curiosity had reached a new peak when learning this new information that someone would actually have Raydor as their child’s godmother. What was this unborn creature? The spawn of pure evil? Because then, and only then, would that ever be appropriate… Another thing that had stroked her as she observed the two women’s interaction was how… friendly Sharon had seemed. She had let the other woman hug her? Kiss her cheek? Brenda was definitely realizing some things, but she was not sure exactly what just yet. Why did she feel the need to act so hostile towards this woman?
‘-Excuse the Chief here for a moment Mel, I wasn’t sure how well she would react in a normal setting with actual human beings she couldn’t boss around, clearly, she still has some adjustment problems.’ Sharon shot Brenda a dirty look that only managed to piss Brenda even more off.
‘We need two outfits for an operation, and I’m sure she’ll slaughter me the first chance she’ll get if I say more about it than the fact that we need to look… desirable for young men.’
‘-….desirable for young men… Sharon? Are you feeling alright? Because the last time you uttered those words you were 16 and drunk out of your senses and one happening three minutes later made you change your view on preferable for the rest of your life. Not that I take credit, or anything.’ Mel’s laughter blossomed throughout the whole store and left Sharon regretting coming there for a second, then she realized she was only stating the facts, and didn’t realize Sharon really wasn’t that close to the woman she’d brought with her to reveal such information.
‘-Alright, that’s enough. Now, get into sales woman mode and show me what I need.’ They shared a little moment and left it at that, knowing they’d get back to it over some red wine later in the week.
‘-Well of course Captain, anything you say Captain.’ Mel always knew the words to get her mind spinning back to that incident.
‘-Don’t look so uptight Sharon,’ she gently slapped the Captain on her butt as she lead the way, and to Brenda’s surprise, it didn’t seem to set of some trigger with Raydor making her go off like a raving lunatic. No, actually to Brenda’s surprise the woman smirked and went with her still chuckling at something Brenda couldn’t say for sure if she fully understood.
‘-That woman….?’
TBC