Shattered images part one
Hi you all,
I have been writing like crazy the last couple of months, the last year? I don't even know when I began writing this fic. In the mean time it has become my little place to escape towards if the big bad world around me gives me lots of headaches.
I love writing, the scary part of it is the posting. So if it had been up to me I would have never posted this fic.
xx_nieno had a different idea about that though. She was my biggest cheerleader, stalker, fan whatever you want to call it. So to indulge her I'm posting the first two chapters of Shattered images part one.
She also made the lovely banner, one of her persuasions to cheer me on in posting it :)
Thank you xx_nieno for being this amazing friend who gives me lots and lots of confidence. I know you don't agree with me on this, but without you this fic wouldn't have even excisted.
Title: Shattered Images
Part: One
Alternate Universe
Pairing: Sharon and Andy ( although you will have to be patient)
Rating: M
WARNING: The rating M for angst and violence, so if you are not in to that, don't read this story.
story under the cut
Sharon’s eyes were fixed on her left hand, a smile curling on her lips. She couldn’t help staring at the ring on her finger. It reflected the sunlight through all its facets. The sparkle reminded her of the sparkle in Jack’s eyes when she had said ‘Yes’. It hadn’t been the first time he had went on one knee in front of her. Every time before she had turned him down. She hadn’t been ready yet, still fighting for her independence.
She wasn’t sure what the source of her almost obsessive need to be independent was. Her parents, the most wonderful parents a child could wish for. All they had ever wanted for her was to be happy. They took care of her every need. Maybe that had been the reason. In a way it seemed like they were always walking on eggshells around her. She banished the thought from her mind. There was no time to have any complex thoughts. She didn’t want to be late on her first day.
Sharon wiggled the engagement ring from her finger, carefully placing it in the small jewelry box, she had received on her tenth birthday. When her father had presented her the gift, her eyes had sparkled, just like the exquisite stone in that ring. She had been so excited, she had missed that the box hadn’t been the actual present. Before she closed the box, her fingers trailed over the gold locket. The engraved flowers had mesmerized her as a little girl. She would stare at it for hours. It had been such a special gift. Still warming her heart. Her engagement ring would be just fine in there.
Sharon took a deep breath, her eyes wandered to the mirror. She had done it. Last week, after six months of intensive training, she had graduated from the Los Angeles Police Academy. She didn’t believe her parents had been thrilled she had decided to enter the Police Academy, although they had never said a word. She was sure though Jack hadn’t liked it. He nearly had a fit, when she had sprung the new on him. She was sure he had eventually let it go, as he hadn’t been convinced she’d finish the training. But she had. And today she would start her first day as a LAPD officer.
As she graduated on top of her class, the reward had been that she could have her pick at divisions. She chose Homicide. For years she had believed she’d study law to be a lawyer one day, fight criminals. That’s what she liked, fighting for justice, to maintain the rules. One day she might still go to law school, but not now. In Homicide she felt like she was truly fighting crime.
Her instructors had given her a look. Surely they believed she didn’t have the stomach for it. She’d prove them wrong. She would not only do fine. She’d do exceptional. She always put her standards high , this wouldn’t be any different.
I have been writing like crazy the last couple of months, the last year? I don't even know when I began writing this fic. In the mean time it has become my little place to escape towards if the big bad world around me gives me lots of headaches.
I love writing, the scary part of it is the posting. So if it had been up to me I would have never posted this fic.
xx_nieno had a different idea about that though. She was my biggest cheerleader, stalker, fan whatever you want to call it. So to indulge her I'm posting the first two chapters of Shattered images part one.
She also made the lovely banner, one of her persuasions to cheer me on in posting it :)
Thank you xx_nieno for being this amazing friend who gives me lots and lots of confidence. I know you don't agree with me on this, but without you this fic wouldn't have even excisted.
Title: Shattered Images
Part: One
Alternate Universe
Pairing: Sharon and Andy ( although you will have to be patient)
Rating: M
WARNING: The rating M for angst and violence, so if you are not in to that, don't read this story.
story under the cut
Sharon’s eyes were fixed on her left hand, a smile curling on her lips. She couldn’t help staring at the ring on her finger. It reflected the sunlight through all its facets. The sparkle reminded her of the sparkle in Jack’s eyes when she had said ‘Yes’. It hadn’t been the first time he had went on one knee in front of her. Every time before she had turned him down. She hadn’t been ready yet, still fighting for her independence.
She wasn’t sure what the source of her almost obsessive need to be independent was. Her parents, the most wonderful parents a child could wish for. All they had ever wanted for her was to be happy. They took care of her every need. Maybe that had been the reason. In a way it seemed like they were always walking on eggshells around her. She banished the thought from her mind. There was no time to have any complex thoughts. She didn’t want to be late on her first day.
Sharon wiggled the engagement ring from her finger, carefully placing it in the small jewelry box, she had received on her tenth birthday. When her father had presented her the gift, her eyes had sparkled, just like the exquisite stone in that ring. She had been so excited, she had missed that the box hadn’t been the actual present. Before she closed the box, her fingers trailed over the gold locket. The engraved flowers had mesmerized her as a little girl. She would stare at it for hours. It had been such a special gift. Still warming her heart. Her engagement ring would be just fine in there.
Sharon took a deep breath, her eyes wandered to the mirror. She had done it. Last week, after six months of intensive training, she had graduated from the Los Angeles Police Academy. She didn’t believe her parents had been thrilled she had decided to enter the Police Academy, although they had never said a word. She was sure though Jack hadn’t liked it. He nearly had a fit, when she had sprung the new on him. She was sure he had eventually let it go, as he hadn’t been convinced she’d finish the training. But she had. And today she would start her first day as a LAPD officer.
As she graduated on top of her class, the reward had been that she could have her pick at divisions. She chose Homicide. For years she had believed she’d study law to be a lawyer one day, fight criminals. That’s what she liked, fighting for justice, to maintain the rules. One day she might still go to law school, but not now. In Homicide she felt like she was truly fighting crime.
Her instructors had given her a look. Surely they believed she didn’t have the stomach for it. She’d prove them wrong. She would not only do fine. She’d do exceptional. She always put her standards high , this wouldn’t be any different.