Shattered images part one, chapter six
title: shattered images
part: one
Chapter: six
pairing: sharon and andy
au
rated: M
warning for violence and angst
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This case was taking its toll on everyone. Andy had tried to persuade Sharon to go home. Have a few decent hours of sleep. She refused, as long as everyone else stayed she did too. She was trying to prove herself, beyond a doubt. He began to feel bad for being so hard on her.
Andy looked over his shoulder at Sharon. She did the paperwork, seemingly enjoying it. She was probably better at it than he was anyway.
“Reports are looking good, Flynn. “
A smile curled on Hamilton’s lips.
“Elliot is doing them for you, isn’t she?”
Andy smiled.
“She’s not your personal secretary, Flynn.”
“She practically pulled them from my hands. Pretty sure she believes she can do them better.”
“She does.”
Hamilton couldn’t miss the smile on Andy’s face. He didn’t seem bothered by the assumption.
“How is she working out?”
“She’s got a good set of brains…”
“And…?”
“I understand why she graduated on top of her class. She came up with answers to questions, we didn’t. If you ask me she’s smarter than most of the guys out there.”
“So…”
“I was prejudiced. Still doesn’t mean I want her as my partner.”
“I’m sure you can make the best of it.”
“ I believe there isn’t a moment that mind of hers isn’t thinking about connecting all the dots in this case. She’s seeking for a pattern while we believe there isn’t any. I guess time will tell.”
Andy’s eyes wandered off towards Sharon. He saw her rubbing her neck.
“Unfortunately she’s damn stubborn too. Would you tell her to go home, sleep for a couple of hours?”
Was that concern in Flynn’s voice?
“You’re not going home either.. You shouldn’t wonder then she’s not going home. “
Andy sighed frustrated. She looked pale and he could swear she’d lost weight. He tried to recall the last time she ate. He wasn’t consciously aware of it, but he was worried about her.
“You can order her.”
“So can you.”
“Fine. Thanks for your help.”
Sharon looked up from her papers as a familiar scent filled the room. A smile appeared on her face as Jack confidently walked into the room. She couldn’t remember a time he hadn’t been confident. The word insecure definitely not in his vocabulary. The others were eyeing him, but he didn’t seem bothered by it. Jacks’ broad smile disappeared, looking worried instead.
“Hey… Everything alright?”
“I should ask you that question. Sweetheart you look exhausted.”
Self conscious Sharon ran a hand through her hair.
“When’s the last time you slept?”
“I sleep.”
“And when’s the last time you ate?”
Frowning concerned Jack took her face in his hands.
“You look pale.”
Sharon looked away from him, trying to avoid his eyes.
“I’m going to take you home, order in some food and get you into bed.”
“Jack, no, I’m at work, we’re in the middle of a case. I can’t just leave.”
“Yes, you can.”
“No, I cannot. This is my job, Jack. I explained that to you.”
Sure she had explained that to him. They mostly argued about it. He didn’t like the fact she had joined the LAPD. She was chasing some psycho another thing he certainly did not like. Once they were married this had to end.
“Sharon.”
“And I’m not getting into an argument with you about this now.”
She locked eyes with him. He wasn’t going to be able to change her mind.
“I’m trying to catch a killer, Jack, that’s my job. I might be losing some sleep, but these women are losing their lives.”
“I just miss you… I’m worried about you.”
Sharon smiled.
“I’m fine, Jack. I know what I’m doing.”
He sighed, wrapping his arms around her. Sharon relaxed in his hold. It was good to feel the warmth, to feel loved. Suddenly she felt so exhausted. She had to get out of his hold or she’d let him take her home. Jack’s lips grazed her forehead as she pulled away from him. Looking into her eyes, he touched her cheek.
“Call me…”
Sharon nodded, trying to keep her eyes from crying as his hand gently squeezed her hand, his thumb stroke her skin. He didn’t want to let go of her.
“Jack,… come on… I really need to finish that report.”
“Call me.”
Andy watched the two of them from the Commander’s doorway. He knew that guy with Sharon. Jack Raydor, that slick, hot shot lawyer. During one of his last cases the guy had managed to get the guy he had tried to lock up free on a form error. Damn bastard. What was he doing with Elliot?
Jack’s visit made her realize how exhausted she was. Maybe she should lay down for a while. First she should finish that report.
“Be on your guard with that guy…”
Confused she turned around.
“Jack Raydor’s the slimy lawyer they warn you for at the academy. He’ll twist your words and he’ll dig and dig until he’s found that little loop hole he needs to get his client off the hook. Even if his client is the biggest scum of the Earth.”
Sharon stared at him. Great, Andy already met Jack, or heard about him and formed an opinion. Sure he did not like him.
“He’s an eel, maybe one of the victim’s family’s lawyered up. They’ll sue us for not doing our jobs the way we’re supposed to.”
Sharon sighed, diverting her eyes from him, so Andy took a step closer.
“He won’t be all charming, while he’s got you on the stand. He’ll make you look like some ignorant girl. Don’t believe there won’t be a question he won’t ask. If him mentioning your sex life will help him, he will.”
Sharon stared back at him, quirking her eyebrow.
“Maybe he’s dazzled you with his charms, hon, but I bet there is a reason why he was here.”
“Yes, he was here to see me…”
Andy frowned.
“Is he some friend of yours? Some free advice, hon, police officers and lawyers do not mix. Lawyers are not your friends, especially not if they can use whatever you say to them against you in court.”
“Jack won’t do that.”
“My are you naive.”
“He won’t put me on the stand and ask me about my sex life.. He knows everything about that already. Jack and I are engaged.”
Andy felt like he’d been punched in the gut. Why would it matter to him she was engaged? What was she doing engaged to such a prick? Andy took her by her upper arm and took her with him into one of the interrogation rooms. He didn’t need the audience.
Sharon looked stunned at him.
“Wh…”
“What have you been telling him?”
He met with confused eyes.
“About the case, What have you been telling him?”
“Nothing.”
“The press knows too much. Someone’s been leaking.”
Sharon frowned angry.
“You believe I’ve been leaking to the press?”
Her voice elevated. He didn’t like the anger, it hurt him to see the betrayal in her eyes.
“No, not you. That friend of yours.”
“Fiance.”
“Something the prick would do if he had anything to gain with it. Now you might not have intended to…”
“I haven’t talked to him about this case at all.. When should I have had the time? I’ve been here for days in a row now, remember? Besides it’s procedure not to talk about the case with anyone.”
Andy stared at her. Damn he should have known. That girl wouldn’t do anything against procedure. Betrayal was all he saw in her green eyes now. He knew he messed up as she pulled her arm from his hold, walking right passed him. all he was left with the echo of her heels clicking angry on the floor.
part: one
Chapter: six
pairing: sharon and andy
au
rated: M
warning for violence and angst
the lovely banner is made my xx_nieno
This case was taking its toll on everyone. Andy had tried to persuade Sharon to go home. Have a few decent hours of sleep. She refused, as long as everyone else stayed she did too. She was trying to prove herself, beyond a doubt. He began to feel bad for being so hard on her.
Andy looked over his shoulder at Sharon. She did the paperwork, seemingly enjoying it. She was probably better at it than he was anyway.
“Reports are looking good, Flynn. “
A smile curled on Hamilton’s lips.
“Elliot is doing them for you, isn’t she?”
Andy smiled.
“She’s not your personal secretary, Flynn.”
“She practically pulled them from my hands. Pretty sure she believes she can do them better.”
“She does.”
Hamilton couldn’t miss the smile on Andy’s face. He didn’t seem bothered by the assumption.
“How is she working out?”
“She’s got a good set of brains…”
“And…?”
“I understand why she graduated on top of her class. She came up with answers to questions, we didn’t. If you ask me she’s smarter than most of the guys out there.”
“So…”
“I was prejudiced. Still doesn’t mean I want her as my partner.”
“I’m sure you can make the best of it.”
“ I believe there isn’t a moment that mind of hers isn’t thinking about connecting all the dots in this case. She’s seeking for a pattern while we believe there isn’t any. I guess time will tell.”
Andy’s eyes wandered off towards Sharon. He saw her rubbing her neck.
“Unfortunately she’s damn stubborn too. Would you tell her to go home, sleep for a couple of hours?”
Was that concern in Flynn’s voice?
“You’re not going home either.. You shouldn’t wonder then she’s not going home. “
Andy sighed frustrated. She looked pale and he could swear she’d lost weight. He tried to recall the last time she ate. He wasn’t consciously aware of it, but he was worried about her.
“You can order her.”
“So can you.”
“Fine. Thanks for your help.”
Sharon looked up from her papers as a familiar scent filled the room. A smile appeared on her face as Jack confidently walked into the room. She couldn’t remember a time he hadn’t been confident. The word insecure definitely not in his vocabulary. The others were eyeing him, but he didn’t seem bothered by it. Jacks’ broad smile disappeared, looking worried instead.
“Hey… Everything alright?”
“I should ask you that question. Sweetheart you look exhausted.”
Self conscious Sharon ran a hand through her hair.
“When’s the last time you slept?”
“I sleep.”
“And when’s the last time you ate?”
Frowning concerned Jack took her face in his hands.
“You look pale.”
Sharon looked away from him, trying to avoid his eyes.
“I’m going to take you home, order in some food and get you into bed.”
“Jack, no, I’m at work, we’re in the middle of a case. I can’t just leave.”
“Yes, you can.”
“No, I cannot. This is my job, Jack. I explained that to you.”
Sure she had explained that to him. They mostly argued about it. He didn’t like the fact she had joined the LAPD. She was chasing some psycho another thing he certainly did not like. Once they were married this had to end.
“Sharon.”
“And I’m not getting into an argument with you about this now.”
She locked eyes with him. He wasn’t going to be able to change her mind.
“I’m trying to catch a killer, Jack, that’s my job. I might be losing some sleep, but these women are losing their lives.”
“I just miss you… I’m worried about you.”
Sharon smiled.
“I’m fine, Jack. I know what I’m doing.”
He sighed, wrapping his arms around her. Sharon relaxed in his hold. It was good to feel the warmth, to feel loved. Suddenly she felt so exhausted. She had to get out of his hold or she’d let him take her home. Jack’s lips grazed her forehead as she pulled away from him. Looking into her eyes, he touched her cheek.
“Call me…”
Sharon nodded, trying to keep her eyes from crying as his hand gently squeezed her hand, his thumb stroke her skin. He didn’t want to let go of her.
“Jack,… come on… I really need to finish that report.”
“Call me.”
Andy watched the two of them from the Commander’s doorway. He knew that guy with Sharon. Jack Raydor, that slick, hot shot lawyer. During one of his last cases the guy had managed to get the guy he had tried to lock up free on a form error. Damn bastard. What was he doing with Elliot?
Jack’s visit made her realize how exhausted she was. Maybe she should lay down for a while. First she should finish that report.
“Be on your guard with that guy…”
Confused she turned around.
“Jack Raydor’s the slimy lawyer they warn you for at the academy. He’ll twist your words and he’ll dig and dig until he’s found that little loop hole he needs to get his client off the hook. Even if his client is the biggest scum of the Earth.”
Sharon stared at him. Great, Andy already met Jack, or heard about him and formed an opinion. Sure he did not like him.
“He’s an eel, maybe one of the victim’s family’s lawyered up. They’ll sue us for not doing our jobs the way we’re supposed to.”
Sharon sighed, diverting her eyes from him, so Andy took a step closer.
“He won’t be all charming, while he’s got you on the stand. He’ll make you look like some ignorant girl. Don’t believe there won’t be a question he won’t ask. If him mentioning your sex life will help him, he will.”
Sharon stared back at him, quirking her eyebrow.
“Maybe he’s dazzled you with his charms, hon, but I bet there is a reason why he was here.”
“Yes, he was here to see me…”
Andy frowned.
“Is he some friend of yours? Some free advice, hon, police officers and lawyers do not mix. Lawyers are not your friends, especially not if they can use whatever you say to them against you in court.”
“Jack won’t do that.”
“My are you naive.”
“He won’t put me on the stand and ask me about my sex life.. He knows everything about that already. Jack and I are engaged.”
Andy felt like he’d been punched in the gut. Why would it matter to him she was engaged? What was she doing engaged to such a prick? Andy took her by her upper arm and took her with him into one of the interrogation rooms. He didn’t need the audience.
Sharon looked stunned at him.
“Wh…”
“What have you been telling him?”
He met with confused eyes.
“About the case, What have you been telling him?”
“Nothing.”
“The press knows too much. Someone’s been leaking.”
Sharon frowned angry.
“You believe I’ve been leaking to the press?”
Her voice elevated. He didn’t like the anger, it hurt him to see the betrayal in her eyes.
“No, not you. That friend of yours.”
“Fiance.”
“Something the prick would do if he had anything to gain with it. Now you might not have intended to…”
“I haven’t talked to him about this case at all.. When should I have had the time? I’ve been here for days in a row now, remember? Besides it’s procedure not to talk about the case with anyone.”
Andy stared at her. Damn he should have known. That girl wouldn’t do anything against procedure. Betrayal was all he saw in her green eyes now. He knew he messed up as she pulled her arm from his hold, walking right passed him. all he was left with the echo of her heels clicking angry on the floor.