Unexpected visitor, part two of three.
Title:Unexpected visitor, part two of three
Pairing:Sharon and Andy
Word count:1141
Rating:T
Summary:The title says it all.
AN: Still don't know much about the rating system, so I guess a warning for very very mild violence!
Unexpected visitor, part one of two.
Unexpected visitor, part two of three.
He took in her presence. Even in a cardigan, she could pull it off to look sophisticated. She didn't look happily surprised, probably had expected someone else. He studied her more careful. She looked a bit tired. Too bad, he wasn't too font of her cranky.
"What are you doing here?"
Yes, definitely cranky.
"That's not a very nice welcome. Especially not as I brought you these beautiful flowers."
She sighed, as he strode passed her into the living room.
"Still don't like red roses, Richard."
As usual he ignored her, putting them down. Turning around, with this charming grin of his. Once she had fallen for those charms of his. A long time ago, when she was still young and naïve. All it had taken back then was his smile and his charms to fall deeply in love with him. Nowadays she was immune.
She had seen too much of that other side of Richard Bradford. The side that was used to getting his way, always. Made him a better lawyer, but a lousy partner.
"So how are you?"
"Let's skip the courtesies. It's been a long day for me, Richard. Why don't you just tell me why you're honoring me with your presence today."
"Do I need a reason to visit my wife?"
Sharon narrowed her eyes. "What are you doing here?"
"Here, as in town, or here, as in with you?"
She bit her lip, already beginning to lose her patience with him.
"Both."
"I'm called in for a consultancy on a case."
As long as she had known him, he only had done the major cases. He'd be leading those defense teams, not playing second fiddle. So for him to be a consultant now… What was there to gain for him, she wondered.
"And I believed I could stay here."
That managed to caught her attention.
"Here?"
There was shock in those beautiful green eyes of her. He liked toying with her a bit.
"Yes, I've stayed in the guest room before. Wouldn't mind sharing your bed either."
"Richard."
"Well, we are still married."
She gave him a stern look.
"Just kidding… the guest room would be fine."
"No."
"No?"
Richard didn't like hearing 'no'. He never had. When they had just dated, he'd say on many occasions that he wouldn't want to hear 'no' for an answer. Back then, she had believed he had been just flirting with her.
Later she had learned that Richard was the kind of man, who'd never had anything put in his way.
"Never been a problem before."
Although Sharon had been very adamant about the separation, she had always included him in their children's life. He was very grateful to her for that.
" I even believe one of my suits is still here. Did something change?"
"The children moved out, so I'd say yes, that's a significant change."
"Is that the only reason?"
"No, in fact the guest room isn't available."
Instead of surprise, she saw a smile appear on his face.
"Oh yes, your little ward."
He knew…it surprised her, and not.
"Yes, Rusty is staying in the guest room."
"I'm sure he wouldn't mind staying in Sam's room."
That was so typical of him.
"I beg to differ. Besides, there's no need for him to move."
She wouldn't dream of it. Not even if she would have a good relationship with Richard. She wouldn't ask this young man, who had come second for almost his entire life, to give up that little space that was his.
"You're not staying."
He became a bit aggravated. Once there had been so much love in her eyes. Now he looked at her emotionless stare. He had always disliked not being able to read her. That calm exterior of hers had pushed him right to the edge, more than once. Cold and aloof, only the tiniest bit of annoyance seeping through, but only because she was tired.
"And that would be because of uhm…"
"Rusty."
"Whatever."
She took a deep breath, trying to control herself.
"You're absolutely sure it wouldn't have anything to do with a Lieutenant Flynn?
With an icy stare he looked at her. The color drained from her face.
"I've heard he spends a lot of time with you."
His possessive tone of voice was so familiar. He was jealous. He had always been, even when there had been no reason to be. He picked up on the littlest things. Blowing them out of proportion. Right in the beginning she had mistaken it for him being overprotective. Had even believed it was sweet.
As their relationship had become more serious, his behavior had become more suffocating.
She had believed marriage would change him. if he would be secure she was his, and his only. They were both Catholics. He knew what marital vows meant to her. Marriage hadn't changed him. It took her a long time to acknowledge, that it was in his nature. He would never change. Not for her, not for their children, not for anyone. Richard's needs always came first.
"You've heard?"
He ignored her.
"You go out with him."
She didn't like at all where this conversation was heading. He didn't have the right. They'd been legally separated for almost two decades now. For the largest part of those years, she had completely devoted herself to motherhood. Raising their children. While he was no doubt entertaining himself with several young ladies.
"And of course you could say you're colleagues…but colleagues don't spend the night, do they?"
She swallowed, looking away with a tight smile on her lips. Hurt played out in her eyes, as he was treating her like she was an adulterous. She slightly shook her head. This was not happening. She wouldn't let him treat her like this.
"You've hired someone to investigate on my private life?"
Her eyes now turned back at him, sharp. The question not as much a question, but a statement. Now she was clearly annoyed. He didn't care though, so was he.
"So you're having a relationship with this Flynn…I can't believe you Sharon. I had someone look into him. The man produced a file larger than the files that normally appear on my desk."
"It's none of your business."
"The hell it is if you're sleeping with this guy!"
"What I do, or don't do, and with whom does not concern you. And now I would like you to leave."
She turned around to walk towards the door, but he grabbed her wrist.
PS Don't want to flood your friendspages with my long fic, so I tried out the lj-cut, thanks to bugsfic who posted a tutorial how to do this on about_time I now know how to do it. I guess if it worked:)
Pairing:Sharon and Andy
Word count:1141
Rating:T
Summary:The title says it all.
AN: Still don't know much about the rating system, so I guess a warning for very very mild violence!
Unexpected visitor, part one of two.
Unexpected visitor, part two of three.
He took in her presence. Even in a cardigan, she could pull it off to look sophisticated. She didn't look happily surprised, probably had expected someone else. He studied her more careful. She looked a bit tired. Too bad, he wasn't too font of her cranky.
"What are you doing here?"
Yes, definitely cranky.
"That's not a very nice welcome. Especially not as I brought you these beautiful flowers."
She sighed, as he strode passed her into the living room.
"Still don't like red roses, Richard."
As usual he ignored her, putting them down. Turning around, with this charming grin of his. Once she had fallen for those charms of his. A long time ago, when she was still young and naïve. All it had taken back then was his smile and his charms to fall deeply in love with him. Nowadays she was immune.
She had seen too much of that other side of Richard Bradford. The side that was used to getting his way, always. Made him a better lawyer, but a lousy partner.
"So how are you?"
"Let's skip the courtesies. It's been a long day for me, Richard. Why don't you just tell me why you're honoring me with your presence today."
"Do I need a reason to visit my wife?"
Sharon narrowed her eyes. "What are you doing here?"
"Here, as in town, or here, as in with you?"
She bit her lip, already beginning to lose her patience with him.
"Both."
"I'm called in for a consultancy on a case."
As long as she had known him, he only had done the major cases. He'd be leading those defense teams, not playing second fiddle. So for him to be a consultant now… What was there to gain for him, she wondered.
"And I believed I could stay here."
That managed to caught her attention.
"Here?"
There was shock in those beautiful green eyes of her. He liked toying with her a bit.
"Yes, I've stayed in the guest room before. Wouldn't mind sharing your bed either."
"Richard."
"Well, we are still married."
She gave him a stern look.
"Just kidding… the guest room would be fine."
"No."
"No?"
Richard didn't like hearing 'no'. He never had. When they had just dated, he'd say on many occasions that he wouldn't want to hear 'no' for an answer. Back then, she had believed he had been just flirting with her.
Later she had learned that Richard was the kind of man, who'd never had anything put in his way.
"Never been a problem before."
Although Sharon had been very adamant about the separation, she had always included him in their children's life. He was very grateful to her for that.
" I even believe one of my suits is still here. Did something change?"
"The children moved out, so I'd say yes, that's a significant change."
"Is that the only reason?"
"No, in fact the guest room isn't available."
Instead of surprise, she saw a smile appear on his face.
"Oh yes, your little ward."
He knew…it surprised her, and not.
"Yes, Rusty is staying in the guest room."
"I'm sure he wouldn't mind staying in Sam's room."
That was so typical of him.
"I beg to differ. Besides, there's no need for him to move."
She wouldn't dream of it. Not even if she would have a good relationship with Richard. She wouldn't ask this young man, who had come second for almost his entire life, to give up that little space that was his.
"You're not staying."
He became a bit aggravated. Once there had been so much love in her eyes. Now he looked at her emotionless stare. He had always disliked not being able to read her. That calm exterior of hers had pushed him right to the edge, more than once. Cold and aloof, only the tiniest bit of annoyance seeping through, but only because she was tired.
"And that would be because of uhm…"
"Rusty."
"Whatever."
She took a deep breath, trying to control herself.
"You're absolutely sure it wouldn't have anything to do with a Lieutenant Flynn?
With an icy stare he looked at her. The color drained from her face.
"I've heard he spends a lot of time with you."
His possessive tone of voice was so familiar. He was jealous. He had always been, even when there had been no reason to be. He picked up on the littlest things. Blowing them out of proportion. Right in the beginning she had mistaken it for him being overprotective. Had even believed it was sweet.
As their relationship had become more serious, his behavior had become more suffocating.
She had believed marriage would change him. if he would be secure she was his, and his only. They were both Catholics. He knew what marital vows meant to her. Marriage hadn't changed him. It took her a long time to acknowledge, that it was in his nature. He would never change. Not for her, not for their children, not for anyone. Richard's needs always came first.
"You've heard?"
He ignored her.
"You go out with him."
She didn't like at all where this conversation was heading. He didn't have the right. They'd been legally separated for almost two decades now. For the largest part of those years, she had completely devoted herself to motherhood. Raising their children. While he was no doubt entertaining himself with several young ladies.
"And of course you could say you're colleagues…but colleagues don't spend the night, do they?"
She swallowed, looking away with a tight smile on her lips. Hurt played out in her eyes, as he was treating her like she was an adulterous. She slightly shook her head. This was not happening. She wouldn't let him treat her like this.
"You've hired someone to investigate on my private life?"
Her eyes now turned back at him, sharp. The question not as much a question, but a statement. Now she was clearly annoyed. He didn't care though, so was he.
"So you're having a relationship with this Flynn…I can't believe you Sharon. I had someone look into him. The man produced a file larger than the files that normally appear on my desk."
"It's none of your business."
"The hell it is if you're sleeping with this guy!"
"What I do, or don't do, and with whom does not concern you. And now I would like you to leave."
She turned around to walk towards the door, but he grabbed her wrist.
PS Don't want to flood your friendspages with my long fic, so I tried out the lj-cut, thanks to bugsfic who posted a tutorial how to do this on about_time I now know how to do it. I guess if it worked:)