Jack is Back

Author's Note: This is a fic for Debbie and all Shandy Shippers out there, and a special thank you to Arianna for helping me develop the story and for looking over it for me. I hope you all like this. Please read and review Enjoy

Disclaimer: I do not own any of MC or the characters.

Sharon looked at her watch as she sat in traffic, waiting to get back home to Rusty and hopefully feel a bit better about today. She had to read Julio his rights in order to protect him from IA, but she could see the look of shock and hurt that crossed his features. He was not happy with her, nobody was, but she knew how IA worked and she just hoped that they would see that this was for the best. She glanced down at her watch again and huffed in frustration. LA traffic sucked.

At The Condo…

He should have left the house a couple of minutes ago, but he was running late. Rusty was getting ready to put dinner in the oven and set the table when there was a frantic pounding on the door. He knew that Sharon was due home in about half an hour and they weren't expecting any visitors until later, so this was confusing. Setting the pan on top of the stove, Rusty wiped his hands on a nearby towel and headed towards the door. The banging was still persistent and Rusty was getting fed up.

"Yeah, I heard you," he mumbled, "I'm coming. If only people could learn some patience."

Rusty reached the door and looked through the peep hole. Standing on the other side of the door was Jackson Raydor and he was not happy. Rusty debated whether or not to open the door, but when Jack resumed his banging he had to open it.

"Jack," Rusty said swinging the door open, "Sharon is not here, so if you are waiting to like yell at her, it's not going to happen."

"Well, isn't that convenient," Jack sneered, "and she accused me of being the neglectful one…Tell me Rusty, you wouldn't happen to know why both of my children seem to have completely drawn away from me halfway through the holidays?"

"Jack, why don't you ask your children? You know, ask them directly instead of going around the situation," Rusty replied sarcastically before a distinct scent caught his attention, "Is that alcohol? Have you been drinking, Jack?"

"Why the hell does that matter!" Jack yelled, turning on him, "You are not my wife, and neither is Sharon anymore! If I want to indulge in a few drinks, then I can."

"Sharon is not going to be happy, Jack," Rusty said, cautiously looking towards the front door, while silently praying that Sharon would walk through it.

"Yeah well, screw Sharon and her beliefs. She preaches her Catholic systems, but what was she following when she was screwing that Lieutenant of hers, while we were still married?!"

Rusty quickly looked at Jack at the mention of Flynn and Sharon. He doesn't realize how wrong he is. Jack seemed to take his glance the wrong way however, and a maniacal glee settled on within him.

"I know all about her relationship with Andy," Jack said slowly approaching Rusty, "all of their outings and gentle touches…and I have pictures to prove it. She can deny it all she wants, but I have got her and her screw buddy for fraternization within the work place and her on infidelity."

Rusty was sure his mouth was hitting the ground as he took in everything Jack the jackass had just said.

"Sharon was not having an affair, Jack," Rusty gasped, "She had nothing but respect for the marriage. She honored it, and I am surprised she didn't get rid of you sooner considering the way you've treated her! I'm pretty sure you were the one that went out and like…messed around, yet Sharon stayed married to you."

"She stayed married to me?" Jack scoffed, "I had to stay married to her! She is the Ice Queen that everybody hated to interact with, and I was married to that!"

Rusty could feel the anger that was boiling inside of him, and he had to fight hard not to punch Jack.

"Sharon's job required that people not like her! She was the one that had to do all of the hard stuff to make sure that everyone was safe! Plus, didn't she take that job to put you through school and pay off all of the debt that you left her with?! She may not talk about it a lot Jack, but I know what addicts do to their families. You were the one who screwed around and hurt her, and she continued to raise your children, pay your debts, and take you back. She tried to patch the relationship that you were so keen on avoiding, so don't you think for one minute that I am going to listen to you bad mouth my mom!"

Jack looked taken aback by Rusty's defense of Sharon, and even more so to his use of 'mom.' Closing in on Rusty, Jack grabbed his upper arms and threw him to the ground before standing over him.

"She has you wrapped around her finger. You think that she is a saint and that everything she does is perfect. Well guess what, that bitch is far from perfect!" Jack reached down to grab the front of Rusty's shirt, "She is not your mother either. She will never love you the way she loves my children…"

Meanwhile…

Sharon adjusted her purse on her shoulder after digging around for her keys. Her feet were aching and she could feel a headache coming on, but she would be drawing up a bath soon enough. As she approached her door, she could hear Rusty's raised voice and if that wasn't enough to alarm her, Jack's voice following quickly after, made her jump into action. Thrusting her keys into the lock, she threw the door open to find Rusty on the ground and Jack above him shouting.

"Jackson Raydor!" Sharon yelled, "If you do not let my son go this instant, I swear I will charge you with breaking and entering and assault!"

Jack instantly let go of Rusty and whipped around to face his ex-wife.

"He let me in Shar-on," Jack huffed, using the annunciation of her name he knew she hated, "You can't get me on that. Plus, I was just helping the kid up-"

"Jack," Darth- Raydor appeared, "I don't know why you are in my home, but you are not welcome and you need to leave now."

After seeing the subtle change from Sharon to IA Raydor, Jack almost gave in and fled the condo right then and there. Almost. Reason and decency had no room in his alcohol and rage filled body.

"I want to know why you sent our actual children to go snooping where they don't belong. Over the Holidays, I noticed that some things went missing from my place, and Emily seemed to be avoiding the situation," Jack said looking back at Rusty on the ground, "This street kid may be a bad influence on our children, and I tried telling Ricky that, but he always was a mama's boy."

"Jack," Sharon said, bunching her hands into fists at her sides, "If you think that I am going to let you treat Rusty like you have treated me for the better part of 30 years, I hope you don't mind being shot. I can smell the alcohol on your breath and I am not going to give you the chance to give me some half-hearted excuse as to why you started drinking again. You need to leave, now."

Sharon pushed past Jack to help Rusty up from the ground. She was suddenly yanked back by Jack's hands on her waist. Turning into him quickly, Sharon shoved his arms away from her and stepped back towards Rusty.

"You don't get to touch me, Jack!" Sharon growled.

"I can do whatever the hell I want! You are the bitch who sent the kids to spy on me, all so you could take them away. Then you sneak off with that Lieutenant, while we were still happily married, and suddenly you want a divorce. Tell me that had nothing-"

Sharon put up a hand to stop him, "You can honestly say that we were happily married? Because I know that it was more out of obligation and memories of the first couple of years that kept me married to you. I never regretted marrying you, Jack. We got Emily and Ricky out of it, and even Rusty because of the way things turned out, but I do regret not realizing that I was nothing to you until recently."

Jack rolled his eyes and threw up his hands, waiting for her to continue.

"I did NOT send the kids to spy on you, but do you remember the promise I made to you?" Sharon asked waiting till Jack nodded, "I never meant that I would take your children away from you. I knew that if you started drinking again, you would never see your kids again because you would ruin the already fragile relationship you had with them by drinking again."

"As far as what is going on between Lieutenant Flynn and myself, we are just friends. We have helped each other through some hard times and we found that we enjoy each other's company. I don't know if it is the alcohol or the aftermath of the divorce that has you seeking for something that is not there, but I'm done. We are done, and you need to leave."

Everyone stayed silent for a few tense moments. Rusty was still propped on his elbows on the floor while Sharon and Jack stared at each other. As if suddenly losing all the fight that he had in him, Jack expelled a large breath and turned towards the door. Reaching the table near the open door, Jack reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a manila envelope.

"These don't look like outings between just friends," he said without looking behind him, "I can show myself out."

Sharon watched as Jack walked out of the condo and closed the door behind him. She looked at the envelope he left before turning back to her son. Looking down at him she could see a bit of guilt shinning in his eyes.

"Rusty, none of this is your fault, okay?" She bent down to offer him a hand and help him off the floor.

"I let him in, Sharon," he said looking at the floor while dusting off his pants, "I tried so hard not to punch him when he was bad mouthing you…I kind of wish I had hit him."

Hiding a laugh behind her hand, she reached out to touch his shoulder and encourage him to look at her, "I had to fight the urge not to shoot him when I walked in to find him standing over you."

Both of them shared a few shy smiles and a small hug before their gazes fell upon Jack's parting gift. Sharon slowly walked over to it before picking it up and turning it over in her hands.

"He said…Well, he said," Rusty hesitated before deciding to just tell her, "he said he had pictures to prove that you and Flynn were together."

Peeling back the lip of the envelope, Sharon saw several photos tucked inside. Pulling out the first few, Sharon gasped at the images of her and Andy sitting across from each other at one of their usual restaurants. Her hand was resting on his on top of the table, her head was thrown back in laughter and Andy was grinning at her like a fool. The next couple of photos depicted the rest of the night and ended with them getting out of Andy's car with his arm around her as they walked into her condominium.

Setting them down, she pulled out another few and saw pictures of them walking around the boardwalk. They had gone down there to look for a present for Nicole for her birthday, and something for Rusty's graduation. They had finished their shopping and were walking close, laughing and smiling. Then she saw ones from when they had decided to walk along the beach. The last one was of them sitting in the sand with his coat around her shoulders and her head inches from his shoulder.

"Sharon?" Rusty said softly, "are you alright?"

Turning around, she realized that she must have let out a gasp because Rusty looked concerned. She also noticed that tears were welling in her eyes.

"I'm fine, honey," she assured, turning back towards the pictures now splayed out on the table, "I just realized that you and Nicole were right, and in a way, so was Jack."

"What do you m-," Rusty stopped abruptly when he heard a knock at the door.

"It's alright," Sharon said, going over to the door with the photos in her hand, "Jack may be drunk, but he wouldn't be stupid enough to come back."

Suddenly, Rusty remembered who was at the door. He was supposed to be out of the condo so they could talk. He really messed up, but it was too late. Sharon was already at the door.

"Andy?" Sharon gasped, looking at the man on the other side of the door. He had on the same suit from today, but he was holding flowers in his hand.

"Hey," he said, concern caressing his face, and settling in the wrinkles now present on his forehead, "what's wrong? What are those?"

Looking from his face down to the photos in her hand, Sharon could only shake her head.

"I'm fine. What are you doing here?" She asked giving him a small smile.

"I was hoping that we could talk-" Andy started before being cut off by Rusty.

"I was supposed to be out of the condo, but I forgot," he said gesturing around the living room, "I can leave now if you want?"

"No," Sharon said, "what do you mean you were 'supposed to be out of the condo'?"

"Ah, that was my bad," Andy said from behind her, "I wanted to surprise you and be able to sit down and talk where you were comfortable. I texted Rusty and asked him for his help."

"Yeah, and I messed that up by staying here and letting Jack…" Rusty trailed off not quite sure what to say.

"Jack was here?" Andy practically yelled.

Placing her hand on his shoulder, Sharon tried to calm him down.

"Andy, it's alright," she said looking down at the flowers he was holding in his hands, "Are those for me?"

Suddenly remembering the lilies in his hand, "Ah, yeah. I saw them earlier today and thought of you. I know you said you liked the ones at Nicole's wedding, so…I bought them."

Smiling to herself, Sharon took the offered flowers and walked into the kitchen to look for a vase. Andy looked over at Rusty who was guiltily looking at the ground.

"Hey kid," Andy said hoping to get his attention, "Whatever happened, it wasn't your fault. Jack can be a real jackass when he wants to be. He had no right to show up here…What exactly happened?"

Rusty looked towards the kitchen where Sharon was still trying to get the flowers set up.

"He just started pounding on the door and I let him in to try to get him to stop. He came in and started yelling and telling me that I was not Sharon's kid and she would never have the same feelings that she did of her own children-" Rusty said a bit nervous.

"Whoa," Andy interrupted, "Whatever Jack said was nothing but his version of manipulation. You and I both know that Sharon loves you just as much as she loves Ricky and Emily and she would fight anybody who tried to say otherwise."

"I know," Rusty said, "but I should have just left him out there until he left."

"Rusty, look at me," Andy said softly, "Nobody here is going to blame you for what happened tonight. If you had left him out there, he probably would have found a way in or waited until Sharon got here to be let in. None of this was your fault."

"He is right, sweetheart," Sharon added walking back into the living room to join them, "Jack is the type of person who will make everyone feel like crap just to feel better about how he feels. He wants everyone to share in his misery, whether he is sober or drunk."

Andy quickly looks to Sharon at her last statement, "He was drunk?"

Sighing, Sharon led Andy into the living room and sat down on the couch.

"Yes. He was drunk and believed that I was behind Ricky and Emily snooping in his life. He said a few things that I didn't agree with, but I think he knew that it was useless to try to fight me."

"Are both of you okay?" Andy looked between the two of them, scanning for any obvious injuries.

"Oh my god, Rusty! I didn't even ask you if he hurt you! You were on the ground, but I have no idea how you got there," Sharon got up and rushed over to him, checking him for anything.

"I'm fine, Sharon," Rusty reassured, gently laughing, "He just pushed me to the ground, that was it."

Sharon seemed to believe him, but she continued to fuss with his clothing and fixing his hair. Andy was looking at something on the coffee table and it appeared he was about to either throw something or hug somebody. That's when Rusty realized that Sharon had left the pictures on the table when she approached him.

"Uh, Sharon," Andy called from where he was standing, "Where did these pictures come from?"

"Oh," She gasped looking back at Andy, "Jack gave them to me. There are more over there. I think he had us followed to try to prove my infidelity while we were married."

"Why would he think that?! He is the one that fooled around with-," he stopped when he met her eyes. He knew that she was not stupid, but that didn't mean that she wanted to be reminded of it.

"After looking at a few of them, I can see why he was worried," she chuckled.

"I'm going to just go to my room," Rusty said, "you guys need to talk, and after what happened, I could use some sleep. Goodnight and I am sorry I ruined your plans, Andy."

"No worries, kid. I'm glad that you are alright."

"Goodnight, honey. I'm sorry you had to deal with Jack," Sharon said as he walked down the hall.

Hearing the door to his room close, Sharon went over to Andy and motioned for him to sit down with her on the couch. She took a hold of one of his hands and brought it to her lap.

"Andy, after the conversation we had with Rusty and Nicole a couple of weeks ago, I know that I have been a bit distant. I hadn't really thought about the way that others might have been viewing our 'non-dates,' but I think part of that was my fault," Sharon looked into his eyes before continuing, "I didn't want to face the fact that something could be happening, because I didn't think it could. After everything that happened with Jack, I thought I was done with romance and love.

"When I saw those pictures, I realized that we had been going on dates, and the only reason they weren't dates was because you are a gentleman and I was scared. I came to accept that after Rusty brought attention to it, but it wasn't until I saw those that I realized I wanted to have a relationship with you. I want to be able to say that I am going out with you and I want to be able to curl up with you and relax after a long day. I want to be able to steal a hug or even a kiss from you at work when nobody is looking or when we both need it."

"Good, because as much as I love being there for you as your friend," he said moving closer to her, " I would really love to be there for you all the time."

Sharon quirked her eyebrow at this, "I thought I wasn't your 'type.' I'm not a leggy, 20 something blonde looking for a one time deal."

Andy shook his head and made sure to look her in the eye, "I stopped dating those types of girls when you showed up. I realized I didn't want those types of trysts anymore, and I realized it was because I was hooked on you. I only had eyes for you. You were the one I was trying to impress and get to notice me. You were, and still are, the one that I try to stare at as you walk by. Your beautiful legs, hair, eyes, smile…everything about you is beautiful, and I wanted to be next to you every moment possible. You were my every thought when I was trying to get you to like me."

"What about now?" Sharon asked, a smile slowly taking over her face, "What am I to you now?"

"Everything," Andy replied, leaning in to place his lips on hers.

They were lost in the kiss with her hands sliding from his to find the back of his head, and his circling her waist for a few blissful minutes. When the need for air became too much, they broke apart only to rest their foreheads against each other. They leaned back against the couch and Sharon cuddled into Andy's side. They would have to deal with Jack and the photos later, and the team and Taylor would have to be informed, but that could all wait for tomorrow.