A white room. A white room and the smell of antiseptic. She knew this all too well, but this time she was the patient and not the visitor. This time, someone was sitting at her bedside. Slowly opening her eyes, the sunlight burns her retinas. Flinching, she picks her hand up to shield her face.

Andy Flynn notices her discomfort and quickly closes them, "Sorry. I know you like to let the light in so I opened them."

"Thank you." Sharon Raydor blinks slowly, taking in her surroundings, "I hate hospital gowns."

"I think you look beautiful in it." He smiles, taking her hand with the tubes through it, "I don't think anyone actually loves hospital gowns."

"You'd be surprised." She smiles a little, "Feels like a massive truck hit me."

"You just got out of surgery a few hours ago." Andy chuckles, "You're in recovery."

"I was shot...right?" She glances to her shoulder, making a face, "No more sleeveless shirts for me."

"Who are you kidding? You could pull off wearing this to work." He smirks, motioning to her hospital gown. "Provenza is still in surgery."

"I didn't know he was hit." Her face turns to that of shock, "Where...how..."

"They think when the suspect shot the gun from my hand, that it somehow reflected off and hit him in the chest."

"Oh no..." She shakes her head slowly, "When he gets to recovery, I want to see him."

"Of course." He nods, "If the doctor says you can."

She smirks slightly, "His kids notified? Liz?" Sharon glances to the man, "He's been dating her again, you know."

"Yeah, I know. They fit well together." He smiles, "I called her. She said she'll call their kids and a babysitter for the dog."

"That damn dog." She shakes her head slowly, "Where are my grandkids?"

"I told Mrs. Alvarez what's going on, she saw it on the television. Said she will take care of them until I get there tonight or whenever I get there."

"I'm leaving today too."

"You are not leaving today. You're leaving tomorrow at the earliest."

"Flynn, it was just a shoulder wound."

"And you lost a lot of blood, Shar. I'm not letting you put yourself at risk because you're stubborn and believe you're in some way related to Wonder Woman."

"Layla?"

"They sent her over to the rehabilitation center this morning." He smiles, "She's doing really well."

"Tyler?"

"He's sleeping at home. I don't want him with the kids right now by himself. He's still in a bit of shock."

"They looked him over?"

"I made sure of it." Andy nods, "Mrs. Alvarez is checking on him as well. They gave him a mild sedative. He needed it. Just something to help him sleep."

Sharon nods slowly, going quiet a moment before continuing, "Chase was a good kid, Andy."

"Yeah, real good..." He replies sarcastically.

"I mean it. He would do anything for him...it was his downfall."

"I know."

"I feel guilty that things turned out the way they did."

"Don't." He sighs, "You did what you were trained to do, as did the rest of the guys."

"He planned it that way. He knew if he didn't commit suicide by cop, Tyler would have hurt himself."

"Maybe that's your issue, Shar. Maybe you're thinking too much." Andy kisses her knuckles of her hand, looking up to meet her eyes, "You're still in FID mode. A cop discharged their weapon-"

"Multiple officers-"

"They discharged their weapons for one reason...to protect you." He shakes his head, "So stop thinking so much and let them do their job and you...you just need to recover." He offers her a slight smile, "I plan to help you with that."

"The other night..."

"Was fantastic, amazing, the best thing you've ever-"

"Probably shouldn't have happened." She replies sheepishly.

"Why do you say that?"

"I really like you...I mean, really like you and..." She sighs, looking him in the eye, "I don't want to lose you. When he pointed-"

"Alright." He nods, standing up, "I'm going to talk to someone. See if they can get a therapist or something for you."

"I already have a therapist."

"Then I'm going to give her a call."

"How did you know it was a woman?"

"Lucky guess." He nods, "I'm going to see if she'll do a house call. If not, I'll drive you to an appointment."

"I can't ask you-"

"Sharon, I love you." He stares at her, "I love you a lot and when you were hit...It made me want to vomit..."

"Soft stomach?"

"Because you lost a lot of blood and I've seen that before. I've seen guys die from one in the shoulder, especially if it takes a while to get an ambulance. I love you and your kids and...if anything happened to any of you, I don't know what I'd do."

"That's very sweet of you."

"You need to rest." He offers her a smile, leaning down to kiss the corner of her mouth, "When they give you something to sleep, I'm going to go take care of the kids at home."

"Thank you, Flynn. For everything."

"Stop thanking me. We're in this together now."