BONUS CHAPTER: Hi all, as this started as a 3 chapter story your wonderful reviews made me want to provide one more EXTRA LONG chapter to this story. It's taken a few nights, but here it goes…..

I don't tend to write crime scenes, as much as I love watching MC, I am bad at writing non- Sharon/Andy scenes.

Stay tuned. I will be getting back on board with my incomplete stories... and any prompts INBOX me.. love ideas.

She made the last round of the crime scene as the team continued to process every inch of the property. She had been disappointed when their day off had been interrupted by a murder, pulling her from the desired warmth of her bed and the even more desirable Andy Flynn. She had mentally kicked herself numerous times that morning thinking about the evening before, and the satisfaction she displayed in offering to 'buffer' the wedding was the look of possibility. Captain Sharon Raydor would never consider exposing herself or her position to scandal or sexually inappropriate behaviour; she wrote the rules. However, of late she had noticed him, his movements towards her, his protective stances by her side, defending her on occasion to Chief Taylor and DDA Rios. She liked it. It had been a long time since a man had done that for her.

Snapping her thoughts back to the situation at hand, she made her way back towards her team who had gathered to discuss tactic. She was determined to get this wrapped up as quickly as possible, not only sparing the department overtime but hopefully getting to pick up where she left off.

"Lt. Provenza, would you please return home and drop Rusty back to my place, call around a uniformed officer until I get home, then get that sample of powder to the lab. I need those results today. Lt. Tao & Buzz, I want you to gather as much home surveillance from surrounding properties, we may find something to identify the killers. Lt. Sanchez & Detective Sykes please accompany the bodies to the morgue, I want to know what they ate, what they took… anything to pin down their last movements. We need to know how they met their killer or killers. How they died. What they died of. Lt. Flynn, you seemed to have a late night, go home, have a few hours sleep and we will catch you up later in the day."

She shifted on the spot as everyone nodded in agreement, the sound of his voice breaking the atmosphere as everyone stood grounded

"Captain, I am fine I don't need to go home" his eyes locking onto hers, blinking she tried to break his hold.

"Everything is covered here Lieutenant. It's an order. Please" she hoped by adding the 'please' it would sound less of an order and more of a request.

"In the meantime, there are a few people I need to see before stopping in to see Rusty. If anything comes up I want to know."

She watched as her team dispersed, including the Lieutenant who she had sent home, a smirk crossing her face as she made towards her car …

Pulling into the car park adjacent to his condo complex she chose the most inconspicuous space available, hidden behind a brush fence and concrete pillar. When she had told her team she had people to see she hadn't lied, she planned to see him, and then see Rusty, therefore 2 people.

Mentally slapping herself she found herself reasoning again, a light laugh breezing through her lips as she realized how teenage-like this creeping around was.

Making her way across the street she eyed up the building, a white rendered complex with large trees out front, and a cobbled drive way reminiscent of yester year. She had only been to his house once, many years ago when Jack and herself had had dinner with him and his ex-wife. The night had been dark and she had never noticed the beauty of the building and the way the condo complex reminded her of some building from the 1800's.

Entering the building she made her way to the 4th floor, almost on tip toes as she made her way along the hall to number 4014. He had never mentioned a move, and she had hoped he still lived here, because standing on a strangers stoop with a tinkle in her eye and a naughty smirk would have been a little too awkward.

A gentle wrapping on the door with her knuckles she listened for movement, as footsteps approached the door.

She watched as a man appeared, silver haired, dressed in only pajama bottoms, his chest bare.

She let out a light chuckle as she found amusement in his appearance,

"You came home to sleep?" her voice was light and airy

"You sent me home…. To sleep?" his features crinkling as he tried to read her,

As her body arched and moved to lean against the door frame, she watched his eyes widened, a smirk coming to play on his lips

"Are you sure you want to sleep?" she dropped her voice low, the velvet tone rolling off her tongue

"I never did feel tired… " his voice seemingly echoing through her body

She had felt his arms wrap around her waist dragging her inside as he pinned her to the wall, his lips plunging straight to her neck as he kissed and sucked the most delicate areas causing her to gasp for air. Her hands had made a desperate grab for his hair, as the sudden feeling overwhelmed her.

She had felt his hands move from her body as she suddenly missed the contact, his hands reaching to grasp hers as he dragged her to his bedroom.

His touch had been soft and tantalizing, his fingers teasing her body with every moment he made. She had waited as she had felt his hands slowly unbutton her blouse, his fingers letting it drop to the floor. In a moment of heated lust she shouldn't have been so habitual, her eyes darting to the floor as she looked at the silk blouse pooled on the floor.

"Just one second" her body bobbed down to retrieve the blouse as she hung it over a chair in the corner of the room. She watched as a smirk appeared on his face as the broken moment amused him

"It's silk …. And I do have to go back to work Andy … how would I explain that?"

He just gave another throaty laugh, "you slipped and fell into bed with your good-looking, mature, funny, wise and incredibly sexy lieutenant?"

Her hand came up to his arm as she swatted him for his response.

She had watched his hand move towards her trousers, unzipping them as she felt them pool to the floor, his hands moving down her body to her now bare thighs as he guided her to the bed.

His lips had continued their original trail from her neck down her jaw bone, her collarbone, down her chest to her bellybutton. Working between her hip bones he continued to press kisses, every now and again his tongue swirling against her bare skin as her legs began to give way. She had watched as his head descended lower, continuing the movement to her inner thighs, parts of her aching that shouldn't have for a subordinate officer.

Grabbing a fist full of his hair, she bought him back to her face, a quick kiss before rolling him onto his back, her legs now saddling him as she took control.

"Lieutenant Flynn, I do believe as your superior officer I give the orders" a smirk rising on her lips as her hands guided his above his head pinning him to the bed.

"Yes Captain"

A loud and brash knock at the door broke the moment as a voice echoed through the apartment.

"Hey Andy open up! I can't stand out here all day"

Both heads propping up eyeing towards the door as the familiar voice interrupted a perfect moment.

"Come On Flynn! I know you're home! Raydor expects me back at the office soon"

She looked back down to the man beneath him with a sigh of defeat; a quickie wouldn't be so quick or so satisfying. Just like in Monopoly, do not pass go, do not collect $200

Rolling off him she rolled onto her side, clad only in her bra and panties as she watched him move towards the door, puppy dog eyes of disappointment

She heard a grumble as he seemingly adjusted his pants in an attempt to hide his turn on

"I'll get rid of him"

Her mind had agreed but her voice had interjected before she could stop the words coming out, "No! Don't! Then he'll suspect something. I must be getting back to the office."

She watched as his face fell even more.

Closing the bedroom door behind him, he padded back towards the front door clearly frustrated and unhappy.

She had heard two men's voices and the sounding of passing footsteps. She figured once the men got settled she would slip out the door and apologize to Andy later for raising his hopes and his manhood.

Hearing footsteps padding back down the hall she hoped it was one lieutenant rather then the other. Provenza seeing her in her underwear was probably the worst thing she could think of, though to be honest she wasn't thinking very hard. Talk about awkward Monday mornings!

Seeing him appear, as he gently closed the door, she heard a clear clicking of the lock as he made his way back across the room, his body stopping in front of the bed.

Propping herself up on her knee's, she ran her fingers up his chest, pulling his head down to meet hers, as she pushed her body up against his.

A mumble left his lips as he broke the kiss,

"He took a seat and flicked on the tv… said I needed to go for a shower and change of clothes."

Feeling his hand slide from her lower back, it slipped into hers as she felt him tug her in the direction of the ensuite, his eyebrows raising in suggestion.

"Oh no Andy, I have got to get back to Rusty…besides… 'THAT' with Provenza outside the door?"

Her attempt to anchor him down was of little use, a complete failure as he bent down to scoop her body into his arms

"If I don't come out looking like I've taken a shower, he'll think something's up…"

Looking up she could only watch as his hands turned the shower taps on…..

"No screaming Sharon!"

The water ran down her body as his lips caressed her neck, making their way up her jaw line as his hands ran the length of her back. She'd never found anything too sexy about two people naked in a shower, until today, the way she felt his hands worship her body and his need to consume her ,overpowered her senses.

The pressing of her spine against the cold tiling made her skin prickle, the lack of hot water causing her body to shiver. She had felt her wrists being pressed onto the cold wall, as his body pinned hers, unable to move.

His lips had been close to hers, his whispers quiet as she heard him repeat her name,

"Sharon, come to me….. I need you"

It wasn't going to be slow love making, but a cold, rough adrenaline rush in the shower.

She had felt him enter her, pushing himself deeper and deeper as his thrusts became quicker and quicker, her gasps for air vocalizing as she bit down on his shoulder stifling her cries.

Their movements animalistic and rough, her arms flailing to grip something as his thrusts pushed her closer and closer.

Her hands sliding down the tiles, feeling for anything steady to grip, her hand locked onto the shower rack.

Pulling down harder on the metal rack, an explosion vibrating through every nerve ending, a loud crash echoed through the bathroom…

She had watched as he seemed unaffected, content to continue to his lips strong and pressing against her exposed flesh.

She had watched him redress himself as he towel dried his hair their eyes meeting as a smirk came across his lips

"You're going to sneak out like a teenager"

She could only laugh as that analogy reminded her of her younger years

"Except these days I am the parent!"

Waiting for him to make his way back down the hall to the lounge, she made her move towards the front door. She had heard the men talking as she paused to eavesdrop…

"I heard something fall in the shower, everything okay?"

"Just the shower rack, damn metal holder, can't take any weight…"

Quietly leaving the apartment she had to stop, taking in a deep breath as she leant up against the wall outside his apartment …. Did she just do that?

She really did like weddings, and she really did like Andy Flynn.