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[women-4life]

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Major Crimes (things that shoulda been)

OK.

I don’t know how to do a “under the cut” 

So, if you need to avoid a spoiler for Major Crimes (which finished in 2017 or 2018, I forget... time is really mussy in my head right now)

Theeeeeeeeeeeen.... take the title and these sentences as a cue to start scrolling away to avoid it :)  (i’ll also make sure to tag it as such)

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ON THAT NOTE, let’s roll.   Spudmeisterin and I were talking about the ending, and how bloody bad/lazy writing it was.   so here’s some points we came up with.

(i realize they wanted to be dramatic and surprising, but they missed the mark)  What would be more surprising, is if they allowed Sharon Raydor to retire happily.   (because killing women for people’s pain so they can finish the impossible task, as well as “close to retirement so must die” and also “i’m happy/just married so must die” tropes are just....so rife.  just soooo rife)

SO.

In my mind, she did.

She had the same heart thing (ouch)  cuz, let’s face it... life can do that.  Whether or not she needed the transplant or was put on a pacemaker and a severe restriction on her job choices/retirement choices, I’ll leave that up to you.

Either way, she’s out for that part of the season.  The rest of the team nails Stroh the cartoon villain serial killer. yada yada.

They come back to her hospital room after Stroh is shot.   Andy is there, as well as Provenza, Julio, Rusty, and Amy.

Sharon is like, “did you get him?” (meaning, did you catch the bastid etc)

Provenza does his little...kinda look down sheepish and is like, captain we had to shoot him.  I shot him.

And Andy chimes in like, “really, he totally did it”.

Which causes Sharon to do that all knowing, “Mmm.”

(she knows that Provenza didn’t do it, but she doesn’t care.  Stroh is done, everyone’s healthy/safe/accounted for.)

they do the usual happy banter, then the nurse is like, she’s still got a long road to recovery, everyone out, she needs rest.

Sharon Raydor retires Officially. (so does Andy)   They had some awful close calls, and they want to enjoy their worlds, and the time they have left.

That doesn’t mean that they don’t do occasional consulting (kinda like alexa crowe in “my life is murder”)

It should be noted that Provenza is unlikely to retire until he literally cannot anymore..  He’s absolutely running the Major Crimes unit.

Rusty becomes a proper DA (working with Hobbs, instead of just interning)

Sharon and Andy embarrass (cutely) the hell out of Rusty at his wedding.  (i can’t decide if he gets back together with Gus, or he finds someone else along his healing journey.  The writers really just flung their story all over the place)

anyhoo. it’s cute.  much goofy dancing.

Provenza gives Best man speech, and Rusty hides his face in his hands on the table.

(ooo.  the night before, part of the bachelor party, the gang goes axe throwing.  Julio and Amy clean up on the bets (but which one wins between them?)

Some times, Sharon, Andy, Rusty, his hubs, Provenza and Patrice, go to disneyland.  it’s a retiree thing/family thing.   They love the really freaking weird rides.  Patrice has a special hat made for Provenza saying “Louie”.  He grumbles at first, but accepts that He’s wearing it, because Patrice is wearing hers ^,^

He won’t go to Disneyworld though, because California is superior (or he’s a grump, it’s hard to say which)

and because it sounds about right to me, Sharon and Andy make it somewhere into their 80′s. 

If anyone else wants to add to some of the ridiculous antics, feel free.  And spuds, I think i forgot a point or two, feel free to add ^,^

[dreamer-329]

1.?

Who is/are your comfort character(s)?

Sharon Raydor & Louie Provenza, Leroy Jethro Gibbs & Jacqueline Sloane, Arizona Robbins, Catherine Cawood, Gillian Greenwood & Caroline McKenzie-Dawson........

[melody92221]

[blossom--of--snow]

OMG so I know this is a little late, but I'm back on my Shandy shit lately (shocker, I know) and I always love the way you write them. Could you do #42 (“I swear it was an accident") from the prompt list for them?

If Sharon Raydor ever did meet Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson, she arrest her superior officer. With Chief’s Johnson’s track record, it couldn’t be too hard to find something actionable.

Once again, she had been called in to deal with another Flynn and Provenza miasma that the chief could not—would not—take care of herself with appropriate disciplinary action and basic leadership skills. Naturally, they got into their worst trouble after hours, so on Saturday night at 8:46 p.m., Sharon burst forth from the elevator and tore through the maze of desks in the IA offices.

Flynn and Provenza as contrite as ever, stood outside her office, arms crossed and pouts in rare form. When they spotted her, Flynn stood up a little straighter and took that goddamn toothpick out of his mouth, but Provenza couldn’t be bothered to move.

“Good evening, gentlemen. So glad you could be bothered to at least show up for this meeting.”

“Yeah, you sound thrilled.” When would Flynn ever learn that “mumbling” only made matters worse for him?

After unlocking her door, Sharon yanked the key from its hole and flung her office door open. “After you.”

By the time they moped through the door and flopped into their seats, Sharon had already found the incident report, but when she looked up to begin berating them, she found them both staring at her.

“What?” she hissed.

“Oh, uh, just didn’t know you were a fan, Captain,” Provenza said, nodding to the baseball cap she threw on before she left the condo.

“Well, boys, you’re not the only one who occasionally gets lucky enough to obtain skybox tickets.” Into those last two words, she infused as much venom as she could. That shut them up long enough for her to get her bearings. By the time she looked up from the file, she was ready to fire them both on the spot, save everyone a headache.

Flynn must have noticed the look on her face because he decided opening his mouth would help him somehow. “Captain, I swear it was an accident—”

“Do not say another word.”

“Even if I can get you another pair of skybox tickets?”

Sharon’s eyebrow nearly left her forehead. “I certainly hope that’s not a bribe, Lieutenant.”

If she weren’t so irate, Flynn’s blush would have been funny. “What? No, just—”

Provenza rubbed a hand over his eye, as if his night had been ruined by incompetence. “Flynn, for the love of God. Just shut up.”

[data2364]

Mary McDonnell as   Sharon Raydor   2016  in  Major Crimes   “Present Tense”

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt5275090/

[ila9182]

What about Andy being hurt in the field and Sharon kneeling close to him and telling him she loves him for the first time in front of everyone? Let's embarrass Captain Raydor!!! Angsty with a happy ending please? ❤️

Thank you so much for the ask, anon! So here is the story you asked for! I hope you will enjoy it! ;)

Also this isn’t proofread, so mistakes are all mine. Sorry.

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Life could change in the blink of an eye. Sharon knew it. She had heard people say that line countless times, she had read that line countless times, even if right now she couldn’t remember where. She was aware that what she knew, what she loved could be taken away from her in an instant. Her comfort, her security, her family… She had tried to live her life keeping that line in the back of her mind, not allowing this irrational fear to control her, but not letting her ordinary life lull her into a false sense of security. Her job reminded her everyday of how this saying was cruelly true. Sharon and her team had to witness each day the lives of random people being turned upside down, they had to witness each day how an ordinary day could dramatically change into the worst day of someone’s life. She and her team weren’t immune either, they put their lives in the line to honor their oath – to serve and protect – every single day.

Life could change in the blink of an eye indeed. Today Sharon was reminded of the truthfulness of that saying in the most brutal way. Andy had let out a muffled sound. Sharon had turned around and a horrified look had crossed her features as she had witnessed to Andy being thrown down the stairs by a dark silhouette. It had happened fast, too fast for none of the team to react. The crime scene was supposed to be cleared. Here it was, the false sense of security that had lulled them the moment they stepped into the house, the false sense of security that could change her life in the blink of an eye.

The manly silhouette started running away and before she could say anything, Julio and Tao had followed him and pinned him down. Sharon didn’t fully realize what was going on around her; her eyes were focused on the stairs. Everything around her, every sound was muffled as she ran down the stairs. She found Andy lying on his back, motionless, and she froze for a split second. Her heart twitched. The most horrifying thought came to her mind; Andy was dead. Sharon shook her head and screamed as she knelt down beside him, “I need an ambulance. RIGHT NOW!”

Andy was unconscious. Sharon’s hand immediately reached for his face, stroking it before she moved down to his neck to check his pulse. It was there. He was alive. Sharon let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. Andy was still there.

“Andy, hang in there, okay?” Sharon whispered to him, leaning close to his face, her voice shaking. “An ambulance is going to be here soon.”

Sharon scanned Andy’s body and froze when she noticed a bloodstain growing on the left side of his shirt. “Oh my God, no…” She mumbled horrified. Sharon quickly took off her blazer and folded it. She put it on the wound and applied pressure as she heard footsteps nearing her. Sharon looked up and met Provenza’s concerned look. “Stab wound on his left side.” She informed the Lieutenant in a detached tone. “He’s breathing, but unconscious.”

Provenza sighed and rubbed his forehead as he glanced worriedly at his friend. He took a deep breath and replied, “Ambulance will be here shortly, Captain.” He saw Sharon nodded and turned around, raising his voice, “Tao! Get in there, quick!”

Mike quickly joined Provenza and the older Lieutenant muttered something to him. Tao knelt down next to Sharon and put his hand on the blazer as well. “Here, Captain, let me help you.” He offered gently.

“Don’t release the pressure…” Sharon instructed him mechanically, “There’s a stab wound on his side, I…”

“It’s okay, I got it, Captain.” Mike reassured her.

Sharon slowly removed her hands, Tao immediately putting his to apply pressure. Sharon’s eyes didn’t leave her blazer, watching as the bloodstain grew on the delicate fabric. A soft whimper caught her attention and she turned to look at Andy. His eyes were fluttering open and Sharon quickly scooted closer to his face. She ran a hand through his salt and pepper hair and told him softly, “Andy, it’s okay. You’re going to be fine.” She stroked his hair some more and added in a barely audible tone, “Stay with me, okay? Stay with me, Andrew Flynn.”

The fluttering of his eyes slowed down and Sharon felt a wave of panic run through her. Her hand immediately moved to his neck to check his pulse and she could have sworn it was slower than earlier. “Don’t you dare, Andy. You hear me? Don’t you dare leaving me now.” Sharon whispered to him, a crack in her voice as she tried to continue. She felt tears pooling in her eyes, but she couldn’t allow them to stream down her face. She took a deep breath and blinked the tears away before leaning closer to his face, “I-I love you, Andy. You hear me?” She whispered in a trembling voice, “I love you, Andrew Flynn.” She repeated as her hand stroked his cheek, “Don’t you dare…” She paused and took another deep breath before going on, “Don’t you dare d-dying on me… just don’t.”

Sharon looked up when she suddenly heard commotion around her. She was relieved to see the paramedics rushing toward them and she glanced once again at Andy, “The paramedics are here. You’re going to be okay, Andy…” she told him softly, her hand rubbing his face gently.

Sharon stepped away from Andy to allow the paramedics to work. She silently watched them as they wheeled him away after a few minutes. When Julio helped her to her feet, Sharon realized most of the team was there, staring at her with a worried face.

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“You know, Sharon, you don’t have to stay overnight. I’m fine, go home and have some rest.” Andy told her, as he watched her entering his room with a coffee in her hand.

“Nonsense.” Sharon answered, shaking her head as a small smile graced her features. “I’m staying.” She added as she sat on the chair next to his bed. “And as a matter of fact, I won’t say you’re fine. In case you forgot, you’ve been stabbed and you’ve fallen down the stairs. You might even have a concussion.” She told him in a serious tone.

“Might is the keyword.” Andy reassured her with a smile. “I’m doing fine, Sharon. The blade didn’t reach vital organs. I’m good to go.”

Sharon threw him a deadly stare and Andy chuckled. He froze and put a hand on his left side as he winced in pain. Sharon crossed her arms over her chest and arched an eyebrow as she repeated his previous words, “You’re doing fine and you’re good to go?”

Andy rolled his eyes and rested his head against the pillow. He briefly closed his eyes to catch his breath, trying to ease the discomfort. Sharon’s face went back serious and she reached for his cheek, stroking it gently, “Easy, Andy…” She whispered soothingly. “Are you okay?” She asked, worry evident in her tone.

“I’m okay, don’t worry…” Andy replied quietly, as he slowly but not effortlessly took her hand in his, interlacing his fingers with hers.

Sharon offered him a faint smile and squeezed his hand. They stayed in silence for a while, Andy soothingly rubbing his thumb over hers. A grin formed on his lips as he told her teasingly, “I’ve been told you put on quite a show earlier.”

Sharon groaned and leaned against her chair, letting go of his hand. She closed her eyes and grumbled, “Who told you that?”

“Provenza.” Andy replied, his grin growing wider.

“Of course, who else.” Sharon complained with an eye roll. She shook her head and covered her face with a hand while she let out a sigh.

“Hey Shar’… it’s okay.” Andy whispered to her, tilting his head a little to try to catch her gaze. When he didn’t succeed, he gently took her hand in his and added, “I’m sorry I worried you…”

Sharon shook her head in frustration and replied, “I shouldn’t have let my guard down…” She nervously ran a hand through her hair as she felt tears gathering in her eyes, “But I thought you…” Her voice trailed off and a tear escaped her left eye.

“Babe…” Andy told her softly. Sharon tried to let go of his hand, but Andy tightened the grip on her. “Don’t.” He wouldn’t let her run away, not when she was feeling so vulnerable. He gently tugged her hand, but she still refused to look at him. He insisted and warned her with a soft tone, “Don’t force me to get out of bed, Sharon.”

Sharon turned to look at Andy with a tear-streaked face. Andy’s heart ached knowing he had scared her so much, that she was hurting so much because of him. Sharon shook her head and wiped a few tears away with her hand. She then put her arms on the bed and rested her head on them with a sigh. She was turning her face away from Andy while her hair sprawled over the white bed sheet. Her shoulders started shaking lightly and Andy could tell she was crying. He ran his hand through her hair, stroking it soothingly. They stayed like this for a while, Andy silently comforting her, until Sharon calmed down. She sniffed and Andy moved a strand of hair away from her face. He then gently asked her, “Babe, what did you say that had Provenza so worked up? I swear the old guy was about to rip my head off.”

Sharon straightened and turned to look at Andy. “He didn’t tell you?” She asked quietly.

“What should he have told me?” Andy questioned, arching an eyebrow. He didn’t know if the sudden confusion he was feeling was due to the fall or to Sharon being so cryptic.

Andy looked genuinely confused and Sharon realized that he didn’t hear a single word she had said to him earlier. She sighed and looked down at her clasped hands on the bed. “This is not how I wanted you to first find out…” She started hesitantly.

Andy frowned and couldn’t help a hint of worry building up inside him. His eyes never left Sharon as he waited for her to go on.

“I may have let my feelings get the better of me…” Sharon admitted uncomfortably. “I-I was afraid to lose you and I told you to… to hang in there… to stay with me and I told you…” She paused as she tried to regain her composure. She met Andy’s gaze briefly and he nodded to her encouragingly. Sharon took a deep breath and looked down at her hands once again as she let out, “I told you I love you.”

The silence was unbearable. Sharon didn’t dare looking at Andy. She couldn’t help but feel she had ruined everything. What if she had scared him with her confession? What if he didn’t feel the same way? Tears built up in her eyes, clouding her vision. She didn’t even see Andy’s hand nearing hers and she slightly jumped at his touch. Sharon blinked back the tears and finally saw his hand holding hers. She slowly lifted her head to meet his gaze and found him smiling brightly at her.

Andy squeezed her hand and told her softly, “I love you too, Sharon.”

Sharon could have sworn she spotted moisture in his eyes. She offered him a warm smile while Andy gently pulled her hand to draw her closer. They were face to face, their noses nearly touching, when Sharon cupped his face with both hands, “I’m so glad you’re okay.”

“Me too…” Andy replied before closing the gap between them. He caught her lips with his in a gentle kiss before deepening it. They pulled away to catch their breaths and rested forehead against forehead, smiling brightly at each other. “Now I understand why Provenza totally lost it.” Andy remarked with a foolish grin.

Sharon chuckled and gently patted Andy’s cheek as she rolled her eyes. She gave him a quick peck on the lips after telling him, “You’re an idiot.”

“But you love me.” Andy replied, his grin growing wider.

“I do.” Sharon confirmed with a smile. “Only God knows why.”

[callthedetective]

I’m watching the first season of Major Crimes and I love the relationship between Rusty and the squad. There was just a nice scene where Buzz and Provenza are talking to Rusty while Buzz is tying his tie for him and them both giving him advice on having dinner with his biological dad.

[de2roitbitch98]

Major Crimes on The Sims 4. To find it just go to the gallery and look for Major Crimes!!

[veky1993]

Caught - MC one-shot no.2

This was supposed to be part of a series of one-shots in which Sharon’s ogling Andy (hence the title up there), but it mysteriously turned into a Provenza point of view story. Although as most of those following me from the MC fandom know, I am a total sucker for the Sharon/Provenza friendship, so maybe it ain’t all that mysterious after all. In any case, it’s nothing much, just what we all know to be true with a dash of sentimental/sarcastic Provie. 

I wrote this WEEEEEEKS ago and never got around to proofreading or anything because *groans* LIFE! For the same reason @escapewithstories didn’t beta it either, or read at all for that matter *gulps*, but I hope you guys’ll enjoy it anyway, more warts than usual and all.

With one of my favorite Provenza/Sharon moments giffed below (LOOK AROUND, LOUIE 😍), I’ll let you get to it then. 😊

Louie Provenza liked weddings. He married six times, it wasn’t that unbelievable a fact about him. However, he was very partial to this wedding, a fact made very much unbelievable seeing as half of the blissful couple was made up of none other than the intrepid Commander Sharon Raydor.

He’d wondered about her a lot lately. Since his partner got thrown off that car, in particularly. How it was that he didn’t mind this strange match as much as he had when his idiot of a friend first started calling the woman ‘Sharon’. How it was that he agreed to being the best man without even a fleeting thought. How it was that he was truly, genuinely happy for them.

He liked Sharon, that was probably why. He had come to a point where he might as readily step in front of a bullet for her as he would for his partner. Part of him was pissed at himself for allowing her to win him over quite so spectacularly, but dammit, the woman had a heart the size of a planet, so what was truly wondrous was that it had taken him, and really the entire team, so long to realize she wasn’t just the cold-hearted bitch who smacked them over their heads with her rulebook and sent them to sensitivity training they thought she was. He’ll make sure neither she nor her, he grinned involuntarily, husband ever heard this, but she was pretty damn amazing, her annoying rulebook included.

And Andy… well, Andy came to that conclusion a hell of a lot sooner than him, and he had to give the man credit. It took balls not just to admit to himself how hard he fell for her, but to actually do something about it, too.

Oh, he’d rolled his eyes at his dopey-smiled and puppy-eyed partner so many times even before that fateful first date, it was a wonder they hadn’t gotten stuck facing the inside of his skull. He’d been a goner already. That much was obvious. But Provenza worried. In all the years he’d known Andy, never once had he been taken with a woman quite as much as with the then Captain Raydor. It was unnerving.

He’d been skeptical about it, that day Andy told him he’d ask her out on an ‘honest-to-God date’, but he had no real say in the matter. He could only hope it wouldn’t blow up in all their faces. He also figured Sharon would be the more level-headed of the two. If what little reciprocating affection he picked up on from her side wasn’t quite enough to turn whatever the hell was going on between them into something more, and if his partner really had gone insane, she’d nip any other ideas of his in the bud by flat out refusing the date, and spelling the lines out for him if necessary. It gave him comfort knowing Sharon wouldn’t be leading him on. Whatever happened or didn’t happen between them, it would be done directly, straight to the point. If it ended up hurting Andy, at least it would be done quickly, and delicately enough.

But then the damn woman said yes.

But then his damn partner remained tight-lipped about that date.

The kid played obtuse, too.

But then it was suddenly official.

And God dammit. It freakin’ worked.

They freakin’ work.

And just like that he had two dopey-smiled and puppy-eyed idiots on his hands (not that he’d ever dare tell Sharon she was an idiot of any kind, he was no fool). Oh, she was much less obvious about it. So very discreet in fact, that if he didn’t know what to look for, he might have even missed the subtle changes that followed their notifying Taylor. The flirty looks thrown across the murder room when she didn’t think or didn’t know anyone else was watching. The casual touches that were miles away from inappropriate but that were notably absent prior to their change in relationship status. The held gazes of a private, silent conversation nobody but them heard. His partner’s occasional remarks that only she found worthy of a smile. He noticed alright.

They both still remained tight-lipped about it though.

Yes, eventually they were all privy to some hand-holding, or a hug, but it was still all so very on the down low, and his partner just kept falling harder and harder for her, that he started worrying again. He didn’t exactly doubt her investment in the relationship. He knew very well by then that Sharon did nothing half-heartedly, and honestly, he was more than fine with not seeing them being all lovey-dovey, and he kind of liked the way Andy loosened her up a little—she was quicker to flash a smile, crack a joke—but he still thought there was this question mark surrounding them. He was aware that Rusty was giving them a hard time in the beginning, but there was a tentativeness that lingered around them and which completely baffled him.

But then his idiot partner got thrown off a car, and the question mark morphed into a flashing neon light, boulevard banner sized exclamation point.

The damn woman was a goner, too.

If there was even a sliver of concern left that his partner could end up getting hurt in this dating-the-boss madness, it was effectively eradicated around the time of Andy’s first of many hospital stays. Not at the sight of her watching teary eyed and near trembling as he was wheeled off to surgery that Thanksgiving. No, he finally saw it in the poorly concealed, but absolute terror in her eyes as he ushered her to the elevator and sent her to the hospital Andy had landed in when he cracked her bathroom floor tiles. On second thought… He knew it when they’d returned to the murder room that day without Andy in tow with them, and he found himself lying his ass off to her alarmed self, downplaying the severity of Andy’s incident as her questions grew more suspicious and her demeanor more worried.

He’d seen her worried plenty. About Rusty. About Julio. About Amy. About all of them. He’d seen her scared, too. But then Andy had that heart attack, and he saw an altogether different, equally as heart stopping, form of terror in her. It was the first time his concern for her trumped the one for his partner, and he was pretty damn terrified that night for him as well. Later, when they had been reunited, Andy still alive and kicking, he cursed them both. He never signed up for that. For caring so much about them. Certainly not about them… together.

Yet here they were. At their wedding.

Not one bit of him minded.

She stood across the room, in her wedding dress, in a conversation with her sons. In a one-sided conversation with her sons, actually.

Oh, she nodded, and smiled in all the right places, he could tell, but her focus lay on a spot behind her two children, where her freshly anointed husband was twirling around the room with a ballerina.

There was a softness in her look. It wasn’t the kind he was used to seeing around Rusty. Or the ballerina and the boy with the ridiculous haircut. Or around victims and tragic perpetrators that walked through their murder room. It was an altogether different sort of softness. One he hadn’t seen even during all the hours he’d spent in hospital with her holding vigil over his cardio-challenged partner.

It was love, adoration, infatuation, and maybe even a dash of amusement all rolled into one that he saw in that softness. She practically radiated happiness. Whatever it really was, he decided it looked good on her. It made him happy, too.

He was thoroughly thrown, however, when he noted her upper teeth grazing her bottom lip in a slow, absent-minded yet intent-loaded manner. He grimaced instantly. That look he understood immediately. He shuddered, earning himself a surprised little raise of an eyebrow from his own wife. Studiously ignoring her, he took a sip of his drink to wash away the disturbing image, but as he did, Sharon glanced his way.

Of course, she glanced his way.

The look they shared said it all. He’d caught her, and she sure as hell knew that he did.

But then she innocently shrugged a single shoulder. Her lip curled into a devious little smile he knew better than to pick a fight with, and she wagged a perfect eyebrow at him. The expression clashed rather violently with the angelic white of her dress, taunting him. She didn’t care. Could he blame her? Something on his mind, Louie?

He shook his head. Short of yelling there was nothing he could say that she could hear anyway, but he rolled his eyes, very dramatically, then feigned another disgusted shudder before contorting his features into foul displeasure.

Her responding bubble of a laugh carried to him from across the room.

The sound startled her sons, and she was quick to pacify them, but it also caught his partner’s attention, and when one of those dopey smiles instantly appeared on his face, Provenza ducked his head and grinned, too.

There were worse admissions in life than this one, he decided as he offered his wife a hand and a dance—his own wedding aside, this one was his favorite yet.

How could it not be?

It involved Sharon Raydor.

[doctorwhogeneration]

That’s my wrap with Major Crimes. I have spent 2 months with it: watching and rewatching right after cause I couldn’t imagine my life without it. I have watched every single episode once again and I am speaking from the bottom of my heart when I say that I will always love that show ALWAYS AND it means so much to me on so many levels. Yes it did hurt me in unbelievable level but it’s still the best. Sharon Raydor and her team, Major Crimes division which has become my family and friends. Yes, I know I’m late watching the show but I wanna thank all the actors who played those characters for so many years and made them so incredible. Sharon Raydor who is forever part of my heart and Mary who played her so ASTOUNDING I JUST COULD NOT FIND THE RIGHT WORDS.

It’s been ages since A tv show touched me that much and Major Crimes became one of them.

This is alternative ending to the show ❤️ Sharon getting back to her family after successful recovery. ❤️

Thanks for staying with me! You always can go through my Major Crimes tag to miss the show with me!

[raydorcakes]

Things that keep me up at night:

Provenza and Patrice had more screen time as a couple and a longer wedding scene than Sharon and Andy. I love Protrice, but it’s crazy that minor characters and their relationships had more screentime than the main character!!

[fiddlesolo]

provenza when he saw the divorce papers on sharon’s desk

[blossom--of--snow]

I love how Provenza’s packing up his stuff, and Flynn is just over there rolling his eyes and doing everything but muttering, “Fucking drama queen.”

[scottdixon]

emma told me yesterday that she thought philip stroh was back in los angeles. andrea, do you have any idea where that information could’ve come from?

[ila9182]

Your tag that says "I should be writing my WIP" just made laugh so much. Anyway... I wish you would write a fic where Sharon says "Do you need help with the word immediately?" (Doesn't have to be the scene 5x03, maybe a crime scene or something) with Andy present and we get to see his reaction. Bonus points if they're secretly dating. THANK YOUUUUU 🐘💜

Thank you for your ask, @allons-y--spaceman ! Here’s the piece I’ve written and I hope you’ll like it! Just a silly thing I thought of: early Major Crimes (season 1), secret dating as you asked! ;)

Mistakes are all mine!

Spoiler: I didn’t write my WIP - shocking right? hahah

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“I don’t think that’s a good idea…” Flynn mumbled as he stared at the screen in the Electronics Room. “I mean… someone should have gone in there.” He added, as he gestured toward the monitor showing Captain Raydor interviewing a suspect.

“What do you mean?” Provenza asked as he looked up from the screen with an arched eyebrow. “Chief Johnson had done this countless times.”

“Yeah, but we had her back.” Andy replied with a shrug, his eyes never leaving the monitor.

“Oh, cut it out, Flynn!” Provenza snapped, smacking lightly Andy’s arm. “We’re good cops. We may dislike her, but we have her back. It’s our job.”

“Uhm… I still don’t like this…” Andy muttered as he noticed the suspect getting more and more nervous and gesturing angrily.

“Julio is outside the door.” Provenza told his partner, rolling his eyes. “Now, Flynn, will you please shut up so I can listen to that guy’s nonsense?”

Flynn shook his head and sighed. He crossed his arms over his chest and stared silently at the screen. He flinched when he suddenly saw the man standing and grabbing the Captain’s wrist. He pinned her against the wall, his other arm pressuring her neck.

“Fuck!” Andy spat before rushing out the room.

It only took him a few seconds to get in the hallway and gesture to Julio to step in, following the detective close behind. Andy was surprised to step inside the room and find their suspect on the floor, growling in pain and holding his groin. Julio immediately handcuffed the man before helping him to his feet and slamming him against the wall. Sharon was rubbing her neck with a determined look on her face when Andy neared her, “Captain…”

“I am fine, Lieutenant.” Sharon replied quickly, shaking her head.

“He tried to choke you.” Andy argued, anger evident in his voice.

“I took care of it.” Sharon slowly answered, emphasizing every word and locking eyes with her Lieutenant.

Andy turned to the suspect and shot back, nearing him dangerously with a threatening finger pointed at him, “Hey asshole, you pull a trick like that again and I will personally make sure you…”

“Lieutenant Flynn, you cut it out and get out of the room IMMEDIATELY!!” Sharon ordered in her best Darth Raydor tone, grabbing Andy by the arm.

“Captain, I…” Andy was ready to argue.

“Lieutenant Flynn, do you need help with the word immediately?” Sharon asked, throwing the Lieutenant a deadly stare.

“Flynn, come here. Let’s get out of here.” Provenza stepped in, taking his partner by the arm and leading him to the door.

Andy sighed and freed his arm from Provenza’s grip. He walked out of the room without a word and slammed the door behind him.

---------------------------

“I thought you might be hungry?” Sharon offered as soon as Andy opened his door. She showed him a brown paper bag and stepped in with a smile. She gave him a quick peck on the lips before walking to the kitchen.

Andy shook his head and rolled his eyes as he closed the front door. He surely didn’t expect her to show up at his house after what happened in the afternoon. Yet she did and acted as if nothing happened. Andy joined her in the kitchen and told her, “I thought you had gone home… Rusty…”

“Rusty is at home.” Sharon cut him short. “Told him I would be late, but it is not as if he is waiting for me to come home anyway…” She added wistfully. She opened the bag and added without looking at him, “I’m sorry I was a bit sharp with you today…”

Andy smirked and walked to stand behind her. She started putting all the Chinese take-out boxes on the kitchen counter. Andy rubbed her upper arm gently as he whispered teasingly in her ear, “About that… any chance you use that Darth Raydor tone with me in a more intimate situation?”

Sharon bit her lower lip as she tried to hold back a smile. “A more intimate situation?” she repeated innocently as she leaned against him.

“Yeah, something like that…” Andy whispered as he bit her earlobe. He then moved down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses.

A sigh escaped Sharon’s lips and she leaned deeper against him. She turned her head to the side and caught Andy’s lips in a hungry kiss. Andy deepened the kiss and grabbed her by the wrist to turn her in his arms when she jumped, pulling away. Andy looked at her with a half surprised, half hurt expression on his face.

“Sharon?” Andy whispered with an arched eyebrow.

Sharon didn’t answer and rubbed her wrist. Andy noticed it and his eyes landed on a nasty bruise. He suddenly recalled the suspect grabbing her by the wrist and told her, “Sharon, that asshole hurt you…”

“Come on, Andy, it’s nothing.” Sharon immediately replied, shaking her head and letting go of her wrist.

“Doesn’t seem like nothing to me.” Andy quietly remarked as he neared her and gently took her wrist in his hands. He brushed a finger over her bruise, studying it. “I knew it was a bad idea leaving you alone in that interview room and...”

“Stop right now.” Sharon firmly cut him short, freeing herself from his grip. “This is exactly what I didn’t want to happen. I don’t want you to be the knight in shinning armor coming to my rescue every time the situation gets tough, I don’t want you to put me in bubble wrap to protect me from the world… because you know what, Flynn? I am a cop just like you and I’ve taken care of myself my whole life. I can take care of myself, I don’t need you for that.” She took a deep breath and shook her head, “And that little show of yours in Interview One? What were you going to do if I didn’t stop you? Beat the guy? You can’t react this way or I may need to take a step back from whatever this is between us.” She concluded, turning her back to him and resting her hands on the counter. She lowered her head and took a deep breath.

Andy rubbed the back of his neck and stayed silent. He tried his best to control the anger he was feeling when he thought of the suspect again. He sighed and slowly neared her. “I’m sorry…” Andy muttered, realizing how hard it was for him to apologize. His throat was tight and dry. He swallowed and brushed his hand down her arm. Sharon pushed his hand away, but didn’t say a word. “Sharon, I’m sorry, okay?” Andy tried again. “I clearly overreacted. This was unprofessional of me… and I know we’ve discussed how to behave at work and we’ve agreed to some rules…” Andy sighed and gently stroked her arm, as he confessed, “But when I saw that asshole trying to choke you… I was afraid for you. I-I…” Andy hesitated and it took him a few seconds before he got the words out of his mouth, “I like you, Sharon.”

“I can tell that.” Sharon jokingly shot back with a smirk as she felt him against her.

Andy rolled his eyes and gently turned her, so she could face him and look at him in the eyes. “Sharon, I’m serious.” He told her firmly, before his tone softened again, “I care about you. A lot. You know that this is way more than sex.”

“I know.” Sharon quietly admitted. “But this is complicated.”

“But together we can make this work.” Andy reassured her. When he saw her skeptical face, he raised his hands in defense and added, “I know, I know… I didn’t really do a good job today, but I’m going to try harder.”

“Andy…” Sharon sighed, shaking her head.

“I like you, Sharon. A lot. Don’t think it is easy for me to admit that…” Andy told her softly, almost afraid to admit it out loud. His hand reached for her cheek and he stroked it gently. “Maybe you don’t want to hear this, because you don’t want to talk about your feelings… but we’re already in too deep and you know that.”

Sharon covered his hand with hers before moving it away from her cheek. She interlaced his fingers with hers and looked down as she told him, “Good thing then… because I like you too…” She confessed, her voice above a whisper.

“Really good thing.” Andy agreed with a smile. He gave Sharon’s hand a squeeze and when she looked up, he caught her lips with his in a tender kiss.

Sharon cupped his cheek with a hand and deepened the kiss. When they pulled away, she smiled shyly at Andy while he slid a hand around her waist. He glanced at one of the opened Chinese boxes and asked, “So, what do we have here?” He took a cashew nut from the shrimp noodles and chewed it.

“You really want to eat now?” Sharon asked with a frown and crossed her arms over her chest.

“Why, Captain? You have a better idea?” Andy asked with a goofy smile.

Sharon closed the gap between them and whispered teasingly in Andy’s ear, “Take me to your bedroom immediately.”

Andy smirked and put both hands on her sides, keeping her closer. He leaned in to kiss her when Sharon put a finger on his lips. “Lieutenant, do you need help with the word immediately?” she asked him in a half playful, half commanding tone.

“Roger that, Captain.” Andy replied with a foolish grin. “Let’s go.”