"Interim (7/7)" - Hobbs/OFC, Hobbs/Raydor Fic
Title: Interim (7/7)
Co-Author: sharon_ray
Pairings: Hobbs/OFC, Hobbs/Raydor
Rating: R
Word Count: 1, 464
Disclaimer: Not our characters or television show.
A/N: Fic takes place during the events of Major Crimes, though we have taken some liberties with the timeline. Fic is complete and will be updated weekly.
Summary: Andrea Hobbs finds herself at a crossroads in her personal life. Caught between the frustrating standstill of her present reality and the exciting allure of a new life, she’s forced to navigate through her conflicting emotions while also handling the most important case of her career.
On ff.net, Ch. 1, Ch.2, Ch.3, Ch. 4, Ch.5, Ch.6,
*** sharon_ray and I would like to thank all of our readers who generously read and reviewed this fic. Your readership means the world to us, and we're humbled by all the positive encouragement that we've received. A special thank you to kayryn who made us a gorgeous graphic for the fic. You can find it on my Master Fic List and on her Tumblr. As always, I want to extend a huge thank you to my lovely writing partner; writing with you is always joy in its purest form!***
*graphic and screencaps are my own please do not repost*
“Sharon?” Rusty called from the front door of Sharon’s condo. “The door is for you.”
Sharon, who had been hastily trying to finish getting dressed for work hurried to the door. “Sorry,” she apologized as she whizzed past him.
Rusty smirked at Sharon and made his way back into the kitchen. He’d seen what was waiting for her at the door, he’d also seen Andrea Hobbs hastily rush into the elevator down the hall as soon as he’d opened the door; he had to commend her for trying to time this all so perfectly, so he’d waited until she was in the elevator to call Sharon. He had to shake his head and laugh at the DDA’s tremendous attempt at romance; it was both impressive but also completely so not surprising. He liked Andrea; he would forever appreciate her support as they both navigated the nightmare that had been the Stroh trial all those months ago. But he also liked that she and Sharon had grown so close lately as well; he’d had a sneaking suspicion that there was something more going on between the two of them, and this had just confirmed it.
“Oh my,” Sharon gasped as she regarded the beautiful, and rather unique, arrangement of flowers before her. A dozen orange roses were set in a low vase; the shocking brightness and hue of the flowers was both eccentric and completely stunning. Taped to the vase was an envelope, Sharon’s name was written in familiar, much loved, handwriting.
Sharon brought the flowers into the kitchen and set them on the table before turning her attention to the card.
9:00 pm, Geoffreys, will you accompany me?
P.S I’d let you kiss me goodnight.
“What does the card say?” Rusty asked casually.
“Um, nothing,” Sharon said, blushing. A part of her was hardly surprised that her not-so-secret-admirer was such a romantic, yet she was blown away by the gesture nonetheless. “Did you happen to see who dropped these off?”
The image of Andrea rushing into the elevator and hastily pushing the button to close the door ran through his mind again. “Nope, I didn’t see anything except the flowers on the floor,” he lied.
“Sure you didn’t,” Sharon teased. Her heart swelled with love and pride at Rusty’s attempt to help ‘cover’ for Andrea.
“Yep, just like the card is blank,” he said while winking at his foster mother. “My shift starts in 30 minutes. I’ll see you later?” he asked as he grabbed his bag for work. He’d picked up a job as a sales representative in the mall this summer, and was using the car Sharon kept for all of her kids to get to and from work. Rusty was pleased that “all” now included him.
“Yes....well.... I think I have plans tonight at 9:00 pm, actually. But I’ll be home a little later. Keep your cell charged, okay?” Sharon said as she accepted Rusty’s brief embrace.
“Yeah, okay,” Rusty smiled at her as he headed for the door. He turned around after he opened it, “Have fun tonight, okay? Both of you.” Rusty said, truly meaning every word.
“Thank you,” Sharon said, she was grateful for his silent and unconditional acceptance. She held on to him a moment longer before letting go to smooth his hair down. “Have a good day,” she said before letting him go completely.
Once he was out the door, Sharon reached for her cellphone and called Andrea’s number by heart.
“Good morning Counselor,” she greeted warmly as soon as Andrea answered. From the background noise, she could tell that Andrea had her on speaker and that she was currently caught in LA’s infamous morning traffic.
“Good morning,” Andrea replied silkily.
“You’ll never guess what just occurred this morning,” Sharon said, “Though it seems quite clear that I have a secret admirer.”
Andrea’s heart sped up a little more. In recent weeks their friendship had started to change; ever since she and Hilary had officially finished separating their finances, Andrea had allowed herself to start contemplating all the delightful what-ifs between herself and Sharon. It had been months since their mutual confessions in the park, and since that day their friendship had deepened to the point that it had become the single most important relationship in Andrea’s life. She could no longer deny that loving Sharon Raydor was completely inevitable; Andrea was more than ready to start loving her, openly.
“Is that so?” she said evenly.
Sharon hummed. “Yes, a very thoughtful admirer I might add.”
Sharon was practically giddy with nerves and sweet anticipation; the tone of their weekly dinners and lunches had changed recently, much to her delight. She began to notice a certain warmth in Andrea’s eyes anytime the younger woman regarded her, not to mention a increase in lingering touches on Andrea’s behalf. She dared to hope that, perhaps, Andrea was ready to explore the mutual attraction that had silently existed between them for so long.
“Are you considering taking your secret admirer up on her offer?” Andrea asked. She gripped her steering wheel with slightly trembling hands.
“Absolutely. In fact, I can’t wait for tonight,” Sharon replied quickly, the she paused. “Andrea, are you su-“
“Absolutely. I’m sure, I promise Sharon,” Andrea interjected. She heard Sharon chuckle on the other end; she could picture the faint blush that was probably painting the tops of her cheeks.
Sharon cleared her throat. “Well then if that is settled, I should probably go now. It seems that I have a date to prepare for. After all the effort that my admirer has gone through, I want to make sure that I reciprocate her efforts,” she said. Her mind was already scrolling through her wardrobe selecting options for their evening; she’d have to bring her change of clothes to work, just in case she was required to stay later today.
A shiver raced up Andrea’s spine at Sharon’s seductive tone. “I look forward to seeing you later then. Have a good day Sharon,” Andrea said.
Sharon grinned into her phone. “I have no doubt that I will.”
***
At 9:00 pm sharp, there was yet another knock on Sharon’s door. This time it was expected, and Sharon opened it with a nervous smile and slightly sweaty palms. She was eternally grateful that today had run so smoothly and that she’d been able to leave work right away. Despite selecting her outfit hours previously, she’d changed half a dozen times since coming home in a nervous, doubtful fit before finally settling for her original outfit again; a half-sleeve navy wrap-dress with nude stilettos. After dressing, she’d swept her hair to one side and secured her flowing curls with a decorative pin.
On the other side of the door stood Andrea, wearing a black v-neck dress that hugged her curves beautifully. She wore black pumps and had gone through the effort of putting her hair up in a simple, low, bun which left her neck and a large portion of her shoulders completely bare.
“You look beautiful Andrea,” Sharon sighed as she let the blonde in, “earlier I thought that your flowers were the most beautiful sight to grace my doorstep. Clearly I was mistaken.”
Smoldering looks were exchanged as Sharon placed her hand on Andrea’s hip to balance her as she tilted her head upwards to gently kiss Andrea’s cheek. Andrea covered Sharon’s hand with her own and leaned into Sharon’s brief kiss. The touch of Sharon’s lips against Andrea’s cheek was brief, but it left both women dizzy with pleasure and longing.
As the broke apart, Andrea followed Sharon inside her condo. “Did you like them?” she asked shyly as soon as she saw the flowers sitting on Sharon’s counter.
Clutch and cell phone secured, Sharon turned around to offer Andrea a genuine, dazzling smile. “I loved them. I love what they meant. And I love that you went through so much effort to get them to me like that,” she answered as she reached out to briefly grasp Andrea’s hand again.
Andrea bit her lip guiltily. “Did Rusty see me?”
“If he did he didn’t mention it. In fact, he very deliberately tried to cover for you. Which makes me fear what the two of you might be capable of if you joined forces,” Sharon teased.
“I’m mildly insulted my dear Captain,” Andrea retorted. At the sound of Sharon’s muffled giggle, another shiver ran through Andrea’s body.
Deciding that the two of them had waited quite long enough, Andrea held her arm out. “Will you accompany me as my date this evening?” she asked quietly, hardly daring herself to believe that all of this was finally real.
Sharon took Andrea’s arm. “I can do date,” she said just as she softly.
Co-Author: sharon_ray
Pairings: Hobbs/OFC, Hobbs/Raydor
Rating: R
Word Count: 1, 464
Disclaimer: Not our characters or television show.
A/N: Fic takes place during the events of Major Crimes, though we have taken some liberties with the timeline. Fic is complete and will be updated weekly.
Summary: Andrea Hobbs finds herself at a crossroads in her personal life. Caught between the frustrating standstill of her present reality and the exciting allure of a new life, she’s forced to navigate through her conflicting emotions while also handling the most important case of her career.
On ff.net, Ch. 1, Ch.2, Ch.3, Ch. 4, Ch.5, Ch.6,
*** sharon_ray and I would like to thank all of our readers who generously read and reviewed this fic. Your readership means the world to us, and we're humbled by all the positive encouragement that we've received. A special thank you to kayryn who made us a gorgeous graphic for the fic. You can find it on my Master Fic List and on her Tumblr. As always, I want to extend a huge thank you to my lovely writing partner; writing with you is always joy in its purest form!***
*graphic and screencaps are my own please do not repost*
“Sharon?” Rusty called from the front door of Sharon’s condo. “The door is for you.”
Sharon, who had been hastily trying to finish getting dressed for work hurried to the door. “Sorry,” she apologized as she whizzed past him.
Rusty smirked at Sharon and made his way back into the kitchen. He’d seen what was waiting for her at the door, he’d also seen Andrea Hobbs hastily rush into the elevator down the hall as soon as he’d opened the door; he had to commend her for trying to time this all so perfectly, so he’d waited until she was in the elevator to call Sharon. He had to shake his head and laugh at the DDA’s tremendous attempt at romance; it was both impressive but also completely so not surprising. He liked Andrea; he would forever appreciate her support as they both navigated the nightmare that had been the Stroh trial all those months ago. But he also liked that she and Sharon had grown so close lately as well; he’d had a sneaking suspicion that there was something more going on between the two of them, and this had just confirmed it.
“Oh my,” Sharon gasped as she regarded the beautiful, and rather unique, arrangement of flowers before her. A dozen orange roses were set in a low vase; the shocking brightness and hue of the flowers was both eccentric and completely stunning. Taped to the vase was an envelope, Sharon’s name was written in familiar, much loved, handwriting.
Sharon brought the flowers into the kitchen and set them on the table before turning her attention to the card.
9:00 pm, Geoffreys, will you accompany me?
P.S I’d let you kiss me goodnight.
“What does the card say?” Rusty asked casually.
“Um, nothing,” Sharon said, blushing. A part of her was hardly surprised that her not-so-secret-admirer was such a romantic, yet she was blown away by the gesture nonetheless. “Did you happen to see who dropped these off?”
The image of Andrea rushing into the elevator and hastily pushing the button to close the door ran through his mind again. “Nope, I didn’t see anything except the flowers on the floor,” he lied.
“Sure you didn’t,” Sharon teased. Her heart swelled with love and pride at Rusty’s attempt to help ‘cover’ for Andrea.
“Yep, just like the card is blank,” he said while winking at his foster mother. “My shift starts in 30 minutes. I’ll see you later?” he asked as he grabbed his bag for work. He’d picked up a job as a sales representative in the mall this summer, and was using the car Sharon kept for all of her kids to get to and from work. Rusty was pleased that “all” now included him.
“Yes....well.... I think I have plans tonight at 9:00 pm, actually. But I’ll be home a little later. Keep your cell charged, okay?” Sharon said as she accepted Rusty’s brief embrace.
“Yeah, okay,” Rusty smiled at her as he headed for the door. He turned around after he opened it, “Have fun tonight, okay? Both of you.” Rusty said, truly meaning every word.
“Thank you,” Sharon said, she was grateful for his silent and unconditional acceptance. She held on to him a moment longer before letting go to smooth his hair down. “Have a good day,” she said before letting him go completely.
Once he was out the door, Sharon reached for her cellphone and called Andrea’s number by heart.
“Good morning Counselor,” she greeted warmly as soon as Andrea answered. From the background noise, she could tell that Andrea had her on speaker and that she was currently caught in LA’s infamous morning traffic.
“Good morning,” Andrea replied silkily.
“You’ll never guess what just occurred this morning,” Sharon said, “Though it seems quite clear that I have a secret admirer.”
Andrea’s heart sped up a little more. In recent weeks their friendship had started to change; ever since she and Hilary had officially finished separating their finances, Andrea had allowed herself to start contemplating all the delightful what-ifs between herself and Sharon. It had been months since their mutual confessions in the park, and since that day their friendship had deepened to the point that it had become the single most important relationship in Andrea’s life. She could no longer deny that loving Sharon Raydor was completely inevitable; Andrea was more than ready to start loving her, openly.
“Is that so?” she said evenly.
Sharon hummed. “Yes, a very thoughtful admirer I might add.”
Sharon was practically giddy with nerves and sweet anticipation; the tone of their weekly dinners and lunches had changed recently, much to her delight. She began to notice a certain warmth in Andrea’s eyes anytime the younger woman regarded her, not to mention a increase in lingering touches on Andrea’s behalf. She dared to hope that, perhaps, Andrea was ready to explore the mutual attraction that had silently existed between them for so long.
“Are you considering taking your secret admirer up on her offer?” Andrea asked. She gripped her steering wheel with slightly trembling hands.
“Absolutely. In fact, I can’t wait for tonight,” Sharon replied quickly, the she paused. “Andrea, are you su-“
“Absolutely. I’m sure, I promise Sharon,” Andrea interjected. She heard Sharon chuckle on the other end; she could picture the faint blush that was probably painting the tops of her cheeks.
Sharon cleared her throat. “Well then if that is settled, I should probably go now. It seems that I have a date to prepare for. After all the effort that my admirer has gone through, I want to make sure that I reciprocate her efforts,” she said. Her mind was already scrolling through her wardrobe selecting options for their evening; she’d have to bring her change of clothes to work, just in case she was required to stay later today.
A shiver raced up Andrea’s spine at Sharon’s seductive tone. “I look forward to seeing you later then. Have a good day Sharon,” Andrea said.
Sharon grinned into her phone. “I have no doubt that I will.”
***
At 9:00 pm sharp, there was yet another knock on Sharon’s door. This time it was expected, and Sharon opened it with a nervous smile and slightly sweaty palms. She was eternally grateful that today had run so smoothly and that she’d been able to leave work right away. Despite selecting her outfit hours previously, she’d changed half a dozen times since coming home in a nervous, doubtful fit before finally settling for her original outfit again; a half-sleeve navy wrap-dress with nude stilettos. After dressing, she’d swept her hair to one side and secured her flowing curls with a decorative pin.
On the other side of the door stood Andrea, wearing a black v-neck dress that hugged her curves beautifully. She wore black pumps and had gone through the effort of putting her hair up in a simple, low, bun which left her neck and a large portion of her shoulders completely bare.
“You look beautiful Andrea,” Sharon sighed as she let the blonde in, “earlier I thought that your flowers were the most beautiful sight to grace my doorstep. Clearly I was mistaken.”
Smoldering looks were exchanged as Sharon placed her hand on Andrea’s hip to balance her as she tilted her head upwards to gently kiss Andrea’s cheek. Andrea covered Sharon’s hand with her own and leaned into Sharon’s brief kiss. The touch of Sharon’s lips against Andrea’s cheek was brief, but it left both women dizzy with pleasure and longing.
As the broke apart, Andrea followed Sharon inside her condo. “Did you like them?” she asked shyly as soon as she saw the flowers sitting on Sharon’s counter.
Clutch and cell phone secured, Sharon turned around to offer Andrea a genuine, dazzling smile. “I loved them. I love what they meant. And I love that you went through so much effort to get them to me like that,” she answered as she reached out to briefly grasp Andrea’s hand again.
Andrea bit her lip guiltily. “Did Rusty see me?”
“If he did he didn’t mention it. In fact, he very deliberately tried to cover for you. Which makes me fear what the two of you might be capable of if you joined forces,” Sharon teased.
“I’m mildly insulted my dear Captain,” Andrea retorted. At the sound of Sharon’s muffled giggle, another shiver ran through Andrea’s body.
Deciding that the two of them had waited quite long enough, Andrea held her arm out. “Will you accompany me as my date this evening?” she asked quietly, hardly daring herself to believe that all of this was finally real.
Sharon took Andrea’s arm. “I can do date,” she said just as she softly.