?

Log in

Previous Entry | Next Entry

Set Fire to the Rain 4/12

Title: Set Fire to the Rain 4/12
Author: smartasswillow
Fandom: The Closer
Rating: M
Pairing: Brenda/Sharon




Note: I wrote this story in April so what it looks like a bad spoiler it's just bad immagination.

CHAPTER 4
Things could always get worse. This was a notion one could ever rely on and never be disappointed with. Hope, that was what would screw you over and over, never losing its strength.
Sharon was glad she had at least 24 hours to recover before going in Pope’s office and having life kick her ass once more.
“Captain Raydor, please have a seat.” The corner office was particularly tidy. No papers or files on the desk, just a couple of expensive pens. The computer was off and a big mug of coffee was waiting beside the keyboard. Sharon had always wondered what exactly an Assistant Chief’s duties were. He wasn’t Chief of Police, forced to meet big guys around town to make everybody happy. And not a Deputy Chief, like Brenda, who had actual crimes to deal with. So, except being her personal pain in the ass, what the hell Pope was doing all day in this lonely, sunny corner office? She was so frustrated and with so little sleep that she was about to ask it out loud when finally noticed the Chief was talking to her.
“…so I think that you should be the one doing it. Major Crimes and Deputy Chief Johnson are too important to the LAPD to be handled by some FID rookie who just wants the spotlights for himself.”
“I’m sorry, I’m not sure what you are asking.”
“I get your reluctance. I know I’m putting you in a really bad position…”
“I don’t think you know.” Sharon mumbled.
“What?”
“Please Chief go on. I understand time is an issue.”
“Yes it is. The sooner we close this investigation, the better.”
An investigation? Why did FID have to investigate Major Crimes? Why did she have to do it?
“God Chief just tell me what you want me to do already!”
Why Captain Raydor was so jumpy? He’d never get women, not even in a million years. “I thought I just told you that.”
“Well Chief, obviously not.”
Arguing with her right now seemed way too dangerous. “The Chief of Police is worried about the long list of complaints Major Crimes has collected in the last year and wants you to lead a full investigation in order to clean the division’s reputation up.”
“If you already know what the results will be why bother me?”
“Of course we don’t know the results! That was just my personal opinion. We all know Chief Johnson can sometimes be flexible… about rules but at the end of the day she is a great cop who always gets closure.”
So it didn’t matter if Brenda fucked you ten years or ten minutes ago. You’ll always have a dumb smile talking about how flexible she was. As Sharon thought about Will and Fritz she couldn’t help feeling an ass, just like them, a stupid puppet.

Sharon had honestly believed that not entering her office again in such a short period would have been a wise decision. It was not.
The two women were standing in the murder room, the heart of Major Crimes. All the men present could feel the tension and were ready to hide under their desks as soon as the earthquake hit them. It wasn’t different from every other time. Yet it was.
“I’m not sure I heard you correctly.”
“I’ll try with simpler words then. I was asked to lead an investigation to reassure the Chief of LAPD police that Major Crimes’ conduct in the last year has been as impeccable as we all wish it was.”
“I won’t let anybody question my judgment.” Her southern accent getting thicker each second.
“Why? If you think you’ve always handled things properly you shouldn’t be worried.”
“And surely I don’t need YOU to question it.”
“Me? What about me?”
“Well… everybody knows…”
“Knows what?”
Brenda was on the verge of panic. She turned to her officers looking for help. “Y'all know what I’m talkin' about!” But everybody was too busy doing nothing to answer. “You Captain... you hate me!” God she was being so childish! And it was all that woman’s fault!
“I do not. And I expect you to be as much of a professional as I will. Now, if you have done complaining, I need to collect some files and then go back to work.”
“Lieutenant Tao please help Captain Raydor with everything she needs.” As Tao immediately stood up Brenda nodded to the brunette and went back in her office.
Once there, she closed the door and the blinds and sat behind her desk but was still able to hear Sharon’s voice.
She felt like she wasn’t in charge of anything anymore. Her job was being questioned by her boss. Her life was being questioned by herself. And now everything seemed to be tied to the one person she wanted to never see again.

In the late afternoon Sharon was going through the files a reluctant Lieutenant Tao had let her borrow. She was trying to focus on the matter at hand but she could only see Brenda’s look, so lost and angry. She was sure the blonde was thinking Sharon was enjoying all of this. She loathed every minute and wanted to get over with this mock investigation as soon as possible. And in order to do so she knew she needed to see the Chief several times in the next weeks.
A knock on the door scared her so much that she let go of the pen she was holding. She bent under her desk searching for it and said. “Come in.”
“No need to hide Captain, I won’t bite you. This time.”
Sharon slowly got up and shot Brenda a deadly look. “Chief, which fortunate circumstances bring you here?”
Brenda had spent all day preparing a nice speech about clearing up where they both stood, or where they should, and how she thought they need an honest talk before moving on. Now, being in the same room with Sharon, not her finest idea.
The Captain’s jacket was on the back of her chair. Her shirt’s sleeves were up enough to show well-shaped arms. Her perfume was overwhelming and her cleavage wide.
Sharon wore her black-framed glasses to look to the Chief.
“Are you going to say something or just stare at me like I’m a cake you want to cut in tiny slices and then eat it all up?”
“That’s not how I’m looking at you.”
“You can talk, that’s good news. Please, do not stop now.”
“I just wanted to apologise for my behaviour this morning. I didn’t see it coming. The investigation, I mean.”
“Isn’t hard to believe you have troubles thinking about consequences.”
“Listen Captain, I came here in peace and…”
“I know why you came here. If that’s all, I’d like to get back to these files.”
“Yes, that’s it.” Brenda turned but stopped in front of the closed door. “Is this how it will be from now on?”
“I can’t really see the difference, Chief.”
“Well, I can.”

The club was noisy and full of people. Sharon was sitting at the bar with an almost empty glass of wine. When the blonde had left her office she wasn’t able to get any work done. She needed her thoughts to let go of Brenda, she needed to occupy her time with something else, something easier to handle. Maybe someone else.
“Can I buy you another glass?” Sharon smiled. Finally a game she was well aware of every rule. A game she could safely play blinded.
The man signed the waiter to fill her glass. He could have been forty something, with dark hair and a cocky smile. “My name is…”
“It doesn’t matter, does it? I would forget it in a few hours anyway.” Her voice was sweet stating the truth.
“You’re right. Then why bother with a chatty chat neither of us really care about and leave already?”
“Glad you get my point.” Sharon was climbing off the bar stool when the man asked. “My place or yours?”
“I can see your expectations are still too high.”
Sharon led the man in an ally nearby. He laughed. “You’re not one to lose your time”
“I just give things the time they deserve.” He quit laughing; she could see he was getting angry. “Are we going to get over with this any time soon?”
He shoved her against the wall but not enough to hurt her. Her skirt was up her waist in a matter of seconds. His hand was roughly touching her, desperately trying to get her wet. His mouth was on her neck and when he bit the same spot already marked by Brenda she couldn’t help a cry. He saw the mark no longer covered by the make up and gave it his own interpretation. “You do this often? With a man in an ally?”
“Do you need to feel special to have a hard on?” Finally he was where she wanted him. Furious. He took her panties aside and entered her without caring anymore if she was wet or not. She wasn’t and it hurt. But that was what she was looking for, feeling so good or so bad enough to stop thinking of the blonde. Of her lies, her touch, her painful games, her beautiful kisses.

Fritz was in the mood to cuddle. Brenda was in the mood to pick a fight.
“Are you listening to me? They put me under investigation! And asked that woman to do it!”
“Yes, you’ve been saying so since you came home. An hour ago.”
“And that’s how you show support?”
“I’m just hugging my wife.”
“It’s annoying!” He let her go and left the couch. “Come on Fritzi, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean annoying-annoying! I’m so mad right now, don’t you understand?”
“Then I’ll leave you to deal with that.”
“Fritz!” But he was already heading to the bedroom.
“God Fritz, you’re such a girl sometimes!”
Fritz transfixed half way. He slowly turned to his wife. “What did you say?”
“I… I…”
“I don’t know what to do with you. No matter how hard I try, sometimes I think you’re just helpless.” Brenda didn’t say a word so he went on. “I’d be really glad if you’d sleep in the guest room tonight.” And with that Brenda knew the fight was over.

Comments

( 6 comments — Leave a comment )
swtlilsophie
Sep. 13th, 2011 10:33 pm (UTC)
Oh, Sharon=(
purpleangelsong
Sep. 14th, 2011 02:22 am (UTC)
Poor Sharon. :( ♥ But I understand her.
lindy999
Sep. 14th, 2011 02:51 am (UTC)

Oh wow, very intense.

smartasswillow
Sep. 14th, 2011 06:05 pm (UTC)
Thank you:)
capa_06
Sep. 14th, 2011 04:16 pm (UTC)
He’d never get women, not even in a million years. “I thought I just told you that.”
“Well Chief, obviously not.”
Arguing with her right now seemed way too dangerous


So hilarious these lines, I could just see the irritation on Sharon's face...absolutely awesome. Which I think is a great way to describe your story, too :D

And poor Sharon, I hope it will get better for her soon...or not (I kinda like angsty and hurt Sharon)...but eventually it definitely should get better :D
smartasswillow
Sep. 14th, 2011 06:14 pm (UTC)
Thank you! I'm happy i'm not the only one who likes angsty and hurt Sharon:)
( 6 comments — Leave a comment )