"This is all too much." Sharon slowly shakes her head, "First with Tyler and then with Mrs. Alverez. It's a lot...a lot hitting close to home." Sharon shakes her head, lying in bed with Flynn, her head draped over his bare chest, "I want to come back though."

Andy strokes her hair softly, "I know it's a lot to process, but it is what it is." He sighs, "I'm just sorry that it's happening to you the way it is."

"Thank you." She mumbles mostly. "I think I should take Sean to see his mother."

He smiles, "That sounds like a good idea, but what if she doesn't recognize him?" Flynn looks down to her, "Or if she has a flashback and doesn't remember him at all. It would kill the kid."

Sharon props herself up to look him in the eye, "I don't know what to do."

He turns over, acting like he is in search of something.

"What are you looking for?"

"A notebook and a pen."

"For?"

"To write down the date and time Sharon Raydor admitted she doesn't know what to do." He smirks.

Sharon playfully hits him on the arm, giggling, "Stop. This is serious."

"And I told you what I think you should do. The bigger shock is going to be seeing me here when she gets out and you know it." He nods, "We can sit down with the kids and tell them what to expect. I think that's the only way to go. That there may be days where she may not know who they are and it isn't because she doesn't love them, but because of an injury...that she will have for the rest of her life."

Sharon nods, running a hand through her hair, "What if something happens again, Andy? We need to get custody, and she is never going to just sign that over."

"We have to have her proven incompetent."

"I can't do that to my own daughter."

Andy shakes his head, "Well, I can't have her storming out of here with those kids after she starts a fight with you because she can and we have no power over her leaving with them. We can't call for backup because those are her kids and we have no rights over them." He swallows, "I can't do it, Shar."

"Okay. I'll talk to Gavin...see what we can do."

"You will have better chance because you're the grandmother, but...when you aren't married its even harder."

She shrugs, "That's the chances I'm going to have to take." Sharon puts her head back down on his chest, listening to the thump of his heart.

He let's a few minutes pass, "Share, you awake?"

"Yeah." Her voice throaty with exhaustion.

"Will you marry me?"

She picks her head up quickly to look at him, "Marry you?"

"Yeah...not because of the thing, but...I really love you and I can't bear to think of a life without seeing your beautiful self in my bed every night and wake up in the morning. We aren't getting any younger and if something were to happen me, I'd want you by my side."

Sharon studies his face a few moments before swallowing and smirking ever so slightly, "Yes, Lieutenant Flynn, I'll marry you."

"Good because if you turned me down-"

She smiles, interrupting him with a deep kiss.