Hello people! So I haven't been able to update anything in a while from school work and real life work and other projects, so I haven't been on this in...two or three months, around that?

I was binge watching youtube videos and came across these few videos by Coby Persin that involve stranger danger and children.

Since there are many Rollisi fans and, from what some of you had said to me in my first SVU story 'Definition' there aren't many Rollisi stories. So, as well as working on two future Rollisi stories, I will write some other Rollisi/Jesse/OC stories until then.

Saturday

July 1, 2023.

9:15 AM

For a hot summer day in New York, it as only seventy-five degrees with lots of wind. Crimes didn't change though. The streets were still filled with bad people doing bad things for reasons that were just as bad, whether or not the person had thought their reason was a great reason.

At the Carisi-Rollins home, a small two level home with a backyard that was located just outside of the city but still close enough for Jesse to attend her same school and for Carisi and Amanda to stay at their jobs, Amanda came down the stairs ready to drop off Jesse at her friends home and swing by the office. She and Carisi for the past two years had alternated weekends; when she worked, he was off. When he worked, she was off. He had two Saturdays, she had two Saturdays. Both had Sundays off.

She entered the kitchen to find Carisi sitting across from their one year old son, Dominick Carisi III (Mick was his nickname, though he was occasionally called Mickey by Jesse and some of his cousins). Except for his brown hair from Sonny, Mick looked entirely like Amanda. She still remembers the day he was born in April of last year.

"Geeze, this kids keep coming out looking like me!"

"You make good looking kids, Rollins!"

"Come on Mick, open wide." Carisi said as he held up the spoonful of yogurt for his son to take. The little boy opened wide and Carisi made some sort of airplane sound as the spoon entered Mick's mouth. "Good boy!"

Amanda stood to the side watching as her two boys continued their breakfast. It probably took a minute or two before Carisi noticed her in the room and waved (she waved back) then looked at Mick. "You want mommy to take over?"

Amanda took his place in the seat in a matter of seconds, wanting to feed her son while Carisi got his own breakfast (toast and coffee) while waiting for Jesse. "Hey Mick," She fed him the next full piece of yogurt on the spoon. "Say 'mama' Mick. Mama."

Carisi tried not to laugh as Amanda tried to force the baby boy to speak. She was determined to have him say it. She had gotten Jesse to say it, now it was Mickey's turn. Carisi had told her that Mick would probably say 'daddy' first since most babies did (and told her that Jesse's case was different because it was just Amanda round). "Amanda, he won't say it."

"Yes he will."

Before Carisi could make a rebuttal the sound of an eight year old came running down the stairs. Jesse came into the kitchen with her backpack (with her swimsuit and change of clothes inside) strapped on and took an apple from the counter. "Mom, can Marley come over after practice?"

Amanda replied, "You're going to Papa's house after practice. Dad's dropping you off on his way to Long Island." She turned to see the pout on Jesse's face. "Call him on the way."

Carisi asked, "Who's Marley?"

"Marley Pinder. Her brother Fido is in my class." Jesse explained. " Abbey is my best cousin girlfriend, Marley is my best girlfriend outside family and Fido's my best boyfriend." She laughed.

Amanda darted her eyes to Carisi. She knew that he knew Jesse meant a boy that's her friend, but that didn't stop Carisi (or Declan) from saying a word.

"Boyfriend? Boys are gross."

"You're a boy."

"No, I'm Dad."

"You're a boy."

"No."

"Sonny, she's eight. Not three."

"They're still gross, Rollins." Carisi stated, with a smirk. "Only good boys are family members."

She found herself rolling her eyes as she stood up from the chair. She could only imagine Carisi in a couple of years when Jesse began dating. "Come on Jesse. Let's get on the road or we'll be late."

Jesse hugged Carisi, Amanda gave a quick kiss and the two of them were out the door. Carisi picked up Mick to get the toddler ready for the day.

He passed the television that Jesse had, again, forgotten to turn off (why she kept the volume low was beyond him). Just as he had just grabbed the remote, the news cast came on for a report in New Jersey. A seven year old boy and his nine year old sister had been kidnapped by a couple who claimed to had known the children's parents. The sister had been raped by the man, several times as she had reported, and her brother was touched by the man. The sister told a police officer than the man had told her several things about her parents that only her parents and herself knew about. Carisi, in his mind, suspected that the wife or a third person that knew the family well had provided the information.

The report also included a couple of reminders for parents to teach their children about the dangers of strangers to their children.

Three law enforcement parents was more than enough to teach Jesse and Mick about the dangers of talking to strangers and going with them. Even his niece Abbey knew better.

But he also knew that there was a difference between Jesse and Abbey saying they know and then comes the moment of this sort of thing actually happening.

Mick! :)

Overprotected Carisi, oh boy.

Hope you enjoyed! Part 2 will be uploaded probably next week at some point.