A\N: Alright, so this story took me like five years to write and finally post. Here is is though so I hope you all like it. Thanks to a new friend who helped me have the confidence to post this chapter.

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Chapter 1

Like it usually was, the New York District Attorney's Office was quiet on Saturday afternoon. Connie sometime liked coming in on the weekends, as she found it easier and quieter to work. On top of that she could dress down a little bit and wear jeans and a nice t-shirt. Pus working on a Saturday gave her time to concentrate on work. Since she started working for Mike Cutter things had been weird. Connie knew she had a crush on him and her feelings for him were only growing. So, whenever they worked together she often thought about him in ways that weren't really appropriate. However she quickly found out that he was a very private person. Although he had pictures of his two children on hid desk he hardly ever talked about them. So, even though she wanted to know she didn't ask why Mike had full custody of his children.

Walking past Mike's office Connie saw the door open, which was odd since he tied not to come in on weekends as much as possible, "Mike," Connie walked into the office.

"Hi. Are you Connie?" Mike's chair turned around and there sat Mike's five-year-old son Andy. Connie had always assumed from his school picture Andy looked like Mike but seeing him up close was different. Andy was a carbon copy of his father, "My names Andy. Daddy said I could talk to you."

'How did-" Connie wondered how her boss woukd know she would come in. Then she remembered she often told him she came in on weekends, "So what are you doing here?"

"Daddy came to get some papers," Andy explained, "He sais not to touch anything I his office. But he has lots of funny things."

Connie looked around the room, she could see how a five year old would think that, "Where's Maddie?" She asked about his eleven-year-old sister. "Maddie didn't want to go. She's at a friend's house. But she's mad at Daddy for not letting her stay home all alone." Andy informed her, "I like being alone with Daddy."

"I bet you do," Connie laughed at the five year old's honesty, "Are you going to catch a foul ball?"

"Yes!" Andy nodded excitedly he then ran down the hallway, "Daddy!" He all but jumped into his father's arms, "Are you finished with work now?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm finished," Mike lifted his son up and carried him back into his office, "I was actually looking for that," Mike sae the file he wanted in Connie's hands.

"Oh, here," Connie handed it over, "I have most of the information anyways. I wouldn't want you to miss the baseball game," She told herself to try and act professional, even if seeing Mike with his son was tuning her inside's into jelly.

"Thanks," Mike put the file into his briefcase, "Alright buddy we can go now," He told Andy, "Say goodbye to Ms. Rubirosa,"

"Ms. Rubi-rosa," Andy said the word slowly trying to figure out how to ay it. "That's a weird name."

Connie laughed, she liked this kid more and more, "It's Spanish. So it is a bit hard to pronounce. You can call me Connie too."

"Can I Daddy?" Andy looked up at his father. He had told her to never call adults by their first name.

"If she says you can," Mike responded, "Lets let Connie get back to work though, She probably has other things she wants to do on a Saturday."

"Connie can come with us to the game!" Andy declared. Most of his friends lived with their mother the majority of the time. He even knew some kids that had two mothers. He felt bad that he never knew his mother. Maybe if he could be friends with Connie she could be like his mother.

"Oh no I don't-"

"Please Daddy!" Andy looked up at his father and begged.

"Connie probably has other plans," Mike informed his son. He was sure that she had something other then work on the weekend. She must have a boyfriend. Although she never mentioned it, but why would she?

"Do you?" Andy asked.

"No, I don't. And I'd love to go with you. I miss being around my nieces and nephews. They live in California."

Mike had heard her talk about her family before but assuming how much she walked about them she figured they lives close by. He found himself wondering if she grew up in California.

"Only if you're sure, "Mike looked at her.

"I'm sure. "Connie smiled in return.

"Yay!" Andy cheered happily. He leaned for Connie and Mike handed him over. "I can tell you all about baseball," Andy told Connie as they walled out of the office. "I know everything!"

Connie laughed a little. Andy certainly had Mike's arrogance. Luckily for him at his age it came out as rather cute. "I bet you do. Although I do know a bit about baseball since my father and brother like it."

"I wish I had a brother," Andy informed her, "Sister's are gross."

"Hey!" Mike eyed his son, "That's not very nice. I know your sister bugs you sometimes but you bug her too. She doesn't like it when you listen in on her calls and tease her."

"I like it." Andy grinned happily as he raced to the elevator and pushed the button to go to the ground floor.

They proceeded to walk to the subway to go to the game Andy talking the entire time to Connie; he told her all about his school and friends and how much he loved bugging his older sister. As Connie listened she realized that she could get used to doing this and that scared her a little bit. Not only had she only known Mike Cutter for four months, and hardly knew anything about him, he was her boss. She didn't want to be that woman, she couldn't be. Yet as she sat on the subway her and Mike's arms touching she realized she was falling in love with him.

Once they got into the stadium and it got a little bit crowded Mike took Andy's hand. Connie waited for Andy to complain but was impressed he just followed his father happily. It was clear that Andy was a very well behaved child for the most part and being raised right. None of this surprised Connie at all. She could see how much of a great father he was and how much he loved his children.

"Alright," Mike took out his cell phone from his jeans picket as they made it to the seats, "I'm just going to call Maddie. Are you alright watching Andy?" He asked Connie. "If not I-"

Connie turned to look at the boy who was already happily watching the player's warm-up. She didn't want to take him away from that. "No, its fine."

"Thanks, Andy, you be good, I'm just going to call your sister."

"Okay Daddy!" Andy waved his hand only half listening to his father.

"He shouldn't be a problem, he loves watching baseball," Mike spoke to Connie as he turned to leave.

Connie watched Andy talk about all of the players. Mike was right, he was very happy watching all of the player's warm-up. She began to wonder what it would be like to have a child of her own. She'd always known she wanted to have children of her own. She was a little bit envious of her older sister and brother, both of who had married and had children in their early twenties. She was now twenty-eight and had yet to find any man she wanted to settle down with.

"Connie, Connie look!" Andy shouted excitedly as he saw his favourite player begin to warm up. He stood on his chair to get a better look and began jumping up and down. It only took a few seconds for him to loose his balance an fall to the ground, hitting his head in the process. He began to cry, alerting the other people around them.

Connie didn't know what came over her but she lifted Andy up into her lap and began comforting him, "That was a big fall," She rubbed both sides of his head to check for any bumps. "Do you think we need some ice?" She asked, at the nod of his head she asked a nearby usher to get some for her. "How about you stay on my lap until the ice comes alright?"

"Okay," Andy agreed now feeling a bit better.

"Hey buddy I got you a hot dog," Mike returned a few minutes later, he handed his son over his favourite stadium food but knew something was wrong when he didn't take it, "What happened?"

Connie sighed; she hoped Mike wouldn't be to upset with her, "Andy fell off his seat. He was standing to get a better look. I already asked for some ice for him. I couldn't see any bumps when I looked."

Mike looked closer at his five year old; even though he had hit his head he'd hardly ever seen him that comfortable. He was curled up in Connie's lap with his head on her shoulder, "You okay?" He took the seat next to Connie and went to move Andy over to his lap.

"No Daddy," Andy shook his head, "Let me stay."

"It's okay," Connie assured Mike, "You can stay here but you need to eat your hot dog otherwise I may eat it?"

"No," Andy laughed as he lifted his head and took the hot dog from his father, "Connie you're so funny," He took a bite out of the hot dog.

The ice soon came but Andy only laser with it on for two innings. After that he as to interested in the game to even remember about his fall. When the game was over Andy took Connie's hand as they walked back to the subway, and he again talked to her the entire way back to One Hogan Place. Just as they were about to go separate ways Connie got a call from Detective Lupo regarding their current case. As she talked to him she realized she and Mike had some work to do. She hung up and explained everything to Mike, so they went back up to their offices to do some more work. Connie looking through a few notes before going over to the 12th precinct.

"Andy I-" Mike turned to see his son was not in his office, however it only took him a few seconds to realize where Andy was. He was holding Connie's hand as she filled in Jack McCoy about the latest case developments. Jack stepping into the office quickly before going to a gala.

"Andy," Mike walked into the hallway, "Let Mr. McCoy get back to work."

"Daddy, Daddy he said the world better watch out because I'm just like you. Is that a good thing?" He asked, something that much to his frustration caused the adults to laugh,

"It's a good thing," Jack assured the child as he walked into his office.

"Daddy can I go with Connie to the police station? She said yes," Andy added.

"Well…." Mike knew how much Andy had always wanted to go, "I don't know-"

"It's fine, I just checked with Green and Lupo too," Connie told him, "It'll let you get some work done. I won't be long."

"Okay," Mike relented, "But you be good," He looked at Andy sternly.

"I will," Andy nodded his head.

Half an hour later Andy held Connie's hand as they walked into the Homicide Unit of the 12th Precinct. Both his father and Connie had told him he needed to be on his best behaviour here; His father adding that he'd be in serious trouble if he did anything wrong. So as Connie walked up to Detective's Green and Lupo's desks Andy stayed back.

"This is Andy," Connie motioned the boy forward.

"You look just like your Daddy."

"Thanks," Andy grinned. Turning to Lupo he grinned happily and said, "You look like my LEGO police officer."

"I like this little guy," Green laughed at his partners expense, "What are you doing here?"

"Connie said I could come and watch her work."

"Oh?" Lupo looked a little surprised, "Well I think I have a better idea," He stood from his chair, "How about you come and see how we take people's fingerprints?" He offered the boy his hand.

Andy looked at Connie, "Can I go?"

"Sure," Connie nodded, "You just listen to Detective Lupo."

"I will," Andy nodded his head.

As Andy went off with Lupo Connie and Green began to get to work looking through files related to their latest case. It was going to take them a long time to look through all the files and compare them to their lists so Connie sent Lupo a text. She'd take Andy home and then come back and help out. It was getting late and Andy needed to go to bed soon.

"He's either going to be a lawyer, a police officer or a baseball player. Either way he's a very smart kid," Lupo sat down in his chair as the pair returned, "He tired me out. I don't know how Mike does it."

"Yeah," Connie was beginning to see that as well, "Well say goodbye to the Detectives Andy. I'm sure you'll be seeing them soon. We'll tell your Daddy you behaved very well."

"I did," Andy was proud of himself. He got very excited when he saw how fingerprint scanning worked but was able to keep calm and not get over hyper. He waited for Detective Lupo to tell him he could look at all of the equipment.

Thirty minutes later Connie was paying the Taxi driver and leading a very tired Andy up the stairs to his house. Mike had a townhouse in an area of Manhattan that was known for good schools and safety. Something Connie was not surprised of at all. She rang the doorbell and it didn't take long for Madeline to answer.

Madeline had Mike's eyes and hair colour but that was it. Her curls and rounded face were quite like her mothers. Connie could imagine she was a very beautiful woman and found herself wondering what happened between her and Mike.

"I'll be right back Connie!" Andy was suddenly awake and running up the stairs at lighting pace.

"Dad!" Maddie turned her head and shouted into the house, "Connie's here!"

"You must be Madeline," Connie reached out her hand.

"Obviously," Maddie rolled her eyes. She didn't buy a word her father said about Connie just working for him. Especially after everything ahd happened today. As much as she wanted her parents to get back together she knew that was never going to happen. Her mother had hurt her father way too much. And although he'd tried to hide his true pain Maddie knew just much he was still hurting. That was why she was going to make sure that he wasn't going to get hurt again. And a relationship with someone that worked for him, and was obviously much younger then he was, wasn't going to work out.

"Madeline, you don't talk to adults like that!" Mike scolded as he walked to the door, "And you know you can let people you know into the house."

"I don't know her," Maddie glared at Connie as she turned and walked back further into the house.

"Sorry about her she's…. I think she's just being elven," Mike sighed as she shook his head, "I actually don't know."

"Well I'd offer to help I'm not sure she likes me too much right now," Connie pointed out. Although she did feel bad as Madeline desperately needed her mother to help her and Mike was clearly in over his head.

"She hates everyone right now," Mike sighed as he rubbed the back of his head, "I'm glad she has her teachers at school. And the mother of her best friend is great she talks to Maddie about things."

"Well that's good. But if she ever needs someone different to talk to I'm here."

"You mean like just the two of us?" Maddie walked back towards them on her way to the stairs, "I'm not sure what you're trying to do,"

Connie could see Mike was going to cut in and get angry with Maddie so she spoke, "I'm just trying to help. I figured you might need an older friend to talk to. Here, why don't I give you my number and you can call me if you want to talk," She offered.

"Fine," Maddie sighed, Even though she was very excited she didn't want to show too much of excitement. 'Can I go now? I have more important things to do?"

"Madeline," Mike warned again but the pre-teen just walked away and up the stairs.

"Connie look! See!" Andy raced down the stairs holding onto a LEGO figure, "It's Detective Lupo!"

Connie chucked, the little toy did resemble the Police Detective, "It does you're right."

"Alright," Mike looked down at his son, "Say goodnight to Connie and then go get ready for bed."

Andy wrapped his arms around Connie, "Goodnight Connie," He said before heading back up the stairs.

TBC

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