Summary: Olivia's unexpected pregnancy, with Nick.

Author's Note:

This starts from True Belivers, but it takes a huge AU turn. I'm not going to do like every week of pregnancy, but I'll do like every few weeks.

Pairing is obviously Bensaro. Just a little warning, I have never been pregnant, so I'm learning everything through research, sorry if I get a few details wrong. Oh and each chapter is going to go through a different week of Olivia's pregnancy, but no worries, I'll always put the week at the beginning.

Side note: Who else is pumped for season 15?

Title: The Cycle.

Prologue:

Conception:

"Hey, Olivia, it's Nick."

Olivia quickly dropped the bowl she was holding into the sink and dried her hands on the nearest dish towel, making her way to the front door.

"Hey," she greeted as she swung the door open. Nick was standing in front of her, and he looked like he'd had a long day.

"Hey, I'm sorry to bother you, I'm-I'm not-" Nick said, gesturing to the inside of her apartment. Olivia quickly shook her head.

"No, no, not at all, come in?" she stepped aside and opened the door wider, gesturing for him to enter.

"Thank you," Nick murmured, stepping into her apartment. Olivia shut the door and latched the lock, moving back into her kitchen space.

"This is a nice spot," Nick said, taking a look around her living room. Olivia smiled modestly and stirred her food. "Yeah, thank you."

"So, what's up, are you okay?" Olivia asked, looking up at her partner.

"I actually had something I wanted to uh- ask you about." He stood there awkwardly, looking around her house. Olivia sighed and reached up into her top cabinet, grabbing a bottle of wine and two glasses.

"Wanna join me for dinner?" Olivia asked, holding up the red wine. Nick gave her that adorable little smile and nodded his head.

"Sounds good."

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"Usually I don't do wine, but this is really nice," Nick said, pointing to his glass.

"It should be, costs enough," Olivia snorted. Nick grinned at her from where he was sitting on the couch.

"How much?" Nick asked curiously, leaning back on Olivia's sofa.

"I think 100-200 a bottle, It's been up there for a long time," Olivia said, moving out of her kitchen to join Nick on her couch. She sat down slowly, curling her legs under her.

"200! You paid 200 for a bottle of wine, Liv?"

Olivia took a sip from her glass, groaning at the delicious flavor that coated her tongue.

"No, I was working a case a while back, and we were investigating a wine company called Luscious Grape," Olivia said, shaking her head. That case had been a tough one, especially with the CEO's death.

"I think I heard about that, didn't the company fall?" Nick asked, taking a gulp from his own glass.

"Yeah, anyway, so the company tried to bribe us with really expensive wine. It didn't work, but we got some free liquor out of the deal," Olivia finished.

"Was the company guilty?" Nick asked.

"More or less," Olivia said quickly, not wanting to dwell. She moved her fingertip over the rip of her glass, a loud sigh escaping her.

"I'm sorry for barging in on you," Nick said, looking down at the dark liquid in his glass. Olivia set her drink on the coffee table and leaned over, placing her hand on Nick's arm.

"It's fine, honestly, Nick," Olivia said, smiling at him. Nick nodded his head and turned to face her, a small smile on his lips.

"So, I think you came here for a reason?" Olivia asked, scooting closer.

"Yeah, I wanted to ask about Cutler, do you think we have a chance with this case, Liv?"

Olivia sighed and shrugged her shoulders in defeat. "I honestly don't know, Nick. I thought we did, but things just keep popping up, and I just don't know anymore."

Nick shook his head and a deep frown took over his features. "How do you do this, Liv? Handle these perverts walking away from their crimes?"

"When the monsters who do these things get a break, you do everything you can to ensure that the victim gets the help and support they need, Nick," Olivia whispered. His dark orbs met hers, and she couldn't force herself to look away. Olivia could've swore that Nick was moving closer, his head tilting downwards towards hers.

Olivia didn't know what to do. She knew she should scoot back over to her side of the sofa, but she couldn't make herself move. Instead her hand ran down his strong arm, her fingertips tracing down his shirt sleeve.

Olivia couldn't breathe. What was he doing? Nick's hand suddenly came up and he cupped her neck, stroking his thumb over her cheek. She faintly noticed that he had set his wine down, and then his other hand was on the other side of her face. Nick cupped her face and ever so slowly brought his lips closer to hers, his breath ghosting over her mouth.

"I need this, Olivia," Nick whispered against her lips.

Olivia shivered and nodded, leaning forward to meet him. Her lips brushed against his, and Olivia let out a breathy moan. Then Nick's lips were pressed hard against hers, his tongue poking at her bottom lip. Olivia quickly opened her mouth for him, allowing him access. His tongue slipped into her mouth, softly dueling with hers. Nick tasted incredible, she could taste the wine, but there was something that was pure Nick in the mix.

Olivia softly sucked on his tongue, her hands coming up to grip his biceps. Nick pulled her closer, his thumbs still stroking her face. His lips moved from hers and trailed over her cheek, her jaw, and then finally her neck. Olivia let out a loud moan as he began licking and nibbling the skin on her neck.

Wait- what were they doing? He was her partner, they couldn't do this. "Nick," Olivia started, "We can't."

Nick nodded his head but kept up his sucking, his arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her into his body. Olivia was about to protest again when Nick carefully started lowering her down onto the couch cushions.

"Nick," Olivia said, groaning as her back landed on the soft pillows of her sofa. Nick crawled on top of her, pushing her thighs apart with one of his legs. Nick's lips went back to her neck, and then he started pushing his thigh up against her core.

"Oh," Olivia let out a surprised gasp, fighting the urge to grind down on Nick's leg. Unfortunately, Nick was doing enough grinding all by himself. His leg connected with her again, and Olivia arched up.

"We can't, oh, Nick," Olivia moaned as he rubbed up against her. She was throbbing, Nick was making her so damn wet.

Nick's mouth came back down on hers, and Olivia reached up and grabbed his head, trying to pull him away. His hard dick pressed against her hip, and suddenly she froze. Nick was so hard.

Nick groaned into her mouth, and pulled at her sweater. "Off," he growled into her mouth.

Olivia helped him pull the sweater off her arms, and watched as he threw it on the floor. Nick's hand came up and began moving under her shirt, his fingertips tracing over her stomach.

His warm hand trailed higher up her body, and then he was cupping her breast. He rubbed his thumb over her lace covered nipple, and Olivia lost it.

She looked into Nick's now black orbs, and buried her fingers in his thick hair. Olivia tugged Nick back down on top of her.