It has been twenty odd years since he's changed a diaper, but he wanted Olive and Justin to be able to have an evening together. It had been a long time since they'd had alone time and he knew what that had been like just after Justin had been born.

So now there he stood behind the change table, staring down at his tiny grandson. "Okay kid, it's just me and you." He told him, holding one hand steady against the wriggling baby while he reached with his other in search of every thing he needed.

"You know you at least have one thing in common with your dad, he knew how to clear out a room at your age too." He chuckled, trying to hold his breath from the smell.

Once Cameron was all cleaned up, Voight swung the little boy up against his chest, dumping the diaper into the trash as he walked back into the living room.

He placed Cameron down on to his play mat almost doing his back in as he did so.

His cell phone slipped from his pocket as he stood himself back up, he handed Cameron his stuffed bunny and moved himself over to the sofa.

His mind flickered, wondering what he'd say if he actually called her. He didn't have a reason to call, he liked having a reason.

Cameron began gargling in baby speak, looking up at his grandfather with his big blue baby eyes.

"You want me to call?" He asked him, as Cameron started sucking on one of his plastic toys.

"If you insist." He scrolled through his contacts, stopping on the O section. Olivia Benson's name popped out of the screen like a pop up book, he hesitated over the name before letting the pad of his thumb drop against the screen.

"Sergeant Benson." He smiled to himself as she announced herself on the other end.

"Sergeant, I hope I'm not interrupting." He told her, keeping his eye on the little one who laid not too far from his feet.

"Ah, no actually I was just on my way home." She told him, he could hear the sounds of an elevator and her shoes as they collided with the flooring.

"It's late, working on a tough case?" He questioned, knowing that all of her cases were tough, but she ploughed through them without complaint.

"You could say that, how about you? Anything I can help you with Sergeant?"

Voight chuckled and rubbed his eyes with his hands, "No, I'm just spending some time with my grandson. I thought you'd know a thing or two about the little ones considering you have your own."

"So now you call me about personal matters?" She smiled, as her elevator landed on ground floor.

"You said to call any time, right now is any time." He reminded her, clicking his fingers at Cameron who had just started to get restless.

"I can hear him there, how old is he now?"

"Two months, it's the first time his parents have left him alone with me."

"You've raised kids before, I'm sure they trust you." She assured him, as she climbed into the back of a cab.

Voight's eyes fell upon his grandson, he was kicking his legs happily a sight that melted his heart.

"I worked a lot, should have been home more. The only real parenting I had time for was waiting for Erin to get home with her boyfriends and scaring them off with my gun."

She chuckled awkwardly, knowing that he was probably being literal.

"This little guy isn't dating just yet. So I'm a little out of practice."

"Well when he is, I'm sure you'll be prepared."

Voight couldn't help but smile. He was looking forward to watching this kid grow up.

"And you with Noah." He assured her.

"Of course." She agreed.

"You know maybe the two little guys will meet one day."

"I'd like that."