Okay I know that this first chapter is kind of short, but bear with me. I was brainstorming for the next chapter of Just Call Me Daddy, when I had the sudden urge to write another story with Haven in it. So I decided that I'm going to expand on the Joe/Steph/Haven story as well. I hope you all like it, and please review, and let me know what you think, feedback is important. And if you have any input or ideas, that might get little Haven into some mischief they are certainly welcome, right now I'm taking experiences from my niece. Enjoy!!

The little girl beside me was as cute as ever in her pigtails, and light pink velvet running suit set, courtesy of her Papa of course. She had her teddy bear in one hand and her tippy cup full of milk in the other as we walked into the Trenton PD this afternoon to see her daddy on his break. Joe wasn't expecting us but I had some errands to run so we decided to surprise him on our way home.

Once we were inside she was the center of attention. All the officer's knew who she was and she knew who they were.

"Hey," one of them exclaimed, "it's Little Morelli."

She just looked at him a flashed him her famous grin full of that "Morelli Charm," and continued to walk with me to the elevators. Once inside she made sure she got to push the button to the third floor where her Daddy's office was located, and then she reached her arms up to me for me to pick her up. I don't even know why I did because I knew that once we got to Joe's office she would be on the ground again, but she was my baby, and a little spoiling never did anyone any harm.

"Daddy," she yelled when she saw him sitting at his desk staring at the computer monitor in front of him.

He grinned and turned off the monitor just in time for her to bounce in his lap. "Hey Princess," he said as he gave her a hug and kiss, "what are you doing here?" Then looking up at me he smiled, the exact same smile that Haven gave one of the officers when we first got here.

"Well," I began and took a seat on the other side of his desk, "We had a few errands to run, and we decided to stop here when we were finished. Haven wanted to see her daddy, and I wanted to see what we were doing tonight."

He smiled and sat Haven down on the floor and she walked around to the front of his desk. Joe knew that Haven loved coming to see him at work, so we came a lot. But he also knew that she didn't have a long attention span, so he kept a little box full of toys for her to play with when she came in the corner. She stood on tip toe to set her teddy bear and tippy cup on his desk and walked to the corner and began playing.

We watched her play for a little while, so happy, and excited, and innocent, and at only three years old she was as smart as a whip. Her hair was still as dark and as curly as it was the day she was born, but it was longer now, down to her shoulders and she hated it cut. Just like her daddy. So we had to just trim it this morning and every time she would bob her head up and down her pig tails would just bounce up and down. It was the cutest thing in the world. Life didn't get any better then this.

I turned my attention back to Joe who was watching me intently, with his dreamy brown eyes, and sexy grin. "What," I asked, curious to what he was thinking.

He shrugged his shoulders and looked back to Haven who was pushing a truck around in a circle and making "vroom" noises. "I was just thinking how much things have changed over the last four years," he looked at me and then he stood up and made his way around the desk and scooped me out of the chair and into my arms. "My life is so good I can't even believe it. I have a beautiful fiancé, and a beautiful daughter, a nice house, a nice job, and even a dog. Fifteen years ago I wouldn't even picture me with one of those things." He bent down and gave me a kiss full a passion, that told me that everything he just said he though true.

"I know," I whispered as I pulled away from him, "me either." I leaned forward and kissed him again.

The "vrooming" noises had stopped so I looked toward our daughter who had gotten out a doll and a little brush and was coming her hair.

"So what do you want to do tonight," I repeated my earlier question. "Dinner at my parents, or take-out from Pino's?"

"Let's go to your parents," he said thoughtfully, "you know if your father goes one day without seeing her, he'll be knocking down our front door at midnight. And I really don't feel like filling out any domestic disturbance papers right now."