Emily sighs as she sways herself back and forth in her mother's office chair, her thumb scrolling slowly along the screen of her phone as her free hand rests along her stomach, her thumb stroking back and forth absentmindedly. She looks up from her phone when she hears voices start to filter into the Murder Room before the team themselves start to come in, most everyone carrying a box of evidence. Her feet stop moving as she watches her mom give a few directions before heading towards her office, her nose buried in her phone as she rounds the corner into the room.

Sharon shuts the door behind herself and drops her bag onto her desk before jumping when she realizes Emily was sitting in her chair. Emily laughs while Sharon puts a hand over her heart, fixing her daughter with a soft glare before her eyes widen as she looks at her watch.

"Oh my god, I forgot to come pick you up!" Sharon exclaims when she notices what time it was, "I am so sorry. We've been going all morning and the time must have gotten away from me. Why didn't you call me?"

"Because I'm a big girl who can take an Uber," Emily says, pushing herself up out of the chair, "And you don't have to apologize, I know you get busy sometimes. I stopped by here instead of going home because I don't have a key to the house."

"Here," Sharon says digging through her purse before pulling out her keys. She unclips a couple items before handing Emily the car keys as well as the house keys, "You can take my car home. We put all of the boxes you sent into your room, the laundry should be open, but the fridge is a little sparse. I'm not entirely sure what Rusty's schedule is today either, so he might be in and out. I'm hoping we can get out of here at a decent time, but I don't know if that's going to happen this case…"

"Mom," Emily says, putting her hands on Sharon's shoulders to get her to focus, "I'll be fine. I've spent 7 years living on my own, I can manage a day at the house without you."

"Right," Sharon nods, letting out a long breath and smiling at Emily. Emily smiles back and lets her mom go.

"Where's the car parked at?"

"Second floor of the garage, just a few spots away from the elevator."

"Okay. I'll see you guys later if you manage to make it home tonight. If you're not going to be home by dinner maybe text me and I can bring some food over for the team."

"That would be great, thank you."

"Alright, I'm going to get going and let you get back to work," Emily says before hugging Sharon and kissing her cheek, "Be safe."

"I will. I'll talk to you later," Sharon hums, watching as Emily grabs her bag and heads towards the elevators, waving at her team as she goes. She sinks down into her chair and drops her head to her desk with a groan only looking up when she hears the door open again, "I totally forgot she was coming home today."

"We both did," Andy says, setting a mug of tea down on her desk, "Everything okay?"

"Yeah. I just gave her the keys to my car so she could go home. I'll call her later once we have a better idea of where we are with this case."

Later in the day Sharon sighs as she steps into the hallway to call Emily. She leans against the wall waiting for her daughter to pick up.

"Hey mom!"

"Hey honey," Sharon murmurs, her eyes closing as her head tips back, "How's your day been going?"

"Okay. I think I have most of what I want to unpack put away. I stopped by the store and picked up a little bit of groceries also," Emily recounts, "You guys going to be home soon? I was just going to get started on dinner."

"Yeah, we've got about an hour left here and then we'll be on our way."

"Everything okay?" Emily asks, concern lacing her tone.

"Not a good end to this case," Sharon sighs.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Sharon mumbles, looking down at the floor, "I'll see you soon, yeah?"

"I'll be here."

"I love you."

"I love you too." Sharon hangs up the phone and tucks it into her coat pocket, taking another moment before going back into the murder room. She offers Andy a small smile before going into her office and shutting the door behind herself and pulling the blinds. Andy knocks on the door close to an hour later and waits for her response before sticking his head in.

"You almost ready to head out?" Andy inquires, setting a small stack of files on her desk. Sharon nods as she quickly flicks through them before adding the one she was working on to the top.

"Yeah, I'll take care of the rest of this in the morning," Sharon comments, capping her pen and putting it away. Andy holds a hand out to her once she finishes cleaning up. She takes his hand and grabs her bag before slinging it over her shoulder. He stops by his desk to grab his suit coat before they head towards the elevator. Once they're alone in the metal box Andy squeezes Sharon's hand.

"You alright?"

"Nothing a quiet night at home won't fix," Sharon says reassuringly. Andy wraps his arm around her waist and pulls her closer, pressing a kiss to her head. Sharon sighs as she sits in his grasp for a few moments before pulling back as the door dings open to the parking garage. Andy drives them home, pulling up next to Sharon's car before parking and cutting the engine.

Sharon gets out of the car and makes her way up the walk, pushing her way into the house and taking a calming breath when she smells food cooking and hears Emily singing along with music playing in the kitchen. She kicks her shoes off and sets her bag down before padding into the kitchen. Emily smiles at her mom as she sets the last plate down on the table. Sharon holds her arms out and wraps Emily in a hug, holding her quietly for a moment before letting her go as she drops her forehead against hers.

"I love you, you know that right?"

"Of course," Emily nods.

"Good," Sharon sighs, pressing a kiss to Emily's head, "So what's for dinner?"

"I made burrito bowls, chicken for you and me and spicy tofu for Andy," Emily says, stepping away from Sharon to grab the last of the food to bring it to the table. Andy comes in and takes a deep breath, smiling at Emily.

"Smells great."

"Thanks." Sharon gets down a wine glass and pulls a bottle of white out of the fridge, pouring herself a small glass before bringing it over to the table and taking a seat.

"How was your first day?" Andy asks as he gets himself a glass of iced tea before sitting down at the table across from Sharon.

"Good. I was telling Mom earlier that I think I've gotten most everything unpacked," Emily replies as she takes her seat with a small smile, "Nothing too strenuous. I think I have a couple things I'll put in storage."

"I can take that stuff to your mom's unit for you this weekend," Andy offers.

"That'd be great, thanks," Emily says as she makes herself a plate, "Also do you think…would you be willing to take a look at some cars with me? I mean sometime in the next couple weeks, it doesn't have to be right away. I just don't want to have to keep borrowing Mom's car."

"Yeah, of course," Andy nods, "Anything in particular you're looking for?"

"Something that fits a carseat in it?" Emily arches her eyebrow with a smile and a laugh, "It's been a while since I've had to think about what I want in a car."

"Well," Andy chuckles, "We'll definitely want to make a day of it then."

"Probably," Emily grins. Their heads both snap to look at Sharon as she lets out a snort laugh. Emily laughs harder, "Oh my god I can't believe you still make that sound."

"Don't get her going," Andy grins as he laughs a bit himself.

After they finish dinner Andy helps clean up the dishes as Emily grabs a pint of ice cream out of the freezer, holding up two spoons to her mom. Sharon nods and leans up over to kiss Andy on the lips.

"I'm gonna go sit with Emily for a little bit, that okay?"

"Yeah of course," Andy smiles as he loads the dishwasher. Sharon smiles and rubs her hand up his back.

"I love you."

"Love you too," Andy winks. Sharon winks back before heading out of the kitchen.

"I'll be down in a second, I'm just going to change."

"Sure. I make no promises on the state of the ice cream," Emily says with a grin as she heads back towards her room. Sharon climbs the stairs to the bedroom and sheds her work clothes before dressing in a pair of leggings and one of Andy's undershirts. She makes her way back downstairs to Emily's room, knocking on the door before slipping in.

Emily was stretched out along the bed in her pajamas, watching TV as she digs into the pint of ice cream. Sharon slides into bed next to her and snuggles up to her side. Emily hands over one of the spoons and tilts the pint towards her mother without a word. Sharon reaches in and pulls out a large bite, humming as the cold cream melts over her tongue. She swipes a couple more bites before Emily nudges her.

"Hmm?" Sharon asks as she pulls the spoon from her mouth.

"You want to talk about it?"

"About what?"

"Your case? Seems to be bugging you."

"Kids," Sharon sighs, dipping her spoon back into the container, "They're always the hardest."

"I'm sorry," Emily says, dropping her head against her mother's. Sharon takes a deep breath and sighs, fishing out another bite before giving her spoon up.

"How have you been feeling?" Sharon asks after she swallows.

"Me? Fine. Pants are getting a little tight, but I suppose that's good," Emily smiles pulling her shirt back a bit as she looks down at her stomach. Sharon reaches out a hand and looks up at Emily with an arched eyebrow, "Yeah go ahead."

Sharon rubs her hand over Emily's stomach, a small grin spreading across her lips before she pulls her hand back.

"Things are finally starting to kind of pop out, I swear I just looked like I was getting fat the last few weeks," Emily says as she pulls her shirt back down. She grabs her phone and opens up her pictures, showing her mom the pictures she'd been taking weekly, "First one I was seven weeks…all the way through today."

"Same thing happened to me when I was pregnant with you. I looked like I'd gained twenty pounds before I looked like I was pregnant," Sharon smiles as she looks at the pictures, "I'll have to dig around a bit and find the albums I have."

"I'd like that," Emily nods.

[TBC]