"Hey," Peter said quietly to with his head resting in his hand. Olivia laid underneath him, spent from the night before.

"Hey," she reached up to bring his face close and pecked his lips. "I've missed waking up next to-" she covered her mouth and sprinted for the bathroom. Her morning sickness had been horrible the past few days.

"Liv," Peter followed up behind her to hold her hair back. She dropped to her knees and heaved into the toilet. He rubbed her back as she finished up and made it over to the sink to brush her teeth.

"That been going on a lot?" He stood next to her at the sink and kissed her shoulder.

"Since Wednesday. It just hit me out of nowhere," she sighed and turned to look at him. "It's such shit," she crossed her arms over her chest and smirked.

"How far along did the doctor say you were?"

"Maybe 4 or 5 weeks. With this nausea I would've figured it out soon enough though."

"Are you happy? Happy about the baby?"

"I just need time to adjust to the idea," the plan was to wait a year. That was the reason they had invested so much time and money into saving her eggs. It was amazing to know she was still able to conceive naturally, but for it to only been six months of them together…

"I get that," he scrubs his hands down his face. "You wouldn't ever…" her eyebrow furrows when she gets what he's leading to.

"Get an abortion? No. I threatened it earlier to make sure you weren't lying but I could never. Not with our baby," he has every right to ask. She understands why he might be paranoid. The last thing she wanted right now was a baby, but this time she wasn't questioning the person she was in a relationship with. If she had to choose for this to happen with anyone, it would be Peter.

There's a pause that settles between them. Peters just grateful to hear those words leave her lips. In this moment he finally feels the ground settle beneath him. Although there is so much more to resolve, he feels that he has her trust back.

"I'm going to go into the precinct today and get a hold of Reggie. I wanna get to the bottom of this so we can finally get us back," she sighs and feels the familiar lump in her throat.

"Thank you for loving me through this- all of it," she knows exactly what he means. Peter reaches for her hand and brings her close to him. "But remember you don't owe me anything. You do your job, Olivia. Don't bend rules because of me," her eyes welled with tears and she bit her lower lip. He uses his thumb to wipe the few that fell down her cheeks.

"I'm going to do everything to make this right the fair and legal way. I believe you. I believe something happened to Sarah too, but deep down I just know there's so much more to this story," the mood becomes somber as they both realize this will be the last few moments they have together for a while.

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A few days had passed and Olivia had finally called up Reggie to meet him for casual drinks. She of course put a call in beforehand requesting grape juice only for her. Peter had been against her doing this, arguing that they could've sent Amanda instead. Olivia had wanted to do this. She felt guilt for the way she treated Peter and she needed for it to be her that got the truth.

"How's the case going?" Reggie asked sitting across from her.

"Things aren't looking too good," she says trying to sound disappointed. "I need something from you," her finger toys with the edge of her glass as she shifts in her seat. "I need you to say that you heard Sarah say 'yes'- that she wanted to have sex."

"You want me to lie?"

"More like stretch the truth a little bit. Do you want Peter to go to jail? If that DNA test comes back and says he's the father…"

"DNA test?" Panic flashes across his face although he tries to play it off as calm. She's got him right where she wants him.

"Yes it's all a mess and with the baby coming, I just don't know if I can do this all alone," she manages to tear up just enough to hook him right in.

"Okay okay, I'll do whatever you need me to do?"

"Anything?"

"Yeah, I just want this to all go away," she begins sliding out of the booth and stands in front of the table, reaching behind her for her cuffs.

"Then I need for you to stand up and put your hands behind your back for me."

"Wait what's going on?"

"Any man who's willing to commit perjury surely is guilty," he sits dumbfounded at the trap she'd just set him up in.

"I had nothing to do with this!" Although he's pissed he complies and begins sliding out of the booth.

"If you don't shut up and put your hands behind your back, I'm going to have to call reinforcement. I don't think you want me to do that," she stood with her cuffs in one hand. He turned and placed his hands behind his back just as she asked, and the sweet sound of those cuffs locking filled her ears.

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Reggie had been put away. Peter was home. All was good.

The apartment was quiet tonight. Although it had been silent without him here the past week, this quiet was much more different. It was a peaceful quiet. Not one that was waiting for the ball to drop or needing life altering questions answered.

They both laid in bed naked with the sheets wrapped around them. It had been a night full of love making as they made up for lost time. It'd been a few days since they last saw one another like this, waiting for the news to blow over.

Peter watched Olivia as she slept next to him, her forearm thrown across her forehead as her other hand rested at her side. She looked peaceful- that furrow between her eyebrows finally gone. His head was perched in the palm of his hand, while his freehand rested up on her abdomen. He looked at her so differently now. Olivia wasn't just his girlfriend but she was the mother of his child now.

His thumb ran back and forth over her olive skin, and paused when he felt her hand cover his. She laced her fingers with his and brought their hands up to her lips. "Everything is going to be okay," she says quietly with her eyes still closed.

"I know I just...it's hard to go back to normal after everything that just happened," her eyes fluttered open and looked up at him.

"It is but we'll get through it. We're gonna have to because soon enough I'll be waddling around here, demanding food at 3AM," she tries to lighten the mood and smiles. He brushes her hair back with his hand and leans to kiss her lips.

"I can't wait for it," he pulls back and the corners of his mouth upturn.

"I am happy just so you know," she ran her hand over her flat stomach. "There may be times when it doesn't seem like it, but I want you to know that I really am," she found herself getting emotional all over again. "It's just a lot to settle in on."

"You take all the time you need," he settles back into bed and pulls her back to his chest. Peter kisses her shoulder and pulls the covers up higher, hoping they'll both be able to sleep. There's so much more he wants to say that he hasn't been able to since finding out about the baby. He doesn't want to overwhelm her. She's been through so much this week with him.

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"Noah, we're leaving in five minutes!" Olivia shouted through her apartment. She was rushing like crazy this morning after getting tied up in the bathroom with her morning sickness.

"Hey slow down a bit. What can I help you with?" Peter grabbed her by her shoulders to stop her in her footsteps.

"It's fine I got it," she tried stepping out of his grasp but he moved in front of her again. "Fine. If you could please make sure Noah has everything that would be great," she sighed. He had been on her case lately about just asking him for help and realizing she doesn't have to do everything alone.

"See was that so hard?" he kissed her forehead and went on to help Noah. She shook her head and sighed, taking a moment to just breathe. It took so much longer to do anything these days, and she was beginning to feel a bit overwhelmed. Her mind began to spiral each time as she began to wonder if this is what it would be like with two kids- or worse?

She stopped herself before going any further and gathered all her belongings for work. Olivia took one last look in the mirror and attempted to button those last few on her blouse again, yet still no give. Her breasts had grown tremendously the last few weeks, and her wardrobe was on its last leg.

"Thank you so much," Peter handed her a tumbler of coffee as they all made it to the door.

"Always remember you can ask me for help. We're in this together," he kisses her cheek and ruffles Noah's hair. "Let's get going kiddo."

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Olivia had spent the majority of her morning trying her best to contain her morning sickness. Eating saltines and slowly sipping on water, attempting to keep her pregnancy under wraps for just a few more months. Although she felt she could finally celebrate this baby with Peter, it was still terrifying being only in the beginning stages. Anything could really happen at this point.

"Hey Liv, I'm heading over to grab a coffee. You want anything?" Amanda peeked her head into her office.

"I'm okay. Thank you for the offer though," Olivia tried her best to perk up, but moved too fast and felt her nausea set back in.

"You sure? You're normally always down for a latte around this time?" She has no idea why all of a sudden it mattered to her whether she got coffee or not.

"Yes, I'm just a little under the weather this morning," she's holding on the best she can with her hand to her stomach, as she tries her very best to keep it down for just one more moment.

"Alright. Well I hope you get to feeling better," she gives a sincere smile and turns to walk away before peeping back in. "Hey I wanted to get back with you about that Baker case. We ran the dna and-" Olivia tried her hardest, she really did but she couldn't hold it in any longer. She reached for the small trash can near her desk and heaved into it.

"I'm sorry," she breathed before puking again. She felt Amanda's hands grab her hair to pull it back out of her face, and her palm rubbing her back. Finally it stopped and she sat back in her office chair, taking deep breaths to calm her stomach.

"I must've ate something bad last night," she swished water in her mouth and spit it into the pail.

"Or it could be something else…" she looked up at Amanda who had been standing next to where she sat. Olivia knitted her eyebrows together trying to play dumb like she wasn't catching onto what she was getting to.

"Oh come on Olivia, you're pregnant," she placed her hands on her hips and shook her head. Olivia sat there for a moment, in shock after hearing it out loud. If Amanda could already tell, then who else could? She still had another 4 weeks to go until they planned on telling anyone, even Noah.

"I promise I won't tell anyone, but the way your boobs are straining in that top isn't helping," she pointed out and Olivia couldn't help the slight chuckle that left her mouth.

"I really thought the blazer would help," she tugs on the blazer and sighs with relief at just being able to talk about this with someone who would understand.

"When did you find out?" Amanda went to take a seat across from her.

"A few weeks ago," she becomes slightly somber at the flashback of that horrid week.

"Right before the case with Sarah…."

"Yeah...so you can only imagine my first thoughts of having Peter's baby. It feels like we're just now back in a good place, and able to celebrate," she manages to smile the slightest.

"That's good to hear. You know I've been rooting for y'all since the beginning," she winks and starts to get up. "I've gone through this twice so you know you can always talk to me about anything."

"Thanks Amanda," she left and closed the door behind her.

She thought about what she had said a little more closely, and for the first time in the last few weeks she felt her and Peter were going to be alright. She laid her hand over her abdomen saying a silent prayer then and there, that this baby would make it through these next 4 weeks- because their relationship couldn't handle another hit.

This is my only story ever to have people come back even weeks after updating, and ask when's the next one because you guys enjoy it so much. I lost my vibe for writing for a while but those comments helped me remember that this story was actually worth continuing to write.

I'm in summer classes but I promise not to make you guys wait so long for the next update. Thank you and reviews are appreciated! :')