Okay, so I went through a whole week of updates, and next week, I'm only gonna update four stories due to the holiday and then I'll be back to the swing of things the week after that. Oh, yeah, keep in mind, I'm jumping forward to two and a half weeks later in this story because something surprising will happen to Alex. And, I'm bringing Falacci back because I know you miss her. Hell, I miss her, too.

BTW, we're now less than a month away from new episodes of CI to start and I still can't wait! My patience's wearing thin!

Enjoy and happy reading!

Lots of love, hugs and kisses from your resident writer and friend, Nina!

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Eames residence

Brooklyn, New York

October 22, 2007

After going into the bathroom and having another unexpected meeting with the porcelain gods, Alex climbed back into bed and buried her face into the pillow. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she has a funny and familiar feeling that she could be pregnant. Thank god she went and brought a pregnancy test the day before and she was contemplating whether or not she should go ahead and take it right now.

I can't remember the last time I had my period. I do remember Bobby and I making love several times at his house two weeks ago. God, I love him but I don't know if he wants to have a child with me right now. I don't know if I'm ready to be a mother. I've always wanted to have children, but me and Joe never had the chance. And, then, my sister couldn't have a child, so I ended up carrying Nathan for her. Can I handle the pressure of being someone's mother?

After tossing and turning all over the bed, she climbed out and went back into the bathroom. Picking up the home pregnancy test from the sink, she looked over the instructions on the back for several minutes before she finally gave in and opened it. Flipping the toilet seat up, she sat down and got down to business.

Here goes nothing, she thought as she sat there and waited for the timer to go off. Thank God she got one of those 5 minute pregnancy tests.

She just sat there, waiting for the inevitable to happen.

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Major Case Squad room

22nd precinct

One Police Plaza

Manhattan, New York

October 22, 2007

Nola was at her desk, tying some information on her latest case on the computer while she cranked her neck and sighed deeply. God, this was tiring and then some. This morning, she didn't have time to take her kids to school because she overslept (not to mention Damian thought it was a good idea to have some good morning sex) and she didn't have time to enjoy her ritual morning coffee, she became cranky and angry. However, when she came into work, her mood quickly changed to more calm, cool and collected.

"Falacci, Logan's coming in late. His mother's in the hospital," Ross called out from his office.

"You heard anything from him yet?" she asked softly. Her heart went out to him.

"She's stable for right now. She fell down a flight of stairs. Mike went hysterical when he heard the news. He's coming in, but it's gonna be a long while. I told him to take all the time he needs to tend to her," Ross said before he stepped back into his office.

Nola understood. It was no secret that like Bobby, Mike Logan had a shitty childhood. His mother abused him, but he still loved her because she was the only family he has. He never knew his father, which suited him just fine because he didn't wanna know him. Even though his relationship with his mother wasn't on the best of terms, he spent his life taking care of her.

While Nola kept working, she was surprised to find her husband coming to visit her, holding a bouquet of red roses in his arms. She dropped everything and leaped into his arms; kissing him passionately and wrapping her legs over his back.

"Damian, what brings you here?" she asked excitedly.

"What, I can't come in and see my favorite girl without a motive? I'm hurt, Falacci," he joked.

"You can see me anytime you want, but I get to see you at home, not at work."

"True. I do have a motive, though. Are you available for lunch? I got us a hotel room downtown; we can order room service while we play good cop, bad cop," he winked at her.

"Damian, I love you and all, but I won't be able to walk for weeks, big boy," she teased lightly.

"Live a little. For me? Come on," he batted his eyelashes at her encouraging her to go along with his plans.

Nola looked over his shoulder and was surprised to see Ross nodded his head at her, telling to go ahead and take lunch. Grinning foolishly, she grabbed her jacket and walked out of the bullpen with Damian's arms wrapped tightly around her.

My husband's gonna be the death of me, but what a fucking way to go, she thought seductively, grinning at the man who could turn her on without doing anything spectacular.

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Eames residence

Brooklyn, New York

October 22, 2007

Alex didn't know whether she should laugh or cry.

She looked at the pregnancy test and started to scream. You can't tell if it was a happy scream or a terrified scream.

The results came out positive, as indicated with the two lines appearing.

She was pregnant. She was pregnant with Bobby's baby.

She didn't know how to tell him. Sure, she loves him so much, but she didn't know if he wanted to have a baby with her. And, because of her religious beliefs, she didn't have the heart to get an abortion. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked at the pregnancy test one more time before she sat it down carefully on the sink and walked out of the bathroom.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she contemplated calling Bobby and asking him to come over so she could tell him face to face. Just when she was about to reach over and pick up the phone, the doorbell rang.

I'm not expecting anyone. I called the cap and told him I was sick, so I can stay home. I wonder if he needs me after all, she thought as she grabbed her robe and put it on. Then she left her bedroom, treaded downstairs and headed towards the front door.

"Who is it?" she yelled.

"Alex? Baby, it's me," Bobby responded. What the fuck? He was coming and he didn't bother to tell her? Then again, she was about to call him. Smiling brightly, she opened the door, and there he was, looking so good in a simple flannel shirt and jeans.

"I was about to call you," she laughed.

"I was coming regardless if you were gonna call me or not," he sassed as he stepped inside. She barely closed the door when he snaked his arms around his waist and pulled her flush against him.

"Aren't you happy to see me?" she giggled when she felt his erection straining against her butt.

"How come you're not at work? I went insane," he complained as he started kissing her neck gently.

"I wasn't feeling too good. Actually, I'm glad you're here because I have something important to say," she said as she grabbed his hand and dragged him over to the sofa. They both sat down and looked into each other's eyes.

"Something's wrong? You're not breaking up with me, are you?" he asked frantically.

"No! No, I couldn't give you up if I tried. No, I was wondering, do you love kids?" Alex asked out of the blue.

"I adore kids. I hope to have some of my own real soon," he said heartedly.

Okay. Maybe telling him could be easier than I thought, a voice in her head said. Never letting go of his hand, she brought it up against her stomach. His eyes widened in shock because he didn't think his dream came true already.

"Alex, baby, are you pregnant?" he asked in a faint whisper.

She just nodded her head slowly. "Are you okay?"

He didn't say a word. Instead, he grabbed her in his arms and started twirling around the room; laughing, crying and screaming out in joy. He couldn't be more happier right now.

"Bobby, please put me down. I'm gonna be sick!" Alex screamed. He relented and sat her down on the couch, not before he started planted kisses on her face, which was damp with tears.

"I was thinking the worst, you know," she admitted.

"You thought I wouldn't be happy? That I wouldn't want this baby? Are you kidding me? Alex, all my life, I wanted to be married and start a family with the woman I love. I know we're not getting married right now, but you're giving me the greatest gift known to man: a child. I'm gonna be a proud papa. Baby, I love you," he assured her.

"Oh, Bobby, I love you, too. I'm so happy we're gonna be a family, nonetheless," she finished on a happy sob.

He leaned over and started kissing her; first lightly, then more passionately. She wrapped her arms around her neck and groaned in his mouth. Nothing else mattered but the happiness that consumed them.

Neither of them didn't notice, though, that a certain someone was watching them through the window. And she was clearly pissed!

I wonder who could that be, huh? And, let's hear your reactions about Alex's pregnancy. Did I rush into it? Or, are you happen there's gonna be a little Bobby and Alex growing? Let me know, okay? Stay tuned!

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