Okay, again I'm sorry this took so long. As I said before, I am rather slammed with school. Who knew college was so time consuming. Anyway, as I said in the last chapter, there will be a few problems and angst coming, so get ready. And as always, do enjoy!
After dropping the bag of Amanda's clothes back at their apartment, Ryan and Emily walked the short distance to the nearest park. Emmy ran towards the playground while Ryan sat on a nearby bench contemplating what to do about their previous encounter. Emily, for the most part, seemed to have completely moved passed it. Ryan, however, knew that there was more to come.
Amanda had a sister? Why didn't she say anything?
Ryan's eyes religiously followed her daughter as she rode on a small merry-go-round. She smiled at the sight. Everything had been so perfect. The pregnancy, if she was honest, threw them both through a loop, but they were figuring it out.
Her phone buzzed, alerting her to a text.
Just finished. Want to meet for lunch?
Ryan shot a quick text back and told her to meet them at a pizzeria a few blocks away from the park. Emily loved it because it had an arcade. Once they arrived they found Amanda waiting outside for them.
"Mama!" Emmy yelled as she raced towards the blonde. Amanda caught her easily and hugged her tight. She looked to Ryan and found her lost in thought somewhere. She used her hand to tug on the other woman's shirt, pulling her attention back. Amanda looked at her questioningly before pecking her on the lips.
"Everything okay?" Amanda asked.
"Yea, I'm fine." Ryan replied. Amanda didn't buy it for a second but decided to let it go until they were alone. They quickly seated and ordered their food.
As soon as their meal was finished, Emmy asked if she could go play. She was a little young, but there was a section that was specifically for children her age with a coloring station, puzzles, and other kid's toys. Amanda told her she could before turning to face the brunet who had been abnormally quiet through lunch. "What's going on with you?" She asked gently, taking the other woman's hand.
"Do you have a sister?" Ryan asked bluntly and immediately regretted it when she saw the blonde's face darken. She opened her mouth to apologize when Amanda answered her.
"Yes. Why?" She asked, narrowing her eye suspiciously.
"Why have you never told me about her?" Ryan asked her. Amanda took a deep breath while her eyes shot down to their joined hands. Ryan squeezed their hands encouragingly.
"Things have happened between us, things that I'm not sure that I can ever get passed, and it's just easier not to talk about it." Amanda answered. "Why are you asking about her?"
"Because she's here." Ryan stated.
"What?!" Amanda yelled, causing people to look at them in surprise. Ryan immediately pulled her closer.
"Not here, here. She's in New York." Ryan clarified.
"What do you mean? How do you know?" Amanda asked, confused.
"She showed up at your apartment when we were leaving." Ryan said. She saw the blonde's eyes widen slightly. "She isn't there now. She tried to get me to let her wait there for you, but I told her she would have to come back later."
"Why?" Amanda asked. There was no malice in her tone, just curiosity.
"Well, you never told me about her so I figured that you two were not on good terms so you probably wouldn't want her to stay in your apartment." Ryan told her. "That and something seemed a bit off about her." Amanda still seemed nervous about the information.
After throwing away their garbage and rounding up Emily they decided to go back to Amanda's apartment to make sure Kim was really gone. She was on edge, that much was obvious, but Ryan was certain she had never seen the blonde like this. Even when she came off of that ledge.
When they arrived at Amanda's Kim was indeed gone, but there was a note wedged in-between the door and the wall. Amanda pulled it out and folded it and stuck the paper in her back pocket before checking her apartment quickly and giving them the okay to leave.
"So would you like to tell me what that was all about?" Ryan asked as they sat on her couch, Emily playing quietly in her room. Amanda proceeded to tell Ryan the story of her troubles with Kim. As she continued on Ryan seemed to get stiffer and stiffer in her seat.
"So…she just left?" Ryan asked when she had finished. Amanda nodded, her eyes misting at reliving the memories. Ryan pulled her in her arms and held her tightly. "I'm sorry you had to go through that." Amanda sniffled in her shoulder.
"It's okay. She's always leaving me to clean up her messes." Amanda said in to her shoulder. Ryan pressed a sweet kiss to her hair before speaking.
"What was on the note she left?" She asked. Amanda sat back and retrieved the paper from her back pocket before unfolding it. She read it quickly before flipping it over to show the brunet that a hotel and room number was written on it, presumably where Kim was staying. "Are you going to go see her?"
"I have no idea." Amanda said, her voice still raspy from crying. "She's still my sister, but…"
"She was going to let you take the fall for a murder charge." Ryan finished for her. Amanda nodded. Ryan felt her pain. It was hard to look at someone and see someone you love, but feel such conflicting feelings for them and it wasn't that long ago that she found herself in a similar situation.
"Mama?" A small voice was heard. Amanda looked to her left and saw little Emily standing before her, a worried look on her face. Ryan beckoned the small girl to her and whispered in her ear. Emily then launched herself at Amanda and hugged her tight, burying her face in the junction between the blonde's neck and shoulder. "Don't be sad." Amanda smiled at that, despite the lump forming in her throat.
"Don't worry, baby. You made it better." The blonde told her. Emily looked at her and smiled.
"Really?!" She asked, glad she was helping. Amanda rubbed their noses together.
"So, so much better." She answered. Emily burrowed deeper in the blonde's embrace.
"How about we watch a movie, huh?" Ryan asked. "Will that make everyone feel better?" The others nodded and Ryan got up to find the movie.
When Olivia walked through the door to her apartment her priority was getting out of her dirtied clothes and showering. Her morning had started rather slowly, but after lunch things had started to pick up, unfortunately. She ended her day by having to dig through a dumpster to find the bloody clothes of their victim. Normally she would just sent the detective she was with, chances are she outranked them, but today she was with Fin and that just felt wrong. They flipped a coin and she had lost, she was still convinced he cheated somehow. In the end she had found the clothes, probably would be too contaminated to use, but they still had them.
After her shower she walked back to her kitchen was surprised to find Alex standing there in a pair of yoga pants and her NYPD shirt putting containers of Chinese food on the table. She looked absolutely beautiful. No makeup, hair pulled back, and the oversized shirt shifting when she moved to expose her smooth shoulder, begging to be kissed. Alex looked up at her as she made her way to the blonde. She made to speak but was cut short when Olivia pulled her to her and kissed her soundly. Alex moaned softly and threaded her fingers through the brown silk of Olivia's hair, tugging slightly.
"Where's Noah?" Liv asked when they pulled apart.
"Asleep." Alex said, still a little breathless. "I fed him and bathed him earlier. I had Fin text me when you were on your way home and I ordered Chinese." Olivia looked at her in confusion.
"Is it that late?" Liv asked, causing Alex to laugh.
"Baby, it's after nine." Olivia looked at her watched and realized that the blonde was right, as usual. Noah would have been in bed for a few hours now.
"I'm sorry, Al." Liv said, her shoulders slumping slightly. Alex chuckled and hugged the brunet to her.
"Don't worry, I understand your crazy hours." Alex said close to the other woman's ear, her voice causing a shiver to shoot through Olivia. Alex took her hand and led her to the table.
When the dinner was over Alex noticed that Liv's eyes were drooping shut. She took the brunet's hand and led her to their room, checking on Noah on the way. Alex set Olivia on the edge of the bed while she gathered Liv's sleep clothes. She gently undressed the other woman and was about to pull a night shirt over her head when the brunet pulled her down for a searing kiss. After a few moments Alex tried to pull away but Liv only pulled her closer, maneuvering the blonde to straddle her lap.
"Aren't you tired?" Alex asked, a smiled pulling at her lips. Liv kissed her again.
"Right now, I need you more than I need sleep." Olivia husked in the blonde's ear, bringing her earlobe into her mouth and biting gently. Alex pulled back and pulled their lips together again in a passionate kiss. Liv ran her hands up Alex's sides, slipping underneath the fabric of the other woman's shirt. "I love it when you wear my clothes."
"Why do you think I wear them." Alex said against the brunet's lips. Olivia scooted her body further up the bed, never losing her grip on the blonde. Once at the head of the bed, she quickly flipped them and divested Alex of her clothes. Both women moaned when their skin touched. No matter how many times they did this, it never ceased to amaze them how it always seemed to feel more wonderful each time.
Alex pressed her lips harder against the brunet's, her leg hooking around the other woman's and flipping them again. Olivia moaned when she felt Alex press her against the bed. The first time she did this, Alex was surprised how much Olivia enjoyed her taking control. Liv had once told her that she had to take care of everything and be strong for everyone and that it was nice to have someone to be vulnerable with, someone who would take care of her for once.
"I love you so much." Alex whispered as she made love to the brunet slowly and reverently, feeling the tension of the day leave her body with every thrust, lick, and caress. When she felt Olivia close to her peak she was surprised when she felt two fingers enter her gently and begin to move with the rhythm she had set. Having already been close due to watching the detective, it didn't take long for Alex to be pushed over the edge, Olivia following right after.
After catching their breath, the two women curled together and it was only minutes before they were sleep overtook them.
Alex woke the next morning to a brown haired head laying on her chest. A closer inspection told her that it wasn't the brunet she was expecting. Sometime in the middle of the night Liv must have brought Noah in bed with them. Alex was on her back, Noah nestled on her chest, and Liv's arm was wrapped around the both of them, coming to lay around Alex's middle.
"Sorry." A groggy voice to her right said. She turned and saw and barely awake Liv looking at her. "He woke up and wouldn't go back to sleep and I was really tired. Someone wore me out." Liv smiled at the blonde.
"It's okay." Alex assured her. "I like waking up to the both of you." Alex ran her fingers lightly through the boy's hair.
"I love you." Olivia said, her voice catching a little. "I love all of this, us together with Noah." Alex smiled at her and used her free hand to caress the detective's face.
"Me too." The blonde said. "It's like we're a family." Olivia pressed a kiss to Alex's palm.
"We are a family." She told her. "You, me, Noah, Ryan, Emily, and Amanda. We're all a strange and dysfunctional family. And it's about to get bigger." Liv said, smiling at the blonde.
"How unique our holidays will be." Alex laughed.
They laid there in comfortable silence together until Noah began to stir. They decided that it was time for breakfast and gathered the boy and made their way to the kitchen.
Meanwhile, in another part of the city, Amanda stood outside of room 303 in a rather rundown motel. Ryan had wanted to come with her but after a rather heated discussion Amanda managed to convince her that someone needed to stay and look after Emmy and this was something she needed to do alone. That didn't mean that she didn't wish Ryan was with her while her heart pounded as she waited for her sister to answer the rundown door.
The door was opened a few agonizing seconds later and there stood Kim, the sister she hadn't seen in years. She still looked the same, give or take a few pounds. Her hair was a little longer, but she still had that same conniving look in her eyes, however. "I wondered when you would come a' knockin'." Kim said, smirking at the other blonde woman. Amanda pushed her way inside and turned to look at her sister, if you could still call her that.
"I'm not staying, what do you want?" Amanda threw at the other woman. Kim's smirk deepened.
"I just wanted to see how my sister was doing." She said, her southern drawl more prominent. "What with her carryin' my niece or nephew." Amanda's eyes widened.
"How the hell do you know about that?" She asked. Other than Liv and Alex the only other person that knew was Ryan and…ugh….her mother. Why?! Why did she tell her?!
She had just had her, rather unpleasant, conversation with Nick and was sitting in her car, barely holding off her tears, when her phone rang. It was her mother.She had two options; she could answer and argue with her hard-headed mother, or ignore the call and go home.Who was she kidding?If she ignored the call, then her phone would be ringing all night.
"Hey, Mama." Amanda said into the phone, her voice only slightly shaking.
"What's the matter? Talking to your only mother that horrible to you?"Her mother's voice clipped through the device.Amanda closed her eyes tightly, biting her tongue.
"No." Amanda drew out, taking deep breaths.
"Then what's wrong?" Her mother asked again, exasperated.
"Nothing, Mama. Is there something you wanted?"Amanda asked.Her mother sighed on the other end.
"Have you heard from your sister?" Her mother asked.This time it was Amanda who sighed.No matter how many times they went through this, it never changed anything.It was like her mother didn't understand.
"No, Mother, I haven't and I won't" She said.
"Well, there's no reason to be rude, Amanda." The older woman said.It was not a secret that her mother kept in touch with her youngest child, but it was like she didn't quite grasp that Amanda not only didn't know, but couldn't know, where Kim was.She was already bending the law by not telling anyone that her mother still kept contact.
"Mom, you know what she did. You know why I can't.I don't know why you keep askin' me."She told the woman, her free hand moving up to rub her pulsing temple.
"Amanda, what is your problem? You move out to the big city and all of a sudden you're too good to speak to your family?!"Her mother yelled at her.That was it.She had had the worst day and this was the last straw.
"You know that that is not what this is about!" Amanda yelled. "I could have you hauled in just for talkin' to Kim!Do you understand that?!"
"Also," She continued "in case you didn't realize, I have other things going on in my life right now than you and Kim! Like being pregnant, a father who doesn't want the baby, and a relationship with a woman who already has a child!"Amanda said, ending the call and throwing the phone into the passenger seat.
It wasn't until she arrived at the daycare the Bureau offered to all of their employees that her spirits began to lift. There was Emily, playing with another girl, laughing.Like she had a sixth sense, Emily's head shot up and she abruptly stood and ran to her blonde mother.
Amanda pulled herself away from the memory and wiped the smile that it caused from her face.
"What's wrong, Sis? Daydreaming of your girlfriend?" Kim asked with a sneer.
"I'm not dealing with this." Amanda bit out at her. "You have twenty-four hours. If you aren't gone by then, I'm calling Tucker. If you try to contact me or my family again, I'll call Tucker. You so much as think of my family, I'll call Tucker. Got it?" Amanda said, pushing past her sister, yet again, and made her way to the door.
"You'll never do it." Kim said as her hand landed on the doorknob. "You wouldn't do that to me." Amanda was seething. The worst part was…she was right.
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