Stone is Amanda's new favorite ADA, Jay refuses to date his sister, and Boden gets a surprise at The Palm.

Amanda Rollins

"Good news," Peter said when he arrived at the precinct where Fin, Amanda, and Sonny were bent over their computers and working, "Brett got to Chicago without any problems."

"That's great," Amanda looked up, then sighed in relief when she saw the pizza boxes Peter was balancing. "Oh, you read my mind."

"I know you're trying to close cases as quickly as you can," Peter explained, the smell luring Olivia from her office. "So I thought I'd do what I could to help."

"No need to leave the office," Fin nodded appreciatively. "Nice."

"Thanks, Peter," Olivia smiled.

"No problem," Peter beamed.

Amanda had just grabbed two slices when her cell phone trilled. She put her plate on her desk, took a bite, and checked who was calling her. When she saw who it was, she choked on her pizza when she tried to swallow quickly. "Rollins?" Olivia asked in concern.

Amanda waved her off as she took a swig from her water bottle, then quickly answered her phone before it went to voicemail. "Rollins," she coughed weakly.

"Are you OK?" Sylvie immediately asked worriedly.

"Yeah," Amanda nodded, coughing into her arm, flushing under the concerned looks she was getting from Peter and her squad. "Just choked on lunch. I was surprised to see it was you."

"Oh, my God, I forgot the time difference," Sylvie groaned. "Wait a minute, it's near 2:00 there!"

"Yeah, and we haven't eaten yet," Amanda chuckled; seeming satisfied that she was OK, Olivia headed back to her office. Peter, however, sat on the edge of Sonny's desk, seeming curious about who she was talking to. "Squad life, you know?"

"Oh, I know," Sylvie assured her. "In Chicago, it's either a really slow day or you never eat until shift ends. I can't tell you how many times our rig has had to stop for takeout or donuts before the next call."

"Well, that can't be all bad," Amanda snorted. "I can't imagine every time food's cooked at a firehouse, it's five-star cuisine."

Sonny's head shot up when she mentioned that, and Peter's eyebrows raised in surprise. "We've got some pretty fair cooks at 51, though," Sylvie said. "But it's definitely not deep-dish Chicago pizza every time. Speaking of which, that's what I'm putting in my fridge right now."

"Yeah, you can probably get all the Chicago style you want before you go back to work," Amanda chuckled, leaning back in her chair and mouthing "Sylvie" to Peter and Sonny.

"One of the doctors at Chicago Med is on medical leave for a while because he's recovering from a pneumothorax, and he's the same doctor that checked me over after the factory fire, so we went restaurant touring today. For some reason, I thought it was a good idea to mention Sonny took me on a dessert tour, and Will decided it was a challenge he was willing to accept."

Amanda burst out laughing. "And how's the sugar high?"

"I'm really high on sugar right now," Sylvie admitted, making Amanda cackle. "Tell Sonny I blame him."

"Hey, Carisi?" Amanda spun in her chair to face her partner, grinning like a cat. "Sylvie blames you for the sugar high she's on right now."

"What did I do?" Sonny protested at once, making Peter snicker.

"You took her on a dessert tour of New York, and the doctor she was with turned it into a challenge. They did the same thing."

"Great," Sonny sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as Peter didn't bother hiding his laughter that time. "Yeah, sure, blame me."

"Carisi accepts his blame," Amanda informed Sylvie with a smile.

"He better."

"But I imagine you didn't call me to tell you about your deep-dish and dessert adventures," Amanda spun in her chair, twirling a lock of her hair around her finger.

"No, I didn't," Sylvie agreed. "You know I have a date/plus-one event tomorrow night."

"Yep."

"Based on the updates I've been getting from 51, it's going to be a really long night and morning tomorrow, so I may need someone else's opinion on an outfit for tomorrow instead of Emily and Stella."

"Absolutely," Amanda nodded immediately. "I don't know what looks best on you, but I'll do my best."

"That's all I need. Thank you so much, Amanda."

"No problem," Amanda waved it off, then realized Sylvie couldn't see her and dropped her hand. "Whether it's FaceTime or just sending me pictures, let me know."

"Copy that. And now that my sugar rush is dropping, I'm going to go sleep."

Amanda snickered. "Enjoy."

"I'm going to. Thanks again, Amanda."

"You're welcome." There was a click on the other end of the line, and Amanda hung up as well, turning and smirking at Sonny. "So does that mean it's also your fault she's dead on her feet?"

"Shut up," Sonny sighed.

Amanda just returned to her pizza while Peter laughed.

Kim Burgess

Kevin and Kim were exchanging theories about who killed Kelton when where was a sudden loud snort of amusement from Jay's desk. They swiveled in unison to look at him and found Jay putting his cell phone down, hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter. "What's the joke?" Kevin leaned forward with a grin.

"No joke," Jay shook his head, grinning as well. "Just my brother being an idiot while he's not able to be at work right now."

"What'd he do?" Kim asked as Hailey and Antonio returned, the two debating between themselves.

"He and Brett went on a dessert tour of Chicago since they're both on leave and they could keep each other occupied," Jay answered, snickering as he leaned back in his chair. "Will's now complaining about a sugar high."

Kevin barked in laughter. "You'd think a doctor would know better than to do that."

"Apparently Brett did it in New York and Will took it as a challenge," Jay shrugged, shaking his head as he turned back to the open file on his desk. "Honestly, that's definitely what Will would do."

"Brett's back?" Hailey asked in surprise.

"Yeah, she got back this morning," Jay nodded. "Will picked her up to make sure she was doing OK, then she dropped by 51 for a bit."

"Good to hear," Kim said in relief, Hank looking out of his office when he heard them chatting. "She got hurt pretty badly in the factory fire, right?"

"Broken arm," Jay nodded. "Will went into protective mother hen mode."

Antonio raised an eyebrow. "Did he?"

"Why?" Jay smirked. "Jealous?"

Antonio snorted and shook his head. "Sylvie is her own woman and if she wants to date someone else, she can go for it."

"What?" Jay balked, then shook his head. "No, no way. Brett and Will? Not happening."

"Why?" Hailey grinned as Kevin laughed.

"God, he's described her as the annoying little sister we never had," Jay made a face. "Thinking about dating her . . . " He exaggerated a shudder. "No, thank you. But I guess that means as the surrogate older brother, I get to give the shovel talk to whoever she ends up dating."

"Who'd be more terrifying, a detective or a doctor?" Kim wondered.

"When it's the Halsteads?" Hank snorted. "Either."

Jay grinned smugly. "You have no idea."

Amanda Rollins

"I don't give a damn what anyone says about you," Amanda declared when she walked into the break room late the next morning. "You're a godsend, Stone."

"If I'd known that would be your reaction to me bringing donuts, I'd have done this a long time ago," Peter smirked, tipping his coffee cup in her direction and taking a drink. "It's a slow day at the office since nothing's come up for you – "

"Don't jinx it," Amanda warned, plucking a donut from the box.

" – so I came bearing gifts," Peter gestured to the box.

"I smell sugar," Fin poked his head through the door.

"Stone is my new favorite ADA," Amanda pointed to the man.

Fin snorted, walking into the room to examine the sweet treats. "Whatever you say, Rollins."

Amanda rolled her eyes, fumbling for her phone when it started trilling a tune. She quickly swallowed her bite when she saw who it was, then answered the FaceTime call. "Hey, Sylvie!"

"Hey!" Sylvie waved. "I hope you don't mind me calling now. Joe's going to be here later in the day, and I wanted to get this figured out before he comes back."

Amanda raised an eyebrow. "Are you trying to hide this from your roommate?"

"Not really hide," Sylvie shook her head. "More like I don't want an earful about having this dinner right when I got back and not telling anyone about it. Besides, while Matt's best friend knows something's going on, we'd rather run this by our chief, too."

"Hmm," Amanda nodded, seeing Fin and Peter look at her curiously. "Probably a good idea. Got two who probably want to say hi," she added, flipping her phone around to show Sylvie.

"Hey, Brett," Fin nodded.

"Good to see you, Sylvie!" Peter added.

"Hi, guys!" Sylvie greeted them, and Amanda returned the camera to face her. "So, have you got a free moment or two?"

"Hopefully, I have more than two," Amanda nodded, dropping into a chair. "What am I helping with?"

"I just need a second opinion, really," Sylvie confessed. "I don't have that many outfits for a date like this, and add in . . . " She held up her broken arm.

"Aha," Amanda nodded. "All right, what have you got?"

"One moment." Sylvie put her phone down, and Amanda waited patiently for the other blonde to return. When she did, she had two dresses on hangers in her hand.

Without hesitation, Amanda made her first opinion known. "The red. No question."

"Really?" Sylvie looked up in surprise. "That was quick."

"You're bright and cheery and an optimist," Amanda listed. "Red is much better for you than black."

"Oh," Sylvie blinked, then beamed and put one hanger down. "Well, that should hopefully make this easy."

She held up the dress to the side, and Amanda whistled. "You so have to send me a picture of what you look like."

Sylvie ducked her head. "You're way too kind."

"Please," Amanda rolled her eyes. "I'm taking every chance I can get to be a good friend before I eventually screw something up."

"Hey," Sylvie glared sternly at her through the screen. "I will not have my new friend being harsh on herself when she has no reason to."

Amanda sighed dramatically, and Peter snickered into his coffee. "Welcome to being a friend of Sylvie 'Sunshine' Brett, Rollins."

"I am not called Sunshine," Sylvie scoffed.

Peter leaned behind Amanda so he was in the shot. "I'm calling you that."

"Maybe Sylvie 'Optimist' Brett is what we should go with," Fin spoke up.

"Oh, great, are all of you there?" Sylvie winced.

"I can get Liv and Carisi if you want?" Fin offered helpfully, making Amanda giggle.

Sylvie sighed. "Amanda, I'll send you a picture later."

"Thank you," she sang smugly, taking another bite of her donut.

"And seriously," Sylvie bit her lip. "Thank you. I wasn't sure which color to go with."

"Any time," Amanda nodded. "Go get your guy."

Sylvie smiled. "I will. Get your guys when you snatch a case."

"Thanks, Brett!" Fin called from the side.

Sylvie ended the call on her end, and Amanda stood back up. "Guess we should make it look like we're doing something."

Matt Casey

After one of the longest 24-hour shifts of his career (mostly because he was looking forward to that evening), Matt was relieved to run through the shower and crash before panic mode set in for the evening. He didn't know what he was so worried about, it was just him and Sylvie attending a dinner, albeit a really nice one, with their chief and his wife.

Oh, and they were now officially considering it a date. That might be why he was worried.

"Dude, you've got this," Kelly shook his head as he watched Matt fuss with his cufflinks for the umpteenth time before he left to pick Sylvie up. "It's you and Brett."

"That's exactly what I'm worried about," Matt gave him an evil look.

"And she might be worried about the exact same thing," Kelly pointed out. "Or she'll pick it up from you and get worried in return."

"Wow, you really know how to help me out," Matt shook his head.

"Matt," Kelly finally stepped in front of him. "Take a deep breath, OK? This is Sylvie, who has been an incredible friend to you this past year. The way I've seen you two interact, especially recently, is amazing. After what happened with Dawson, the two of you deserve this, so have an awesome night together. Got it?"

Matt took a deep breath and nodded. "Copy that." He smiled. "Thanks, Kelly."

"Any time, brother," Kelly smiled, giving him a hug. "Go get your girl."

Matt Casey

Matt pulled up to the building Sylvie and Cruz lived in, then texted her to let him know he was there. Sylvie sent a text back, telling him she would be right down and there wasn't a need to come up. Matt raised an eyebrow, but stood on the sidewalk and waited for a few minutes.

The door to the building opened, and Matt's eyes widened when Sylvie stepped out. "Sorry," she smiled sheepishly. "I had to tell Joe I wanted to talk to Chloe about something, then she distracted him so I could sneak out the door."

"You're gorgeous!" Matt breathed in awe.

Sylvie blushed red, which was not as red as the off-the-shoulder, velvet dress she wore. It was as red as garnet and fit her like a glove except for the draping neckline. A few of her curls framed her face, but the rest was pulled back into a coiled bun held in place by a chopstick with matching rhinestones. She smiled, looking Matt up and down. "So do you," she said.

Matt looked down, glad he had chosen the outfit he had. Most of his suits were varying shades of dark grey, but the black he had chosen matched well with the dark sheen of Sylvie's dress. "I guess that means we'll look good together," he offered his arm to her.

Sylvie giggled, putting her hand in the crook of his elbow and letting him lead her. "We better. Did Severide let you borrow his car?"

"He insisted, actually," Matt smirked, opening the passenger door for her. "This probably looks better pulling up to The Palm."

"We'll use your truck next time," Sylvie grinned.

Matt closed the door behind her, grinning smugly now. At least there would be a next time.

Wallace Boden

As Donna informed the hostess of their reservation, Boden watched the door for when Matt arrived. He had asked his captain if he had found someone to attend the dinner with, and all Matt had done was confirm he had. Not a word had been mentioned about who he was bringing. Boden had almost asked if it was Kelly, but he had heard after shift that the squad lieutenant was planning on being at Molly's late that night while Stella was on shift.

Another thought occurred to him, but Boden almost brushed it away. Almost, because right before he dismissed the idea, he noticed Kelly's car pull up to the valet parking with Matt in the driver's seat. He stepped out, looking striking in a black suit Boden rarely saw him wear, and spoke to the man at the stand, giving him the keys before walking over to the passenger's seat and opening it. Matt's silence on who he was bringing suddenly made sense as he held out his hand and helped Sylvie out of the car, the blonde paramedic dressed in red velvet and black knee-high boots. The two made a striking pair as Sylvie took Matt's offered arm and they walked into the restaurant. "Well, this is a surprise," Boden said with a smile as they approached.

"Hey, Chief," Sylvie smiled shyly. "Hopefully it's not a bad one."

"Absolutely not," Boden shook his head, giving her a careful hug. "After what I've seen from the two of you recently, it shouldn't be a surprise."

"Thanks, I think?" Matt chuckled, giving him a hug as well.

"Sylvie?" Donna walked up with a wide smile. "Look at you! You can make a cast look good while wearing a dress like that."

Sylvie blushed. "Thank you, Donna."

"And that necklace!" the woman's jaw dropped. "That is beautiful!"

"Thank you," Sylvie smiled, playing with the heart-shaped ruby with a black diamond halo resting against her skin. "It was a gift from my family before I came to Chicago."

"Well, our table's ready," Donna looked around. "Shall we?"

Matt Casey

Conversation at the table veered between relaxed and tensed at times. Matt knew exactly what Boden wanted to bring up, but Donna spoke excitedly with Sylvie about her upcoming teaching year, and Sylvie spoke more about her time as a paramedic in Fowlerton. Talk decreased significantly once their food had arrived, but Matt still caught Boden watching him and Sylvie.

Eventually, Donna excused herself to use the restroom before dessert arrived. When she had left, Boden fixed a look on both him and Sylvie. "I assume this is going to be more than just Sylvie being your plus-one, Matt?" he asked.

Matt and Sylvie exchanged looks, then nodded simultaneously. "We plan for it to be, Chief," Matt answered. "That's why you're the second to know, after Sev."

"Well, I appreciate being in the know," Boden told them. "Hell of a way to let me know, though."

"I can't be in the field for another month, at least, according to Will," Sylvie held up her injured arm. "So this was a good way to tell you."

"I appreciate it," Boden nodded. "But learning what you may have while you aren't in the field is going to be very different from what your relationship may be once you're back in the house."

"I know," Sylvie nodded.

"I definitely know," Matt snorted.

Boden nodded in satisfaction. "Then I will leave telling the rest of the house up to you. You are damn good at your jobs, and you are damn good at being professionals and, recently, not letting your personal lives interfere when you're on shift." He smiled. "And I am happy for both of you."

Sylvie sighed in relief, and Matt smiled widely. "Thank you, Chief," he said.

"You're welcome," Boden nodded. "You both deserve to be happy. If that happiness is with each other, then I have no problem with it . . . as long as it doesn't cause a problem in my house."

Sylvie laughed. "Copy that, Chief."

"Now," Boden leaned back, looking around for the waiter as Donna returned to her chair. "How about that dessert?"

Matt Casey

"That went so much better than I thought it would," Sylvie admitted as they walked down the waterfront that night.

"It really did," Matt nodded in agreement. "The Chief looks out for all of us, we're like family, but it's always worth hearing he approves of something."

Sylvie tilted her head. "Even when it's our private lives and not his?"

"Well, if it interferes with the house," Matt amended.

"That's true," Sylvie conceded. She licked her lips. "Speaking of the house . . . " Matt gave her his undivided attention, and she looked up at him. "How should we go about telling everyone about us?"

Matt smiled, liking how she said that: us. "Well, Boden was right," he said. "What happens between the two of us while you're injured could look very different from when you're back on duty."

"Yeah," Sylvie sighed and nodded. "Why couldn't it be easy?"

"If relationships were always meant to be easy, I think everyone would be in one," Matt said dryly, making her snort. "Here's what I suggest." Sylvie nodded, looking up at him. "I want to see how this goes between us, both while you're injured and when you get back on duty, before we tell the rest of the house. Obviously Sev and Boden know, and Stella probably will, too, but if something goes wrong and the rest of the house knows, it really could affect our jobs."

"I definitely wouldn't want that," Sylvie shook her head. "I agree." She smiled brightly. "Maybe we'll see how long it takes someone to figure us out?"

Matt snickered. "Chances are everyone will think we need to sort ourselves out and finally start dating."

"Their loss," Sylvie sang, leaning into him. "This'll be fun."

"Yes, it will," Matt nodded, slipping his arm around her waist. "Now you just need to get that arm healed up as quickly as you can."

"You can't rush perfection," Sylvie clicked her tongue.

Matt smiled down at her. "No, you can't."

Sylvie beamed at him, and he leaned down and kissed her. He felt her smile against his lips, then when he pulled back, she grinned widely up at him. "So, second date?" she asked hopefully.

Matt laughed, tugging her closer to him. "And you can pick what we do." Sylvie whooped, making him laugh harder as they walked down the waterfront towards Kelly's car.

The night couldn't have gone any better than he thought it could.

A/N: Could you tell by how I kind of rushed the events in this chapter that I really want to get to the current timeline?

I owe y'all another biography, and here you go: my favorite SVU detective/ADA (as of S21) and one of my favorite TV characters ever!

Dominick: Latin, "belonging to the Lord"

Choleric: strength, passion, productivity

The Warrior: loyal, protective, steadfast

Type 5, The Investigator: perceptive, innovative, secretive

ISFP: The Composer

Slytherin: ambition, cunning, resourceful

Taurus: the dominant, generous, romantic

Earth: hard-working, loyal, nurturing

The Upright Moon: illusion, intuition, complexity, secrets

Archetypes: Jack-of-All-Trades, Rules Lawyer, Devoted to You, Incest Subtext, The Cavalry, Calling Card, The Power of Acting

Lawful Good: The Crusader

Status: alive

Sonny's biography fits very well with Sylvie's: earth to water, moon to sun, and incest subtext refers to them (even though they're not really siblings, they're as good as). There's only one of the quartet I haven't published as a biography for, so if you would like Will's next, let me know! If not, who next?

Next chapter, time skip! We get into the 2019 seasons, and it's gonna be fun.