A/N:

Hello so... I remake this ch yeah.

[chapter status: remake 11.1.20]

Terry came in and sat down on his desk, "Thanks for helping me watch the kids later." He told Jake.

"Whoa!" Amy exclaimed. "Your letting Jake watch your kids?"

"I hate kids." Rosa bluntly stated, while she crossed her arms. "I wish they'd all drown in a bathtub."

"Well," Jake put his hands down on his pant while he sat up. "I think kids are great. I'm great with kids." Terry gave him a weak smile.

"Later on my wife and I are going on parents meeting and it's only parents allowed and I would ask my babysitter but she is out. So, the only other option is Jake besides he's the godfather." Terry explain, Jake nodded and smiled at Amy.

"Seems like a very bad idea." Amy interjected judging him very strongly.

"For who the kids or Jake?" Gina asked, Boyle thought about it.

"My babies are very obedient." Terry told them, while is face wavered a little.

His kids were running the houses screaming everywhere. The whole room was a mess with baby toys scattered all over the room. Terry tried to catch them but it wasn't working.

"I mean how hard could it be?" Jake asked Amy gave him the, really? Face.

Jake stared in shock for the past 10 minutes as Terry's kids ran around the house screaming and throwing things everywhere. After Terry and his wife left they started the chaos Jake had no idea on how to stop them.

The next morning, Jake strolled into the precinct, late per usual. Last night seemed like a blur to him, did he pass out? He remembered Amy staying over for a while, and Terry's kids running all over his apartment but he couldn't really remember why she was there, and how long she stayed for. He had woken up alone in his bed, wearing the clothes that he had had on the day before, and a note on his bedside table from Amy that read:

Hey,

There's coffee in the kitchen

see you at work later.

Amy

"Um, Amy? Can I talk to you for a second?" Said Jake, suddenly losing every ounce of his usual confidence.

"Yeah, sure." replied Amy. They walked towards the evidence locker and, once inside it, Jake shut the door behind them.

"So.. What exactly happened last night?" He asked her he hoped that he didn't do anythings really stupid like kiss her.

Amy smirked, "Well..." She didn't even know where to start.

The next few days flew past Amy, she had been hard at work, and before she even knew it, it was Friday.

"Amy. The rest of us are headed to the bar for drinks. You coming?" Said Rosa, as she walked past Amy's desk in her killer heeled boots.

"No thanks," replied Amy, declining the invitation, "I'm just gonna head straight home."

"Ahh lame!" Jake called out, Amy rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, Amy just come!" Rosa said.

Amy bit her lip, Should she go? Lately her feelings were all weird she didn't know what was wrong. Every time Jake walk passed her or was in the room she would know and have butterflies in her stomach. She was doing her best to keep herself busy by working on many tasks and it was helping a bit...

"Oh, Sophia is coming too I hope you don't mind." Jake finished.

Well... That was that.

"Yeah, no... I have lots of stuff to do tonight." Amy told them back.

They were all at the bar when Jake saw his girlfriend Sophia. She smiled the moment her eyes met Jake's.

"Hey Sophia!" Jake called her over.

"Hey Jake!" Sophia giggle as she gave him a kiss.

Rosa walked by and pretended to throw up, making Jake roll his eyes.

"So, I heard you wanted to talk?"

She took a deep breath how was she going to do this without breaking Jakes's heart? She didn't want too. No. But she had to. She was getting worse and worser cases to work with and she knew why, it was because she was dating a cop. As much as she loved Jake she knew it couldn't last. She wanted let him know before they fell in harder. As much as it broke her heart she couldn't stand the position she was in. Cops and lawyers didn't get along after all. Jake put away bad guys and she has to prove they aren't guilty. Perhaps she is guilty now. She took a deep breath and looked straight at his eyes.

"Ok Jake, I don't know how to do this without choking up, so... I'm just going to say it." Jake frowned, "Were breaking up."