Chapter 4

Just wanted to thank the people who have held on for this story. I realized that the updates have been slow; I warned you they would be, but thanks for staying with me. The reason the updates are so slow is my memory has been affected by the stroke, so I have to go back and re-read the first Over Her Head every time before I publish a new chapter and make sure that it's right, and sometimes I can't do it as fast as I would like, so please understand, and don't ask me about updates.

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In Olivia's office...

"God, I wish we could've-"

"Made love? I know baby." Nick said as he caressed her lips. "We haven't exactly had time since last weekend."

"You don't know what a struggle it is, lying next to David every night and wishing it was you; it's torture! Luckily you're only gone till Monday." She said and kissed him. "And luckily I already took the day off…"

"...and I can't wait! I'll call you when I land. I love you, and I love you too." He said to the baby, as he had his hands on her belly.

"We love you; especially me! Give Zara a big kiss for me?"

"I will." He said and he gave her a long look before he leaned in and kissed her on the lips, only breaking apart when air became necessary. "I'm gonna make you so happy!"

"I already am!" She said and kissed him again. Call me."

"I will." And he walked out of her office and shut the door.

She smiled before she made her way around the desk to sit in her chair, placing her hands on top of her belly and began to rub it softly when the baby began moving, while she thought about NIck. God, she felt like a teenager with their first love! That's how he made her feel. And while she knew that this wouldn't be easy telling David that she was leaving; she couldn't wait until she and Nick were free to be together, out and in the open.

So far, only Elliot knew that they were back on, and she suspected Fin did too since he and Nick were so close. And even though Fin was her friend, she didn't dare ask him.

"Whoa, little guy!" She said to the baby. It felt like he was doing gymnastics inside her with his kicking and movement. "You've gotta calm down in there, little man" She soothingly ran her hands across her belly, hoping to get him in a more tranquil mood when her cell phone rang and she saw that it was David

She debated in her her head for a moment whether she should pick it up, but quickly did away with that thought. You're being silly! She said to herself. He could be calling about the girls. She thought asshe sat up in her chair and answered the phone. "David, hey."

"Hey yourself." He chirped sounding upbeat. "So, you ready?"

Ready? "For what? Damn this pregnancy brain! She thought, trying to remember just what exactly she was supposed to be ready for.

"Baby, you have a doctor's appointment in an hour. Remember?"

"Right. I'm sorry, David. I don't know where my mind is half the time."

"Well, that's why you have me." He smiled as he turned a corner in his car. "How's my boy doing?"

"He's pulverizing my insides!" She laughed.

"Well, five more weeks till he's out. It'll fly by."

"So says you." She said as he grinned.

"I'll be there in five, see you in a few."

She quickly hung up and reached for the picture of David and the girls that was sitting on her desk, and sighed as she looked at it. Living this lie was draining her! But still, she knew that once everything was settled and in place, everyone would understand; hopefully.

Then she thought about Nick, and about his kiss and his touch. But most of all, she thought about how much he loved her; as much as she loved him, and she smiled as she rubbed her belly to calm the baby.

"This is gonna work out." She said as she sniffed the collar of her shirt. Damn! It definitely smelled like Nick's cologne, and she silently thanked God that she kept extra clothes in her locker. She smiled again, thinking of him before she got up from her chair slowly and made her way out of the office. "Hey Fin, David's on his way up. Would you put him in my office when he gets here?"

"Sure thing." He said, and she headed down the hall and up to the locker room.

Paris…

"I'll still need to overlook those contacts before they go out." Julia said to the phone screen that broadcast to the board that was gathered in New York. She had Chloe tucked in her arm, breastfeeding her while she covered her with a receiving blanket and conducted the meeting. "I'll look at them tonight and send them to the lawyers first thing tomorrow. Is there anything else we need to cover?"

"Nothing. We'll wait for those contracts." Melissa Harrington, the CFO on the board, said.

"Okay. Well, if there's nothing else, have a good day ladies and gentlemen." Julia said before disconnecting the call, then turning her attention immediately to her daughter as she uncovered her. "I know baby, boring huh?" She said and laughed. "But you don't care, do you? Nope. I love you so much, baby girl, yes I do. And all of this will be yours someday, if you want it. Though I don't ever want you to feel pressured; you can be anything you dream of! Anything at all. I want you always to follow your heart." Just then, her cellphone rang and when she picked it up, she saw that it was Nick and completely froze. She looked down at Chloe, who was still feeding and then back at the phone before she figured she should pick it up. while praying that Chloe wouldn't make a sound. "Hello?" She said, nervously into the phone.

"Julia, hey. It's Nick Amaro. How've you been?"

Her heart leapt the minute he spoke. She hadn't realized that she missed him this much, and for a brief moment, she thought herself silly. Once again reminding herself that it was only twice.

"Nick…" Oh god! Say something, Julia! "I'm doing good actually. How are you?" She said with tears in her eyes as she looked down at Chloe. Not now Julia, please not now!

"I'm well. Uh, the reason I'm calling is, actually, I meant to call yesterday but time got away from me."

Julia swatted at the tears that were filling her eyes. "Oh?"

"I apologize, but I thought you'd wanna know. We haven't found anything, in spite our efforts in Thomas' murder case. It's been over six months; no suspects have come to light and we don't have any leads. So for now, we're uh, we're leaving the case open, but the investigation is suspended for the time being. I thought that as his next of kin, you'd wanna-"

"I guess someone had to receive the news. Thank you for calling."

"It's nothing"

As she sat, staring at Chloe, she couldn't help the tears that once again came to her eyes. She couldn't stop them. You're holding his child; his little girl. She's two weeks old and he doesn't know about her, Julia!

"Nick, I wanted to tell you…"

"Tell me what?

She looked at her daughter and she couldn't do it. What if he didn't care? She knew that he was a good guy, but good guys don't all make good dads and they don't always make good decisions. She was holding his daughter in her arms; their daughter; her daughter. Her miracle. And if he just balked at her revelation, just walked away… No. She wouldn't subject her daughter to that heartbreak if she could avoid it.

"I- haven't spoken to you in so long, I just… How are things?"

"Things are good, I can't complain." He said, thinking of Olivia.

"That's good. I read about you making Sergeant a few months back. Congratulations."

"Thank you. I actually have a flight to catch, but um, you take care." He said.

"I will. Goodbye Nick." She said tearfully, then hung up. She stared at her phone for a moment, before she tossed it onto the table phone as Chloe stopped suckling and let her mouth go lax. Julia lifted her upright to her chest, rubbing her back and patting it gently, the baby, now falling asleep as Julia kissed her head and snuggled against it, inhaling her sweet scent. She seemed so big when she was born, Julia guessed because she had to push her out, but she was so tiny here in Julia's arms.

Chloe let out a small burp and settled against her mother's chest, sleeping peacefully as Julia watched her in absolutely awe! She and Nick had made this child; made her from the top of her beautiful head that was laden with the most gorgeous black hair, down to her perfect little feet that had the sweetest little toes. They had made her. And she was perfect.

"Maybe we're fine with just the two of us." She whispered against Chloe's head and hoped, for her daughter's sake that she wasn't making a huge mistake.

Amanda

The master has me getting ready for something. I don't know what, but I'm guessing that it's a private performance in his chambers. He's forgiven me. I know he has. He's missed me and wants me tonight.

I sat earlier in a bath of milk and honey and then had my hair and nails done and afterwards, was massaged with oils. I had the barbells in my nipples changed to small rings that were now connected with a gold chain that was clipped on, and a pair of… I don't know if they would necessarily qualify as panties, since they were nothing more than gold chains that hung around my hips. I guess you could call it a belt. The jewel that was in my navel piercing wasn't changed, but I was also adorned with ankle bracelets, beautiful cuff bracelets on my wrists and a collar necklace. I didn't know what Master had in store for me, but I'd never been dressed like this before. Not since Thomas- I wondered about him. If he had found another young, stupid girl like me. I don't see how I could've fallen so hard for a man, that I couldn't see what he was was doing to me until it was too late; Till I ended up here with no way out. I was a respected police officer once, and now, I'm nothing more than a sex slave.

"Seraphine, Master will see you now." Amina said as she entered, as always done up in her henna tattoos, and adorned in more extravagant jewels than I. I was so glad that finally I would see him as my breasts were now heavy and needed to be emptied.

I walked behind Amina until we came to Masters rooms, and the two men outside opened the doors to receive me. I was led inside while Amina returned to whatever it is that she did all day.

I entered into the first room and I don't know why, but I was startled when I heard the doors shut and lock behind me. It suddenly felt cold in the room and the tiny hairs on the back of my neck stood up. Something was wrong and I knew it. But what could I do?

I stood in place in the center of the large marble floor that was marked by a circle. That's the way we were trained and I didn't dare break my training. I had learned, finally what that did, and I didn't want to incur the Master's anger, so there I stood. Alone in that big circle, goosebumps appearing on my arms, and my bare nipples getting hard from the cold that was only in my mind. Something was very wrong!

When one of the doors to his bedchamber (he has me sounding medieval, I know) opened and one of his house boys, Anton appeared, he didn't say a word to me. He simply looked me up and down, admiring my hair and jewelry, turned up his nose and took the chain that hung from my nipples. The sudden pull gave me a rush as I walked with my head down through the doors to Master.

I arrived to see Master standing by the window, talking to another man. He was taller than Master's frame of 6'2; maybe 6'5 and got he was big, with muscles bulging everywhere! He was also younger, if I had to guess, I'd say maybe around 30, with dark hair like Master. Immediately, they turned around and Master dismissed Anton, who turned from the room and left without a word.

I stood in the bedroom, afraid to move from that one spot where I had been parked. Now I knew something was up and it had me nervous.

"Seraphine, you can look up." Master said as he came towards me. I slowly raised my head as Master removed my arms from beneath my breasts where they were folded and I swallowed hard. "Say hello to our friend. This is Mister-"

"Call me Damian." The stranger said as he walked over to me and looked me up and down, scrutinizing every inch of me with his eyes.

His very large hand came out in front of him, and landed softly on my face. It stayed there a moment, feeling about and from there, it traveled to my neck and shoulder where his other hand soon joined as he went behind me and began to massage me there.

"She's indeed lovely, just as you said." Damian said to Master, as Master just stood off to the side, smiling. When Damian's hands went from my shoulders, directly to my breasts, and he squeezed them hard, making my milk begin to spray. He came around to taste it, unhooking the chain, then sucking and biting so hard that it felt as if he were trying to take my breast off.

He fed for what seemed like forever, switching between breasts but was only actually a minute. A minute of pain and one where once he was done, if my nipples and breasts could have, they would have cried.

"Seraphine. Damian here is thinking of purchasing you."

There it was. The reason for the goosebumps and the hairs standing up on the back of my neck. He was selling me.

"But first, he wants to sample the goods." He said as Damian's hands were now between my legs. "You don't mind, do you?"

What could I say? Yes, I do mind? I was a prisoner here. I no longer had any rights to dissent anything. My body belonged to Master, and what he chose to do with it was his decision and his alone. Plain and simple: I had no rights. And so I said the only thing that was expected of me, the only thing I could say, and I said it with a smile.

"No Master."

"Good." Damian grunted as he stood up to his full height in behind me and brought his mouth near my ear. "Because tonight, I'm going to fuck the living shit out of you to make sure that you can take me!" He then licked my ear, and dropped his kimono.

Dear god, don't let that be his penis pressing against my ass! I prayed. But my prayer was in vain I saw as he turned me around to face him and pushed me to my knees as he told Master to leave us. It was the biggest cock I'd ever seen and it wasn't even erect yet.

"Get it nice and hard baby. And don't spare the spit."

"Looks like a big baby." Dr. Harman said as she moved the wand from the sonogram machine over Olivia's belly.

"It's not gestational Diabetes?" Olivia asked as David prepared to speak but was quickly shut down by the doctor.

"No. All your screens have come back clean for that. I'm just worried because you still have five weeks to go, and we're already looking at an eight pounder; give or take. I know you're dead-set on a natural birth; I'm just worried that it may be difficult if the baby gets too big before his birthday." She continued as Olivia put her hand to her stomach, and Dr. Harman turned off the machine. "For now, we'll just keep an eye on him." She said, just as her pager went off. "I'm sorry, I've gotta take this. Olivia, I'll see you in a week unless there are any problems, or labor."

"Thanks, Dr. Harman." She said while David wiped her stomach clear of the gel.

"So, a big one, huh?"

"As if I need to be more nervous about the birth."

"Don't worry baby" He said as he palmed her naked belly and kissed her temple while he took her hand and helped her to sit up. "You'll both do fine!"

"Hopefully, he comes out sooner as opposed to later." She said while adjusting the sheet around her waist. "Can we stop for food before we go back to the precinct? I'm hungry."

"Sure." and he kissed her again, this time, quick on the lips. "Looks like you're not the only one." He laughed as he watched the baby moving around from within. "I'll bring the car around. You'll be okay?"

"I'll be fine." She said with a genuine smile. He had left, with her watching until the door closed, and she put her arm across her belly.

"I know… He doesn't deserve this." She said to herself, with tears in her eyes. "...and I don't know how to tell him!"

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Out in the hall, David was about to board the elevator when his phone rang.

"Haden?"

"Mr. Haden. I know that you said I shouldn't call you…

"And I meant it!" David said, fighting himself not to shout as he looked around for the staircase and quickly headed for it. "Just who the hell do you think you are? You call me when I'm with my fiancée? You call me at all?"

"Sir, if you'll just listen to me-"

"No, you listen to me! I will not give you another dime! Do you hear me? Not one. Thin. Dime! You asked for what you got-"

"Look, I'm in a bad way. If you could just-"

"If you call me again, I promise you, you'll regret it!" He said before he hung up and nonchalantly continued down the staircase.

Meanwhile, in his tiny office, Stanley sat there panicking. He had to get this money. He was was in deep again with his bookie, and he had maxed all of his credit cards. If he couldn't get David to come through for him…

"He will. You just have to approach it differently. That's all!" Is what he told himself, but the reality was, he knew that David had used him, paid him off and now he was done with him. "I should've asked for more! I should've- Fucking motherfucker!" He swore to himself, under his breath. "You owe me! I put my job on the line, and you owe me, motherfucker!" But what could he do? David was right. He paid him the hundred thousand they'd agreed on. But Stanley felt this was unfair. After all, most of that hundred grand went straight to paying his bookie, and the rest; well, David wasn't the only one who liked expensive clothing; only, David could easily afford it. Not so with Stanley. Sure, he had it. But with his hefty gambling habit, he was barely staying afloat.

"I'm gonna get what's mine!" He swore. "And if I don't, well I'm sure a certain someone would love to know about what you've done, Mr. Haden!"

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