Kim had doubts, a lot of doubts and she was nervous.

The impending birth wasn't quite as nerve wracking as the baby shower. Adam, Kevin and Trudy had insisted on throwing her a baby shower and it was being planned with military precision, with a side of total chaos.

Trudy had the precision and Adam and Kevin bought the chaos.

It had started with the cake and gone steadily downhill from there. They had decided to make it themselves or at least Adam had snatched it and decided, which was utter madness. Having gone to order one from the local bakery and had been astonished by the price, it was ridiculous to pay that much for a bit of cake and some icing but that as Trudy reminded them, it was for Burgess and the Bean.

Then the argument started about the gender. Kim still hadn't found out, much to Adam's chagrin, he ribbed her about it constantly. He was impatient, he wanted to know but unlike Blair's sister who had tried to get the sonographer to tell her on the sly, even calling the clinic to ask for better scans when she was told the ones she had were inconclusive he had accepted that they were in for a surprise on the day. Kim had been furious when she found out what Ginny had done and had called her to blast her. He was proud of her that day, it was a real Momma Bear moment.

Kevin's mother had some old wives tales about how to tell and Kev was constantly doing all sorts of weird shit to pinpoint if it was a boy or a girl. The 'tests' showed something different every day, people put their hands on her stomach to try and 'get a vibe' and then there were the constant discussions on whether she was carrying high or low, in the back or at the front. What amused Kim the most was they had no idea what they were talking about but boy did they talk about it. She'd spent a whole dinner with both of them arguing over whether it was a boy or girl, they decided it was like a court case, each mounted their own case for what it should be. It was hilarious.

They were both opposite. Kevin was all boy and Adam was on the girl train. Kim did suspect that it was deliberate. If they were both the same what the hell would they argue about incessantly and annoy the crap out of her. They were funny, they made her laugh constantly with their crazy antics and conversations.

Adam was annoyed with the girl at the bakery who was surprised that they didn't know what the baby was because 'everyone did these days. It's almost old fashioned not to know' and then asked if they wanted 'two Dads on top with a baby'. "What?" Adam spluttered.

"Now, now Adsy. I'm sure she's seen it all before." Kevin draped his arm around his shoulder and Adam couldn't have moved any quicker if he had tried when Atwater tried to plant a kiss on his cheek. He was now annoyed with Kevin as well as the girl behind the counter.

"Get the fuck off me." He growled under his breath. "It's not our baby." He reliably informed the sales assistant. "My girlfriend is having a baby."

"Girlfriend?" Atwater whistled. "Since when."

"Forget it." Adam shoved his hands in his pockets, a sure sign he was pissed off, it was one of his tells. "We'll make our own cake." He stormed out of the store and left Kevin to trail behind looking more confused than ever. He gave the sales assistant an apologetic smile as they left.

He said nothing until they got into the car. "Ahh, Ruze….girlfriend?" Atwater lifted one eyebrow. "Something you haven't told me. You told me I'd be the first to know."

"Drop it Kev, it was just to get that bird off my back. The thought of two Dads creeped me out."

"You really need to loosen up. It's a beautiful thing."

Adam just mumbled something unintelligible and Kev knew better to push it. "And soooo what's this about making a cake ourselves."

"How hard can it be?"

"Dude, you can't cook."

"I've learnt a lot lately." Adam pulled out into traffic. "Anyway I am not paying 90 bucks for a cake that nobody will eat because you know, it's got sugar in it." Half the squad seemed to be on a health kick at the moment. It was like a morgue in there at meal times. Halstead had been an unwilling partner; Rojas had been bringing him green juices every morning and they had sourced sugar free cookies for the breakroom. He swore both Voight and Halstead were raiding the stash of gummy bears he had in his desk, every time he went to grab some the packet was half empty.

"We could make it sugar free,"

"Fuck no. Burgess and the Bean need sugar; she'd rip my fucking….." he paused briefly catching himself before he slipped up. "….head off. Those two need sugar to survive, I need them to have sugar so I'll survive." This was about Kim; he wasn't catering for other people's fads.

"You make it sound rough?" Atwater drummed his fingers on the edge of the door. "And very domestic."

Ruzek declined to answer, he asked instead what the address was of the next place they were tracking down. Trudy had sent them on a cross town journey to pick up the invites that she had 'spent hours' putting together and while they were out apparently there was a very cute shop that had very expensive bamboo sheets for the baby's crib that she had decided that Intelligence were buying for 'the Bean'. Her last words to them was "I do not want to hear you couldn't find them. If I do I can tell you what people won't be able to find and that is your bodies."

"Platt is taking this to the next level isn't she?" Atwater grumbled.

"There is no level, we are in unchartered waters my friend." The group chat which consisted of Platt and them had been going strong and 99% of the messages were from her. All they got to do was say 'yes'…no was not an option. They were both amused that Platt had labelled the group 'The Awesome Aunt & the Average Uncles.'

Burgess had begged Adam to tell him what she had planned for the Baby shower, claiming she didn't like surprises, which he pointed out was a lie because she was keeping the gender a surprise. That went down well but at the end of it all the level of fear for his own life from Platt's threats far outweighed anything that Burgess bought to bear.

The news that the boys were going to make the cake was not well received….at all. Words came out of her mouth that even made Adam and Kevin blush and the few random patrol officers within earshot scuttle away like rats from a sinking ship and with tails between their legs Adam and Kev hightailed it upstairs while she angrily punched in the numbers of local bakeries to order a cake. Even when they left that night the daggers she threw as they departed the building were astonishing and the barrage of messages on their group chat was relentless. By the next day she was over it, but it had been a rough few hours.

Kim had loved every minute of it. Platt had told them it was a high tea and that they needed to wear suits and seeing her boys dressed in suits was hysterical particularly because Platt had told everyone else that it was a rock 'n' roll theme. It had to be 'Burgess and the Bean' just sounded like a rock 'n' roll band and even though Kevin had suggested it he was instantly shot down and then she preceded to organise it without their knowledge. The looks on their faces when they arrived was priceless. They looked so good and Adam especially. He wore his blue suit, one of her favourite but she only had a few moments to talk to him alone. "You look good."

"I'm going to kill Platt later."

"When I saw you walk in I knew this was all her. I like it though."

"Yeah?"

"Just don't get it dirty."

"What if I drop donut crumbs on it."

"Well that's okay." She smiled and rested one hand on her now protruding belly, there wasn't a lot of room left. "Bean is kicking up a storm today."

"Good Girl."

"Or boy?"

"She told me when I was talking to her the other night while you were asleep." He laughed and rested his hand where she told him and felt the sharp kick. "See, she agrees."

"You are an idiot."

"And very loveable." His smirk was maddening. They hadn't uttered those words but they danced around them and close to the edge several times. They said everything but those three words and sometimes words didn't matter, actions did. There was a lot of love in every moment they spent together. They just avoided the hard conversation, it had to happen but when it happened was yet to be determined and they liked what they had going on so why rock the boat?

It was a unique situation, one they never imagined either of them would be in but here they were and they had to figure out how it was going to work. One fact would never change, Kim was having a baby that wasn't Adam's and that was a big thing for him to deal with. How it looked going forward was a little uncertain still so they took things one day at a time.

Platt had also organised a onesie decorating station, a 'guess how many pacifiers in the jar' game, pin the diaper on the baby blindfold game, pinata's and there was of course the obligatory 'pick the time, date, sex, & weight' of the baby pool. The pass the parcel was hilarious with each layer containing a suggested name….which it took them three rounds to figure out they were all Trudy.

Adam and Kevin packed up all her gifts and hauled them home. Her small apartment was overflowing. "I mean this thing is tiny and it's got more shit than you have." Kevin muttered, bringing up the third lot of gifts from his car. It was true, Adam lived sparsely.

Kev had commented a few times at Adam's things being left around Kim's apartment, it was just the odd thing, a jacket, a pair of shoes, a t-shirt and Kim was often wearing one of his hoodies claiming hers didn't fit her as well as Adam's did and she couldn't afford to buy a whole new wardrobe for a couple of months of use. They both just smiled and he knew that they had something going on but if they weren't ready to tell him then he had to be content that they were at least happy. That's all he wanted for them, happiness, together of course but he needed them happy. If they could get themselves together there was hope for him.

"It's insane isn't it. And the amount of research that goes into every purchase is crazy."

Kim had spent several days going back and forth on the crib. She'd emailed people, read on line reviews, reached out to mother's groups online for advice, hauled him around to half a dozen shops and then shot down every one of his suggestions. In the end he figured out that if he really hated something to say he liked it because Kim would scoff and tell him he had no idea and no taste.

He did snort when she told the cashier, when she finally decided on the right crib which cost twice as much as his bed had, that she wasn't going to pay for assembly because Adam, Kev and Jay were quite capable. "Uhhhh, have you met us? This is way out of our skill set."

It had been an entertaining afternoon for her and as soon as Platt got wind of the plan she was over, bottle of wine in front of her and provided running commentary on the ineptness on display. "Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you. Keystone Cops."

It wasn't just the crib; it was a chest of drawers and change table as well and it took them six hours. At the four hour mark the bourbon shots came out and it was a steady decline which at the end had Kim angrily declaring that she was not letting her child sleep in the slightly wonky crib.

Adam demanded money from Jay and Kevin to pay for a professional to come in and fix their disastrous attempts at furniture building. Reluctantly they handed it over the cash and he organised someone to come in while Kim was away for the weekend. She was slowly re-building her relationship with her sister and Nicole had invited her to stay for the weekend. Adam could see how happy that made her and while she was away a far more talented man came in and rebuilt the furniture.

Crisis averted and Kim was delighted and had learnt her lesson. Adam, Kevin and Jay were not to be trusted with flat pack furniture but she was seriously concerned about whether she could trust them with her baby either.

"I've learned my lesson." She hooked her arms around his neck and cuddled him from behind as they looked at the completed crib.

"What's that?" He grabbed her hands and rubbed them lightly. He'd missed her this weekend but was glad she seemed to have a nice time and she had come home with some baby things that Nicole had given her, including a few things that she had kept from when she had Zoe.

"You can't build things for shit." Adam scoffed, it was not new, he'd told her this. "And you are really, really sweet."

"Like a donut?" Kim tried to pull her arms away but Adam had a tight hold on them. "You really feel like a Donut don't you?"

"No."

"No? Come on. We need to get used to it being in here. Consider it training."

"Oh, you are such a…."

"Donut lover…I love Donuts." Almost, he almost said it.