The girls from work had gone to Diana's to eat, have drinks, and hang out by the pool. It was a night they all needed, filled with laughs and just a good time. Everyone stayed for a few hours and by 11pm it was just Olivia, Diana, Yvonne and Michelle left.

"What's going on with the house?" Diana asked.

"Nothing, Jay doesn't think I should sell it."

"Your house, your choice."

"It's our house, I just have to remember that."

When she got home, Jay was already asleep. She decided to go through the pictures on the old phone. She really should wait to do it with Jay, mostly because he explained them all to her. She clicked on an album from Adam's surprise party. She looked so happy. One picture of her and Jay with Adam and Hailey, from when Jay and her had just beaten Adam and Hailey in a very intense game of beer pong. Jay had picked Olivia up and was spinning her in circles.

Another was a picture someone had taken of them. They were standing at the bar, holding up shot glasses and looking at each other. Another picture was Jay sitting on a bar stool with Olivia standing next to him. He had his arm around her waist and her head was leaning on his shoulder. He had his head turned and was kissing the top of her head.

Had they really been that oblivious to one another? She was always thought Jay was extremely gorgeous, but then again so did every other woman in Chicago, and they always made it known. And yet, he always turned then down. She never understood why either. He always laughed it off whenever she brought it up.

"She was cute! You should've hung out with her!"

Jay smirked and shook his head.

"I'm serious Jay! You should go back over there."

"I'm here with you."

She rolled her eyes.

"And we're here with all our friends. I'm pretty sure I'll be fine."

"I'd rather be over here."

Olivia smiled at that memory. Jay really was something else. He always put her first, always worried about her, cared about her. The next picture she clicked one, the first time he brought her up to the cabin. It was their first trip alone. And for some reason, the had been so extremely nervous to be alone together there.

"You weren't kidding when you said this place was deep into the woods on the lake."

"Did you think I was lying?"

"I don't know what I was expecting. It's so quiet up here."

"That's why I like it."

Jay had cooked dinner and refused to let Olivia help. he made her sit on the couch, so she sat and watched and laughed as he cooked like he was on one of those cooking shows on TV. After dinner they sat by the fire watching the snow fall outside the window.

"Can I ask you something?" She asked.

"Sure."

"Have you ever brought any other girl up here?"

"Nope, you're the first."

"Not ever Erin?"

Jay adjusted the blankets around them.

"No, she knew about the cabin, but never came here."

"Why?"

"Because I never asked her to.

"Why not?"

"She wasn't you."

Olivia turned to him.

"What's the real reason?"

"It's true. You're special to me Livi, more than I ever imagined someone could be. You made me feel whole again."

Olivia put down the phone and went into the bedroom. She got onto the bed and curled up at his side.

"Hey," He said, waking up, "You okay?"

"You make me feel whole again."

Jay looked at her.

"You said that to me, the first time I ever went to the cabin."

"I did," He confirmed, "And I still feel that way."

"You do?"

"Of course I do."

There was a pause.

"I'm selling the house."

"Livi-"

"I'm selling the house because I want to build a home and a life with you. We can still keep the apartment if you want, but I can't live in that house anymore."

Jay was quiet for a bit.

"When do you wanna start looking?"

"I can call the realtor in the morning. We'll have to make a list of what we want and what we like, what we don't like. There's so much to go over. What area we want to live in. Stuff like that."

"I want whatever you want." Jay said.

"Our house should have things we both like."

"And it will be, I like the same things you do."

"What if you want space for a mancave and I don't want you to have one?"

"Then I won't have one."

"What if I want to have a full salon in the basement so I can do side work at home." She tried again.

"That's cool with me."

Olivia rolled her eyes and sighed dramatically.

"Jay, does anything ever bother you."

"Yes, actually."

She perked up with interest.

"Do tell."

"Nope, it's late, go to sleep."

"Oh come onnnnnnnn, please?" She pouted.

"Goodnight Olivia."

"Oh, hit me with 'Olivia', I must be striking a nerve."

He fake glared at her.

"Fine, one thing that bothers me is that I know how worried you are when I walk out the door for work in the morning."

"Oh, um, I'm sorry."

"It bothers me because I know I can never make that worry go away."

"It's part of the job."

"Yeah, the job."

Olivia looked at him.

"Don't you dare even think about what I think you're thinking about."

"I could get a normal job."

"No way, not allowed."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Jay, you are damn good at your job. And you love what you do, shit, I love that you love what you do. Besides, being a detective is hot as fuck."

"It's stress you don't need."

"If I couldn't handle it, I wouldn't be doing it."

She laid her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. It didn't matter where they lived, or what job he had, Jay would always be home.