A/N: Thanks to everyone who's reviewed, followed, and/or favorited this story so far! So happy you're all enjoying it. Without further ado, here's chapter 4.
Amanda snuggled into Fin's hug as Ryder slept on her shoulder.
"You hangin' in there Amanda?" he asked.
She nodded. "Yeah, I'm okay. Takes more than being a comforting force after a nightmare to rattle me. "
"I figured that. Do you want to bring her downstairs so we can sit in front of the fire?
Amanda smiled. "Sure, I'd like that," she agreed, rising as slowly as she could so as not to wake Ryder
She brought her down and sat in front of the roaring fire Fin had built. He sat beside her and put his arms around them both.
"Thanks, Fin," Amanda said, "for taking such good care of us,"
"That's what I do, Rollins," he said, hoping to make her giggle, and she did.
She liked the way he still called her Rollins sometimes. It reminded her of who she used to be and of who she was becoming. "You know," she said softly," I like these quiet, easy moments with us."
"Me, too, he agreed, "and now we have Ryder, so it's even better."
"Yeah," she confirmed, kissing him. "Fin, what if..." Her voice grew soft, and she blinked the tears back.
"What if what?"
"What if we never find her folks?"
"Then we will help her with it."
"She's already lost so much," she whispered.
I know."
"I just don't want her to be hurt again,"
"And we will do our best so she's not, I promise."
"How?"
"I don't know, but we will,"
Ryder stirred, a faint cry of, "No!"escaping her lips.
"Shh," Amanda soothed, "it's okay. We're here." She rubbed her back, and she immediately calmed.
That night ended with Fin, Amanda, and Ryder sleeping on the couch after Fin put the fire out.
The next morning, Ryder shook Amanda, saying, "Manda, wake up time. I'm hungry."
Amanda chuckled, stretching "Okay. What will it be?"
"Pancakes, please," she answered in a whisper so she didn't wake Fin.
Amanda gently untangled from him and walked to the kitchen, Ryder on her heels.
"Can I crack the eggs, Manda?
"Sure, do you know how?"
"Yeah, but could you help me? I don't wanna do it wrong."
"Sure. Ready? One, two, three." She helped her crack them. "Good job honey."
She smiled. "Thanks." Her baby doll, one she'd named Jill, was watching from a chair. "Jill's hungry, too." She giggled.
"Well, we'll just have to make Jill some extra."
Ryder laughed. "Manda, she can't eat that. It has to be special made magic dolly food."
"Really? Well, while these cook, why don't you make her hers?"
Ryder's eyes lit up, and she set to work, imagining up a meal for Jill that even Amanda couldn't have seen coming. It was a great spread, and Ryder looked happy, so Amanda was happy too. "Morning, Rollins," Fin said cheerfully, kissing her. "Cragen needs me at the house. Will you be okay here?
"Sure, of course. Go, but be careful out there." She kissed him back,
"I will," he promised. "I love you."
"I love you, too," she said and kissed him.
Later, when they were coloring, her phone chimed. "Be right back," she said then answered, "Rollins."
"Rollins," the voice said.
"Captain," she answered cautiously.
"Fin's been hurt. He's at Saint Catherine's."
"Is- is he okay?"
"Yeah, but he's been shot, and he's asking for you."
"Okay, we'll be right down."
A/N: Don't you just love cliffhangers? What's up next? Read and see!
