Fin and Amanda finished their door to door with their probation violator in cuffs in the back seat. Olivia returned the precinct and found it was pretty much a ghost town. Those with small children left to take their kids trick or treating and those who didn't stayed and worked. Counting Olivia there were a total of four people on the 4th floor. Nick never returned after finishing their route. She knew she was wrong and she would tell him so but her cop instincts took over tonight, sometimes she didn't even realize she was going into cop mode, just like that her mind and body go on auto pilot. Amanda returned shortly after 9.

"Hey." Amanda said walking in. Olivia lifted her head up to acknowledge her then went right back to her work.

"Hey." Amanda got herself settled but kept her gaze on Olivia.

"I do my best work here at night with the evening shift. It's so quiet I can get a lot done what about you?" Olivia swiveled in her chair to face the young detective from Atlanta. Rollins reminded her of herself in her much younger days on the force, the tough exterior but soft on the inside, the charge, the determination to bring justice to those who can't defend themselves attitude, no family to balance with the job. Yes, Amanda Rollins age 34 was just like Olivia Benson 14 years ago.

"Yeah I used to end up sleeping here when I first joined the unit. Ate, drank and slept my cases. Don't do it Amanda you won't have a life or a chance at a decent relationship."

"You're still doing it though." The Georgian told her. Olivia smoothed her stomach.

"She the reason why I have a life outside of here now."

"That's a good enough reason." Amanda said. Olivia turned back to her work leaving Amanda staring at her back. Several more hours passed with minimal chit chat between the two detectives. It was 12:05 in the morning the next day November 1; Olivia checked her phone before calling it a night. No call from Nick, not as if she expected him to after the way he stormed off in a huff.

"Good night Amanda." She pocketed her hone and scooped her keys from her purse then pushed the strap over her shoulder.

"Hey Liv this may be none of my business but earlier tonight what happened out there."

"You're right Amanda it's none of your business, see you tomorrow." Olivia creased her lips nodding at her as she left. She was awash in disappointment that his squad car wasn't parked in her driveway behind hers as it usually is Sunday evening through Friday morning when she made the turn down her street.

Later today they would surely talk it out.

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Nick was getting a beverage from the staff refrigerator when she walked up to him. Fin and Amanda knew she was doing her apology walk. Olivia looked soft at his profile and spoke low, almost to a whisper. "I'm sorry I know I shouldn't have gone after him." Nick popped the top off looking straight ahead, then putting the can to his lips, he took a swallow.

"Liv I can't take another heart attack like that."

"I said I was sorry." His eyes did a quick scan then he turned facing her, looking her straight in the eye.

"I know Liv, it's just…I know you hate being stuck behind a desk because you're better out there and the humps know it."

"It won't happen again, I'm not going to put my baby in jeopardy." He tilted his head looking at her with earnest and somber.

She flinched a smile at him. "Our baby." she whispered.

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Friday Nick was off to D.C. and after work Olivia decided to go shopping for baby knick knacks for the other nursery. The painters had finished and the walls were a beautiful desert rose. She and Nick loved how the painters chained together tiny clowns with balloons and paper dolls and flowers as a border. She almost forgot how nice it was to have maid service and room service for two days while the paint fumes evaporated. The only setback was when they delivered the furniture the rocking chair was the wrong color. The baby girl's room was all white but the rocker that came was brown so it went back.

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When Nick returned from his weekend with his daughter he found Olivia asleep on the couch with Sunday's crossword edition resting on her chest. He picked it up looking at her sporadic penciled in answers. Looks as though this one really stumped you he thought. She lifted her lids open when the smell of his cologne wafted up into her membranes. He kissed her softly.

"Hi beautiful." He sat down putting her feet across his lap massaging them.

"Hey handsome, how was your weekend with Zara?" She yawned long.

"It was great how was yours?"

"Good, I putted around in the nursery."

"Uh-oh you bought too much again huh?"

"You can never buy too many stuffed animals Nick." He smiled at her joy. He studied her puzzle for a moment.

"Finally stumped you huh?"

"Can't always be perfect every Sunday haha."

"You're neck is going to kill you in the morning." He lifted the blanket off her. "Let's go to bed." He helped her to her feet.

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Zara was tucked in and Nick's mom was cleaning up the dinner dishes when he entered from the hallway dressed very nice and smelling pretty nice as well. "Nicky you're serious about this woman aren't you?"

"Ma sit down." Mrs. Amaro gave her son a long look. "Please." He said. She took a seat on the couch. "Ma the woman I'm with is my partner Olivia and she's pregnant with my baby."

"¿qué? Oh mijo what are you doing? You're not even divorced from Maria and you just found out you have a son with another woman. This can't be good for Zara. Nicky you can't date someone from work your relationship will interfere with your judgment plus is that even allowed?"

"Ma hold on. No not exactly and no we've been extremely careful not to let our relationship interfere. We've been discussing it and after she has the baby we're going to disclose to our captain. Worst case scenario is that I will transfer out to homicide. I'm planning on taking the sergeants exam next fall anyways."

"Madre de dios, mijo you know I love you dearly and I support you, I just hope this doesn't come back and bite you in the bee-hind."

"It won't ma. I love Olivia and she loves me and I know when you get to know her better you're going to love her like I do."

"Nick if she loves you deep inside to your core then that is all that matters to me and what I've met of her already, I like her…a lot, but I'm your momma and I still worry about you."

"I know ma I know." Nick cupped the side of her head pulling her close kissing her forehead.

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The black stretch limo pulled up in front of her house. Neighborhood gawkers hid inconspicuously behind the curtains peering out. She was a vision of loveliness to him in her red caftan cocktail dress with a loose transparent scarf draped over her shoulder. He took her hand helping her inside.

"My goodness you weren't kidding were you?"

"Not when it comes to showing you how much I love you." She cuddled up to him kissing him softly. A few miles down the road Nick popped the top on the Champaign. He poured a glass for him a splash for her.

"I love you Liv."

"I love you too Nick thank you for all this." They tapped their glasses then took sips. Some of the gaseous bubbles escaped up into her nose.

"Wooo bubbles." Olivia said coughing, sniffing, rubbing under nose, laughing. He took her glass from her along with his, putting it in the holders. She looped her arm with his snuggling close. Nick turned up the r&b music and tapped his knee to the beat resting his head against hers. The next stop was at an upscale Mexican restaurant.

"I so hope I don't pay later by eating this. "I've felt heartburn lately."

"You know what that means?" he said.

"Our daughter is going to have a full head of hair." Nick tussled with his hair nodding yes. Olivia turned her head in the direction of the music seemingly getting closer. The 4 part mariachi band stopped at their table.

"For you Señorita." The lead mañanita said. Olivia blushed as Nick looked on smiling happily at her. The quartet sang an 18th century love ballad stemming from the French intervention in Mexico and after the Mexican Revolution. Long is my love for you. By the end of the song she had tears in her eyes. Nick passed his closed hand over to the mañanita.

"Gracias señor gracias." The gentleman bowed his head and bowed to Olivia who clapped through her streaming tears.

"Era hermoso gracias." Nick said standing and clapping. Their date ended with a Broadway play.

"Pinch me." Olivia asked Nick as they were heading back to her house.

"Pinch you?"

"Yes, I feel so loved; the night was so magical I don't want it to end!"

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Olivia finished rubbing in the lotion on her hands and arms then patted her face with the residue left on her palms. Through his eyes, the silhouette of Olivia in her maternity nightgown that came just above the knee and her perfectly round belly made him feel warm for her. Olivia was 5 months pregnant now. Nick's hand lightly swiped at her hip brushing against her buttocks as she crossed in front of him. He was in his stocking feet and his shirt was unbuttoned and un-tucked from his waist. He sat on the edge of the bed on her side.

"What?"

"Nothing you're just so beautiful."

"Thank you." She came and stood between his legs. She combed through his hair delicately with her fingertips. He lifted his face to meet her eyes staring down lovingly at him. Their lips met softly at first before turning into a full French kiss. Nick's hands rested on her hips pulling her closer to him. Slowly his hands came around the front of her body rising slowly up across her pregnant belly to her breasts. She bent her head back feeling the heat his hands created. Olivia held his head to her stomach where he planted kisses around her navel. He fell back and she put her one knee up on the bed then the other settling over his groin. His crotch was beginning to thicken at her touch as her hands brushed over the zipper of his trousers. She smoothed her hands over his chest and back down his hard stomach. He lay back at her mercy. Olivia undid his zipper slowly. Nick rose up shedding his dress shirt. She gestured for him to raise his arms. He lifted his arms and she took off his t-shirt. Nick lay back down halfway on his elbows watching her seductively. She yanked at his pants. She lifted up one leg giving him leeway to rise up and push down his slacks over his hips and then onto the floor. The growing bulge in his underwear was evident and her eyes deliciously enjoyed it. Olivia lifted her arms with Nick helping slide her gown over her head. His lips attached to her breasts as he gently kissed and licked her taught nipples. Their love making was gentle and easy as they blissfully enjoyed their connecting bodies.

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