When Trevor didn't show up to any of his firm meetings on Monday, his father really flipped.

"This is ridiculous. He got into an argument with his ex and he flew the coup." Trevor wasn't at his apartment. He wasn't at Elsa's apartment. He seemed to be nowhere.

Mr. Langan called the police, but NYPD's hands were tied.

"He hired a driver to take him back to New York," the officer explained to Mr. Langan. "There's no evidence of foul play."

All of the calls Trevor Sr. made went to voicemail. It wasn't until Tuesday that he finally got a response.

"Trevor Langan III where have you been?"

"I got married."

"That's no reason to … you WHAT?"

He explained how mother tried to fix him up with Kim at the wedding and it freaked out Elsa. "I wanted her to know I wasn't going to run off and marry a society girl, so we got married."

"Tell me you got a prenup."

"Nope."

"Well you can sign a post …"

Trevor hung up. He was ready to start living his own life and his parents could either get down or lay down.

"My bra's too small," Olivia complained as she tried to get dressed. She was on the larger side of a C cup before but now she was in D territory.

Alex managed to find one of bras from when she was pregnant. "Try this one and I'll get you bras with a bigger cup size during my lunch break."

Alex couldn't help but grin.

"Stop smiling," Olivia scolded.

"I can't. My wife is giving me a wonderful baby, and your boobs are going to get huge." Alex kissed them before Olivia put on the bra.

"They're going to get sore soon, aren't they?"

"Probably, but you should stop puking soon."

"I guess that's a fair trade off."

Alex pulled her close. "It will all be worth it Babe."

Olivia eventually found fitting clothes and got herself to work. She was starting to show more quickly than she had expected. I guess I will tell Elliot today.

She decided to wait until lunch to tell him. They went to a deli, and she got him a sandwich to soften the blow.

"What's this for?"

"You're going to be getting a new partner in a few weeks."

"What?"

"It's temporary, but it will be for a while."

"Where are you going?"

"Computer Crimes, for a few months and then maternity leave."

"You're pregnant?" He was baffled.

"Yes."

They're already having another kid? "You two didn't waste any time."

"We weren't sure how long the treatments would take."

"How did you two …"

"We used a donor," Olivia told him.

"Alex could have just rolled in the hay with Trevor again. It worked last time."

Olivia wanted to smack him.

Alex wasn't surprised by his reaction. "He won't be happy about anything that solidifies our relationship."

"I just don't get why he can't be happy for me."

"In order to be happy for you, he would have to let you go."

"Do you think he has feelings for me?"

"I think you were his safety net. When things are good with Kathy, he doesn't think about you, but when things are not as good, then he can fantasize that he could run off with you and be happy that way. With us, however, his safety net is gone. He has no where to turn when he's in a rut."

"Maybe this separation will be good for us. I can't be his Kathy 2.0."

They still had a couple of weeks before the first trimester was over, but Alex wanted to tell her family before they could hear it through the grapevine.

Her parents were hardly surprised, since they knew they had been trying. Aunt Margo and Uncle Bill were happy, but a bit surprised they went for another baby so soon.

"You'll have three children under 2 at the same time."

"I know, but we wanted them to be close in age, and it's not exactly predictable when IUI will take."

"Well, you know we're good for babysitting."

Aunt Liz retorted, "What are you running a goddamn Cabot factory?"

Alex didn't think that was a bad thing. "We were running low before."

Alex had been the end of the line. "I suppose that's true. How many spare heirs are you going for?"

"None. I want them to be whatever they want to be."

"Even if they're bank robbers," Liz teased.

"As long as one of them is a defense lawyer."

Ashley told her, "This is a world domination plot isn't it? Have a bunch of Cabots, each one will take over a different career field and then the Cabots will run it all. Can my kid be the Secretary of Defense when your kid is president?"

Alex laughed at her. "What makes you think baby Keisha won't be president?"

"She sleeps too much." She slept more than normal since she was born. It was so excessive that Ashley took him to the doctor to make sure there was nothing wrong with her.

"So she's the perfect baby," Alex told her.

"Very easy to care for. I have to wake her up to eat or else she'll sleep through the day."

Olivia told John and Fin the week before she was due to go to Computer Crimes.

"Damn, you Cabots are going to take over the world aren't you?" Munch teased.

"Something like that," Olivia laughed.

"At your rate, you'll be able to form a unit in NYPD and have their prosecutor."

"It still feels too good to be true."

Fin pinched her. "It's real, just so you know."

"Thanks," she rolled her eyes.

Trevor had wanted to whisk his bride away to the Caribbean, but she could not just leave her job to go on an impromptu honeymoon. It would have to wait until after Christmas.

"Have fun at work," he said before she left.

"Don't you have work too?"

"I don't want to go."

"Trev, you haven't been to the office once since you got out of the hospital."

"I know but …"

"But nothing, I didn't marry a chicken."

"I'm no chicken."

"Then get up and go."

"Yes Mrs. Langan!"

She rolled her eyes at him.

An hour later, he was walking into the firm doors of Hershall and Langan.

"Welcome back Trevor!" the security guard greeted.

He nodded as he made his way to his office. It was so weird. He used to spend so much time around the office, but it felt like a foreign world.

He expected Martha to be at the desk in front of his office. She had been with him since he started. Now that he thought about it, he didn't see her in the hospital.

"Where's Martha?" he questioned the new woman. This woman had to be half Martha's age. He hoped she knew what she was doing.

"She retired so she could take care of her husband. I'm Jenny."

"Hi Jenny. I need the case files for every case I had pending during the crash." He wanted to see what happened with his clients.

"Of course Mr. Langan."

He would tell her to call him Trevor, but he wasn't sure if he could work with her.

He got into his office for the first time in two years. It looked mostly the same. Someone cleaned it, so it didn't smell like two years of musk.

When he got the files, the first thing he did was sort them based on outcome. He wasn't worried about the acquittals, but he wanted to ensure that the firm did good work in cases where they took a plea deal or lost at trial.

Trevor usually took 15 criminal cases a year. Most of them would be resolved pre-trial but he went to trial 3-5 times a year and out of the four cases he had at the time of the crash, three of them went to trial and they lost them all.

On its own, that's not very surprising. Defendants usually lose, but Trevor only took cases to trial if he thought they could win. Losing all 3 of them made him wonder if they were doing their best to secure deals.

When he read the files, what he found disturbed him. Trevor had made his own predictions as to whether or not eh thought they should pursue a deal or go to trial, but you always have to adjust as you get more information. Your case could get better or worse at any time. He saw very little investigative work after he got into the accident. It looked like his replacement just took the work Trevor did and didn't build upon it.

I need to see how many hours they were billing.

He was sure it was a lot, and he was sure that they didn't earn the money.

Right after Halloween, Olivia reported to computer crimes. Alex gave her a photo of the twins in their Halloween costumes, Captain America and Wonder Woman, to put on her desk and Olivia loved it.

They had taken the twins trick or treating around One Hogan Place and the Precinct. They didn't really eat candy yet, so Olivia and Alex had a lot of goodies to bring to work.

Olivia put out a plastic pumpkin full of candy on her desk for the first day, telling her new coworkers to help herself.

By lunch, it was half gone.

"You have no idea how much candy we eat," one of them told her.

I hope they have good dentists.

Computer Crimes had three tasks, hunting down internet predators, finding and preserving electronic evidence for criminal investigations (could be for any unit), and cyber terrorism.

Given Olivia's experience on SVU, they thought she would be useful in tracking down the predators.

While Olivia chased online foes, the rest of the 1-6 chased physical ones, with a new member.

"Everyone, this is Det. Dani Beck," Cragen announced. "She will be filling in for Det. Benson until June."

"Hello everyone, I look forward to working with you."

They made their introductions and started to ask Dani about her background. She was married, Danish, and had been an American citizen of the US for 5 years. "My husband is a born American and I moved here to be with him."

She smiled warmly at Stabler. He was cute. This could prove interesting.

The end-of-the-year evaluations were coming up. Alex had to write about each ADA in her bureau and report to Donnelly as well as compile stats.

Casey was doing brilliantly. Her conviction rate was the highest in the office and she had one of the heaviest caseloads. She also was winning more evidence motions and getting longer deals than she had the year before.

Her confidence, however, did not match her skill set. This showed when Alex called her in for a private meeting. Immediately, the ADA was apologetic. "I know the jury only found Mattson guilty of two of the five counts but …"

"I'm not here to yell at you. Sit down Novak."

She took a seat and waited for Alex to continue.

"I wanted to congratulate you. Out of all of the ADAs in the office, you have shown to be the most impressive this year."

"Me?"

"Yes. The numbers don't lie, and even if I don't agree with how they are used, I do recognize that they are evidence of your aptitude. I called you in here because there is a leadership conference next month I want you to attend. I think it's time you stop hiding behind your talent and put yourself out there. Make connections with people who can help you move up the ladder."

"Me, a leader?"

"Yes. I know better than most how difficult the 1-6 can be, and you've been brilliant. Keep it up and this could open doors for you."

Casey left the office with a strange feeling in her gut. Is this what accomplishment feels like?

Most of the ADAs under Alex's direction were doing satisfactory work. Her main concern was Jim Steele. He was an intelligent man; she knew that, but he was too cocky. Alex had gotten word from judges that his attitude cost him when arguing motions. Alex was concerned that the jury saw that same attitude and it cost them cases, not to mention harmed the reputation of the office.

She scheduled his meeting for a Friday afternoon, hoping he'd take the time to cool off.

"Take a seat Steele."

He glared before sitting down.

"I have some concerns with your performance. Out of your last three cases, one was a mistrial and the other two resulted in lowball plea deals after you lost a series of evidence motions. You started off strong with the office, but your performance is sliding. Is there anything that I should know?"

"Like what?"

"Like something going on in your life to explain this, death in the family, an alcohol problem, any mitigating circumstances."

"What about judges who make up the law as they go and incompetent cops?"

"That's my other concern for you. Your attitude is garbage, and I have been getting reports back from judges about your less than respectful tone. You may not like their rulings.

Sometimes, their rulings are flat out wrong, but you are to keep your composure and if it's essential, consider an interlocutory appeal. I will not have you dragging the reputation of this office into the gutter.

For your next case, you will be sitting second chair with Fisher."

"Fisher?"

"He knows how to control himself. He gets compliments on his courtroom demeanor all the time. I think you can learn from him. He's going to trial in 3 weeks, so I suggest you meet with him and see what you can do to be of service, and think of this case as your final chance. "

His rage was evident. "Am I dismissed?"

"Yes." She felt bad for Fisher, but she didn't know where else to put Steele. He was fucking Porter, so she was out, and Casey had too much on her docket to babysit him, so Fisher was the lucky winner.

Alex packed up and went home, picking up her babies along the way.

When she got to the house, she put the twins in their playpen and was about to start dinner when the phone rang.

"Cabot Residence, Alex speaking."

"Alex, it's Dickie. I was wondering if you and Olivia could come to my soccer game tomorrow."

"Sure, what time?"

"It's at 2:00PM. Soldier's Field."

Alex wrote it down. "I can't wait. I'm sure you'll be great."

"Thanks." Dickie wanted to see more of Olivia. She used to come over a lot when she was single, but now she had her own family. He had asked his mother if she could come, so she told him to call and ask.

Olivia was happy to hear about it when she got to the house. "We can make a picnic and eat it at the park before the game." How could Olivia turn down an afternoon of kids and food?

"How was work?"

"Sedentary, but we did make a break in two cases," one was credit card fraud and the other was online stalking.

Alex kissed her. "Wonderful."

"How was your day?"

Alex explained the ups and downs of management. "It's fun to reward the do gooders, but when you have to reprimand people, it sucks. Even if it is Jim Steele."

"Why is he such an ass?"

"I don't know. According to his numbers and reports, he came in pretty strong, but now he's sinking. I told him this case was his last chance to turn it around. If he doesn't, he won't be working here next year."

Olivia immediately got protective. "You don't think he'll get violent, do you?"

"I hope not."

"I want to be there if you have to let him go."

"While you're pregnant, absolutely not. The last thing I need is him trying to hurt you or Satchmo."

"Satchmo?"

"The baby needs a nickname until he or she has a proper name."

"We can find out in two weeks," Olivia told her.

"I know, but I like Satchmo as a nickname."

Olivia ruffled her head. "You and your jazz music."

"Everything is better with jazz music."

"Even sex."

"Oh yeah."

"Prove it."

Alex put some Satchmo on and guided her wife to the couch. She straddled Olivia's thigh and gave her a tender kiss. "Let me show you." Alex's fingers made feather light touches all over Olivia's body as she kissed and nipped at her jaw line and pulse point.

"OOH!"

Slowly, Olivia's blouse came undone and then Alex kissed her buxom chest.

The detective's legs instinctively spread as her wife teased her tender breasts with her tongue.

"OH GOD!"

"Alex is fine," she smirked.

Olivia didn't know how she got so horny so quickly. This was her first taste of second trimester hormones.

Alex slipped her long fingers into her sopping wife. "How is this?"

"YES!" She reached out for Alex. She had to touch her.

Alex kissed her, sliding her tongue into her wife's mouth and curling her fingers to her g-spot.

The whole exchange was over too fast. After a lustful scream, Olivia was a cum-covered mess on the couch.

"How was the music?"

Olivia smirked. "It's quite nice. I can't say I paid much attention to it before, but now, it gives a good vibe."

Alex kissed her nose.

Soldier Field

The soccer teams were warming up. There weren't any bleachers, so parents were sitting in lawn chairs, on the ground or standing.

Elliot came with his wife and daughters. Dickie was warming up. He kept looking for Olivia but she wasn't there yet.

Finally, he saw her and Alex with the twins. Alex put down a blanket on the hill, so they were away from the errant soccer balls and could still see the game.

He waved, but they didn't see him.

"OLIVIA!" he called, catching their attention.

The women waved and the twins were waving too.

Kathy heard the name and realized the women had arrived and brought a picnic basket. How nice.

They had a basket full of brisket sandwiches with crispy onions and mustard.

"We should have brought more to drink," Olivia said. They only had water.

"Casey said she'd bring a cooler."

"She's coming?"

Alex texted her, figuring it would be more fun if they had someone to chat with during the game.

Elliot had walked away from the field and came back with Dani Beck.

He introduced her to Kathy. "She's my partner until Olivia comes back."

"Oh nice to meet you."

"Whose that woman?" Alex asked Olivia, referring to Dani.

"I don't know," she answered. "Maybe she's my replacement."

She's kind of homely. Alex thought to herself.

Kathy pointed out that Alex and Olivia came to the game. "Why don't you introduce her?"

Elliot smiled and did as his wife suggested.

"Olivia, Alex, this is Detective Dani Beck."

Alex stood up and shook her hand. "Nice to meet you."

Dani had already gotten the lowdown from Stabler, so she knew that he was fond of Olivia but not Alex. Dani wondered why. "Likewise, I've heard great things about you."

"Maybe half of them are true," Alex teased. "The best things about me are right here." Alex had her twins. "Lorelei and Ollie."

"Oh they are gorgeous," Dani admitted. "My husband and I don't have any children. They're cute, but I'd rather have my time for myself."

"I used to feel the same way," Alex said, "and then she made a softie out of me," Alex accused Olivia. "She's amazing with kids, all kids."

"Twins and two working moms, it must be quite a challenge."

"We manage," Olivia told her. "It helps that Alex got a more administrative job. She doesn't have to go crazy prepping for trials anymore."

"Instead, I go crazy when my ADA's muck them up."

"Not me, I'm the star," Casey said as she approached with a cooler. "Hey Elliot, Dani."

"Now it's gone to your head," Alex teased.

Casey smirked as she opened her cooler and popped open a can of beer.

"You can't have beer at the park," Elliot told her.

"That's why I brought a big gulp cup," Casey poured it into the cup and started to drink.

"That is so classy," Alex teased.

"Shut up Boss!"

Elliot wandered back to his wife.

Dani decided to pump the girls for info.

"So what's the deal with Elliot?" she asked.

"He's a hothead," Alex said bluntly.

Casey snorted. "He's not always so bad, although sometimes I do think he's going to break the perp's neck and get arrested."

Olivia had worked with him the longest by far. "He's usually well intentioned, but he can be judgmental to say the least."

"Because you married a woman."

Because she married an uptown girl, Alex added internally.

Their conversation got cut off when the whistle blew. Time to start the game.