I can't say if you guys are right or wrong because, that would ruin everything! But, what I can tell you is thank you for reviewing!

I had only slept two hours when Bailey started fussing because she was ready to eat again. I forced my tired eyes open and yawned.

"Don't worry," Elliot whispered from next to me, "I'll feed her. You just get some rest."

"No, it's okay," I said, "I'll get her. You have to work tomorrow."
'Liv," he said to me throwing the covers off of his body, "I got it."

I wasn't going to argue. I was tired and I could barely hold my eyes open. I felt the position of the bed change when he got up and I drifted back off to sleep.

"Hey Daddy's Little Angel," Elliot smiled as he peered over Bailey in her crib, "Are you hungry?"

Bailey's eyes were wide open and her feet were kicking as she blew raspberries with her mouth. "I'll take that as a yes," Elliot laughed. He reached into the crib and picked her up, carrying her into the kitchen. He took one of her already made bottles from the fridge and popped it into the microwave for twenty-five seconds. When it dinged, he took it out a squirted a little on his arm to make sure it wasn't too hot. He walked into the living room and sat down on the couch with Bailey in his arms staring at the bottle. Elliot couldn't help but chuckle as he stuck the bottle into her mouth. Bailey sucked all the milk gone in a matter of minutes. He burped her, and then rocked her to get her back to sleep.

"Come on Bailey," Elliot whispered to her, "Close your eyes. Daddy has to get up in only a few hours."

Bailey just continued to coo so, Elliot stood up and placed her gently to where she was looking over his shoulder. He rubbed her back as he looked out of the window at the city. When he was sure Bailey was asleep he walked back into her bedroom and placed her in her crib when he thought he saw something outside the window. He covered Bailey u and flipped the light off, slowly approaching the pink curtains. He lifted them open and peeked out but he didn't see anything unusual. He looked down at the fire escape to see if he could see anybody but, nothing. He shook his head and made his way back into his bedroom so he could get some rest before work.

I was the first one awake that morning because I had to get up to use the bathroom and Bailey had heard. She started fussing so I picked her up out of her crib and took her in the living room with me. I turned cartoons on hoping she would like the colors and placed her in her car seat facing the TV.

"El," I said shaking him gently on the arm, "Honey, it's time for work."

I smiled as his eyes fluttered open to that beautiful blue color, "I cooked breakfast."

"How long have you been up?"

"Just a little," I answered kissing him on the lips, "It's not a big breakfast. Just something small."

"It's the thought that counts," he said as he stood up and stretched.

"Have you been working out?"

"No," Elliot laughed, "What makes you think that?"

"Your abs," I answered smiling.

He shot me a look that turned me on, but we had a child in the living room and he was due at work in only an hour and he had to get ready.

"Breakfast is on the table," I said as I walked out of the room and back into the living room.

I decided I would make him some toast with jelly and that nasty drink he thinks taste good. It's a smoothie with bananas, blueberries, and strawberries, but, I'm not one for bananas. I poured it into a fancy yellow cup and sat it next to his plate of toast. I had to get used to cooking because soon Bailey would be eating my food and we couldn't feed he take-out all the time.

"I'm thinking about staying home today," Elliot said as he walked into the dinning room and sat down at the table.

"Honey, you can't," I told him pouring myself a cup of orange juice.

"Why not? You need me here."

"The victim's need you more," I said taking a drink. I watched him as he took small bites of his toast and sipped slowly on his smoothie trying to buy time.

"El," I said sitting my glass on the table, "Bailey and I will be fine. We are going to go to the zoo."

"The zoo? There's snow on the ground and you're going to the zoo?"

"They are having a special showing today of the penguins," I answered brushing my hair away from my face, "It'll be fun."

"I just worry," Elliot said finishing his toast.

"Babe," I said getting tired of defending myself, "I'm a big girl. I can handle it."

"I know," Elliot argued, "It's other people I don't trust."

I sighed and picked up Elliot's empty plate and cup carrying it to the kitchen and rinsing it off.

"I got to go," Elliot said kissing me on the cheek, "I'll call you on lunch okay?"

"Yeah," I said turning around to surprise him by kissing him on the lips. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"And I love you," Elliot said bending down to pick Bailey up from her car seat. He blew raspberries on her cheek making her smile and then handed her off to me. "I think she made a stinky."

I laughed as I took her from his arms and carried her into her nursery, "Have a good day."

I laid Bailey down on the changing table and grabbed a diaper from the diaper holder Melinda bought for me at the baby shower. It was a light purple with a butterfly pattern on it. Then I grabbed the baby wipes from the bottom of the changing table and unbuttoned her onesy.

"You didn't poopoo," I said in my baby voice, "Were you tricking Daddy? That's a good girl."

I changed her diaper quickly as I had learned to do in the past few weeks. I picked out a pair of purple pants and a pink long sleeved shirt for her to wear to the zoo and wrapped her up in her pink baby blanket.

I threw on a pair of jeans and a nice t-shirt and grabbed my jacket from the closet so Bailey and I could be on our way to the penguin show.

Back at the precinct, Cragen and Elliot were talking about who I have worked with in the past few years with kids.

"Could it have been Sophie Gerard?" Elliot asked.

"The crazy lady who shot Melinda?" Cragen asked shuffling through a stack of papers.

"Yeah," Elliot answered, "She blamed everybody else for killing her son. What if she had a psychotic break or something an blamed Olivia?"

"I don't know," Cragen said, "I'll find out where she is and I guess this is a start. Meanwhile, you obviously can't work this case. You are connected."

"Come on Captain," Elliot begged, "I can handle the case just fine."

"No Elliot," Cragen said firmly, "I need you on the field. You have a rape-homicide in upper Manhattan. Melinda is there now."
Elliot sighed and grabbed his jacket and made sure he had his gun and badge before leaving the precinct.

At the zoo, there weren't too many people at the penguin exhibit but, there were enough. Even though Bailey was just a baby and couldn't understand or enjoy what was going on, I felt happy that I got to spend time with her. Then one day when she grows up I can tell her all about it. A part of me thinks I do it because my mother never did it with me but, another part of me thinks I do it because I love Bailey more than anything else in the world.

When the penguins first came out, they waddled around and we just watched them swim in the water. Then a man in a wet suit came out and teased the penguins with fish so they would do tricks. I was having a good time watching them until I started to get a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something wasn't right. I turned around and did a search of room but, nothing looked out of the ordinary. I tried to turn my attention back to the show but then Bailey started fussing. I looked at my watch and saw that it was close to her feeding time so, I decided we would leave early. When I opened the door to leave I was stopped by a sudden hand on my shoulder. I quickly turned around and saw ADA Alex Cabot behind me.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," Alex said taking her hand off my shoulder.

"No," I said, "I'm sorry. I'm usually not so jumpy."

"I didn't know you like animals."

"What kind of person doesn't like animals?" I laughed.

"I used to come here every weekend when I wasn't working," Alex smiled, "I've always liked animals."
"I just wanted to do something with little Bailey." I looked down at the fussy baby in my arms and tried to quiet her with her pacifier.

"I didn't mean to hold you up," Alex said, "I just thought I'd say hi."

"You should come by sometime," I told her, "We don't nearly see each other enough."

"I will," Alex smiled, "Well, I better get going. I'm wanted in court."

"Bye Alex."

After my run in with Alex I felt a little more at ease but, something still didn't feel right. I buckled Bailey into her car seat and climbed into the driver's seat so I could meet Elliot at the precinct for lunch and Bailey could have a bottle.

Do you think it's Sophie?