A/N: Strong T rating on this chapter. Just so you know. :)

Chapter 18

"Delivery!" A familiar voice announced and Calvin went to the door. He quickly opened it and was all smiles when he found Rollins on the other side of the door.

"Aunt Amanda!" He beamed.

"Hey there Calvin," she pulled him into a hug. After they parted, she shut the door and locked it.

"I wasn't expecting you," he admitted.

"I bet you weren't expecting the latest version of Madden either," Amanda chuckled as she pulled the game out of her coat.

"No way!" Calvin was all excited.

"Yes way! I've got Chinese food coming. After we eat, prepare to get your butt kicked," she teased,

"Me get my butt kicked? I think not," he laughed.

"Oh it is on like Donkey Kong mister," Rollins laughed and pointed him in the direction of the bathroom to wash up before they ate. She then went over to Charlotte who was entertaining herself in her playpen.

"Somebody is getting big aren't they?" The blonde smiled. In response, the almost one year old gurgled and smiled back.

"I'll take that as a yes," she laughed.

"Mom is going to be ok isn't she?" Calvin's reemergence from the bathroom caught Rollins off guard but she didn't let his question do the same.

"What was it Uncle Fin told you? There is nothing your mom can't handle," she told him.

"She doesn't know how to be anything else but a cop. I heard her say so," Calvin plunked down on the couch.

"That is not true. She may only think that but your mom is very capable of handling just about anything," the detective found a seat next to him.

"She thinks I don't know how she feels but I can tell. Dad tries to hide his concern but when it comes to Mom, he can't hide much," he admitted.

"You know that he loves her and you and little Charlotte so much that it's hard to hide the worry. You're very lucky that you have what you have. I think we've both experienced enough disappointment when it comes to family," Rollins said.

"You know I thought I would miss my real Mom. I don't even think about her anymore. Does that make me a terrible person?" Calvin asked.

"No sweetie. Not even close. You'll never stop loving her, she is your Mom. I'm sure she thinks about you all the time and if she could she'd be here for you. She can't and because of that you have a new family and I know that both your new Mom and Dad love you very much. They'd do anything for you, never doubt that," Rollins smiled and pulled him into a hug. Just then the doorbell rang and she pulled herself out of the hug and up to the door. Checking the peephole, she found the Chinese deliveryman on the other side.

"Hey Charlie," she smiled as she opened the door.

"Detective Rollins, good to see you. I slipped some extra Rangoon in there today," Charlie smiled. He was the son of the owner Mr. Chang and despite the restaurant being outside their delivery range, both father and son made an exception when it came to the blonde.

"So the usual then?" Amanda winked as she went into her coat pocket for her wallet.

"Police discount this time. Every fifth delivery in a month," Charlie chuckled.

"Charlie," Rollins gave him a look.

"Dad says so and I say so, so that makes it true. Make sure you enjoy the extra fortune cookies too," Charlie smiled and then he was off down the hall. Rollins chuckled and pulled the food inside and locked the door again.

"Ready for some food?" She asked. Calvin's stomach growled and they both laughed as she set the food down on the kitchen table.

Meanwhile Olivia and Lewis were at a different table all together. She'd taken a seat in the remaining good chair in the room and for the last few minutes all Lewis had done was stare at her.

"If you wanted me here to stare at you, you could have done it without kidnapping and assaulting the lawyers," she pointed out.

"I was just contemplating all the things we never got to do. Makes me very sad," he said.

"Well you remember that when they add a life sentence to whatever plea deal you were making. That Corrections Officer you beat was officially declared brain dead. His wife is going to have to tell their two young sons that she has to take him off life support and they get to witch him die," Olivia told him.

"Well you see I wasn't planning on that but I suppose when I go down in a hail of gun fire it won't matter," he walked around the table and moved to touch Olivia. She jerked her head around to stare at him.

"Don't even think about it," she hissed.

"Oh it's all I think about. How you would have felt, how you would have begged for me to stop, how your husband would have been pleading for you and your children's lives. Like it or not Olivia you have to live with the fact that you were my undoing, my obsession, and that it was worth every minute of it," he grabbed her crutch that was nearest to him and yanked it away from her. He picked it up and gave it a once over. Satisfied that it wasn't anything more than a crutch he moved to the other side of the table and went for the other one.

"You must be insane," Olivia said, grabbing her remaining crutch and refusing to let it go. He leaned down so that only he and she could hear what he was about to say and whispered,

"Insane is you coming back in here. Insane is the fact that you go to bed every night wanting me being the one pounding into you. Insane is how wet you are right now and won't admit it to yourself." Olivia's knuckles turned white as she gripped the crutch in her hand. He still thought he had the upper hand. With one swift motion she knocked Lewis under the chin with the crutch and he fell to the floor. In an instant, faster than she thought possible herself, she was straddling him on the floor. She could feel what kind of mood he was in as she lifted the crutch above her head and brought it down right next to his ear. Dropping it, she pulled the weapon out of her waistband and pressed the end of the gun to his forehead.

"Give me one good reason I shouldn't pull this trigger right now," she said. The police started rushing toward the door and she knew within a matter of seconds the decision would be made for her. Inexplicably, Lewis bucked his hips and pressed his body as close as he could to her.

"Make sure you aim true. I want to feel every second of it," Olivia had her finger on the trigger a hair from squeezing it. In an instant, her decision had been made and she finished what Lewis had started.

BANG!

To Be Continued…