A/N: You guys wanted a second part and I definitely didn't plan on writing one, but I decided to throw this little conclusion together. It's not as long as my chapters usually are, but I hope you enjoy it all the same! I don't own SVU or any of its characters.

Liv sighed and rolled over in bed, a smile on her face when she heard Rafael mumble something in his sleep and shift next to her.

It was early in the morning and they had to be at work in less than three hours, but she felt relaxed instead of stressed like she normally did on a Monday morning. Her weekend had been utterly, beyond amazing, though, and the man next to her was the reason for it. She lovingly stared up at her ring, the small diamond sparkling in the sunlight streaming in through the blinds.

It was a simple ring, because he knew she didn't do gaudy jewelry, and she loved every bit of it. In fact, she loved it so much, she spent most of Friday morning laying in his bed, wrapped in a sheet, staring at it and sighing dreamily. Eventually, he had to convince her to shower and put some clothes on, since they had an eager little boy waiting for them to take him to the park.

She'd grown used to it over the past couple of days on her finger and it made her a little sad that she was going to have to slide it off and place it safely back in its velvet box, tucked away in her nightstand. Even though her and Rafael were now engaged, no one knew about their relationship.

Except for Fin and Rita…who were dating each other as well…

That had been a huge topic of conversation while they sat on a park bench the morning after that fiasco, sipping their coffee and watching Noah run around excitedly with the other children on the jungle gym.

There was a moment where they both freaked out, thinking that the peaceful and serene existence where their relationship lived was about to be disrupted by a bunch of people who thought they were privy to their private lives, but they quickly talked themselves down from the possibility.

This was Fin and Rita. Liv and Rafael, respectively, had known them for a number of years and it was extremely out of character for both of them to gossip, especially since some of their private business was on the line as well. Which lead to a deep conversation on just how odd, yet right the two were for each other.

"Morning," Rafael mumbled, rolling over so he rested on top of her and kissed her neck, effectively dragging her thoughts away from the couple to focus on him. She grinned and ran her fingers through his product free hair, enjoying the soft feeling. There was nothing more satisfying than seeing bed-head Rafael Barba, naked and half-asleep on top of her.

"Morning. Sleep well?"

"Seeing as how you kept me up half the night, yes, I did."

Liv chuckled, scratching the back of his neck as he shoved his face into hers, pressing soft kisses there. She stared at her ring again, unable to keep the goofy, love struck look off her face for more than a few seconds. Rafael raised his head and grinned himself, happy she loved her ring. He'd spent hours agonizing over which one to get before he finally found it, tucked away in a corner behind rows of huge, diamond encrusted bands.

"I don't want to take it off."

"You don't have to. Just switch it to the other hand until we finally tell everyone."

Liv debated for a second, unsure whether or not her team was ballsy enough to call her out on the new ring on her hand or not. When she wore the same jewelry every day, it was bound to be noticeable when she walked into the precinct. Fin would definitely take notice of it. Which brought up an entirely different conversation on when they were going to tell the squad and make their relationship more public.

"Maybe, we should just tell them today..."

"I thought you wanted to wait," he mumbled, focused on pressing kisses lower and lower and until his tongue dipped under the sheet that barely covered her chest.

"I did…but really, what for? They'll know eventually…seems pointless to wait. Besides, I'm kind of getting tired of hiding from everyone, aren't you?"

He hummed, and she knew he agreed with her, even if his attention was focused elsewhere. She bit her lips, keeping a gasp from escaping when he ripped the sheets off her and trailed a wet path down her body with his tongue until he reached his destination. Liv wove her fingers through his hair as he spread her legs and looked down, seeing her ring sparkle in the light and she smiled, tugging on his hair gently.

"So, we tell them today?"

"Whatever you want, honey," he said before he dipped his head, settling the conversation for the rest of the morning.

Fin was happy he ended up leaving his bag from last week here, because he'd fallen asleep in his girlfriend's bed despite reminding himself he would need to get up early and go back to his place to change numerous times.

The clothes were a little wrinkly, but nothing a quick tumble in the dryer couldn't fix.

Rita walked past him where he stood in his boxers, kissing his cheek as she spoke on the phone to one of her clients while simultaneously zipping up a black, knee-length skirt. Whoever she was speaking with, they were getting quite the earful and he always enjoyed watching her get snippy. Especially, when her hair was still wet from the shower and she was walking around barefoot, in a pencil skirt and lacy black bra.

"I don't give a damn how much money you have. This case is a loss and you know it. I'm going for the plea deal to save your ass, so I don't want to hear it!"

She stopped in the middle of the kitchen, fist curled and poised on her popped out hit, listening intently to the other person on the line. After a moment, she nodded, "Good. Glad you see it my way. If you're nice, I might just talk Mr. Barba into shaving off a year. I'll see you at the courthouse at 10 a.m. sharp."

She hit the end button and turned to look at him, shaking her head and sliding her phone on the counter. Fin chuckled, watching as she hung her head and shuffled towards him, where he intercepted her in a hug. She rested her cheek against his bare chest and sighed.

"I just want to strangle that man. Barba's going to want to lock him up and throw away the key and I'm about to let him."

"That bad?"

"I know he did it. There's no denying he did it. It was a loser case from the beginning, but…"

She didn't go any further, already knowing this was breaching attorney/client confidentiality, but the man was a bastard and she didn't care much anymore. Since dating Fin, she was finding it very hard to care for these people who committed sex crimes. She was positive that happened around the same time she first noticed he was flirting with her all those months ago.

She was seriously considering removing sex crimes cases from her practice all together. It would make things less complicated if she was defending thieves and murderers instead of rapists, as weird as that sounded.

"Anyway," Fin changed the subject, running his fingertips down her bare back, "That means we gotta go see Barba first thing in the morning. Gonna be awkward."

Rita groaned, burying her face back in his neck. She wasn't looking forward to that, especially since they spent the entire weekend thinking about anything but that. She'd wanted to put the incident as far from her mind as possible and now, there was no avoiding thinking about it.

"It'll be awkward, but he's a professional. Do you think it's just time to come out and say it? IAB needs to be informed anyway."

Fin took a moment to contemplate that, "It would be nice to give Carisi a legitimate reason why I can't come over for Spaghetti Saturdays instead of telling him I have a headache every time. He's getting suspicious."

Rita hummed, pressing her lips to his skin, "I imagine that gets tiring."

The beeping of the dryer, signaling his clothes were done went ignored as her hand slipped down to his boxers. A smirk lifted the corner of his lips as she pulled back and bit her lip. He glanced at the clock on the stove, seeing they had plenty of time before they had to leave and watched as she unzipped her skirt with her free hand. The fabric pooled around her feet.

"So…we doing this? Telling everyone?"

"I'm more than ok with that if you are."

He trailed the length of her body as she led him back to the bedroom, a wicked smile on her face. He just nodded, "More than ok."

Amanda knew something was going on.

They were glowing.

Like, the four of them were so relaxed and all smiles as they stood around Barba's desk, talking happily about a plea deal for their current case. It was like they were talking about picking fucking daisy's or something instead of putting away a double rapist for half a century.

She sipped on her coffee and sat on the edge of the leather couch, Carisi leaning on wall next to her. He had the same bewildered look on his face as he watched them. Surely, he noticed the odd way they all stood by each other. They were…separated…

Liv and Barba stood on one side, and Rita and Fin stood on the other. They were all smiles, which was incredibly strange considering Rita was supposed to not to be so damn cheery and neither was Barba. The two had been circling each other with vicious words in and out of the court room for the past two weeks and now, all the sudden, they were talking like old friends.

Carisi knelt after Barba said something funny (Barba of all people) and whispered in her ear, "You seein' this? I feel like I'm in the twilight zone. We shouldn't have drunk all those wine coolers last night."

Amanda waved him off and stood up, having seen enough of this and tired of being utterly confused and somewhat afraid. Carisi followed her as she stepped up to them and planted herself right in the middle of the group.

"Are all of you high?"

That got everyone's attention, and they all looked at her like she had grown a second head, "Seriously, two days ago you two," she gestured between Barba and Rita, "Were at each other's throats, and now you're chummy. Plus, I don't know why you're even talking to Rita, Fin, because you don't even like going to the trials."

"Yeah," Carisi interjected, pointing his finger over her shoulder, "And you've been at every single one where Rita is on the defense." He looked over to Barba and Liv, who stood unnecessarily close.

"And you two…don't even get me started."

"What's up with these late-night work dinners were never invited to. Carisi and I headed the investigation into Holtz and when we asked to tag along the other night, you said something about Barba being 'too overwhelmed when there was more than one person trying to talk to him at once.' Lame excuse," Amanda scoffed, setting her coffee down and crossing her arms.

Carisi jumped again, pointing an accusatory finger at her, "AND!" He stopped dramatically, eyes narrowed, "Is that an engagement ring on your finger?"

The room went silent and Liv and Barba shared a fond look before he wrapped an arm around her waist and she kissed his cheek. The move sent a shocked gasp from Amanda and Carisi, who almost keeled over when Liv wagged her hand back and forth.

"We're engaged!"

No words came out of their mouths until Fin and Rita offered their congratulations, enthusiastic and out of character for both of them. Amanda shook her head, trying so hard to grasp the idea that the two had even been dating…and now they were engaged? How long had this been going on? Why didn't she notice?

Carisi was just as shocked, looking like a hurt, old, Italian mother that hadn't been kept in on the loop. He even voiced his dismay, "How come you never told us you were dating? Why are we just now finding out about this?"

"Ah hell," Fin cut him off, throwing his arm around Rita's waist and pulled her into his side. Amanda almost passed out from even more shock, her mouth hanging open in the most unattractive way.

"Oh, not you guys, too!"

"Four months, homeboy. IAB approved. Got a problem?"

Carisi and Amanda shared a look, seeing that they were the only two affected by the shocking news they were being told. They stood there, looking back and forth between two couples before they both stormed out, angrily and shaking their heads, leaving the two couples to stare after them like they hadn't just dropped the biggest news of the year.

"I'm dreaming. I have to be. Liv and Barba is understandable. That, I could see coming. But…Rita and Fin?"

"How come they didn't tell us? I'm hurt…"

"Ugh, let's go," she patted him on the back and pushed him towards the elevator, "Let's go stress eat and try to wake up from this alternate reality."

"Can we get crepes?"

"Sure."