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Timing is Everything

Well hello there.

She was full on waddling at this point into the squad room.

Four more weeks, she kept saying to herself but she was officially over this.

Olivia was on strict desk duty and tried her best to refrain from even being at the hospitals for statements. It was obvious that maternity leave was the next best thing for her, but she couldn't imagine just waiting at home for this baby to come. Work kept her busy even if it was mainly just paperwork.

"Good morning, Liv!" Amanda sat at her desk already getting a start on her day.

"Is it?" Olivia bit back and waddled her way to her office and slammed her door shut. She was in a horrid mood and didn't really have a reason why other than she was the most uncomfortable she had ever been. She collapsed into her office chair and just sat for a moment as she caught her breath and rubbed along her swell.

"You wanna talk about it?" Amanda had entered without even knocking. She didn't take any of Olivia's mood swings to heart. It was almost a year ago that she had been in the same exact spot she was in. She took a seat across from her with the donut she had bought this morning with Olivia in mind.

"I'm sorry for snapping at you," she breathed heavily as the baby kicked her hard on her side. "This morning had just been one of the worst I've felt. I yelled at Peter for no reason and left him on bad terms," she really was being a bitch this morning.

"Well..." Amanda handed over the donut and Olivia accepted it no doubt. "I know it's annoying to blame it on your hormones, but I mean that really is it- that's all. Our bodies are changing and getting us ready to squeeze an eight pound baby out. So yeah, we're a little irrational sometimes," that earned a laugh from Olivia. Amanda was good at that. She always found a way to make Olivia feel so much better, which she wouldn't have ever imagined their relationship being like.

"I guess I should apologize to Peter, huh?" Her eyebrow rose and she half smiled when she took a bite from her donut. This morning she was getting dressed for work and in so much pain. Peter had pushed for her to stay home and catch up on resting, of course she told him no but he kept on pushing at her.

"No way! He's the reason you're in this position," Olivia chuckled and realized Amanda was partially right, but she was going to call Peter and make things right from this morning. He did so much for her throughout these last nine months, and her yelling at him was the last thing he deserved.

"You are so right but I think I'm still gonna call him," Amanda scoffed and playfully rolled her eyes at her. He was fifty percent responsible for her being in this predicament, but he had been such a trooper through her hormonal mood swings.

"You must really love that man," she shook her head and chuckled.

"More than he'll ever know."

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It was only seven in the evening and Olivia was already home having dinner with Noah. It became a mandatory thing between her and Peter that she be home no later than 6. It gave him peace of mind that she wasn't overworking herself. Which she didn't have any intention of fighting him on. It became a countdown to how much longer it would be until she was officially full term and could go into labor at any moment.

She sat on the couch in the living room watching the news while Noah sat at the island of the kitchen working on his spelling. Olivia normally stayed away from the news after spending her days surrounded by the crimes in the city already. She had heard through the grapevine that Rob Miller could possibly be let out on bail, and it had her a bit on edge. In the back of her mind she knew he would find a way to ease his way into being let out on bond.