Okay, so I haven't written fanfiction since my Gilmore Girls and Veronica Mars days. Please go easy on me; it's been a LONG time.

Oh, and this is super fluffy. Warning you now if that isn't your thing!

Disclaimer: I don't own Rookie Blue or any of the characters. I just dream about having Nick's babies.

"Babe, wake up."

I rolled over towards my very pregnant wife, immediately asking "Chocolate, or vanilla?"

Andy scrunched her eyebrows together in confusion and said, "Huh?"

I stroked her swollen belly affectionately and couldn't keep the smile off my face. I still couldn't believe that this amazing woman was my wife, let alone the mother of my child.

Laughing, I responded, "What flavor ice cream this time?" I was always prepared for her late-night cravings. If it wasn't burritos at midnight, it was ice cream or candy at 2am.

She swatted my hand away playfully. "I'm not always hungry, Nick."

"Oh, so you don't want ice cream, huh?" Smirking, I crept my hand underneath my old Army t-shirt currently stretched around her belly.

"Different kind of craving?" While I was happy to oblige her many food cravings, I much preferred waking up to a hormone-crazed Andy straddling me with another kind of desperate need.

She laughed as I began moving the shirt up below her breasts, kissing her stomach.

She cradled my head and sighed towards her belly, "Your daddy is such a horn ball."

I smirked against her skin as I finally divested her of the shirt. I continued my trek up to her lips, kissing her until we were both out of breath.

"Don't be telling my little peanut dirty things about me." I mumbled against her lips.

Andy broke away from me, lightly smacking my chest. "Ah ha! That right there is exactly why I woke you up!"

Lazily kissing her neck, I just hummed in confusion. She stroked the nape of my neck, sighing contently. "Nick, seriously stop for two seconds. I finally found the perfect name!"

I popped my head up quickly, searching her excited eyes. "What, really?"

We only had 4 weeks left until our baby girl was due, and we still hadn't been able to agree on a name. Andy was convinced that her name had to be something special; she didn't want to just pick a name out of a book. It had to mean something to both of us.

"Dakotah." She said with a huge smile.

Matching her grin, I reverently said, "Dakotah Collins."

"It's perfect, right? I mean if it wasn't for that undercover op, we never would have ended up together."

I looked into her teary eyes and whispered, "I love it."

Crawling back to her bump, I whispered, "Whadya think, peanut? Do you like Dakotah?" I felt a little thump against my hand in response.

Andy giggled happily and said, "I think that means she likes it. Who would have thought that I would be thankful to a bunch of meth dealers? I can't even imagine what my life would be like if we never went on that operation."

"It would have taken longer, but we would have found our way to each other eventually."

She bit her lip and regarded me carefully. "You really believe that? I was so stubbornly hung up on Sam."

She watched me carefully as she said his name; he may be happily dating Marlo, but Andy knew he was a sore subject for me. It took us a long time to move past all of the Sam issues. I can't say there aren't times when I catch Sam gazing longingly at my wife and have to reign in my anger.

As soon as I realized that Andy never did more than glance back, I knew Sam was wasting his time. Who wouldn't regret giving up Andy? She was all mine, and I would never let her go.

Stroking her bottom lip with my thumb I said, "Trust me, I would have worn you down. From the moment I met you, I knew there was something special about you."

She playfully bit my thumb, soothing it with her tongue. "Well, I do know that I thought you were incredibly hot."

Replacing my thumb with my lips, I sucked her tongue into my mouth. We aggressively attacked the others lips, biting and sucking.

Pulling away for some much-needed air, I gasped, "Good to know that my wife is after me for my looks. Finally, the truth comes out."

Smirking, Andy ran her hand down my cheek, grasping my chin and staring into my eyes. "I love you so much, Nick. You're hotness is just a yummy bonus."

I laughed and kissed the tip of her nose. "I love you too, baby. And your hotness is most definitely the icing on an awesome cake."

"Ohhh, chocolate!" She moaned.

"See! I knew you wanted something sweet. Hubby of the year, right here!"

Laughing, her hands crept down to my backside, pulling me towards her. "You're right, I do want something sweet… And afterwards, you're going to get me some cake, hubby."

"Yes, maam." I mumbled against her lips.

Whoa, that was a lot of fluff. I can't help it; McCollins just makes me want the super sweet. I mean, just look at all the smiles and sweet looks…