The Therapist Friend

What Amaro Did

Olivia's P.O.V

       After Rayne gave her statement, my head is everywhere. The only thing that makes sense is the way she was acting last night. We get a call not long after and I have to put everything into that.

       Work gets hectic between arrests and hearings I've been running non-stop. I haven't seen or so much thought about her since that day. We haven't run into each other at home or work. Now that it's the end of the week things are slowing down a bit. Casey came in today telling me the date of Sonya's trial since she plead not guilty. She wants me to be the one to tell Ray.

       I lock myself away debating whether I should call her or just tell her face to face. I pick up my phone but think better of it. Asking Fin to cover the rest of my shift I head out about a half hour early. Now she's all I can think about again. Checking the time there's a good chance she's home since the therapy office is closed. I text my babysitter letting her know I'll be a bit late.

       Walking past my own apartment door I knock on hers. It is silent for a moment and then I hear footsteps. She pulls open the door wearing what only looks like a hoodie. "You are not the Chinese I food ordered..." Stepping aside she gestures for me to come inside. "I'm assuming this is about the trial in two weeks." Sitting on the couch she pulls her legs up tucking them into the bottom of her hoodie. "Sonya called me from Rikers. Before you ask, I did try to tell you guys but somehow my charges have made their way around. Armani or Amaro whatever the fuck his name is had the audacity to ask if I was making the complaint sober or not. I've relapsed once in four years, and I own up to that. From her, I would have expected it but from your squad... cops really are all the same." Shaking her head, she lets out a laugh and not one of humor.

       I turn my whole body to face her. "I promise I didn't know about that call. No one told me you had called. I also don't know how anyone found out about your charges. No one should have been listening in. I'm going to find out who leaked the information and Amaro's ass is going to be on a platter." Dropping her head, she looks at me for the first time since I've arrived.

       "None of it matters Olivia. She's going to walk free because I'll always just be a junkie. I appreciate you trying, and God do I owe you everything for coming when I called but you need to let this one go. It's just not worth it." There's another knock on the door and she gets up to get it.

       Standing up myself I follow her to the door. She pays getting the food. "It is worth it Ray because you're worth it. I can't just let this go. We walked in with her on top of you! Her initials are carved into your torso for Christ's sake!" She looks at me with a blank expression I've seen too many times before.

       Looking at the floor she doesn't say a word. Taking a breath, I know better than to try to push it right now. Stepping around her she clicks the door shut behind me. Turning around I stare at the door for a moment. Unlocking my own door, I step inside being tackled by the only light that there seems to be in my life.

       The next morning, I walk into the precinct on a war path. I called Casey first thing this morning telling her to meet me there. I'd also called in my whole team I wanted everyone there. "All of you my office now!" Not even stopping I link up with the redhead and they all follow us. Waiting until they're all inside I slam the door shut startling everyone. "Which one of you thought it was okay to spread Rayne Lennox's charges around the pen?" Immediately Munch and Fin look at each other stepping back. That leaves three and they're all looking guilty. "I already know about the fact that Sonya called her and you Amaro thought It was appropriate to ask her if she was sober." The other two seem shocked by that revelation. "Munch and Fin, you guys are good to head out." They practically run out of the room shutting the door behind them.

       Carrisi is the first one to look up from the floor. "I didn't know he did that, but I was there when the speaker got 'accidentally' hit during her interview. The only ones who were listening were Nick and me Amanda had nothing to do with it. She was told after it all happened and trust us, she's already given us an ear full. I know it was wrong and I should have never gone along with it. I'll take whatever punishment I have coming to me." Rubbing his neck the other two still haven't looked up.

       I'm angry, beyond angry with all three of them. "I'm going to file a formal complaint and put you on desk duty for the next two weeks. If IAB decides to take further action I will not step in. You're dismissed detective." He hangs his head and leaves the room. "Nick you better have a good explanation otherwise I'm coming for your shield." His head jerks up at my threat.

       Stuttering his face heats up red. "I-I was just trying to make sure the case fell through. She said it herself the way they met and with her being a junkie the defense is going to tear her apart." Hearing him call her junkie my whole body heats up.

       Rounding my desk, I stand toe to toe with him. "If I ever hear you call her or anyone a junkie again IAB will be the least of your worries. You are suspended for a month with no pay and there is going to be a full investigation into your actions. Get out of my office. NOW!" Slamming my hand on my desk he jumps getting out of there as fast as possible.

       Rubbing my face Amanda is practically in tears by this point. "I should have told you when they told me. I didn't know it was going to get all the way around the office and I didn't know about the call I swear. If you think you feel bad, I canceled my appointment with her this week and just went to a meeting." Turning to Casey she's really interested the books on my shelf.

       Leaning against my desk I cross my arms over my chest. "She's gone above and beyond her job title for you and this is how you repay her. You were in that room with me. You watched Sonya plow into her while she struggled and screamed. You watched her blood stain that mattress. The night we went out to dinner she relapsed, and you've stood around here all week listening to them call her a junkie and did nothing. She doesn't think it's even worth pursuing at this point due to your guy's actions. She doesn't think she's worth it. I'm passed being mad at I'm just so fucking disappointed in you. You're dismissed." Pointing to the door she wipes her face before exiting.

       Returning to the other side of the desk I drop down into my chair. "You're taking this one a bit personally, aren't you?" The redhead sits down in the chair across from me. "I mean I get it being an ADA myself it's giving Hogan's place a bad rep all the way around the board." Leaning forward I place my hands flat against my desk.

       "This isn't about reputation Novack. This is about a woman who was brutally raped and a squad who's trying to humiliate her. We all have things in our past that we're not proud of. She's grown and changed. She's got her life together and that woman just tore it apart and we helped. How do you forgive that?" Casey stands flattening out her skirt.

       Grabbing her briefcase, she heads for the door. Opening it she stops. "We don't, we get her justice." Leaving my office, it's now just me.

Rayne's P.O.V

       Finishing up my week I move around my appointments for the next three. My dad's taking on most of them for the time being until I get back and start recommending them to other therapists. I'm supposed to be with a potential employer at the beginning of the month and I want to have everything done by then even if I don't take the job. I make it home late and begin packing my bag.

       I need time and I need to not be here. Alex, Piper, and I booked seats on the next flight to Bora Bora. She has a nice little private beach house over there. The plan is to stay there until the trial. It keeps her and her minions from getting to me and gets me out. It's booked for early tomorrow morning, so I call it a night early.