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Chapter 12

Amanda's P.O.V

I watch her fall to the floor before my body and mind react. I pull my phone out and dial the emergency router's number.

"911, what's your emergency?" a male voice asks.

"I need an ambulance sent to my apartment. My girlfriend just passed out and I don't know why. Please, I need an ambulance to get here as soon a possible." I beg them. "All of our ambulances are out at the moment." the man says calmly. I let out a sigh. "My name is Detective Amanda Rollins, I work in the Special Victims Unit in the NYPD. The woman who is passed out in Olivia Benson, my partner. So either you get an ambulance here or I move her myself." I growl. "Fine, fine. Sending an ambulance to your apartment." the man says.

"Thank you." I say I end the call and put my phone away. Bending down I rest my ear on Liv's chest. She's breathing, but barely. I keep a hold on her wrist, my fingers keeping track of her pulse.

There's a knock on my door and then two EMT's walk in with a stretcher. I walk behind them, after locking my door. One of the EMT's helps me into into the back so that I can sit with Liv. I hold her hand.

The woman EMT, whose name is Clara puts a heart monitor on Liv's chest. I don't say anything as Clara sticks an IV into Liv's arm.

We pull up to the E.R and they make me get out before they wheel Liv out. I follow them into the E.R and watch as doctors speed around. I see the surgeons as they quickly jog into the trauma room. I know that they've got her, so I walk into the waiting room.

A nurse walks over to me and hands me a clipboard to sign Liv in. I recognize her. "Carla?" I'm incredulous. She looks at me. "Do I know you?" she asks. "Carla, it's me Mandy." I tell her. "Amanda? How are you? I didn't recognize you with blonde hair!" she says. She sits down next to me. "So who are you here for?" she asks.

"I'm here for Olivia Benson. She's staying at my place, and she passed out. So I didn't know what to do other than call the emergency router and he was an ass. Then I told him who I am and who she is and he sent us an ambulance." I explain.

Carla nods. "Are you two a- you know-?" she asks me. I shake my head. A surgeon walks up to me. I stand up, "We are taking her into surgery now." she says. I nod as she walks away. Carl stayed seated through this the entire time.

"Do they know what's wrong with her?" I ask quietly. Carla looks at me. "I don't know." she says quietly.