Amanda's P.O.V
I drive to the precinct in my car, while Liv carpools with me. She still can't get into her car after that night.
My top lip quivers as I try not to cry. Blinking back the tears, I focus on the road. Liv looks at me but doesn't say anything. I feel her gaze on me the entire time we are driving.
She's silent as we pull up and get out of the car. I don't say anything until we get to the elevator. The silence on the ride up is so deafening that I finally make myself speak.
"Liv, I could help you look for a place if you want." my voice is quiet. "No, it's fine. You've already done so much for me, I couldn't." she says.
"I don't mind. Really." I insist. She shakes her head. "No Amanda. It's fine. I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself." she says. I don't believe her, but I nod anyways.
We don't look at each other as we wait for the elevator to stop at our floor. I push a button and the elevator stops. "Amanda, what-?"
I cover the camera with my jacket and press a finger against her lips. She closes her mouth.
"Don't say anything. Okay?" I ask. She nods. I remove my finger and she goes to talk.
"What are you doing?" she asks. "Something I should have done a long time ago." I tell her. I step closer to her. Liv steps back. I take another step closer to her and she steps back. Her back is against the wall.
I take one more step and lean in. "I'm gonna kiss you now." I whisper. "Okay." she whispers softly. I press my lips to hers. She wraps her arms around my waist and leans into me. I pull away and take a deep breath before leaning in again. I sweep my tongue against her soft lip and she opens her mouth.
I sit up in bed with a gasp. I look next to me and see that the bed is empty. She left a week ago. My phone rings and I lean over to answer it. It's my boss.
"Sir?" I ask. "Rollins, you need to get to the station." he orders. "Why?" I ask, standing up, and pulling on pants and a shirt. "It's Liv. You need to get down here and talk some sense into her. She wants to resign." he tells me. "I'm on my way." I reply immediately.
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I shut my car of and unbuckle. Shoving my keys into my pocket, I run into the elevator and push the button. It's moving too slow, I think to myself. I push the button harder and harder, quicker, and quicker. Finally, the elevator stops at the floor I want.
Cragen looks at me as I walk into the squad room. "Where is she?" I ask. My hands are in my hips. "Locker room." he replies. I walk away and down the hallway.
She turns as soon as I walk in. "Amanda." she says. "Liv."
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FanfictionOlivia Benson. An NYPD detective in the Special Victims Unit. Known for putting away rapists and murderers. What happens when something dreadful happens to her? Will her squad be there for her? Will she overcome it? Or will she throw away her life...