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Chapter 18 - Part 1

Amanda's P.O.V

Lindsey Olsen sits in front of me with a small box. It's been two weeks since her rape and the trial is tomorrow. I watch as she offers me the box.

"I took the test this morning." she whispers. I pull on a pair of white latex gloves and pull the used stick out of the box. Two lines cover the little window. "You're pregnant?" I ask.

"Yes. I think. I have an ob-gyn appointment tomorrow morning at ten to see if I really am." she says quietly. There isn't a smile on her face.

"I have to tell Sergeant Benson. You know that right?" I ask. She nods. "I know." she replies. Her green eyes are hard, the eyes of someone that's been hurt and now they are paying the price.

I turn around and start to walk to Liv's office. I knock on the door. Even if she's my girlfriend, I'm still going to treat her with respect at work.

"Detective Rollins, how may I help you?" she asks looking up at me. I watch as she lifts her glasses and sets them on top of her head. "May I come in?" I ask. She nods, gesturing for me to shut the door.

Walking in I toss her the box and shut the door. "Put on latex gloves before you open it." I warn. She nods and puts on a pair of gloves. I watch as she opens the box and reads the stick. She gasps softly.

"Is this yours?" she asks. I shake my head. "Sorry Liv, but it's not. It's Ms. Olsen's pregnancy test. She has a ob-gyn appointment tomorrow." I tell my boss.

Liv nods. "Okay, I want you to go with her. Not for protection just so the defense can't say that she is lying about being pregnant." she says.

I nod and turn around. On second thought I close the blinds and lock the door. "Amanda what are you doing?" she asks. "I'm giving you a kiss in your office." I tell her.

I kiss her lips gently. "I'll see you tonight?" I ask. She shakes her head. "I'm going to be here all night getting ready for tomorrow's trial." she whispers. I nod. "Okay. Well, I love you. And I will see you tomorrow." I whisper. She nods. I open the blinds and unlock the door before leaving her office.

I see Ms. Olsen sitting at my desk. "Ms. Olsen?" I ask. She stands up. "What did your boss say?" she asks. "My boss said that I have to go with you to your appointment tomorrow." I tell her. The young woman nods.

"Okay. Thank you." she says. I nod. "Do you have a piece of paper?" she asks. I nod and give her my notebook. She writes something down in the notebook and hands it back to me.

"That is the address of the ob-gyn clinic." she says. I nod. "I'll meet you there tomorrow." I tell her. "Okay, see you tomorrow." she says. I nod.

A hand touches my shoulder. I turn around and see Nick standing there with his arms crossed. "What was that?" he growls. "What was what?" I ask. I honestly have no idea what he's talking about.

"Where are you going tomorrow? To her house so you can sleep with her?" he's yelling at me. "I was ordered to go with Ms. Olsen to her appointment tomorrow morning at ten." I reply calmly.

"Then why the hell were you two over here whispering?" he shouts. Liv's office door slams open.

"What the hell going on here?" she shouts. Nick shuts up. "Sergeant Benson, Detective Amaro here was implying that I am going to go to a victim's apartment tomorrow and sleep with her." I tell her calmly.

Her eyes snap to Nick. "Detective Amaro, I specifically ordered Detective Rollins to go to the victim's ob-gyn appointment tomorrow morning." Liv says. "Yes, Sergeant." he says. "Apologize." Liv demands. "I'm sorry Detective Amanda Rollins for assuming that you were going to sleep with a victim." he says.

"Rollins?" Liv asks. "Apology accepted." I reply. Liv starts to turn around and stops.

"Oh, and Nick?" she asks. "Yes, Liv?" he asks. "If you ever-ever yell at my girlfriend again-I personally will put you on desk duty." she threatens him. He visibly swallows. "Yes, Liv." he squeaks.

"Amanda. My office." she orders. I nod and toss my notebook on my desk. I walk into Liv's office just as she is pulling the blinds down. I shut the door behind me and pull the blinds down on it.

She lightly grabs my upper arm and looks me in the eye. "Did he hit you?" she asks. I shake my head.

"I'm fine." I tell her. She nods. "I'm serious, Liv. I'm fine." I growl. She smiles. "I know." she whispers. I nod and she wraps her arms around my waist. I hug her, knowing she needs this more than I do. She pulls away a little but and I peck her lips.

"I'm not going anywhere." I whisper. "Promise?" she whispers. "I promise." my voice is a whisper. She smiles and nods. I let my arms fall away from her sides and step away.

I force myself to start crying. Liv's eyes widen, "No, no. Don't cry." she says, wiping the tears. I laugh. "Don't worry. The tears are fake." I whisper. She stops.

"We are going to make them think we just had a big fight." I whisper. She nods, smiling slightly.

I kiss her lips and let the tears continue welling up. I pull away from her and rush towards the door. I swing the door open.

I don't say anything as I rush out. Grabbing my jacket I start to run out the door. "Amanda. Stop." Liv says. I stop and look at her. She doesn't say anything, but I see the amusement dancing behind her eyes.

I turn on my heel, running out of the squad room and down the stairs. I make it to my car and I sit in the driver's seat. My hands are wet with tears and I sniffle.

The tears are fake but the fight felt real, even though it didn't happen. My passenger door opens and Nick climbs in.

"Did I do that?" he asks.

"Yeah. You planted the idea that I was going to cheat on her. Good going Nick. You may have just cost me the thing I love the most." my tone is angry, but inside I'm dying of laughter.

"I'm so sorry. I really did think that you were going to cheat on her with that woman." he apologizes.

"That woman was a victim. I would never sleep with a victim unless I loved them." I tell him. He looks like he's about to explode. "What Nick?" I ask, letting out a weary sigh.

"Oh nothing. Except you did sleep with a victim." he says. My face falls. "I know you slept with Liv." he says.

My eyes narrow on their own accord. "How?" I question. "Whenever Liv or I say the word 'hangover' to one another it means we are staying home to have sex." he says.

I groan. Leaning over across his lap I pull the handle on the door. It opens up and I point at it. "Get out." I growl. He holds his hands up in surrender and climbs out of my car.

I start my car and drive to the apartment that I share with Liv. Unlocking the door, I open it and step inside.

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