Rolivia One Shots

Ignite

Category: Fluff, Drabble, nothing serious
Rating: T/K
Words: 1608

Amanda Rollins is that person, the person that cannot sleep unless she's completely naked. Completely naked or so far beyond exhausted that it's incomprehensible. That's the person the blonde detective is. At home, it's fine. At work, during an inexcusably tortuous case, it isn't so fine.

Every detective of the Manhattan Special Victims Unit had been working for the last thirty six hours straight. Engulfed in a case that meant no one was able to go home, and no one was able to shower, barely able to even find time to eat. Of course they had caught the perpetrator, after a high speed chase across the city. Now they were all desperately trying to finish their paperwork in order to get home for some much needed rest, to freshen up before the next horrific crime hit the squad.

The squad had taken turns throughout the previous night to sleep for two hours at a time. Amanda however had declined, and now her head was beginning to droop whilst she desperately tried to catch up on her paperwork. Her colleagues bustling around grumpily also working on their DD5's, dotting the i's and crossing the t's, ready for Barba to try the case of their latest victim. The blonde woman's head lulled again, bobbing around on her shoulders loosely. Unable to hold her head up or control what her body was doing due to sheer exhaustion.

"Amanda, go get your head down in the cribs for an hour." Her boss, lieutenant Benson calls from her office, clearly having seen the blonde struggling to stay awake.

"Lieu, I'm ok." Detective Rollins tries to protest.

"Rollins, it's not negotiable. Now go." Olivia tells her, having stood from her desk, now hovering in the doorway to her office.

Detective Rollins stands from her desk, suddenly very disgruntled at actually being able to get her head down, even though she knows she should be relieved. The blonde easily preferred the discomfort and major back ache that followed from sleeping at her desk, to the tossing and turning that often took place when trying to get an hour in the cribs. Amanda knew she couldn't fully settle and relax without the coolness of crisp sheets flush to her bare skin. It was something the younger blonde had learnt in her early teenage years.

Flopping down on one of the many empty beds within the bunkroom, Amanda contemplates her options for a few minutes. She could sit on one of the beds and would probably fall asleep, such was the exhaustion currently gripping her tightly, or she could get comfortable underneath the covers and get a more restful sleep.

In a split second decision, the blonde stripped off her suit pants, button down and bra, before sliding under the covers. In mere seconds, Amanda was dead to the world. Consumed by the lull of darkness and relaxation.

Three hours later, both Fin and Carisi had long gone, leaving Olivia Benson all alone in the squad room. Fin being the good colleague and partner that he was, had finished Amanda's DD5's off before heading out. It was getting on for late evening, the lieutenant was just finishing up checking through her paperwork. Getting ready to finally head home and see her son. She missed Noah dearly when they caught a case that meant she couldn't get home to see her five year old boy. She imagined Amanda felt the same about Jesse. What mother wouldn't?

Packing up her things, Olivia decided to go and wake her blonde detective so that she could go home to her daughter as well.

Lieutenant Benson was the only other member of the SVU squad that hadn't slept at all during the case they had just closed, and the idea of climbing stairs was almost overwhelming in her tiredness. But the brunette knew Amanda would appreciate not being left here alone overnight, and being able to go home and sleep in her own bed. It was one of the small pleasures after a case like this. Heading home and collapsing in the comfort of your own home surrounded by family. Something the older woman had only learnt a few years ago when she began fostering Noah.

Gently nudging the door of the cribs open, Olivia entered the room slowly and quietly. Giving herself a minute for her eyes to adjust to the darkness within the room. The moonlight pouring through one of the small windows was enough to allow a small amount of light. Just enough for the room to be dimly lit whilst being dark enough to sleep in.