Chapter 2

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Slowly, Amy regained consciousness, opened her eyes and tried to sit up "Easy Santiago, it's okay." Rosa didn't want to risk Amy trying to get up in case she was injured or fainted again, so she pinned Amy to the floor firmly but gently. "Just relax." "Amy relaxed but protested with a whine. She was an NYPD police officer, she deserved respect, and being held down in a filthy bathroom was not respect. "Dude, I need you to relax, I don't know if you're hurt yet and I don't want you to make it worse." Amy stopped struggling and stared at Rosa, a look of bemusement on her face. "Did you just admit you're worried about me?" Rosa looked away "Maybe." Amy smiled to herself. Rosa Diaz cares about her. "I knew you were a big ol' softie deep down." She whispered. Rosa groaned but let it slide. "I'm going to let go now, but don't try to get up just yet, okay?" Amy nodded, still smiling.

Rosa stood up and stretched, trying to decide whether or not to risk moving Amy. She sighed and crouched down next to Amy. "Before I move you, does anywhere hurt?" Amy frowned "Wait, what?" "Answer the question." Amy shook her head "No, I don't think so, but why are you moving me?" " I left my phone at my desk, and I'm not happy leaving you so I'm gonna carry you to my desk so I can call an ambulance." Amy's smile vanished. "No ambulance." She tried to sit up, only to be pushed back down by Rosa."Santiago, you're sick, you need help." Amy shook her head, once again trying to sit up."Fuck off Rosa, I'm not going to the hospital." Rosa sucked in a breath, Amy had never sworn at her before. Her first instinct was to threaten Amy into going to the hospital, but she knew they'd let her leave if she wanted to while she was there and it wasn't practical to stay with Amy the entire time. "Alright. No hospital."

Five minutes later, Amy was sat against the wall with Rosa standing in front of her. "I don't want you to freak out, but we need to decide what to do." Rosa wondered why Amy was so scared of the hospital but decided against asking, for now. "I'm not a medical professional, I mean sure I did three years of Med school, but I don't know how to help you as much as I'd like, so I shouldn't be doing this." Amy blinked. Rosa had gone to medical school? "I say we get you out of here, take you to a doctor and get you referred to someone who can help." Amy gave a tiny nod "Okay. But only if you stay with me." Rosa's lips upturned in a tiny smile "Deal."

. "Are you okay to stand and walk to my car?" Amy was weak, tired and dizzy. "I don't think so... I mean I can try." Rosa shook her head "Too risky. I'm going to carry you downstairs and put you in my car to save you the embarrassment of being carried down the street, okay?" Amy looked worried "What if someone sees us? I don't want people knowing I fainted." Rosa gritted her teeth as she pictured the scene "I tell them it's none of their business." Amy smiled at Rosa's protectiveness. "I don't think that'll work with our bunch." Rosa crouched beside Amy "Then you slipped and sprained your ankle, and I'm taking you to the doctor." Amy nodded, satisfied with the plan. There was a pause before she looked into Rosa's deep brown eyes "Thank you." Rosa looked away, suddenly uncomfortable. "For not making me go to the hospital I mean." Rosa grunted "No problem."

It was obvious Amy was underweight, probably dangerously so, but yet Rosa was surprised at just how light she was when she slid her arms under her and carried her towards the bullpen. Amy was enjoying the ride almost too much. She loved how strong Rosa was, and if nothing else she felt safe and protected while snuggled up to her, which was something she hasn't felt in a long time. Rosa glanced down at the tiny frame that rested in her arms and smiled.

"I didn't realise this was an officer and a gentleman situation!" Peralta quipped, his childish grin plastered across his face as the duo made their way through the bullpen. "Shut up Peralta" both ladies retorted simultaneously. Everyone had turned around to stare and make smart ass comments, even Gina glanced up from her phone to laugh and take a photo. "This is going straight on my Instagram page!"

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