Olivia's eyes fluttered open, she stared around weakly. Her eyes were going in and out of focus and there was a loud ringing in her ears.
She heard talking but could not comprehend the words at first, "You guys alright back there?"
It was Amaro, he sounded distant and weak but at least he was talking.
"I'm here, my heads ringing but I think I am alright." The brunette heard herself answer, she was slowly testing to make sure the rest of her body was okay. She wiggled her toes, flexed her hands and slowly began to turn her head.
As she did she noticed the glass that littered the seat next to her and the bloody hand beneath it.
Olivia's eyes rose slowly, her breath catching in her throat as she remembered she had not been alone in the back seat.
The cab was dark, dim light streaming in from the street light and the flashing four ways of the tractor trailer were the only reason Olivia could even see.
She carefully removed her seat belt and leaned over closer to the blonde, "Amanda?" She croaked, her voice faint even to her own ears.
There was no response from the younger woman, Olivia frowned as she noticed the dark trail of crimson coming from Amanda's right temple.
Her hand trembled as she raised it to push some of the blonde hair back, her fingers brushing against soft flesh as she searched for a pulse.
Olivia's breath held for a moment until finally a thready heartbeat met her fingertips, she sat back slightly. Relief flooding her as she reached down to the floor to retrieve her phone from her jacket.
Almost twenty four hours had passed since the crash, Amaro and Olivia had been evacuated first. Their injuries hadn't appeared to be very severe at the time but despite protests from both detectives the paramedics had loaded them into an ambulance.
Fin and Munch had updated them upon their arrival to the hospital, it had taken five hours to get Amanda out of the wreckage. Olivia hadn't realized it but the car door had buckled under the force of the collision. Part of the door had pinned Amanda's right leg to the seat, cutting deeply into the flesh of her thigh.
Olivia had tried to ask about her partner's condition but no one had an answer. The blonde had been immediately rushed in for surgery in an attempt to save her leg and stop the blood flow.
Fin and Munch were already long gone, back to the precinct to continue to work on the case. Amaro was resting and still under observation after sustaining a bad head injury upon impact.
"Excuse me, you're here with Amanda, right?"
Olivia blinked, looking up from her hands at the nurse who was peeking around the corner to the waiting room. "Yes, I'm her partner."
The woman nodded, a knowing smile tugging at her lips. Olivia paused a moment, realizing the woman had misunderstood her. Her hand twitched to grab her badge but instead she stood and smoothed down her jacket. She just wanted to see Amanda.
"I see, well... It's passed visiting hours but I'll sneak you in."
Olivia nodded, following the woman down the hall to where Amanda was now resting. She thanked the nurse, grateful to hear the door close quietly behind her. A small frown tugged at the brunette's lips as she took in the younger woman's condition.
The gash just above Amanda's temple appeared to have been stitched and covered in gauze, scratches covered her face from the shattered glass. Bruising lined a good portion of the right side of her face and upper arm. Olivia could feel her eyes beginning to burn as she pulled a chair up to the blonde's bed side.
