Contains spoilers for "Deadly Ambition." I thought Kelli Giddish was phenomenal. My heart broke for her.

Takes place after the final scene in Amanda's apartment

Disclaimer: I don't own SVU


Fin watched wordlessly as the piece of paper slowly floated out of Amanda Rollin's hands.

In a week her life fell apart.

Her sister- her own flesh and blood had played her like a record, over and over again.

She lied to her, framed her for murder and took every piece of her life away.

The events had taken its toll on Amanda.

You could see it in her face- her tired features, her once shiny and bouncy blonde hair, dull and lifeless, her strong shoulders which stand tall and proud are now slumped and carrying the weight of the world.

The paper glided to the floor. In the dead silence of the now empty apartment, the paper sounded like a bomb dropping.

Fin watched from behind. Amanda's knees gave and she crumbled to the floor in defeat.

She placed her head in her hands and her shoulders began to shake.

You can only stay strong for so long.

Rollin's was never one to cry in front of others.

Crying is a sign of being weak- and Rollin's is ANYTHING but weak.

She has gone through so much in her short lifetime. Fin slowly walked up to the sitting blonde and kneeled down to her height.

Maybe it was because she was on the floor, but she looked so much smaller then usual.

Fin thought of Amanda as his little sister.

They get each other.

Amanda tensed at Fin's contact and tried to pull away, but eventually gave up and let him hold her as she cried.

She cried for her sister, and her apartment, and the little niece of nephew she got her hopes up for.

1,000 tears and twenty minutes later, Amanda slowly rised from the floor.

She took a deep breath and wiped her face, pushing her bangs back and sighing. "Thanks Fin. Sorry. I- I need to be alone right now."

She said turning to look out the window, not able to face him after she broke down.

She starred as the cars went by, slowly hoping Fin would leave.

Fin didn't want to leave the blonde alone, but he didn't want to crowd her so he stayed for a few more minutes as she settled down and left.

Once he reached the bottom floor of her apartment complex, he pulled out his phone, calling a number he knows all to well.

A half an hour later there was a light knock on the blondes door.

She didn't realize how long she was standing starring out the window.

Her apartment was growing darker.

She made her way to the door, looking through the peephole.

She sighed when she saw the brunette detective at her door.

She knew Fin had called her.

She reached to undo the chain; quickly realizing it was still broken.

She opened the door and the brunette smiled with a bag of take out in her hand and a bottle of wine.

"Figured you could use something to eat." Olivia said, looking around the blonde into her empty apartment.

"Thanks." The blonde said, offering a small smile, which quickly faded. "I, um, I don't have a table, or chairs… or plates." She said running her hands through her hair, closing the door behind the brunette as she walked in.

Olivia looked around the apartment.

Fin was right, Kim took everything.

"Pick a chair." Amanda said, her voice laced with pain and sarcasm.

Olivia took a seat on the hard wood floor and patted for Amanda to join her.

The two sat in silence and ate.

It was more like Olivia ate and watched as Amanda pushed her food back and forth in the container.

Olivia pulled the cork from the wine and poured two SOLO cups full.

She watched over the brim of her cup as Amanda drank the entire cup.

"Listen Amanda." Olivia said, breaking the awkward silence. "You are MORE then welcome to stay with me if you want. I have some clothes you can wear and the squad- we can help you sort this out. We'll get things back on track for you. I promise." Olivia said, searching in the blonde's eyes.

"Thanks Liv. I've already done enough damage though." Amanda said, finishing her second straight cup of wine.

"What damage? You didn't ask for this Amanda- Kim played you. She played us all." Olivia said.

"Life's a bitch, ain't it?" Amanda said.

The room was growing darker by the minute.

"Where are you going to sleep? What are you going to wear? You can't just sit here in the dark." Olivia questioned.

"That was the plan." Amanda said, dryly.

"Amanda please. Let us help you. Please." Olivia pleaded, looking into the blonde's eyes.

"How can you help me? I can't be helped. The only person I have- the only person I had… Look what she did to me. I gave her everything, and look what she did to me." Amanda said, her voice shaking. "Unless you can undo this all, I can't be helped."

Amanda quickly wiped a tear away.

She'd be damned if she let another person see her cry.

"I can't undo this, but I can help you move past it. Please Amanda." Olivia said reaching across her lap for the blonde's hands.

Amanda looked up when Olivia grabbed her hands.

Their eyes met.

Olivia's brown, warm and caring.

Amanda's blue, cold with a lifetime of pain behind them.

"Let me help you." Olivia whispered as the tears finally fell from Amanda's eyes.

Her eyes closed, more tears slipping as she gave up and nodded.

"Everything's going to be okay." Olivia said, giving the blonde's hands a shake.

"Everything's gonna be okay." Amanda slowly repeated as she sighed.


A/N: Thanks for reading, let me know what you think. I'm thinking of continuing it into a two shot or short multi-chapter story.