When I woke up the world around me was dark, heavy. I recognized the unforgettable scent that came with being in a hospital, and I could hear the machines around me, buzzing, whirring, chirping- showing signs of life. I began taking inventory my body. Wiggling my fingers and toes I decided that I wasn't paralyzed. I couldn't bend my leg but I could feel it, the pain was like a fire burning it's way through the muscles. I stopped there, unwilling to find anymore pain like the kind I found writhing it's way through my leg.

Slowly I opened my eyes, everything was blurry but I could make out parts of the room around me. To the right of the bed was a chair, in it was a person slumped forward, head on my bed, asleep. To the left was a window to the hallway outside of my room. I could see people, presumably nurses and doctors, walking by. I could see a water pitcher next to the bed. Water.

"Water." I husked out in a voice I didn't recognize. I wondered just how long my voice had been silent, how long had I been in this bed?

"Amanda?" a voice came from the was sleeping form next to my bed.

"Water."

Quickly she rose from the chair and filled a cup with water and brought the straw to my lips. I sucked greedily, relishing in the feeling of the cool liquid flowing over my dried tongue. "You scared the hell out of me, you know that? You scared all of us." That voice so filled with concern and worry was also laced with tears.

"Liv?" I asked, hoping it really was her. My vision was still blurred, so I couldn't clearly make out her face, and I badly wanted to see her eyes. Those eyes were always so knowing, so full of love and understanding. I needed to see those beautiful eyes.

"it's me honey, I'm here. I've been here the whole time. You've been here a week. Do you remember what happened?" she asked, covering my hand with hers, interlacing our fingers together.

"I remember we got a lead on Vasquez. You and I went to the address. The last thing I remember is seeing Elsie tied to the bars covering the window. Everything is a bit hazy after that." I said trying to remember what happened next.

"Well, we knocked down the door when we heard a scream from inside the apartment. When we got in, Vasquez took off and I gave chase. You went to Elsie and I went up the fire escape after Vasquez. Not a minute later I heard gunshots." She was struggling to hold it together so I squeezed her hand.

"Keep going Liv." I assured her.

"I, uh, I called over the radio for backup from the police covering the exits and went back to the apartment. I found you on top of Elsie, shielding her, and a perp we didn't know about was dead in the hallway."

"Elsie? Liv was she, is she okay?" I asked.

"She's fine, she suffered a graze wound from the shooting, but she's okay. You got the brunt of it; you were shot five times. Knee, hand, shoulder, and twice in the abdomen, but you'll make it." She finished with a smile. Suddenly I could see clearly. The sparkle in her eye, the shock of that smile, the way her hair fell around her shoulders. Like getting hit by a truck I remembered her looking at my much like the way she was now the day of the shooting.

"Did you mean it?" I asked squeezing her hand.

"Did I mean what?" confusion flashing across her face, get brow furrowing.

"What you said in the car before we went up to that apartment. You said you couldn't quit thinking about me. You wanted me to know in case anything happened, and we'll something happened. Did you mean it?"

She laughed. "Every word. Every single word." She brought my hand to her lips and lay a gentle kiss on my knuckles. "Seeing you like that, all bloody and hurt, it almost killed me. If you hadn't already killed that guy I would have in a second. I was scared of never get to hear your voice again, or see those blue eyes. I thought I lost you."

"Help me sit up."

"What? No you're hurt."

"Shut up, and help me Liv." I said with a chuckle. She pushed the button on the side of the bed to elevate the head of the bed.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked with a smirk, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"So I can do this." I touched her face and pulled her close to me. When our lips meet I melted. If been waiting so long to feel her against me. At first it was soft and gentle, then it became feverish and hungry, anything to get closer to one another. When we broke the kiss we started for what seemed like forever.

"Am I interrupting something ladies?" Fin asked from the doorway, trying hard not to laugh.

"Fin, hey."

"Hey baby girl. Glad to see you're awake. I would ask how you're getting, but I can see how you're feeling." He crossed the room and lay the flowers on the table next to the bed and leaned down to kiss my forehead. "These are from everyone at the squad."

"Thanks, and yeah I'm feeling okay I guess. I haven't been awake long, not too much pain really."

"Well, you've had a week to heal, most of your injuries were through and through, aside from your knee they're mostly flesh wounds." Fin said playing down my injuries like he always does when he's nervous. "But I gotta say, you're a trooper baby girl. Have you talked to the doc yet? They say when you can get out of here?"

"No, I haven't seen a doctor yet. I should probably do that, I don't think they even know I'm awake."

"I'll go get someone." Fin said leaving the room and leaving Olivia and my alone again. She replaced her hand over mine and smiled.

"I guess we got a little distracted and forgot to call the doctor, huh?" she said with a little laugh. " If you want I can go get you something to wear for when they let you out. Hopefully it's soon." She smiled and squeezed my hand.

"That sounds great actually, I'd love to have some pants on. Not to mention underwear." She leaned towards me and placed a chaste kiss on my lips. "Do you have my keys?"

"I'll get them from your things at the desk, and I'll have a nurse bring you your phone." She smiled as e left the room.

I ran my fingers through my hair, it desperately needed washed. I didn't want to think about how badly my body needed washed. I lay there listening to the sounds of the hospital around me. The squeak of shoes on linoleum, the clicking of keys on a computer.

"Ms. Rollins?" a man said from my doorway.

"That'd be me. You the doctor?"

"Yes ma'am, Dr. Rhodes. I hear you're feeling pretty good and want to get out of here." He smiled. "We've been monitoring your injuries since you've been here and you're healing nicely. Now you've only been lucid for a short while, so letting you out today, I'll have to be honest, gives me pause. You woke up briefly a few times in the last week but only long enough to ask more pain meds. The fact that you've been holding conversations and you're sitting up on your own is a great sign. Before you're released I'll order some scans to rule everything out, but I don't see any reason why you can't go home today." He said.

"Well I feel just fine, but I don't remember walking up before just a little while ago." I said trying to call back any memories of the few days.

"That's not unusual with the amount of pain medications you've been on and the trauma. You suffered quite extensive blood loss that required transfusions. The good news is there was no organ damage, which was surprising considering where you were shot in the abdomen. The bad news is you'll have a brace on your knee for at least eight weeks. The injury to your hand caused a fracture you'll be in a cast just as long. The damage in your shoulder was just muscular, so you'll just have to take it easy to avoid opening up the wound. You'll be on antibiotics to prevent infection, and we will work with you on pain management should you accept pain medication I'll also write you a prescription for those. Now, if you don't have any questions I'll get a nurse in here and get you ready to go. Do you have someone to drive you home or somewhere to stay for a few days while you get acclimated to your condition?" he smiled.

"Yes I have a friend coming back with some clothes for me, so I guess I'm all set." I said, letting out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. All that didn't sound bad.

"Alright, I'll send a nurse in to get you ready, and then someone will bring you your paperwork." He turned to leave but stopped. "Oh and your friend said you wanted your cell phone, so I brought it with me." He handed me my phone and left with a smile. While I waited for the nurse to come in and unhook me from the various machines I was attached to I powered on my phone and shot a text to Liv.

*Hey Liv, doc says I can leave today so hurry up with my clothes I need to get out of here!

-Amanda

*I'm on my way! Be there soon :)

-Liv

After the nurse got me ready I asked her to help me get into the shower.

"I'll be fine once I'm in there but I can bathe myself. I don't need someone wash my hair, I'm perfectly capable." I said becoming aggravated with the young woman.

"Maam I really think you should let me help you. If you fall whole you're in there you cou-"

"Listen I know you're just trying to do your job but I'm fine. I can do it myself." I said trying to give her my best ' I'm alright ' smile.

"Amanda are you giving the nurses a hard time?" Olivia said walking into the room with the clothes she went to get me.

"Liv, hey. I'm just trying to take a shower, she won't let me do it myself. Says I'll fall."

"I'll make sure she's okay, you can go, I'll take care of her." She told the nurse and say the clothes on the table.

"There is no way you're helping me take a shower." I said adamantly. I couldn't let her see my body like this, covered in bandages.

"No, I'll sit in the bathroom whole you shower."

"Liv there's no curtain." I whined.

"Oh you're going to be shy? You don't have anything I haven't seen before." She grinned.

"You haven't seen MINE before Olivia! And you're not gonna see 'em like this." I crossed my arms over my chest and pouted like a child. She laughed and shook her head.

"Fine, but I'm sitting in the bathroom whole you shower. I'll turn my back, but going to be in there. You haven't stood in a week, your legs are weak and if you want to shower I'm going in the bathroom with you." Finally I gave in and allowed her to help me. She stayed true to her word and kept her back to the shower while I was in there.

"So I was thinking, I don't think you should be by yourself when I take you home. I mean, you could even stay with me for a while if you want. Or I could stay at your apartment, you know to help you out while you heal." I could hear how nervous she was in the way get voice quivered when she spoke. It was cute, how she was worried.

"I'm I'll be okay on my own Liv." She let out a loud sigh. "But I think you're right, I should probably have someone around for a while, you know while I heal." I stepped out of the shower and wrapped myself in a thin towel that left little to the imagination.

"So, your place or mine?" she asked, the hint of a smile playing in her voice.

"I'll have to pack a bag from my place, but we can stay at yours, if that's okay?" I asked as I painfully pulled my shirt over my head. "can you help me take this bag off my hand?" I sat back down on the shower chair, my leg extended. "And the wrap around my knee brace." I laughed. "This would've been allot easier with help."

"So next time you'll let me help you? You won't be so stubborn?" she laughed as she cut the plastic away from my knee. She then helped me into my sweat pants. "Alright, are you ready to get out of here?"