New story! Post 15.09. Hoping to ease the pain until the new year of new episodes.(: Please let me know what you think! Don't be afraid to review constructive criticism. Just don't be mean!

Nick Amaro was tempted to ignore the incoming call from his fellow detective Amanda Rollins. He had lost an unbelievable amount of respect for her over the past couple of days. Her sudden aggression towards everyone was simply uncalled for, especially because they were all trying to protect her. He was infuriated when he heard what she had said to his partner.

"I don't need to pay someone to listen to my problems."

How dare she say that to someone who had been through as much as Liv?

However, once he realized that it was just past midnight and she was not on any case that he knew of, he figured there must be a reason she was calling him.

"Amaro." He answered his phone.

He was taken aback when he heard a sob come from the other end. "Nick I'm so sorry." She slurred.

He could barley understand her. Something was not right.

He stayed silent for a moment as he motioned Fin over to his desk and put his Iphone on speaker, they were the only detectives left in the squad room.

"Nick y-you there?" She muttered out. It was almost impossible to hear her garbled speech over the noise in the background.

"Yeah Amanda I'm here. Fin is with me too you're on speaker." Nick said quietly.

Fin spoked up, "Where are you 'Manda?"

"Um.. I'm in a room. I was at a…." She paused for a moment.

"You went to your meeting right?" Fin asked. He was getting worried.

They heard the women take a deep, shaky breath through the phone. "No. I fucked up. I'm so sorry."

The two men sighed in disappointment and looked at each other. Fin was the first to speak up. "Goddammit Amanda."

She broke down at the other end of the line. "Fin I'm so sorry." She sobbed. "I was on the way to the meeting and it was on the way and I passed this place and I couldn't do it. And now I don't know wha- what happened."

Amaro was pissed. Why the hell was she even calling him anyway? "What do you mean you don't know what happened?" He said, getting heated. Fin shot him a warning glance. The man was too damn protective of her all the time.

"I don't know. I didn't feel good and I was going to leave but a couple of people grabbed me and took me in this room. They took my badge and gun, and all of my money." She muttered. It was clear that she was intoxicated.

Fin looked up. "They mugged you? Amanda are you okay did they hurt you?"

There was a pause for a moment, as if she was contemplating what to say. "They through me around a little bit but nothing too bad. I'm just dizzy.."

"Can you walk?" Amaro asked.

"No. I can't really move too much." She said. Her voice was quivering.

Fin groaned, the concern on his face growing more and more obvious every time she spoke. "Okay where are you Amanda? We're coming to get you."

"It's a place called 'Mark & Tony's', only about a block away from my building."

Nick looked down at his phone, about to hang up. "Alright Amanda we're coming to get you.

The car ride to the casino was a bit awkward. Nick was still pissed off, but the call did worry him a bit. She was probably just drunk out of her mind after a relapse. He had to admit he was sad about Amanda falling off the wagon. She had basically written her own death sentence with the captain. She was a good detective, just with some major problems she needed to work out.

Fin, on the other hand, did not have a bit of anger left in him. He couldn't. There was not any room for anger because his body was drowning in a sea of worry. Amanda wouldn't have just made that call if something weren't seriously wrong. Nick just thought she was drunk, but Fin knew it was past that. He had seen her sloppy drunk before during the many trips to the bar they had taken after long cases. Her speech has never been so unintelligible.

"I don't know man, something's seriously off." Fin said as Nick braked at a red light about three blocks away from their destination.

Nick half-rolled his eyes at Fin's concern. "She's had a bad week. Probably just got clobbered while she was jumping off the wagon."

Fin wanted to call Nick out on his choice of words. "She jumped off the wagon"? He wanted to dare him to name an addict of any kind that hadn't fallen off the wagon at least once.

"Yeah but something didn't sound right. If she can't even move that's more than drunk."

"Well let's go in and see." Nick said as he parked in front of the bar/casino and unbuckled his seatbelt. The two men walked out of the police car and into the discrete building. As they walked in they were immediately met with the heavy smell of smoke. The gamblers were alarmed at the sight of cops and prepared to clear out. Fin and Nick scanned the dingy building for a sight of Amanda but could not find any.

Nick approached what seemed to be the owner. The man threw his hands up in the air. "Look man there's nothing illegal going on here just leave me alone."

Fin chuckled sarcastically. "Calm down we're not here to give you a hard time. We're just lookin' for our friend."

Nick rolled his eyes at Fin's use of the word 'friends'. He'd call her more of a nuisance.

The man looked up at the detectives. "Well there's a lot of people in here, detectives. You're gonna have to describe your friend for me."

Nick smiled at the man, trying to be friendly. "Yeah she's blond, about 5'5", early 30's."

The man smiled. "Ahhhh! She's a cop, right?"

Both men nodded.

Then suddenly the man's demeanor changed. "I think I know what you guys want."

"And what exactly is that?" Fin asked. He was getting worried again.

"I think you know." The man replied.

Nick decided to play along. He smiled with a chuckle, "Can you give it to us?"

The man nodded, "Follow me."

Fin and Nick did as they were told and followed the man through the sketchy building. They were walking towards a door at the back. "I don't know if she's gonna be very aware, my guys already did a number on her." He stopped walking just as he was about the push the door open. "But, I have a feeling you gentleman like the submissive type anyways."

The man pushed the door open and held it for Nick and Fin to walk through. As soon as they entered they stopped dead in their tracks, not believing their eyes. This was not good. At all.

CLIFF HANGER! Ahh sorry! i'll update soon but motivational reviews ALWAYS help to speed up the process.