This is just a one shot, maybe possibly a two shot. Also my third Rolivia fic. Let me know what you think.

Seize The Moment

Her head was pounding, throat dry, and body stiff. The sound of a heart monitor bled with the ticking of a clock and the dripping of an IV. She didn't have to open her eyes to know where she was. A hospital. The fourth time this month. It was because of the seizures, she already knew, but what she didn't know was how she got here this time. She didn't know why her head felt more sore than usual, why her eyes felt twice as groggy. This time was different, and she wanted to know why.

A faint voice brought her from her thoughts. She recognized the voice, immediately; it was one she'd come to love hearing. Her boss' voice. Olivia. She tried opening her eyes, but it turned out to be harder than expected. She must be pretty drugged up to not be able to function properly.

"I think she's waking up.." She heard Olivia murmur. She faintly felt pressure on her arm, a warm contact. Olivia's hand was caressing her forearm, and it made her heart beat faster. Only this time, everyone in the room could hear it. "Amanda, honey, can you open your eyes?"

I'm trying, she wanted to say, but her throat was too dry, too sore to try and speak.

She heard another voice then, a deeper one, most likely a man. All sounds were blending together. She felt her eyes squeeze shut, reacting to something. She peaked one open, and realized that it was light. If they wanted her to open her eyes, blinding her probably wasn't the way to do it.

"Ms. Rollins, can you please try and open your eyes?"

She tried harder then, wanting to see what all the fuss was about. It took a few minutes, but she successfully got them open. Things were slightly blurry, but she could tell who was in the room. A nurse- no, two- a doctor, and Olivia.

"Ms. Rollins, glad to see you're finally awake," The doctor said warmly.

"Detective," She muttered out of instinct.

"Of course. Detective Rollins. Do you think you can answer a few questions for me?"

She nodded, eyes searching for Olivia again, seeing the older woman perched in a chair next to the bed somehow made her feel better. She'd noticed over the past few weeks that things between them were changing. They were growing closer, edging their way past friendship, but never acknowledging the change; they just let whatever was happening, happen. She was glad to see that her lieutenant was here.

The older woman squeezed her arm and smiled softly as the doctor began his questions.

"Do you know where you are?"

She arched a tired brow, "The hospital."

"City?"

"New York."

"Very good. Do you know why you're here?" He asked, jotting down notes as they went back and forth with questions and answers.

"I'm assuming it's because I had another seizure."

"That's correct. This time was a little more serious than the last though, and we had to perform surgery. It was a routine operation, by the book, and I'm glad to say that you shouldn't be experiencing seizures any time soon."

Amanda's eyes widened. "Surgery?" She looked at the brunette sitting next to her and furrowed her brows. "What happened?"

Olivia sighed, running her fingers through her stress tangled hair, "You had another seizure at work, I called a bus and when I got here, they said you'd been rushed to surgery. Four seizures in a month isn't exactly good so they had to do a uh.." She looked at the doctor, eyes asking for help.

"A temporal lobectomy; it's a procedure where we go in and take out part of your temporal lobe, which is the part of your brain causing your epilepsy. It's a very simple procedure, detective. You shouldn't have to worry about another seizure."

Amanda nodded, a hand lifting to the side of her head that throbbed, and felt a curved scar, stitched shut. It was a large one, and she felt like crying. She didn't know if she should be scared or relieved. She wiped stray tears from her eyes and looked back at the doctor, "Uh, s-so I won't have any seizures anymore then?"

"That's what I'm expecting; these kinds of surgeries have very low complication rates and very high successes."

She nodded once more, not knowing how to respond. She muttered a silent 'thank you' and looked back at Olivia, a tired look on her face. As if reading her mind, Olivia looked at the staff in the room. "Is that all for now? Does she need to sign anything?"

"For now, yes, and we can focus on paperwork in a few days when she's less medicated. The drowsiness should wear off when we wean her from the stronger pain medication, but that won't be for a day or two."

Olivia nodded, the doctor continued. "We'll get out of your hair now," He joked, "but we will have to check in hourly, just to make sure everything's good up there." He tapped his own head with his index finger, and ushered the nurses out, closing the door behind him.

Olivia turned back to the younger woman. "How you feeling?"

"Alright for now, head hurts a little bit."

Olivia caressed Amanda's arm again, tilting her head. "Are you thirsty?"

The blonde hadn't thought about her throat since she woke up, and as soon as Olivia mentioned something to drink, she felt the effects of her dry throat. She nodded and watched as Olivia got up, grabbed a small water from the mini fridge, uncapped it and stuck a straw in.

She took the cold beverage and sipped, enjoying the cold fluid as it ran down her throat. She hummed in appreciation, "Thank you."

Amanda set the bottle down on the table hovering above her knees, and cleared her throat. "So epilepsy, huh? That's why all the seizures happened."

Olivia shook her head, "I was so worried when they had you in surgery. I was going out of my mind. I think I'm gonna have to write letters of apology to a few of the staff members." She smiled sheepishly.

"Ah, they're used to it." Amanda smiled back, taking in the appearance of her boss. She noticed that she was in the clothes from a day before and she frowned. She hadn't been home to change, shower, see her son, sleep. "Liv, I'm okay, you should go home and get some rest.. See your boy."

The older woman shook her head, leaning forward to brush blonde strands from the younger woman's face. "They came by while you were sleeping. I cuddled him and Lucy had packed a bag for me.. I can shower and sleep here. Besides, they went to the zoo today."

Amanda felt guilty for taking her boss from his son, but she felt grateful that she was here, comforting and supporting her. She felt a rush of heat in her cheeks at the proximity of the brunette. It was as if boundaries were erased.

Olivia moved from the chair to the edge of the bed, she looked down at Amanda, and the younger woman's breath hitched. "You have no idea how glad I am that you're okay."

There was no denying the attraction between them, it'd been there for months, and neither really did anything about it. Maybe now was finally the time to change that. Amanda knew that it would be difficult, especially with their jobs being an interference, but she didn't care anymore. She wanted Olivia, she wanted the caring, loving, beautiful Olivia, not just as a colleague and friend, but as a significant other. A lover.

So she decided to seize the moment. Wrong choice of words, she thought, but she didn't really care.

She reached up and wrapped her fingers around the back of Olivia's neck, pulling her down softly. Their lips connected within seconds, and it was pure bliss. The pain in her head was gone, Olivia was breathing air into her lungs, filling her heart with affection, and it was utterly amazing. Her fingers tightened, drawing the older woman closer, her own lips parting to take a plump bottom lip in between them.

Moments later, Olivia moaned lightly, pulling away slightly to take in a deep breath. "What was that?" She purred, licking her lips subconsciously.

Amanda smiled, eyes lowering to look at the other woman's plump, kiss swollen lips, and shrugged. "Traumatic experiences bring clarity."

"Is that so?"

Amanda smirked, "I think it's pretty clear that I want to kiss you again."

Olivia smirked back, cheeks staining with blush, "I think it's clear that you need to get some sleep." She shot back wryly. When she took in the pouty look on her subordinate, she laughed lightly, then leaned in, kissing her deeply, tongue delving deep, taking what she wanted.

The increasing sound of the heart monitor made them tear apart, and Amanda blushed fiercely.

"Now, rest. I'll see when you can eat and then I'll go get us some food depending on what the doctor says. Okay?" Olivia spoke softly.

"Now," Olivia purred, "I want those pretty eyes closed."

End… Maybe.

R&R if you want a second part. May even bump the rating up to M. I'm gonna need some convincing though.

Anna