I was bored, so I decided to write a little something. Not sure if this will be a 2 or 3 shot story. This story takes place back in season 13 in the episode 'Father Dearest' after the clinic scene. Enjoy and don't forget to leave a review- Jenny.

Amanda felt...stupid. Is that a good word to describe how she felt?

She felt heinously idiotic, she felt like an ignoramus, a dumbass- then again, when didn't she feel like a dumbass?

God, she had been overeager, far too keen to impress her- god, idol. She had fucked up. Talking over the other woman, correcting her, even allowing a little snark to slip into her words.

She fucked up.

She knew it would only make her feel worse, but she couldn't stop herself from replaying the moment over and over in her head, a record spinning out of control.

The way she just cut her off and, and..fuck.

But the hand that Olivia had held still feels warm. It's a burning fire that she never wants to extinguish. Again, it sent a tingling sensation racing beneath her skin. Her stomach is a maze of knots and butterflies, and she wonders briefly when she turned into a closeted highschool girl swooning over her crush's mere presence.

Amanda's eyes drift away from her phone to focus on the traffic in front of them. She's suddenly aware that she can smell the faint vanilla scent of Olivia's body wash radiating off of the other woman.

The intoxicating scent seemed to briefly make her lightheaded. She shook her head lightly, inhaling that vanilla scent all-the-while as she dared herself to face her superior.

She didn't.

Her eyes were, instead, glued to a beat-up car in front of them, memorizing the license plate number.

P88 5500

"I'm sorry." It was so quiet it was nearly a whisper, surprising even her.

"For what?"

Sighing, she turned her head to face Olivia, meeting ever-so-slightly confused brown eyes. "For talking over you. For almost blowing our cover."

Olivia paused, recognition flashing across her features, and she chuckled. "In that case, you have nothing to be sorry for. If anything, i'm the one who should be apologizing. I was acting like a newbie straight out of the academy."

Amanda didn't move for a moment, and she belatedly realized she'd been holding a breath.

She let it out in a sigh, relaxing back into her seat and scrunching her nose as she gave a loose shrug. "Nah, you were great. I was the one acting way too eager to find out about Donor 141."

Olivia chuckled, nodding in agreement after a moment, "Okay, so maybe you were coming off as a little too eager about Donor 141." The older woman's right hand fell from the steering wheel and before Amanda knew it, Olivia had linked their fingers, taking the Detective's hand into hers, "At least we made a cute couple."