Okay as the summary says this is my Finanda love story. I don't own them but I do love 'em. I have a vision that takes us about five years into the future. Fin's ex and son will be around. Amanda's parents will make a visit or two, I'm leaving her sister mostly out of it though. I'm introducing a new character (or two actually) later on if we get there. This is mostly just a set up for the actual story. I will attempt to write smut, even though it makes me blush all the way up to my eyebrows just thinking about it, so a warning for that in upcoming chapters. There will be drama of course. And I have to tell you english is not my first language so grammar and stuff might be off at times. That's it for now. Happy reading, this one has been very fun to write so far.
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Amanda was content. She couldn't remember a time when she'd felt that before. No she'd never felt completely content in her life but she did now. And it felt darn good. Something about that feeling made her feel grounded and at peace with the world. She felt a little bit invincible. Not that it would ever go to her head though, life had made her wary and she was often struck by a gut feeling it was too good to be true. It made her cautious at times but most often she went around these days and felt content. She had a look around the squad room. She smiled as she caught herself doing that. She was very much in the moment and it made her feel very Zen. Fin would kill her if she'd ever tell him that. She looked over her shoulder to her partner who was at his desk, head down in a file, very focused on whatever he was reading. She took a deep breath as she continued to watch him.
She'd been in New York for close to a year and a half now, with the squad just as long. She'd arrived in the big city through the airport, passed quickly by the temporary place she'd rented, picked up a box and then headed straight for the station eager to get going. And it had been a jumping start. And she'd loved it. It was just what she had needed. A fresh start. Atlanta PD had been great, no doubt about it, that's were detective Rollins were born and got her shoes wet. But that deputy chief ordeal took a toll and for a couple of weeks she'd felt like there were no way out of that darkness and she was thinking about giving up. Leaving the force. Do something else. Anything as long as she didn't have to go to work every day and see his ugly mug with that wicked smile and those dark eyes that told her he didn't regret a thing and they both knew he'd gotten away with something he shouldn't have. It was tearing her to pieces. But she was lucky. Her former captain Sam Reynolds had her back. He'd set the whole transfer in motion and all of a sudden she found herself in the big city.
New York. The city where dreams come true. Or was that Hollywood? Never mind she thought to herself. New York was the place her dreams came true. She'd soon found herself a place to buy. An apartment which was only hers and hers alone. She loved it. Her walls, her windows, her door to close behind her. And she had the best thai restaurant just around the corner, an excellent coffee bar just across the street that even served iced tea during the summer and good access to a decent jogging path that would take her through a park with both trees and a big green field that draw every type of person on a sunny day. And she'd gotten the distance from her troubled family that she needed more than she thought. Her parents, mostly her mom, called from time to time but she knew they would never set their foot in the big city. They associated NY with only gangs, violence and murder. No way would they visit her and it suited her fine. She checked in with her sister from time to time and she paid a few visits to the big city. Every visit feeling both like heaven and hell as was always the case when you were around her sister. Hurricane Kim. She was like a walking reality one woman show. Amanda had only been back once to Atlanta since she transferred and it was for a cousins funeral. A tragic car accident which had taken from her the only cousin she cared about and actually had contact with. She'd managed to ditch her family for birthdays, thanksgiving and even Christmas. It suited her just fine and she'd been able to manage the slight emotions of guilt that arose from doing that by putting in extra shifts and spending time with the new people in her life.
Friends had been a bit of a problem when she first arrived, giving her a little too much free time on her hands to get in some trouble. But after a few months she'd taken an advice from an old college friend and jumped on board a shorter cooking class and not long after that a book circle in her local bookstore. Sure the job prevented her from making every meeting with the book circle but she'd managed to complete the four week class at least. And it had served its purpose. Not only had she learnt to cook a mean Moroccan chicken, learnt some new knife skills but she'd also made a few new friends. She had someone to call to go see a movie, a theater or have a drink with. But of course she was still a uniform at heart and most of all she liked hanging out with her detective friends and the other NYPD men and women that gathered around their local pub. Share a beer, a funny arrest story and play some pool.
She took an unwelcomed guest with her from Atlanta. Her gambling. It had gotten her in some serious trouble but somehow ended up turning into something positive. She'd found she could trust and lean on her new captain too. And it had made her see new sides to her new partner. He'd been the first one she'd called after it all came crashing down on her. And he'd been so understanding and supportive. It proved something she'd already started to figure out, she'd found her perfect match. Not only did they share the same humor and taste in movies, two very important things, they also dealt with feelings in a similar matter. She knew she was probably the one breaking her gender distinction here but she didn't really care. What was important was that he didn't dwell on things, he dealt head on with problems and he didn't overanalyze. And neither of them felt the need to talk about things. Sure she had a habit of dwelling a bit internally but like him she was good at sweeping stuff under the rug and just move on. And spending time with him made her even better at it. She was learning so much on so many levels from him. He was her rock.
She watched him take a deep breath and then rub his head like he did when he was getting a bit frustrated or tired. He suddenly looked up and caught her watching him. He became still and raised a curious eyebrow at her. When she just kept looking at him with a cheeky smile on her face she could tell he was getting annoyed. Annoyed in a good way though. She could see his cheeks getting color, yes he could get embarrassed too, so she knew he was just acting annoyed to make her stop. She didn't feel like looking anywhere else though. She saw his eyes spy around the room to see if anyone was watching them and when he saw no one was he mouthed 'What?' but she just kept looking at him. He gave up, shook his head and went back to his case file. She caught him looking back up soon after though and her face broke out in a big grin before she turned her eyes back to her desk. The last thing she caught of him was him making his fury eyes face and it made her giggle slightly as she turned away from him completely.
"What?" Nick asked across the desk having caught her giggling.
"I'm just feeling very content," she smiled.
"Feeling what?" Nick made a confused face at her.
"Never mind," she smiled and looked down.
Yes she was feeling very content that was for sure. She was in New York, she had a place that she called home, a work she loved doing, a great boss, a handful of friends she cared about and one very special person she called her partner. That said partner was right now somewhat annoyed at her and she liked that. Liked that a lot actually. Annoyed could be good. Annoyed meant she would get it later. Get it good. And getting with her partner could be oh so delightful.
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So I think you better let me know if this is worth continuing or if I just should keep daydreaming on my own computer ;)