A/N: Noah and Jesse do not exist in this story. Hope you enjoy!

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Olivia rested her head on her desk, feeling like death. The day had been agonizingly long and all she wanted to do was go home, take a warm bath, drink a hot cup of tea, and curl up in her bed.

Admittedly she should've taken the day off, but they had been so close to closing the case that her mind wouldn't let her rest. But at last it was over and she could go home, Olivia thought in relief. Now if only she could summon the strength to move from her chair.

Olivia made a feeble attempt at standing, but her limbs wouldn't cooperate. Exhausted, she collapsed back in her seat. She felt her eyes drifting shut and she didn't fight it; perhaps a quick nap was what she needed.

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A while later Olivia was jarred awake by someone rapping on her door. She emitted a low groan as her door creaked open. Somehow she felt even worse than she had before her brief nap.

Olivia slowly propped herself up to peer at her visitor.

"You're still here?" came the surprised voice of Amanda. The blonde eased her way into the office, files in hand. She shut the door behind her and stared at Olivia in concern.

"I thought you'd be home already, especially since you're sick. The paperwork can wait." Amanda assured her.

"I'm not sick," Olivia immediately protested, trying and failing to seem more alert.

"Really?" Amanda scoffed, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. "'Cause you look like hell. No offense." She quickly added, seeing Olivia's scowl.

"I'm fine Rollins, just tired," Olivia insisted. "In fact I was just about to leave."

"Oh, well in that case I'll walk out with you," Amanda announced, dropping the files on Olivia's desk. "Just let me grab my jacket."

Amanda pulled the door open giving Olivia a clear view of the vacant squadroom, and Olivia gazed out in confusion.

"Did Fin and Carisi already leave?" she asked aloud.

"Well yeah, shift ended two hours ago," Amanda answered, peering curiously at Olivia.

Olivia turned to glance out of the window behind her. The sun had long since set and the dark evening sky reflected back at her. It was still daytime when Olivia had closed her eyes, apparently she had been asleep for longer than she thought. The brunette tried to mask her surprise as she turned back to Amanda.

"So what are you still doing here?" Olivia deflected.

Amanda shrugged, "Finishing up some reports." She leaned closer to Olivia, "Are you sure you're feeling alright?"

Olivia waved off her concern and quickly struggled to her feet, determined to prove she was okay. She was pleased with herself for being able to stand, but that pride quickly evaporated when she took one step and swayed dangerously.

Amanda hurried forward, reaching out her arms to steady the brunette. "Whoa! easy Liv," Amanda exclaimed, staring worriedly at Olivia.

"I just stood up too fast," Olivia muttered, feeling a warm blush heat up her face as she hastily extracted herself from the blonde's arms. "I'm fine now," she claimed, sounding more confident than she felt.

"If you say so," Amanda said hesitantly, her tone laced with skepticism.

Olivia responded with what she hoped was a reassuring smile.

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Together the two slowly made their way out of the precinct, Olivia's slower than usual movements not escaping Amanda's notice. By the time they reached the ground floor Olivia was lagging several paces behind Amanda.

While Amanda leaned against the door frame waiting for Olivia to catch up, she pondered over whether or not she should say something before quickly dismissing the idea. Knowing how adamant her boss was about never admitting to being sick, she decided not to push.

When Olivia finally caught up, Amanda opened the door for her before following her outside. Moments after stepping outside Amanda shivered, unprepared for the cold gust of wind that blew without ceasing. Amanda tugged her scarf tighter around her neck and shoved her hands in her pockets in a desperate attempt to keep warm; however, Olivia seemed unbothered by the wind.

Amanda glanced around the almost vacant parking lot spotting her truck but failing to see Olivia's car.

"So where'd you park?" Amanda asked, as she fished for her keys in her pocket. She could've sworn it was getting colder, and she was ready to part ways. Olivia started to shake her head, then stopped as the small movement made her head spin.

"I walked," Olivia said simply, hoping Amanda didn't notice her grimace as she waited for the dizzy spell to pass.

Amanda looked up at Olivia in surprise, nearly dropping her keys. "In this weather?" she exclaimed.

"It was warmer when I left this morning," Olivia shot back defensively. "Besides," she added, "it isn't even that cold now."

Amanda stared at Olivia in disbelief as she stamped her feet to keep warm in the chilly air. For a moment Amanda thought that was the brunette's attempt at a joke, but Olivia truly seemed unaffected with her jacket half-buttoned and ungloved hands resting at her side. That observation worried Amanda even more and she spoke without thinking.

"C'mon, I'm driving you home." Amanda regretted the words the moment they left her mouth. Driving her boss home wasn't exactly on her todo list for the evening, but it was too late to take it back. However, when she saw Olivia nearly lose her balance as she turned to argue with her, she stuck by what she said. Although Amanda could certainly think of better company for a car ride, no matter how short the trip may be, she wasn't about to let Olivia walk home when she was clearly sick.

"Rollins-" Olivia started to protest.

"No objections Olivia, you're not in any condition to walk home right now," Amanda said firmly, daring Olivia to argue. Even though Amanda knew she was right to insist on taking Olivia home, she realized she was treading on thin ice. "Besides, if I drive you you'll be home a lot sooner," Amanda cajoled, attempting to sweeten her tone.

Olivia had a rebuttal on the tip of her tongue, but she hesitated as the blonde's words sank in. If she were honest with herself, she really didn't feel up to the normally short walk and had even toyed with the idea of calling a cab. She wasn't about to admit it, but the thought of seeing her bed sooner made Amanda's offer too tempting to refuse.

"Okay, you can drive me," Olivia finally relented, letting the argument cease.

Amanda fought back a smile at her rare victory and led the way to her truck with Olivia trailing behind her.