Just as the first rays of light began peeking through the far curtains in a bedroom in Manhattan Amanda found herself with her favorite brunette on top of her.

"Since you have to go clean your apartment before work thought I might wake you up."

"Mmmm now we're talking."

Flipping Olivia onto her back the younger woman began her assault on the other woman's naked body but her ministrations were cut short by the sergeant's phone ringing.

"This better be good."

"Benson. Yeah. Now? No I wasn't sleeping. Okay I'll meet you there in thirty."

"Work?"

"Yes, our perp struck again but this time she struck back with a 9mm. He's in surgery now but Nick and I have to make the formal arrest if he makes it out."

"Guess I'll get ready and go clean."

Standing up the blonde pulled on her jeans and shirt, sitting on the edge of the bed to pull her boots on she felt a hand on her back.

"You know this comes with the job babe, sometimes it will be you being called away not me. Still I am terribly sorry but at least we should be able to do dinner tonite."

"I know and I'm not mad, horny and disappointed, but not mad. I'll let you get ready and I'll see you when you get back to the office."

With one final kiss the blonde left. Never had Olivia felt so alone in her own home, she knew things like this would happen it didn't make it easier though. That seemed like their first fight since they had come to terms with it being a relationship and she thought it seemed pretty easy. Too bad she didn't know how bad a fight with Amanda could be.

After what seemed like days of cleaning Amanda finally walked into the precinct with very little time to spare.

"Yo, Rollins we got a parole violation to pick up."

"Isn't that a job for the unis?"

"Would be but his violation is walking into a trap on a kiddie porn sight. So it got put on our desks. Should be in and out he's at his dad's place."

"Okay but your driving, I ain't messing with traffic."

Pulling up in front of the brownstone which had been the last known address of one Lee Parson Amanda got uneasy feeling but pushed it aside thinking it was the three cups of coffee and no food in her stomach.

"Mr. Parson open up NYPD!"

The door opened slightly to reveal a lanky man and that was all they saw before the echoing noise and Amanda hit the ground. As Fin bent down applying pressure to the wound in her chest he called for back-up and a bus.

"Hang in there girl they're on the way."

"Tell Liv I might be late for dinner."

That was all she said before she succumbed to the blackness. Sitting on the step holding pressure on the wound still Fin was at a loss.

"Detective move we need to get her on the strecher. She's coding! Hurry it up let's go!"

Standing on the sidewalk covered in blood Odafin Tutuola took out keys and began to walk to the car. He couldn't just call his sergeant so he sent up a silent prayer she would be alone in her office.

That had been the longest elevator ride of his life and as he walked to the office at the back of the precinct he never spoke his eyes straight ahead. Stepping into the office he closed the door behind him causing Olivia to turn around, one look at his sunken face and bloodstained shirt and she sunk to her knees. In turn Fin fell to his and wrapped her in his arms.

"No no no no no no no."

"They wouldn't let me ride with her she had coded when they got there. They wouldn't let me ride, she coded, she coded."

Just then the door opened to Amaro holding out his hand.

"Come on I'll drive you to her."