Olivia slowly shifted Amanda away from her and stood up. She offered a hand to Amanda and pulled the detective up from the couch. Olivia let Amanda lead the way and when they got there, Amanda hesitantly pulled the first aid kit out from under the sink.
"Do you think you could hop up onto the counter?" Olivia asked getting a response from Amanda who rolled her eyes, jumped up, and slightly winced from the pain. "Thank you. The light is good here which is helpful."
"How old are you?" Amanda said back.
Olivia bit her tongue so she wouldn't say anything back; knowing the attitude from the younger detective was just her being defensive because she was uncomfortable. Olivia grabbed a clean rang and ran some warm water on it before carefully cleaning off the cut. She then pulled out the saline solution and gauze to wash the cuts off. Amanda winced slightly at the sting.
"Sorry," Olivia said. "I have to do this."
"I know," Amanda said back defensively.
Olivia carefully now looked at the cuts, "Amanda, I want to butterfly them just because the skin moves around a lot so I want to make sure it heals.
"Go ahead," Amanda said while rolling her eyes. She must look pathetic; her boss cleaning her mess up like she was a little kid.
Olivia soon finished up, "There all set. Those should heal fairly well." Olivia got no response from the blonde. "Want to talk about it."
"Not really," Amanda said with a shrug.
"Well, I think you should with someone soon," Olivia suggested.
Amanda shrugged again, "I'm kinda tired. I think I might go to bed. You can head home now. I'm sure you need to get home to Noah."
"You can't get rid of me that easily, Rollins," Olivia said in her boss tone jokingly. "Noah has a sitter. I'll take the couch."
Amanda nodded feeling a little trapped, "Suit yourself."
The two walked out of the bathroom and Amanda headed over to her room with Olivia behind her. Amanda turned around awkwardly with her thumbs hitched onto the rim of her pants.
"Um, thanks, Liv," Amanda said quickly. Amanda leaned in and gave Olivia a quick hug.
Olivia wrapped her arms around the blonde, "Anytime."
Amanda pulled back and headed to her bed; which Franny was already in, and pulled the covers over herself. Olivia stood leaning against the doorframe with her lips pressed together with a look of solitude.
"I'll be right here if you need anything," Oliva said flicking off the light.
Later on that night, Olivia woke to sounds coming from Amanda's room. Amanda was calling out and talking in what sounded like pain and she could hear Franny whining. Olivia got up quickly; all too familiar with what was going on from personal experience, and quickly headed into the room.
"Get off me," Amanda was pleading, "Please. I promise to do what you say. Please just stop."
Olivia looked at Amanda who was clenched up in what looked like pain. Franny was standing on the bed eagerly trying to do something to help her owner. Olivia moved onto the bed and reached out and grasped Amanda's shoulders.
"Amanda?" Olivia said softly, but the blonde kept struggling against Olivia's grasp, "Amanda. Wake up. Amanda. Amanda, it's okay."
Amanda's eyes flashed open, "Get off of me. Stay away. Please. Patton please. Stop."
Olivia put her hands up and backed away a little bit, "Okay. I'm doing that. Amanda, it's me, Liv."
Amanda looked around confused and once she saw Franny she calmed down but then frantically she started talking, "What are you doing here Liv? How did you get into my apartment? Did you get Patton away. He was attacking me. I begged for him to stop but he wouldn't."
"Amanda," Olivia said slowly, "You were having a nightmare. Patton is locked away. He can't get away."
Amanda looked at Olivia with a confused look, but slowly started remembering what had happened. She clovered her face with her hands and began to cry.
"Hey, Amanda," Olivia started but didn't get a response. "Amanda, you're one can get to you right now. I won't let that happen. I promise. I promise to not let that happen.I swear. You're safe."
Amanda kept her face covered refusing to look at Olivia. Olivia reached out her hand and began running her fingers through the blonde's messy hair. Eventually Amanda looked up at Olivia and gave a soft chuckle.
"You probably think I'm crazy now," Amanda said.
"Why would I think that?" Olivia asked tilting her head to the side.
"Because of this," Amanda said. "I get it if you want to fire me."
"Amanda I don't think you're crazy," Olivia said sympathetically. "I wouldn't think that. And I certainly won't fire you." Olivia sighed. "This is perfectly normal what you are going through. The same thing happened with me. It happened a lot. I still have nightmares about everything. It's hard, but it will get better."
"But I was fine," Amanda said. "Nothing went on. I was completely fine. Why did it happen now? Why, Liv?"
"It was brought back into your life," Olivia said in her most caring tone. "You had to face the man that did all of this to you; and you did such a great job. I am so proud of you. I expected you to react like this. I would be scared if you didn't.'
"But, still," Amanda said. "I should be able to not let it affect me. I see this stuff daily."
"Amanda," Olivia chuckled, "I get it,but this was personal. I have dealt with it. It's totally okay to let this happen."
"No it isn't," Amanda started to cry again.
Olivia reached out her hands and cupped the blonde's face, "It is normal. I hated to admit it when it happened to me, but I forced myself to fight through. I argued I fine. I told all of you I was fine. You guys didn't believe me for one second. Remember that? I still have my job and I am doing better. I know you will. Trust me. You might want to take one or two weeks off and just relax, but I have no intention on taking your job away. I promise."
"Thanks, Liv," Amanda said. "I should try to get back to sleep."
"Okay," Olivia said with a smile.
"I'll see you in the morning," Amanda said.
Olivia got up and placed a kiss on Amanda's forehead, "Sleep well."
Amanda awoke in the morning and groggily walked out into the apartment to find Olivia sitting on a chair at the table drinking a cup of coffee.
"Morn'n," Amanda said and she rubbed her eyes.
"Good morning," Olivia said. "I was gonna make some eggs and toast for breakfast. Does that sound fine."
"Yeah," Amanda yawned. "Thanks."
The two ate quietly; Olivia sensing that Amanda did not really want to talk.
Finally, Olivia broke the silence, "I called Dr. Lindstrom this morning. He would like you to come in today." Amanda looked up with a glare. "This isn't up for debate. I can go with you if you want, but I'll will wait in the waiting room so you can have some privacy."
"Fine," Amanda said. "I mean, you don't need to come with me. You should go to work."
"Amanda," Olivia began, "Would you feel more comfortable if I came with you?"
Amanda hesitated but eventually nodded.
"Then I will come," Olivia said.