"Let me help you," Alex said quietly from the door way, where she was watching Amanda attempting to change her bandages herself.
"Thanks," Rollins said, glancing up and then away as if she was ashamed, "I didn't mean to wake you."
"You should have," Alex said, smiling at the blonde as she took the bandage from her hand and placed it on the wound, "Can you hold that there for me?"
Amanda nodded as she held the square bandage in place while Alex tore the tap to secure it to her.
"All done," Alex said as she stepped back, "Want a cup of coffee?"
"I can get it, thank you," Rollins said as she stood and started to take a step, but stopped when Alex spun on her heels and glared at her.
"Sit, detective, and sit now," Alex ordered pointing at the chair that Rollins had just left, "I will bring you the cup of coffee. The whole reason you are here is so I can help you with your recovery. Now, you need to let me do that."
"Why, Alex?" Rollins asked the blonde as she sat in the chair that Alex was pointing at.
"How is your pain?" Alex asked as she ignored the question Rollins asked, sitting the cup of coffee in front of Rollins and sitting opposite of her, "Do you need a pain pill?"
"Nothing I can't handle."
"The doctor wanted you to take your pain pills every four hours and you haven't. Hell, Amanda, when you do take one, you're only taking a half of one."
"I appreciate your concern for me, "Amanda said, standing and heading toward the door, "The pain's not bad. It's not the first time I've been shot and I'm pretty sure it won't be my last."
"Stop," Alex said through clenched teeth and was utterly amazed that the woman, who she could only be describe as hard headed as Olivia, if not more so, did as she asked, "Rollins, you're not on your own anymore, I'm here to help you.'
"Why?" Rollins asked again, turning around to face Alex, "Not three weeks ago you stood in the middle of the squad room accusing me of sleeping with Olivia. Why would you want to help the woman who is trying to steal your woman?"
"Simple," Alex said standing "You know the old saying keep your friends close and your enemies closer? I figured as long as I have you here, I can keep an eye on you. I won't have to worry about you and Liv sneaking off together."
"Jesus, Alex," Amanda said, walking back into the kitchen, "There is nothing and has never been nothing between me and Olivia. If you would get your head out of your ass, you would realize that the only person that she has eyes for is you. I suggest you do it soon before you lose the best thing to ever happen to you."
"Wow, you bought that?" Alex said, laughing, "Rollins, we talked the night of the incident and, let's just say, I'm not forgiven per se, but we are working past it."
"Then, why help me?" Rollins asked
"I'll ask you, why not?"
"You accused me of sleeping with Olivia."
"Yes, which I was monumentally wrong about."
"Still, don't you see me as a threat?"
"No, I don't because the one thing I have learned, which was something I already knew, was that Olivia loves me and the last thing she would ever do is destroy what we have worked so hard to recover."
"Why come at me?"
"Come on, I saw you two kissing in the deli. Wouldn't you have the same reaction and besides we are talking about Olivia here. You have to admit, she is hot."
"Yeah, she looks great and all, but not to offend you, she doesn't interest me."
"Not your type, huh?" Alex said, laughing again as she motioned for Rollins to take a seat again,
"Here I thought Olivia was everyone's type."
"I will admit that she is a nice looking woman, especially for her age."
"Don't let her hear you say that, she is a little testy about the age."
"Who are you telling?" Rollins said, laughing grabbing her shoulder at the pain that shot through it, "I made a comment one time about how much longer she had to retirement and you would have thought I shot her dog."
"I have to agree, her age is a bit of a sore spot with her," Alex said, gasping for air from laughing so hard, "So, you said Liv wasn't your type, would you mind telling me what your type is?"
"I believe that it may shock you."
"Try me."
"I prefer my men tall, dark, and handsome with a nice set of abs to boot."
"What?" Alex said, shocked at what she was hearing, "No offense, but the gaydar was going off with you."
"No, none taken. I get that a lot, especially since I grew up as a tomboy and chose this as a profession," Amanda said, laughing at Alex's response and facial expression, "I actually have a preference to men. I did my little college experiment, like most women in college, but it wasn't for me. I would have thought that Olivia would have told you."
"Told her what?" Olivia asked, walking in on the two women sitting at the table smiling and laughing. "Is there something I should be worried about?"
"I'm sorry; did we wake you, honey?" Alex said as she rushed to her side, guiding her to the chair she just left.
"It's ok," Olivia said, smiling at Alex as she reached up and caressed her face, "You're so beautiful."
"Thank you," Alex whispered, overcome with emotions, leaning down and gently kissing Olivia on the lips, "Want a cup of coffee?"
"Please," Olivia answered as she turned to Rollins, who was trying to look anywhere but at the two women who were sharing a private moment, "What was I suppose to tell her?"
"That I'm straight," Rollins said, looking at Olivia with a look of shock on her face, "How could you not share that with her?"
"It's not like we discussed what your preferences were and when I told her the truth about the café I did tell her that I thought you were straight " Olivia pointed out, "But to tell you the truth I often got mixed signals from you, as well."
"Really?"
"Yeah, and since you hadn't denied nor confirmed anything, I assumed if you were gay, you didn't want anyone to know and if you were straight, I thought it was best to keep my mouth shut."
"Well, I assure you, I am straight, very straight," Rollins said, laughing, "I should have said something when you came into the bullpen, but you had caught me so off guard I didn't know what to say once I realized what you were talking about. I'm sorry that I mislead you."
"Don't be," Alex answered as she pulled a chair up and joined the two women, "If anyone can bring anyone out of the closet, it's Olivia."
"You thought she brought me out?"
"Rollins, allow me to share a little story with you," Alex said, smiling at the blonde who had a shocked look on her face, "You see, until I started dating Olivia, I only dated men."
"What?" Rollins asked, looking from Alex to Olivia and back to Alex.
"I was in the closet and had every intention of staying there, as well. But there was something about her," Alex said as she took Olivia's hand and smiled at her, "No matter what I did, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I must have been giving all the right signals because she asked me out and I jumped at the chance. Until that moment, I had never dated or been with another woman."
"You mean, Olivia was your first, all the way around?"
"And she will be my last," Alex answered with her eyes still glued to Olivia's.
A/N: I don't say it enough but you guys are amazing. I love each and everyone of you and thank you so much for all the reviews, not only on this story but my other ones as well.