Hiiiii oh my goodness it has been like a thousand years since I've written a fanfic! I've been binge watching SVU all the way through, and, like any other wlw, keep getting Rolivia ideas! Let me know what you want from this story, I have a rough idea of where I want to take it but I'm not totally sure. I am open to any and all suggestions!

Disclaimer: I own nothing and no one, Dick Wolf does. But let's be real, he's on my shit list right now, and if they were mine, Kelli would be staying on until the end. *sigh* *cries*


Rollins, Dodds, and Carisi sat in the bullpen watching the TV as the news played the video Amanda had secretly taken. It showed Bobby D'Amico, an actor and club owner, and Noel Panko, his bartender/partner in crime, attempting to rape Amanda in the clubs' bathroom. Amanda could not believe it was out there, let alone on the news. Who the hell leaked it?

Benson strolled up to them, shut the TV off, and started back toward her office. "Rollins, my office please," she said while walking. Amanda turned toward Olivia, knowing immediately that she had to face the music. She followed her Lieutenant, with Dodds and Carisi watching her, both knowing this was not going to be good.

Olivia shuts the door and turns toward her; they were only about a foot apart. Amanda starts talking immediately, "Liv, I swear to God I did not leak that video."

"So I'm supposed to believe you now? You went undercover without informing me. This is another example of you asking for forgiveness instead of permission," Olivia said, fuming, her voice raising with each sentence.

While the conversation was- for lack of a better term- intense, and Amanda felt like she was fighting for her life, Olivia's close proximity was becoming distracting. She felt intoxicated by Olivia's spicy vanilla scent and her all-black outfit that hugged her curves in all the right places.

Olivia took a frustrated breath and moved to stand behind her desk.

Amanda snapped out of her trance and whipped around, hands flailing. "But I… listen wait wait no no no I'm not asking for forgiveness because I didn't do anything!"

"Please stop," Olivia said, putting a hand up, clearly not believing a word the blonde was saying.

"The defense, the judge, Barba," Amanda started, counting on her fingers, "all had access to that video. Literally dozens of people could've turned it over."

"We know the defense didn't do it, Amanda, so I hope you're not seriously suggesting that it was Barba."

"I just know it wasn't me." Amanda was fighting a losing battle, but she couldn't live with Olivia thinking that she had done this.

"You know, I thought that things would change after you had Jessie, I thought that you would think before you acted. I was hoping to get past my trust issues with you, and now this!" Olivia yelled.

Tears started to well in Amanda's eyes. She hated showing weakness, but what caused the tears was the pain of knowing that Benson didn't trust her. It broke her heart to think that someone that she admired so greatly thought negatively of her in any way.

"I swear on my baby girl that I did not do this," Rollins choked out.

Olivia continued, "You know there's going to be an investigation, don't you? They're going to go through your cell phone, your computer."

"That's fine!" Amanda yelled defensively, knowing she had nothing to hide.

"Is it? Not to mention that Buchanan is going to bring on a lawsuit," Olivia said, her mind reeling over the thought of what a mess this was going to become for her, her detectives, the 16th Precinct, and the NYPD as a whole.

Amanda's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? You think D'Amico's going to want to sue over a video that shows him trying to rape me?"

Olivia sighed, shaking her head. In a way, she felt bad for Amanda. There was a tiny voice in the back of her mind telling her to believe the detective, but her previous experiences with her said otherwise.

Amanda moved behind Olivia's desk, invading her space and lowering her voice. She looked directly into her Lieutenant's eyes, pleading with her. "Liv, please, you have to believe me. I know what a disaster leaking this video would cause for you, for all of us. While I'm not happy with the ruling, I promise you, I did not do this. This was not me," she said, emphasizing each of the last four words.

Olivia sighed, shaking her head. Her voice was softer this time she spoke. "I… I just don't know what to think, Amanda. Do you see why I struggle with you? As soon as I start to place my trust in you again, you go rogue. You're one of the best detectives I've ever worked with but you just do things instead of thinking first and that is not okay."

Amanda hung her head, knowing Olivia was right. While she often thought what she was doing was the right thing, she realized that typically, others didn't see it that way. Most of all, knowing Olivia felt this way, hurt the most.

As soon as Amanda Rollins found out that she was being transferred from Atlanta SVU to the NYPD, she started to research Olivia Benson. She immediately admired her and studied some of her bigger cases that received media attention. But, the first time Amanda had seen a picture of Olivia, the brunette took her breath away. She was drop-dead gorgeous. In the past four years of working together, Amanda's feelings for Olivia Benson had only grown. As Amanda had gotten to know Olivia, the more she liked her.

"Rollins?" Olivia said, pulling Amanda out of her trance.

Amanda looked up into the big brown eyes, and before she knew what she was doing, she leaned up on her tiptoes and pressed her lips to the brunette's. She lingered there for just a second, while Olivia was completely frozen, in utter shock at what was happening.

Once she realized what she was doing, Amanda pulled away in a panic, her cheeks immediately flushing crimson red. "I, um…" and before she could say anything else, she ran out of Benson's office, grabbed her jacket, and ran out of the precinct. She faintly heard Carisi yell, "Hey Rollins, are you okay?" but she didn't care. She opted for the stairs, not wanting to wait for the elevator and the possibility of Olivia coming after her. She ran down and out onto the street, walking as fast as she could in the direction of her apartment, needing to escape. "Oh my God what the fuck did you just do?" she mumbled to herself.

Meanwhile, Olivia was still standing in the same spot in her office, frozen in place with her eyes wide, slack jawed. She took a beat before snapping back to reality and grabbed her coat, phone, and purse, deciding to go after the blonde. She needed answers, now.


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