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Regret

Chapter 2 - The Confrontation

Amanda didn't get much sleep after the incident she was completely embarrassed about and the one she was not going to talk about it. She knew it was a bad idea and her red blood-shot eyes was evidence of how bad everything turned out. Everything was going to be so weird when she went back into the precinct, when she had to go somewhere with her or when she needed to do anything that had to do with Olivia.

She was on her way to a crime scene and it still wasn't even twelve hours since the incident and now they were both headed to the same place. This was going to be the nightmare that she had seen coming; this was bad, she knew there was only so much she could take, and she was already broken, now she had to be around the one woman who knew the truth about what she thought about her and she was sure that that was not a good idea; she sighed as she bent forward underneath the crime scene tape - this was going to be a long case.

"Hey, Finn, What do we got?" She asked, her eyes kept her eyes only on Finn, making sure that it didn't stray to anyone else, well just Olivia mostly.

"Some guy decided it was a good idea to jump out of a building. Too bad he missed his landing." Finn responded, shaking his head as he pointed to the area where the victim was being examined by Warener, Amaro and Benson standing near, gathering any information they can.

"Then why were we called in?" She asked, thinking this sounded like a suicide.

"Apparently he has anal tearing and spit surrounding his no-no square." Said Finn, "Warner said that it didn't look like he was pushed off, so we're thinking that he tripped during his release or something. He fell with his pants around his ankles."

"Well, okay, so where do we start?" She asked, her head cocking to the side in question.

"Well, Amaro and I were going to question a few witnesses who saw him fall." Informed Finn, but he noticed that Amanda looked jumpy and nervous. "You okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, just...would you mind if I go with you?" Amanda asked, not looking at him directly.

"Is there something you ain't saying here, Rollins?" He asked, his eyed narrowing in suspicion.

"No, it's just that I think I need a bit of fresh air, that's all." She responded, this time looking directly at him.

"You sure, you look like you've had a rough time." Informed Finn, ducking his head to look into his partners eyes, who had ducked her head.

"It's fine, Finn, just been a long night." She responded back, the eye contact making her shaky and uncertain.

"Well if you need anything, you know where to find me. I just need to ask a few other questions to Olivia, so if you want to start, the witnesses are over there." He said pointing to the area outside the crime scene tape, where the ambulance and police cars were located. She just simply nodded and got to work.
She had interviewed around 5 people, going onto her sixth, when something got her attention; the warm, firm hand that was placed on her back. Quickly turning around to face the person that touched her, she gasped when she came face to face with Olivia.

"Aman-"

"I have work to do," said Amanda, quickly turning around and moving to the next man for questioning.

"Finn told me to come help you, since he and Amaro went with Warner to the precinct to work on the guys identity." Informed Olivia, taking a step toward the other detective. She knew she messed everything up, but when she saw Amanda's eyes she felt like her heart was in someones tight grip; she never wanted to hurt the blonde, but apparently keeping her mouth shut had caused more trouble than good.

"Well there's only a few people left, you can start with them," informed Amanda, her voice shaky.

"Okay," whispered Olivia, her voice showing her disappointment.

"Okay, sir, can you tell me your name?" Amanda began her questioning with the witness; he was rather weird looking actually, he wore a big black coat that covered his tall figure to mid-thigh, showing his black tailored pants, and black shiny designer shoes; he was not a person who would catch someone's eye, instead his white skin tone seeming pale and clammy.

"Nat, Nat Winters," said the man with a nod, his voice raspy and rough.

"Can you tell me what you saw?" She asked, writing his name down.

"I was walking down the street, minding my business, when all the sudden there was this scream and then a thud, after that everything went kinda hectic really," said Nat, but his voice was nervous and his blue eyes were frantically searching for something above her head, as if sweeping the area.

"Okay, is there anything weird that you may have noticed at the time, anything at all?" She asked, looking up to stare at him in the eyes.

"Not really, but I did see some guy running down the street, he didn't look like he was running away, more like running for excercise," he said, the last part was more of a whisper and a blush over took his cheeks, "uh, so maybe I didn't really see anything weird, I just wanted to talk to the pretty woman." His blush increased, and he raised his hand to the back of his neck, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"It's alright, but if you do remember, anything at all, feel free to call the precinct. Anything could be helpful." She said, really trying to show that she wasn't grimacing at the guys attempt at flirting.

"Sure," the man said, his red cheeks becoming brighter from the rejection.

"You're free to go home," she informed him and noticed that Olivia was with the last witness. She took out her phone to see the time - 3:30 AM; great, this was going to be a sleepless night, yet it wasn't like she was going to sleep tonight anyways. Again she felt the warm, firm hand placed lightly over the center of her back. Quickly she stepped back and turned around, her eyes connecting with chocolate eyes.

"Amanda-" Olivia tried again, but was interrupted.

"Please don't," whispered Amanda, her vision becoming blurry. She cleared her voice and then said, "I'm going to go to the precinct, try to help Finn and Amaro."

"I can give you a ride if you want," Olivia said, taking a step closer, but remembered they weren't on good terms.

"Don't do this, please." Responded Amanda, her voice becoming jittery and her palms clammy.

"Don't do what? Don't apologize? Don't tell you what I need to tell you?" Asked Olivia, following Amanda who began to walk down the street.

"No; you had your chance and it wasn't here. I heard you loud and clear, Olivia, even if you didn't say anything, I got it!" Yelled Amanda as she stopped walking and turned around.

"Look, I was shocked, okay!? I was shocked and you didn't give me time to respond, you left!" Said Olivia, stopping in front of the other detective.

"I didn't give you time? You were with someone else! What did you want me to do? Stay and have a good time with you and your boyfriend after I told you that I want you, that I lo-" Amanda stopped, realizing what she was going to say. She put a hand over her mouth and a tear slid down her cheek; she shook her head, turned around, and walked away, tears quickly leaking from her eyes.

"Look I know I didn't react quickly and that Cassidy was there, but he wasn't there for what you thought! He isn't my boyfriend, okay, I broke up with him a few weeks ago, he was getting his stuff; the case we closed finished late and he was up, so he came over," Olivia said, again following Amanda down the street, "Will you stop!?"

"Look, I get it, can we just ignore that it ever happened?" Yelled Amanda, her voice breaking.

"You're not listening! You don't let me finish!" Said Olivia, grabbing at Amanda's arm, turning her around and stepping close, loving the warmth that radiated of the other woman.

"Can we please not do this? I get it, friends, it's not that hard! I'll stay on my side of the station and you stay to your side, and everything will blow over; no big deal." Said Amanda, crossing her arms, not liking how her body was begging her to get closer.

"Again, you're not listening Amanda-" Began Olivia, but she was interrupted again.

"What is it? What is it that I don't hear?" Asked Amanda, her arms flailing around in frustration. Olivia just grunted in frustration before she took two quick steps, grabbed Amanda's face, and connected her lips to the others detective. Lips danced with lips after a few seconds of surprise, lips molded against the other, heat radiating from one person to another. Amanda felt like everything stopped as she felt Olivia asked for entrance, her tongue sweeping at her bottom lip for permission. Granting her access, she moaned when tongue met tongue; placing her hands on hips she pulled the other woman's body towards her, they both moaned when they felt each other flush against the other.

"That," said Olivia when they broke the kiss, but stayed in the other woman's arms, "is what I was trying to say."

"Oh," whispered Amanda, a blush set on her cheeks. Olivia chuckled and wiped at Amanda's lone tears; she leaned in again and pecked the blonde's cheek where a tear had resided.

"I know that I should have followed you, so that you wouldn't think something else, but I just wanted Cassidy out and you had surprised me that I wasn't thinking much." Explained Olivia, her embrace on Amanda tightening.

"I'm mad at you," grunted Amanda, her voice not as serious as she wanted it to be.

"Maybe I can make it better?" Olivia said, wagging her eyebrows and leaning in to connect their lips again. Olivia moaned at the taste of the other woman, glad to feel their lips molding against the others, but before she could deepen the kiss, her cell phone rang out. Amanda grunted in frustration at the interruption while Olivia reached for her pocket. "Benson...yeah, we're still here...no, we finished, no one saw anything except for the victim falling...okay, yeah I'll check that out...yeah, alright, see you in a bit." Olivia said into the phone, and taking out her notepad to write down everything that Finn had told her over the phone. She looked back up when she was finished and said, "Work's calling."

"Right," Amanda said, taking a step back and distracting herself from Olivia, "What did the guys find out?"

"Victim's name is George Milson, 24, lives in apartment number 9 from the building he jumped off. Guys said that he had a rather impressive track record; they say he did time for sexual assault when he was in high school." Olivia informed her in, shaking her head in disgust at the last part.

"So let's start with his building and apartment, maybe we can find out something new from the security tapes." Thought Amanda out loud.

"Yeah," said Olivia, "I guess we're gonna talk about this later?" Asked Olivia.

"I think I can clear some time for you..." Amanda trailed off, a smirk playing on her face. Olivia just chuckled and quickly pecked the other woman's lips before turning around and heading back to the crime scene.

"Hurry up Detective, there's a crime to solve and I would hate to tell the Captain that you were being lazy the entire case. Where would that leave you, Detective Rollins?" Olivia joked as she walked away, swaying her hips, knowing a certain someone would be watching.

"Yeah, uh, we wouldn't want that, Detective Benson." Responded Amanda, almost tripping over her own feet while her attention was placed somewhere else. 'This is going to be a long night,' thought Amanda, her mouth suddenly dry with the view in front of her, and like a good love struck puppy, she followed her owner to her every command, but she would never admit that to anyone, she simply smiled and followed.

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