Author's Note: Okay, so here's chapter 6. I'm like really enjoying writing this, so I'm updating really fast- please let me know if I'm updating TOO FAST. I don't want to overload my readers.

Thank you for your reviews, and I'll try to keep the chapters coming.

Here's a short one- cause gotta have some cliff hangers. :P

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Chapter 6: Parachute.

I don't need a parachute, baby, if I've got you Baby, if I've got you.

I don't need a parachute.

You're gonna catch me,

You're gonna catch if I fall down, down, down.

-Ingrid Michaelson/Cheryl Cole

Amanda POV:

Amanda couldn't help but grunt as she hauled herself out of the subway train. She'd barley managed to stay conscious during the train ride, and the skin on her stomach felt like it was ripping apart every time she bent over. Once Amanda had gotten on the train she'd realized just how bad her injury's were. Her arm hadn't stopped bleeding and her shirt was damp with blood. Amanda had started to feel dizzy from blood loss.

"Shit!" she exclaimed, dropping her body to the subway floor, resting against a pillar. The subway was deserted this time of night, so she couldn't ask for anybody to help her up.

Amanda tried to bury her face in her hands as she realized she'd need to call someone, but the cut on her arm protested. She managed to dig her phone from her pocket and turn it on. Almost four AM. She couldn't call 911, they'd only ask questions and when they found out about her living on her own there would be a chance she'd get sent to foster care despite almost being legal. The only person she had to call was- Amanda gulped, Olivia Benson.

What if she woke Olivia up? What if Olivia couldn't come? What if Olivia actually did come?

Amanda didn't really have much of a choice, she needed help, and she somehow knew the older woman would come. With a sigh she clicked on Olivia's name on her phone and pressed call, holding the phone to her ear with her uninjured arm. The phone just kept ringing and ringing, Amanda was about to hang up.

"Mmm, hello?" Olivia's voice was raspy and so fucking sexy when she'd just woken up.

"I woke you, I'm sorry," Amanda said, trying her best not to cry.

"Amanda? Is that you?" Olivia suddenly sounded awake, and alert. She could hear fabric rustling in the background.

"Yeah, it's me," Amanda was starting to feel really hazy. She held the phone to the crook of her shoulder as she raised the hand that had been holding the phone to her shoulder, trying to put pressure on the cut. She hissed and nearly dropped the phone.

Amanda bit her lip, trying to fight off tears. "I had another accident. I uh- I need some help, Olivia."

"Where are you, Amanda? I will be right there, you just gotta tell me where you are, baby," Olivia sounded slightly panicked. Amanda still thought her voice was hot.

Amanda tried to ignore the pet name, now was not the time to dwell on that.

"I'm in the Subway, I don't know. I'll try and make it out to the street so I can give you a name," Amanda said.

She ignored Olivia's protests as she grabbed the sides of the pillars and attempted to hoist herself from the floor, nearly screaming in pain as her body protested, but she kept going sliding her body up the pillar until she was on her feet. Amanda was nearly sobbing by the time she made it to the subway stairs. She heard Olivia in her ear just telling her to sit back down, that she'd find her.

Amanda grinned to herself through her tears, "I'm almost there, just ugh, give me a sec."

She heard Olivia's voice, but she couldn't make out the words. She was so concentrated on lifting her legs, taking one step at a time. It was only about 20 steps but by the time Amanda got to the top, she was ready to throw herself a party.

"I did it, Olivia!" Amanda breathed into the phone.

When Olivia responded, Amanda's heart broke. "Where are you, darling? Give me something, please," Olivia sounded ready to breakdown.

Amanda stumbled her way to the closest street-sign and read it to Olivia.

"Good, Amanda, good. I'm on my way. Don't move, I'll be there in a minute, okay? I'm on my way," Olivia said, she could hear a car starting from Olivia's end.

Amanda simply nodded, forgetting Olivia couldn't see her, before ending the call and tucking her phone into her pocket.

Amanda tried to hold on, she really did, but within a minute of ending the call her eyes began to droop. Amanda smiled as her world blacked, her head sagging onto the cool surface of the metal pole of the street sign.

Her last thought: Olivia was coming for her.

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Amanda was startled awake as she heard a car coming down the street, usually this part of town was deserted. The car that was coming was a black vintage mustang, and it was speeding. Amanda was nearly asleep again when the car made a quick stop in front of her, tires almost screeching. Amanda heard the car door, and she huddled closer to the pole.

Then she saw her, Olivia was illuminated beautifully by the car's headlights and Amanda's mouth suddenly got ten times drier. Olivia's face was void of makeup, she was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans and a white shirt with a leather jacket thrown over it, on her feet were a pair of converse style sneakers. Amanda thought Olivia was hot when she was at school, seeing her so casual was like a very dirty dream come true.

Sadly she only had a moment to study Olivia, because as soon as she was spotted, the older woman was on her.

Olivia crouched down next to Amanda and softly took her bruised face in her hand. "Amanda, my god, what happened?"

And then Olivia noticed the blood, the blood had now completely soaked Amanda's shirt.

Olivia's eyes widened and she placed her hands under Amanda's armpits, trying to hoist her up. Amanda groaned in pain as her ribs protested the sudden movement, but she wrapped her arms around Olivia's neck, and allowed herself to be lifted off the hard concrete of the sidewalk. Olivia was whispering soothing words into her ear, but Amanda couldn't focus. The older woman's body was pressed so tightly against hers, it made Amanda insane. Olivia smelled so good, and she had to fight her urge to bury her face in the woman's hair. Amanda felt Olivia's arms wrap around her waist softly, trying not to put any pressure on Amanda's abdomen. Olivia's hands rubbed her lower back as she walked backwards, almost dragging Amanda to her car. One of Olivia's arms unwound from around her, and a moment later she heard the car door open.

"I'll get blood in your car, Livvy," Amanda mumbled sleepily. Olivia didn't answer, only unwound her other arm from Amanda's waist, instead putting both arms on Amanda's hips. Amanda clung tightly to Olivia's neck as the older woman helped her lower into the passenger seat, once Amanda was seated, Olivia unwrapped Amanda's arms from her neck and buckled her seat belt for her. Her door slammed shut, and she saw Olivia jogging around to the drivers side, hurriedly slipping into the car.

Amanda mumbled her address to Olivia, and Olivia looked at her like she was crazy.

"I'm not taking you back to whoever did this to you, Amanda," Olivia said threw clenched teeth.

Amanda shook her head, Olivia needed to understand. "No, I have an apartment, Olivia."

Olivia's knuckles turned white from her grip on the steering wheel, "I understand, Amanda. I won't take you back. You're going to the hospital."

Amanda panicked, "No! No! Olivia, please..please.. no hospital. Please. You don't understand, please."

With that Amanda finally lost the battle with the darkness, her eyes rolling back into her head as her head slumped against Olivia's shoulder.

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Dun dun dah! I just wanted to give you guys a taste of what's to come. I hope you enjoyed that short little teasing snippet. :P