Sweet Confrontations
Chapter 12
"I love me, I love me enough for the both of us." - Jhené Aiko Efuru Chilombo
By Vendredii & Blossoming Words
A/N: We have a feeling you guys will love this chapter. Anyway, on with the Rolivia
"Hi." Olivia Benson quietly slipped into Asanti's hospital room, Amanda right behind her. Asanti turned her face away from them as much she the bed would allow. The bright hospital lights illuminated the bruises covering her neck and face, ones Olivia hadn't noticed at first.
"Why are you here? I can't go anywhere." The young woman said annoyed, lifting her hand to show the handcuffs connecting her to the hospital bed.
Amanda walked over to her. "Asanti," she sat down in one of the chairs by the bed. "We want to clear things up, get you out of here. But you have to tell us who attacked you."
"I told you!" She said angrily. "I don't know!"
Olivia had noticed Asanti had an easier time talking to Amanda than her, so she quietly slipped back out the room to find a decent cup of coffee.
"But when I find out…" She trailed off staring at her hands. "He'll wish he was never born."
Amanda's eyes widened. "What? You're gonna kill him?" When she saw no response from Asanti, she realized that was exactly what Asanti planned to do. Amanda sighed and stood up from her seat.
"You can't get revenge like this, Asanti. You can't kill for revenge, it's against the law, and it's against the rules!" Amanda told the younger woman quickly.
"Then change them!" Miss Rosyara answered.
"Change the laws. Write into the future books of law, that when a man rapes a woman, he is not only proving his masculinity, but committing a suicide. As for when that woman sees that man in her life again, it'll be her right to kill the bastard!" She said, fumbling her fingers in vexation.
"Look darlin' as much as I'd love to agree with you I sadly can't and we both know that the only way your rapist is gonna die, is in a prison rotting for what he did to. But that's only if you give him up!" Amanda tried to use a calm tone but she was starting to get angry. Asanti knew she had to abide by the rules but still she just pushed her luck.
"You can't find him. There's not a chance." Asanti spat back as she began to rock slightly in order to comfort herself.
"Miss Rosyara if you don't cooperate..." the blonde began
"If I don't cooperate? Look lady, you want me locked away as it is. Why should I trust you? Come on, give me one simple reason! "The Indian woman screamed.
"Because I won't stop until I've caught that son of a bitch..." Rollins looked to the door and saw Olivia stood there. She'd clearly heard the screaming. She nodded to her girlfriend then turned back to the young woman.
"Asanti," began Amanda, her tone softening. "It doesn't matter who you are, or what you've done. No one deserves what you've been through."
"T-the things he made me do; the things he said. I don't want to talk about it." Asanti explained.
"I promise we will find him, and he will go to jail. But you have to tell me who it is, okay?" Rollins asked.
Asanti let out a huge sigh. "He told me who he was. I don't know why."
"Okay. Who did he say he was?"
"Charlotte's father."
Amanda stared at Asanti with disbelief. "Are you sure?" The blonde asked doubtfully.
"He said, this is what I get for hurting his little girl." Asanti wrapped her arms around her knees .
"But you said you didn't hurt her. Why would he hurt you if you didn't kill her?" Amanda's tone became more persistent.
Asanti ignored the question and Rollins used her hand to gently stroke the side of Asanti's arm, the woman did not, for the first time reject the advance but welcomed it. Her shaking began to stop and she looked desperately up at the blonde.
"He meant getting her into Luca's business" Rosyara spoke quietly.
"You mean prostitution?" The junior detective asked.
"YOU can put it like that, but it was different. They were cared for."
A cough sounded near the door and Olivia signaled to Rollins. The two women stood in the doorway, as they carefully watched the Indian woman attempting to now sleep.
"We need to find him Liv, I've promised I'll find him." Amanda gazed at the floor. "I feel so angry!"
"Honey you will, but it's our job to get him. So let's go do just that." Benson smiled at her partner and kissed the woman's cheek before they turned and headed for the exit.
Later on that night, as promised, Amanda prepared herself for her 'romantic' evening with Olivia. She never really saw herself as the romantic type, but Olivia was most definitely worth it.
The blonde looked at appearance in her full length mirror for probably the 100th time. Not in vanity, just that she wanted everything to perfect. Knowing if she stood there any longer, she'd be late, she moved from out of her bathroom and into her connected bedroom.
45 minutes later and she was parked outside of Olivia's apartment building, a place she had been hundreds of times. Yet that didn't stop the nervous smile on her face. At 8:00 on the dot, she exited her pick-up and heading towards the door. She grabbed the red roses she had picked up from the florist earlier that night out of the passenger seat.
She was determined to make this night perfect.
Climbing the stairs she found her nerves only grew each step the butterflies increased.
When she reached the door a short rap on it found Benson rushing to open her way for her girlfriend. And when she did her smile could not have been bigger, better or even brighter for that matter.
With the bad things happening in their case it was nice to take some time out and really get to appreciate what they had. And that thing for Benson was Amanda. As the woman stepped into the apartment she was met by a different environment. She felt like a fish out of water. Rollins hardly recognized the place.
The brunette took her coat and laughed as she saw the younger woman scanning the room.
To the left of her were pillows laid out neatly on the floor joined by a blanket and a stack of new movies and to her right were the fresh aromas of Italian cooking. The blonde smiled, she just loved how Olivia paid such close attention to detail. But don't get her started on the lighting; the whole vicinity was covered with candles, casting a warm and passionate glow on the place.
Amanda turned around, smiling at Olivia. Olivia smiled in return and wrapped her arms around Amanda.
"This is freaking fantastic, Olivia. You know you didn't have to do all this right?" Amanda said after kissing Liv lightly and placing her hands around the taller woman's neck.
"But I did because; I know how much you LOVE my cooking." Olivia smirked.
"Well, I do love your cooking." Amanda admitted. "Maybe a little more than you." Amanda made a small gap between her thumb and index finger smiling. "Just a little
Olivia feigned a gasp. "Surprising."
Amanda smiled up at her lover, "So what ya got cooking over there?"
Benson laughed, "Like all good things honey, it's a secret!"
Rollins rolled her eyes. "A secret? Now that's no fun."
The older woman grinned and went over to stir what was in the pot in the oven. "Why don't you go and sit down? That way you can get all relaxed for our evening in." The brunette smiled at her girlfriend but the woman remained standing next to her.
"Well what if I'm comfortable where I am?" The blonde kissed the brunette's neck and proceeded to wrap her arms around her waist.
"And what if I have some super-secret surprise that requires you to sit down and relax?" Olivia laughed.
"Olivia Benson, this isn't code for 'I'm wearing really cute underwear now go sit down so I can show you' is it?" Amanda giggled and grabbed a beer from the refrigerator.
Olivia burst into fits of laughter, "Sorry to disappoint you baby but no. Now get that cute ass over on that couch before I make you." The older woman continued to laugh as she began to plate up their evening meal.
Amanda rolled her eyes playfully with a smile before making her way to the couch.
One bottle of red wine, two movies and some Italian food later, and Amanda's nerves returned. The only thing keeping her calm at the moment was Olivia's hand resting near her arm. Amanda's original plan went out the window, so she was going to have to improvise.
Olivia could practically smell the anxiety radiating off her girlfriend. Amanda's head was resting comfortably in lap.
Olivia began to stroke the blonde hair from her face and wrapped her fingers around Amanda's shaking hand.
"Are you okay Amanda?" The brunette questioned as she could clearly see the internal torment her girlfriend was going through.
The younger woman sat up and looked at her lover, "I'm just tired is all, long day and all that." She tried to produce a smile in the effort to convince Benson she was perfectly fine but the senior detective knew better.
"Come on then why don't we go to bed? It's been a long day and all I wanna do is cuddle and sleep." Benson grinned as she shifted off the couch and onto her feet. "I'm just going to go have a shower real quick first." And then she proceeded to leave the room.
'This is your chance Rollins!' Amanda's mind was screaming at her but her heart was pounding so rapidly that she felt nauseous. She snuck over to her coat and produced a set of pink and white love heart shaped notes, and then went onto place a trail of them from the bathroom door to the bed.
Amanda lay in wait in the bedroom as she heard her lover exit the bathroom. Hearing the older woman's footsteps stopped she knew she had found the first note.
Olivia picked up the heart and read the front of it: 'Olivia I love the way you stroke my hair when I'm trying to fall asleep' and then the second one read: 'Olivia I love the way you always know what to say when I'm upset'. The older woman smiled and moved onto the last remaining four. 'Olivia I love your perfect smile and your sexiness' Benson laughed aloud. 'Olivia I love the way you know when something's up with me and how caring you are', and then the penultimate one.
'Olivia, I love you! And nothing will ever change that.' The brunette could feel her heart beating faster as she bent down to grab the last white heart that sat just inside her bedroom. She looked down at it and read 'Liv...will you marry me?'
Olivia's smile widened and tears of happiness began to roll down her face as she gazed in front of her and saw a small box. Inside, a sparkling diamond encrusted ring was delicately placed, surrounded by candles that romantically formed the shape of a heart.
The brunette looked up and over to her girlfriend who was sat in the window gazing at her with hopeful eyes.
Amanda had all of two seconds to prepare herself for Olivia running up to her and encasing her in a passionate kiss. Amanda of course, let out a sigh of relief, even though Liv hadn't technically said yes. All worries left her system. Amanda placed her hands on either side of Olivia hips. When Olivia pulled back, Amanda swore she had never seen such a stunning look in the brunette'a eyes.
Somewhat breathless, Liv answered Amanda's question. "Yes. I will marry you, Amanda Rollins."
A/N: #nocaptionneeded