Amanda had taken Noah with her to her house, just in case, and Carisi slept on Olivia's couch to stand guard. Fin sat in a car watching the building. He was still processing that the woman he had worked with and known all these years had an identical twin sister. They were exactly the same, but he could tell just the slightest difference that Emily had grown up with loving, devoted parents and Olivia had her alcoholic mother. Despite this small difference, they had both chosen the same career and acted almost exactly the same which didn't help him tell them apart at all. The sun was finally starting to rise as a yawn escaped his mouth.
A man in a hooded sweatshirt started walking down the street and toward Olivia's building. A quick look at the sketch in the passenger seat made him suspect that was the perp. Fin quietly exited his car, walking slow enough that the man didn't notice him tailing. The man entered Liv's building and he knew it was him now. Fin slowly sped up as to not alert him and pulled his phone out and texted Carisi.
Carisi woke up with a start as his phone that had been propped on his chest dinged loudly and vibrated with the text from Fin. A quick look at his screen had him jump up and draw his handgun as he moved to the door and waited in position. Fin followed the man until the elevator and took the other one a few minutes later just in case. The second he stepped off the elevator he was tackled to the ground, a knife pulled to his neck.
"I knew someone was following me." The man said, stepping on Fin's back and pulling his head back to expose his neck further.
"Freeze!" Fin heard Carisi say, the blade starting to dig into his neck.
"Ok man," Fin said, the movement of his talking cutting the knife in just a little more, "N-no one has to get hurt here."
The man hesitated for just a second and shot rang out in the hallway, crumbling the man to the floor as the superficial bullet hole in his arm spread blood like a blooming flower.
Emily's eyes sprung open at the silence splitting bang. She wasn't quite sure if she was dreaming until Olivia burst into the room breathing heavy.
"We caught him." Olivia said, sitting down on the bed out of breath, "We need to go, you're going to Amanda's."
Emily stood, but quickly sat back down, the room spinning. Olivia quickly sat next to her and kept her upright.
"Are you ok?" Olivia asked, the question firm in her eyes.
"Yeah," Emily said, standing up again slowly and clearing her throat, "I must have stood up too fast or something."
Emily quickly got dress in some of Olivia's clothes because hers were still in the back of the truck. It was no surprise that it fit her perfectly.
She walked out into the living room to Amanda, Lucy, and Noah already there with Olivia. It was a Sunday so Amanda was taking Emily to her place as a safety precaution in case he didn't act alone. Olivia had already packed her a bag of clothes complete with toiletries she had already bought her for the guest bathroom and handed her the bag along with her cell and charger.
"Ok," Amanda said, a polite smile on her face, "You ready to go?"
"Y-yup," Emily said, grabbing the strap of the duffle bag and walked towards the door.
"Wait, one sec," Olivia said as she half jogged towards Emily and wrapped her arms around her, "I know we just met a few weeks ago, but you're my sister and I just wanted to say I love you."
Emily held back tears as she hugged Olivia back, "I love you, too."
Emily and Amanda walked out the door, neither speaking a word. Emily checked her phone which had buzzed incessantly while she was hugging Olivia. She had 3 missed calls from the hospital which was odd, she had been discharged over a week. She disregarded the calls and decided to wait to check the messages until they got to Amanda's house. The drive there wasn't awkward, but it was silent save for the faint sound of low playing country music on the radio. The walk up to her apartment was even more quiet as rode the elevator to her floor. Once to her apartment and inside it felt just a little less awkward. Her apartment was a little more homey than Olivia's, possibly because it was smaller, but it reminded her of her own home in Seattle. Emily gingerly walked through the apartment to the couch and sat down slowly.
"Uh, do you need anything?" Amanda said, not sure what to offer, "Would you like a drink? Coffee maybe? Are you hungry?"
Emily wasn't sure which question to answer first, "Yes, definitely yes, and idk I've felt super nauseous today. Must just be everything going on."
She shuffled through her jacket pockets until she found her phone and dialed her voicemail and listened to the message from the hospital. They had information they needed to share that was too sensitive to be left on a voicemail. That was odd. Her mind quickly jumped to her mother having breast cancer, but now that she knew she wasn't blood related that may not be a possibility. Amanda brought the freshly made cup of coffee and a toasted bagel and sat it on the side table next to Emily.
"What's going on?" Amanda asked, worried it was something to do with the case.
"Oh," Emily said, bringing the phone down and hitting the call back button to the hospital, "I don't know exactly, the hospital just had some kind of information they couldn't say over voicemail." Emily shrugged her shoulders and waited until the receptionist on the other end picked up.
"Bellevue hospital, Diane speaking, how may I help you?" The woman said on the other end.
"Yeah, uh, I got a few calls about some sort of information I was supposed to receive that couldn't be left in my voicemail?" Emily said, picking the skin on her thumb with her other hand.
"Oh, yes," Diane said, Emily could hear papers shuffling around, "Emily Drake?"
"Yes?" Emily said, then answered more questions before being transferred to the doctor.
Emily sat listening to the information the doctor was telling her, but all she could hear was her heart beating out of her chest. This was something she was never, ever expecting and she was terrified.