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Post by Amanda Rollins on May 8, 2018 23:13:35 GMT
[attr="class","Amandaner"] [attr="class","Amandaner1"] [attr="class","Amandaback"] [attr="class","Amandanert"] Amanda woke up, her eyelids felt like they were two ton bricks. The vague outline of a familiar face came into shape. Dammit Fin was here. Just what she needed, an earful. Her leg was wrapped up where the bone had fractured after her fall. She’d managed to come back clear on all her head scans. Given the circumstances, she figured Tony was in worse shape. In fact, she wanted to know how he was doing but the nurses would give her nothing on his state. She’d managed to fracture a bone in her leg and had contusions all over her body. All in all, Amanda was lucky. “Fin.” She sat up and made herself comfortable as she could as her eyes started to unfold. There was bits and pieces of the explosion she remembered, but a good bit of it was a blur. After she’d fainted in the ambulance due to dehydration, there was a huge blank slate of much of anything going on. ”You’re here.” Well that was the obvious statement of the week but then again, this was one of those times she was used to the guy in her life not being here. Fin was so different. She rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand that didn’t have the IV in it. She glanced at the clock. “It’s the middle of the night. What are you doing here?” She stated groggily and then it followed with a yawn. ∵ @fin ∵ [attr="class","Amandaner2"] [attr="class","Amandanerlyric"]You have a rope man It wasn’t worth pursuing [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner]width:420px;height:500px;background:#fcfcfc;padding:1px;border:10px solid #113e59;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner1]width:415px;height:495px;margin-top:2px;border:1px solid #f0f0f0;overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner2]width:415px;height:495px;float:center;margin-top:-390px;background: url(https://cdn.nickpic.host/images/pQjHCc.jpg);transition: 0.9s ease-in-out;transition-delay:1s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner:hover .Amandaner2]margin-left:-850px;transition: 0.9s ease-in-out[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanerlyric]width:330px;padding-top:405px;text-shadow:#333 1px 1px;font-family:bookman;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#113e59;padding-bottom:5px;color:#fcfcfc[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanerlyric span]font-size:108%[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaback]width:400px;height:380px;margin-top:8px;background-color:#fcfcfc[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert]width:400px;height:465px;margin-top:10px;overflow:auto;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;padding:2px;color:#666;background-color:#fcfcfc;line-height:13px;opacity:0;transition:0.8s ease-in-out;transition-delay:0.9s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert span]font-size:11px;text-transform:uppercase[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert b]color:#113e59;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner:hover .Amandanert]opacity:1;transition:0.8s ease-in-out;transition-delay:0.9s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]border:2px solid #fcfcfc; background-color:#aaa;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:horizontal]background-color:#fcfcfc; border:1px solid #fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px; height:5px;background-color:#fcfcfc; border:1px solid #fcfcfc;[/newclass]
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2018 17:52:46 GMT
Hospitals. The one place he hated more than any other in the world, Fin tried to avoid them at all costs, slightly ironic given he used to make his living being a medic but still all the time he had spent in one. The pain that went with it, Fin wanted little more to do with anything like that until he got the call on his phone. The very place he avoided now was the one place he had to be, even when he managed to get through the chaos to find Amanda’s room he could feel the uncomfortable shivers along his spine. Fin had brought along a book, well medical journal for something to try and distract himself with though he found getting past the first page was becoming an issue. He was sat in a chair he had moved to Amanda’s bedside as he waited for her to wake up. He wished there was something more he could do but right now, all that mattered to him was being there for the one person he loved and felt understood him on some level. Fin sat up, leaning closer to Amanda as he smiled. “Right here, just try not to move okay.” Fin suggested though when she made herself comfortable he figured it might be better.
Listening to Amanda he was unsure how to take the fact that she said he was there. Was he supposed to just wait at home for news and not come running the minute he found out she had been in an explosion? He remembered their previous discussions on the matter of being there though the idea of not being there made him angry that she had even had to suffer with a guy who was never there. “Sure I’m here Amanda, no place else I’d ever be.” Fin said smiling toward her as he nodded.
“I got a call to say you were hurt.” Fin explained, “So I came to see you but that doesn’t matter you just rest okay. You’ve had a long day.” He added wanting to kill the person who had done this to the precinct. Another reason why he figured Amanda should do something a lot safer than be a cop but he knew better than to argue that one.
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Post by Amanda Rollins on Jun 3, 2018 16:36:42 GMT
[attr="class","Amandaner"] [attr="class","Amandaner1"] [attr="class","Amandaback"] [attr="class","Amandanert"]Try not to move? Where did he think she was going? It wasn’t like she was going to be running laps around the nurses station anytime soon. She got comfortable and then settled rolling her head so she could see Fin and talk to him. The level of pain killers she was on, she didn’t even want to know. Amanda wasn’t an advocate of them in the slightest; but she’d been in a lot of pain at the time of the explosion, so there was no telling. “Where’s Jesse?” Amanda needed to know where her daughter was too. Amanda reached out for Fin’s hand. It would take some getting used to, someone being here when things went sideways. She appreciated it, more than he could realize. “It does matter, because you’re here.” There was a smile as she said that. “Stay with me until they let me go home?” She knew it wouldn’t be that long given that her leg was already set and they were just waiting on scans to come back. “I’m off duty until my leg heals. Paid time off.” Given the circumstances, Olivia was giving all the officers and detectives paid time off for medical leave. Something that Amanda could appreciate, though she had a feeling that Fin would have hawk eyes on her anyway. Sometimes, he could be a persistent pain in the butt but other times, like now, she appreciated the sentiment behind the action. ∵ @fin ∵ [attr="class","Amandaner2"] [attr="class","Amandanerlyric"]You have a rope man It wasn’t worth pursuing [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner]width:420px;height:500px;background:#fcfcfc;padding:1px;border:10px solid #113e59;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner1]width:415px;height:495px;margin-top:2px;border:1px solid #f0f0f0;overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner2]width:415px;height:495px;float:center;margin-top:-390px;background: url(https://cdn.nickpic.host/images/pQjHCc.jpg);transition: 0.9s ease-in-out;transition-delay:1s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner:hover .Amandaner2]margin-left:-850px;transition: 0.9s ease-in-out[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanerlyric]width:330px;padding-top:405px;text-shadow:#333 1px 1px;font-family:bookman;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#113e59;padding-bottom:5px;color:#fcfcfc[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanerlyric span]font-size:108%[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaback]width:400px;height:380px;margin-top:8px;background-color:#fcfcfc[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert]width:400px;height:465px;margin-top:10px;overflow:auto;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;padding:2px;color:#666;background-color:#fcfcfc;line-height:13px;opacity:0;transition:0.8s ease-in-out;transition-delay:0.9s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert span]font-size:11px;text-transform:uppercase[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert b]color:#113e59;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner:hover .Amandanert]opacity:1;transition:0.8s ease-in-out;transition-delay:0.9s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]border:2px solid #fcfcfc; background-color:#aaa;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:horizontal]background-color:#fcfcfc; border:1px solid #fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px; height:5px;background-color:#fcfcfc; border:1px solid #fcfcfc;[/newclass]
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2018 21:50:31 GMT
Fin made sure to watch Amanda settle knowing his next few days were now going to be taking care of her. He hardly minded the idea or even doing that and at least he could, he had heard a lot about people not managing to get their loved ones out of there. “Shhhhs, Jesse is safe with your mum and my brother. She’s at your place and fine the last time I checked.” Fin added which was around five minutes ago as he was paranoid about Jesse. If she broke while in his care or care of anyone else then Fin felt he was responsible for that, it was why he called his brother to go babysit too.
Logan was no doctor but a vet was just as good, just on the off chance there was anything to worry about. Taking Amanda’s outstretched hand Fin smiled at her, there was never a time when he would be anywhere but there with her when she needed him. “Sure I’ll stay with you; I’m going nowhere at all unless it’s with you.” He stated smiling seeing her leg was already set so it would just be to wait for the okay to go home and scans to make sure all was well.
“That’s great news Amanda; you deserve paid time off all the time.” He added grinning at her though really given the fact the precinct was no more, paid time off was what every cop deserved for living through that. “But you won’t have to do a thing; I’ll make sure that everything is done for you, meals, helping around the house. Just ask and it’ll be done.” Fin stated knowing he was about to go into crazy protective mode for however long Amanda needed off.
“But I’ve been wanting to ask you something.” Fin said knowing now was likely not the best time to ask what he wanted to ask her. It was a case of timing and the idea that today it could have been taken away, no he was going to ask her right then and there because she was alive to give him an answer. Painkillers or none if he asked then he knew for the future. If it all went sideways he could always say she had dreamt it on the painkillers and he would still be there for her no matter what. Amanda was the person who made sense to him and looking after her was what he could do.
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Post by Amanda Rollins on Jul 3, 2018 6:19:03 GMT
[attr="class","Amandaner"] [attr="class","Amandaner1"] [attr="class","Amandaback"] [attr="class","Amandanert"]Amanda wasn't used to anyone telling her to shush, in fact usually she resented it but she was too injured to argue the point. In this case, all Fin got was a look. One that explained her agitated state, but also portrayed her annoyance at being told to shush. Amanda was a spitfire and just because she was in a hospital bed didn't mean that her attitude was going to take a vacation. Nope, in fact it was likely to get more persistent and agitated. Amanda really hated being waited on hand and foot. “Don't make me lock you out of the house Fin. Let me feel like a normal human being and get my stuff done around the house.” She grabbed a pillow and stuck it up behind her so that she could get comfortable. That was when he mentioned wanting to ask questions. Amanda was more than used to his questions. “Don't you just usually up and ask?” Since when was he hesitant about asking questions? Maybe she had hit her head and didn't know it? Fin was acting strange or maybe she was hallucinating from the drugs. Either way, she felt really confused. ∵ @fin ∵ [attr="class","Amandaner2"] [attr="class","Amandanerlyric"]You have a rope man It wasn’t worth pursuing [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner]width:420px;height:500px;background:#fcfcfc;padding:1px;border:10px solid #113e59;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner1]width:415px;height:495px;margin-top:2px;border:1px solid #f0f0f0;overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner2]width:415px;height:495px;float:center;margin-top:-390px;background: url(https://cdn.nickpic.host/images/pQjHCc.jpg);transition: 0.9s ease-in-out;transition-delay:1s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner:hover .Amandaner2]margin-left:-850px;transition: 0.9s ease-in-out[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanerlyric]width:330px;padding-top:405px;text-shadow:#333 1px 1px;font-family:bookman;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#113e59;padding-bottom:5px;color:#fcfcfc[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanerlyric span]font-size:108%[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaback]width:400px;height:380px;margin-top:8px;background-color:#fcfcfc[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert]width:400px;height:465px;margin-top:10px;overflow:auto;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;padding:2px;color:#666;background-color:#fcfcfc;line-height:13px;opacity:0;transition:0.8s ease-in-out;transition-delay:0.9s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert span]font-size:11px;text-transform:uppercase[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert b]color:#113e59;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner:hover .Amandanert]opacity:1;transition:0.8s ease-in-out;transition-delay:0.9s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]border:2px solid #fcfcfc; background-color:#aaa;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:horizontal]background-color:#fcfcfc; border:1px solid #fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px; height:5px;background-color:#fcfcfc; border:1px solid #fcfcfc;[/newclass]
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Post by Deleted on Jul 6, 2018 22:11:49 GMT
Amanda’s one single look explained that shushing her was a mistake, Fin hardly cared about that. He was trying to tell her things were okay and if shushing her was the way he could do that. Fin would make that leap of faith every single day of his life. Fin was used to Amanda arguing, maybe it was the wrong word but their war of words or miniature battles, tug of war it work for them and despite it all. The drugs and the hospital he hoped would lessen Amanda’s fight slightly. “Normal is a speciality and you’ll feel that way, I’ll just make sure to be there so you can do those things around the house.” Fin decided, even if he had to camp on the doorstep he would make sure to do just that. He was there to help her no matter what, he was there for her no matter what why was it so difficult for her to just accept that? All he wanted to do was be there like she deserved someone to be. Fin glanced a little nervously at Amanda for the first time, he usually did up and ask but then this question required a little more bottle than his usual fifty questions a day. “Yes I do and I will ask my question just don’t rush me on it.” He replied a little defensively as he realised that Amanda was just noticing the different to his usual line of questions. He rolled his eyes for a moment pulling the box with a ring in it out of his pocket as he placed it in her hand. He had been planning to ask her this one question a few weeks from now, the right place, right time, the right dinner trip or evening in a hotel. It was a ‘to be planned’ moment in life but right then, Fin could think of nothing else he wanted to ask her. He wanted to make sure he could get an answer and the explosion had pushed him to make it that moment. If Amanda was high on painkillers then if she said no, the likelihood of her remembering it was small. It could be glossed over as a never try that again moment. If she said yes then the ring on her finger explained just about everything she needed to know and once she was less high on painkillers. She would know what had happened, again a gloss over moment of a yes. Either way Fin felt he had every angle of it covered for the moment. Fin reached to open the box for her in her hand as he smiled and gazed at her eyes. The sparkling diamond and sapphire ring, a little more over the top than he normally might have gone for but he had the idea of being romantic, matching the blue of a stone to the colour of her eyes. Fin knew if she hated it, changing it was no issue though the idea was still there was just unsure what jewellery Amanda liked, especially without asking her first. Trying to hold her stare for whatever moment he could. “My question is, will you marry me Amanda Rollins?” Fin asked in a very serious tone. He was being serious, very serious because he wanted this. He wanted Amanda, not just that day or week or year. No he wanted more than that, more than just a hotel date or a fun night or day. He wanted the entire package and he just had to wait and see if he had overstepped a boundary. Fin was more than comfortable with his choice, his question yes he had asked it as he waited nervously. His foot and leg bounced nervously against the hospital floor as he tried not to panic and snatch the box with the ring back and forget he said anything. Red☠Frost
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Post by Amanda Rollins on Sept 10, 2018 21:55:28 GMT
[attr="class","Amandaner"] [attr="class","Amandaner1"] [attr="class","Amandaback"] [attr="class","Amandanert"]They were in a hospital. Amanda was groggy and drugs were a thing but she was pretty good at putting two and two together. Fin had a ring in his hand and was proposing to her in the hospital. "Proposal or not, you don't get to shush me." She inserted the opinion. "But my answer is yes." Call her completely crazy; because that's exactly what she was and she knew exactly what she was getting herself into. She'd be lucky if she still had a job after all of this stuff blew over. Though part of her knew with Benson as head of the department, there would be no easy way to just up and leave the department. Not that she really wanted to leave. Smiling some she leaned back on her pillow and closed her eyes trying to make sense of things. Right now she just wanted to go home and rest. Whether Fin choose to stand watch or not, that was his decision but she wanted out of the hospital. Clearly his proposal couldn't wait until she would remember it. Though her answer wasn't about to change. ∵ @fin ∵ Her muse has been finicky so sorry posts are so short [attr="class","Amandaner2"] [attr="class","Amandanerlyric"]You have a rope man It wasn’t worth pursuing [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner]width:420px;height:500px;background:#fcfcfc;padding:1px;border:10px solid #113e59;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner1]width:415px;height:495px;margin-top:2px;border:1px solid #f0f0f0;overflow:hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner2]width:415px;height:495px;float:center;margin-top:-390px;background: url(https://cdn.nickpic.host/images/pQjHCc.jpg);transition: 0.9s ease-in-out;transition-delay:1s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner:hover .Amandaner2]margin-left:-850px;transition: 0.9s ease-in-out[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanerlyric]width:330px;padding-top:405px;text-shadow:#333 1px 1px;font-family:bookman;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase;color:#113e59;padding-bottom:5px;color:#fcfcfc[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanerlyric span]font-size:108%[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaback]width:400px;height:380px;margin-top:8px;background-color:#fcfcfc[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert]width:400px;height:465px;margin-top:10px;overflow:auto;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:12px;padding:2px;color:#666;background-color:#fcfcfc;line-height:13px;opacity:0;transition:0.8s ease-in-out;transition-delay:0.9s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert span]font-size:11px;text-transform:uppercase[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert b]color:#113e59;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandaner:hover .Amandanert]opacity:1;transition:0.8s ease-in-out;transition-delay:0.9s;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]border:2px solid #fcfcfc; background-color:#aaa;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:horizontal]background-color:#fcfcfc; border:1px solid #fcfcfc;[/newclass] [newclass=.Amandanert::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px; height:5px;background-color:#fcfcfc; border:1px solid #fcfcfc;[/newclass]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2018 20:47:11 GMT
Fin was about to go into his explanation as to why he shushed her but when he heard yes, she said yes he thought for a second. A yes was a good thing. Fin had never really put himself out there like that, sure he had previous girlfriends a loose term related to those he dated on and off but Amanda. Groggy or not he knew he loved. “Do you mean yes?” Fin blurted wanting to double check her answer, not a yes I need more morphine or yes I need you to leave. It was a marriage yes, a proposal yes.
There was a difference in his mind between seeing Amanda was okay and knowing it, yes the fact she was in a hospital said a lot but Fin knew not everyone managed to get out. Seeing her alive, talking even if it was to tell him off, it was worth it. Fin held a smug grin on his face for a moment; she had said yes though what happened after that he was unsure. No one ever told anyone that part of it as he leaned over to kiss her cheek gently. “How about as soon as you get an all clear from the doctor, I take you home?” Fin offered figuring he would never be able to put up with the arguing about staying.
He used to be a medic and he knew the first sign of trouble and Amanda would be right back there. Even if he had to kidnap her in the process. “No throwing me out though, I’m staying with you until you’re better and that doesn’t mean tomorrow okay.” Fin stated in a more or less tone that said she was stuck with him hovering over her at any point in the day. Even if it was to help out with her daughter, cook a meal or generally try not to be the guy breaking people’s fingers for a change. After all he had looked after his brother and he turned out okay in the end. Mostly.
Notes: It is a great post Shelli.
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