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"Why do you have so much stuff though?"
He breathes a laugh through his nose. "It's a lot, isn't it? My mom made us all take our things, part of an effort to clean up the house, but could we do with those things what we pleased?"
Amanda shakes her head solemnly, playing along.
"No, absolutely not, and if I can't locate the bowling trophy I won in tenth grade within five minutes, we're doing prayers to St. Anthony or a full accounting of at least three of my most ungrateful teenage moments. There's no winning. So –"
"You keep the stuff."
"I keep the stuff."
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10 Aug 2026
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It usually plays like this –
(it's a shitty motel doorway in West Virginia)
– it’s a random Monday and Carisi comes over wearing some well-tailored suit.
He’s got the faintest traces of cologne clinging to him, his hair the perfect amount of messy, his fucking face, and she feels something warm and fizzing flip low in her stomach.
And she knows that feeling, is ever-so-familiar with that feeling, it’s the one that leads to sweat and skin and unfamiliar ceilings.
So, she just acknowledges it, tells herself no, not possible, and moves on.
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10 Aug 2026
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"I think you'll find I haven't lost anything," Liv says. "But, instead, have been given the opportunity to showcase that this department is responsible for growing talent that can answer the call when national security is on the line."
The way Liv rattles it off, Amanda can tell it's a close, if not direct, quote from someone, and she rolls her eyes.
"This is bullshit and you know it," Amanda says, floundering for another opening. "What about the girls? I'm just supposed to not see my kids for three weeks? There's no way I'm doing that."
"Rollins – Amanda," Liv says, and sighs. "It'll get worked out. This kind of assignment doesn't just happen. They didn't draw straws or anything random, you and Carisi were 'carefully selected from a variety of male-female pair nominations against a set of criteria developed to ensure mission success.'"
(an undercover-as-married fic, set before they get together canonically, because they get together here)
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09 Aug 2026
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Every inch Jesse grows, every precocious sentence spoken in her sweet little voice, is a physical representation, a constantly rising water line of his feelings for Amanda, and he has gotten very good at swimming.
(Of course, you don't learn to swim without swallowing a few dozen choking mouthfuls of water and he's had those, too. In West Virginia. In a hospital hallway as another man proposed to her.)
(And, okay, yeah, sometimes you just…look for land, too. But he never stays on land long, can never fully wrestle down the feeling that he's not being fair to the…land.)
But now – now he can't shake that old rhyme, he doesn't even know where it came from, probably isn't even the right phrasing, but it’s been playing over and over in his head:
Water, water everywhere and not a drop to drink.
Because he needs a date and he needs one fast and the only person around – the only person he can think to ask – is Amanda.
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09 Aug 2026
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It was an intimacy Amanda hadn’t expected, hadn’t ever experienced before - beyond the physical, this connection with someone who knew all of her and still looked at her like she was responsible for the stars in the sky.
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