I swear I write when I decide to procrastinate. I have an essay due tomorrow evening, and here I am... Welp.

I hope y'all enjoy this chapter. I guess it's been awhile since I last updated, so I don't exactly remember what plot-line I was aiming towards (oops my bad). But this chapter just naturally flowed through my fingertips, so here y'all go.

PS. I'm seriously starting to ship Rollins/Barba #SorryNotSorry

PPS. I AM SO EXCITED FOR SEASON 17

PPPS. Sorry this chapter's so short LOL i should probably go write my essay now... It's a music essay and I can choose any song to analyze. So, naturally, I chose an Ed Sheeran song. But the analyzing part is going to kill me oh my god kill me now ok i'll stop ranting now kthanxbye

[Amanda's POV]

which fucking courtroom did Barba say he was in?

I grabbed my phone and sent a quick text.

"Barba which room are you in?"

"7. Almost done. Give me a sec." was his reply.

It was rare that Barba and I were free at the same time to go and grab a bite to eat. But, since Barba was still technically considered the "rookie" of SVU, I wanted to do my best to make him more comfortable with the SVU squad.

plus it doesn't hurt that he looks good in a suit and he's a hell of a good lawyer

I started to stroll down the hallway, scrolling through my un-read emails.

The gunshots were so loud that I jumped, and nearly dropped my phone in the process.

what in the fuck

I grabbed the nearest cop.

"Hey HEY what the fuck is going on?"

"Courtroom 7. Some guy…. Some guy is shooting. Was shooting. I don't know." the poor cop rambled, before running off to usher other civilians to safety.

"Courtroom 7…." I muttered.

Then it hit me.

oh god Barba

I hit 3 on my phone.

"Liv, there's been a shooting at the courthouse. Barba… I think he's…. I DON'T KNOW JUST GET TO THE COURTHOUSE NOW!"

please don't let him be hurt

Running towards the room was like a fish trying to swim upstream. People kept getting in my damn way. I was inches away from the courtroom door when I felt someone grab me from behind.

"HEY!"

"Ma'am, you can't go in there!"

"The hell I can't. My friend is in there! MOVE!" I yelled while frantically trying to get out of the officer's grip.

not today not today not today

"You can't go in there. Not yet. We have hostage negotiators and S.W.A.T. teams on the way. We'll get your friend out." the cop assured.

My legs felt like jell-o, and I had to grip the wall to stay upright when he released his grip. It literally felt like forever until my team showed up.

"He's…. Barba's in there." I whispered to Olivia.

"I know." she sighed.

The hostage negotiators and the S.W.A.T. team set up some laptops in another room farther away. They used their techno-god skills and hacked into the security cameras. But really, I wish I hadn't looked.

oh god no please no