"I'll be right back," Olivia smiled as Elliot waited in the car and waved her off. She dashed up to the small grocery store and entered happily. She hummed to herself as she wandered down the aisle looking for a specific jelly of some sort- Elliot was so picky.
Behind her, she could hear a faint crying. The detective in her took over so she followed the sound intently. She discovered the only thing standing between her and the worrisome sound was a door. So she opened it.
A man was standing over a helpless woman, but before she could pull her gun, some one from behind slid a rag over her mouth and held it there roughly. She kicked and fought, but the perpetrator had a grip on her. Finally, she found her eyes getting heavy; she was completely knocked out.
A great time had passed, too much time, Elliot thought to himself, he wasn't that picky. He pulled the keys out of the ignition and headed for the store. Like magic, as soon as he placed his hand on the door, echoes of shots ran through the air. He ducked down behind a mail box and quickly got on the radio.
"I've got a 10-10, involving a police officer, requesting back up," He retorted while watching carefully to see if he could find any movement. There was none.
Olivia was tied tight, but fully awake. She sat beside the now dead woman, and the male she saw hovering over the deceased, now watched her with great focus. She wanted to talk him down, figure out what was going on, but the cloth and tape were on tightly, and her arms we're bound with rope.
"What time is it?" A voice came from where she couldn't see. It was a woman. Olivia suddenly tried to seize the opportunity; she tried to crawl to where the woman was only to be greeted by her. She was a tall woman, beautiful, with long wavy black hair and a great figure.
"What is she doing?" the woman asked her male counterpart.
"Huh?"
"What did I tell you about cops? They never sit still. Are you feeling alright?" The woman peered down at Olivia cautiously. Olivia shook her head, confused and groggy. The woman shrugged and grabbed her wrists from the back. She pulled Olivia to her feet, and just when things seemed to be improving, they just got worse.
"Go get the car, and hurry the fuck up," the woman snarled at the man.
The man agreed and quickly ran off. The woman stood dangerously close to Olivia, examining her face and hair. She lightly shifted a piece of hair out of Olivia's eyes.
"You have wonderful eyes," she whispered as she slowly pulled the tape off, "you promise not to scream?"
Olivia nodded. The woman smiled, "I don't believe you. But I can see how others would fall for your charade."
She pushed the tape back on sadly, "I'm sorry," the woman whispered and softly kissed the tape that stood between their lips.
"We should go. That thing", referring to the dead body, "is a little too dirty, unless you like it that way?"
Elliot was greeted by Munch and Fin who pulled up quickly.
"I haven't heard a word or sound in there," Elliot looked disheveled.
"I'll go check out the back," Munch volunteered. He walked into the quiet alley and slowly made his way around a corner. Just as he did, he spotted Olivia being dragged out by the man, she fought hard but not hard enough.
Munch took a few steps forward, his gun elevated, "Police! Freeze!"
The man had just pushed Olivia in the car, so he scurried to slide next to her, while the woman hopped into the driver's seat. Munch quickly got on the radio as the tires screeched away. Elliot ran to his car and took off once he got the description. Fin pulled the car up in front of the store and Munch hopped in.
The man looked frantically back and fourth for any cops, but there were none, "we're ok for now."
"Get the tape off her mouth."
"What? She'll scream!" the man fought.
"Do what I say or I'll drop you off right here."
The man nodded and pulled the tape off. She spit out the small rag and spit in the car.
"Not in the car baby, its brand new," the woman smiled into the rear view mirror at Olivia.
"What is it you want?" Olivia asked finally, dying of curiosity.
"She wants to know what we want, but she doesn't even know our names," the woman looked away acting hurt.
"What's your name?"
"Catherine, Catherine Montgomery. This is my brother, Joseph."
He turned to Olivia, "nice to meet you," then looked out the window again.
"Where are you taking me?" Olivia asked the woman sternly.
"It's like Disneyland, expect the kids are men, and the men ride all night."
"Are you selling me?"
"Mm, smart too? I may consider buying you myself. Although it would be a conflict of interest."
"Meaning what?"
"You're not fooling anyone, you know that right? I mean, I don't have to tell you anything, I know you're a cop. But I like you, and I don't see much hope for your rescue…"
Olivia rolled her eyes and quickly peered out the window. She did a double take. She didn't expect Elliot to be driving right next to the car. Elliot looked over at Olivia and pointed to the front seat. She knew she had to get out of the right side of the car so he could ram them.
Olivia put on her sexiest voice, her most flirty eyes, and her most seductive pose, "Can I sit up there with you?"
The woman broke into a smile, "I'm impressed. So soon. I didn't think I'd get you to warm up."
"So can I?" Olivia pleaded, "please."
"Come join me babe. Joseph, take off the rope."
Olivia was finally free. She waited until they completed a turn on the freeway, and then made her climb to the front. She sat down and turned to Catherine to speak, but was suddenly ambushed as the woman pushed her lips onto Olivia and sucked a few times. Olivia was stunned, shocked really.
"Tasty," the woman smiled with the lick of her lips.
Olivia turned her head away confused and shamed, she looked out the window to notice two more undercover cars pull up beside her, check out the scene, then disappear. Eventually two black and white's appeared behind them, and the woman knew they were after them.
"Hold on babe," she floored the car and barely missed cutting off Elliot. He pursued quickly, his lights and sirens still off.
TBC