Chapter 1 – Eat the Ice

Pulling on her skates was the last thing Olivia Dunham would think she was doing on her day off but Ella had insisted she try out her new birthday present from her aunty.

"Come on Aunt Liv! I wanna get on the ice!" Ella pulled and pulled Olivia's hand trying to pull her up off the chair.

"Ella, hang on a second please, I'm trying to do up my laces, I know you're excited," Olivia laughed as she finished lacing up her boot. Glancing around the rink, there was about 7 other people already on the ice, smiling to herself Olivia rose up from the chair and took Ella's hand. Helping her walk over to the rink side, Olivia was first to get on and she then helped Ella who took off as soon as her feet hit the ice.

Olivia watched as she skated around the rink, occasionally falling but picking herself up and continuing on. Olivia could feel the earth tremble under her feet but ignored it considering they were right near a train station.

An hour later and a few tears Olivia made her way to the rink side to greet Rachel, "Hey Rach, ready to pick up Ella?"

"Yea, thanks Liv, she was so excited about it." Rachel smiled at Olivia and continued, "how does it feel to be back on the ice?"

"Like I never left…" Olivia smiled and skated backwards away from Rachel, did a hockey stop in the middle of the rink and sprinted back to her.

"It's nice to see you happy Liv…Come on Ella, we have to go now! But I will bring you back next week!"

"I'll see you both tonight then," Olivia kissed her niece of the cheek and skated away, pulling out her ipod she turned it on and lost herself on the ice.

After cutting up the ice for about another 2 hours the tremble was back but this time it brought up the ice and down the roof. Mid-stride Olivia hit the ice on her side and skidded skates first into the guards as the roof collapsed. Covering her head with her arms didn't do much because a support beam landed right on her head and knocked her unconscious.

1 Hour Later

"I'm fine, really, its just a scrape. Please let me go." Olivia almost whined to the paramedics as they checked her over. She was covered in cuts and bruises and blood but nothing seemed to keep her down when she saw Broyles making his way over to the scene, but she stopped when she saw Peter and Walter following close behind. She could hear Walter asking millions of questions and could see Peter getting frustrated already.

"No Walter, we are not here to ice skate or play icehockey." Peter huffed angrily.

"But son, you used to love playing when you were a boy. Don't you remember when you're mother used to take you to training?"

Peter was about to turn around when he noticed that Olivia wasn't at the scene, "Um, sir, where is Agent Dunham?" Peter wondered why she wasn't actually there and why it was Broyles who had called him.

In hearing her name from Peter's lips, Olivia decided it was probably time to make herself known to them, even though she was the one that had called Broyles. The paramedics had finally let her up from her sitting position on the cold ice and so she made her way around the cracks and missing chunks of ice on the rink. She was still able to glide gracefully up to the trio. Broyles had his back to her and so she announced her self.

"Someone ask for me?" Trying to sound together after the shock, Olivia put on smile. Broyles turned to face her, Walter seemed intrigued with something in the air and Peter, well Peter, couldn't take his eyes off the red and angry gash on her forehead.

"What happened Dunham?" Broyles was trying to act professional but he could see the pain behind her eyes she was trying to hide.

"Well sir, I don't actually know. I felt the ground move but figured it was just a train and then about 2 hours later or so, the whole rink went up as the ground shook. Was it an earthquake or something?" Olivia's eyes moved from Broyles to Peters, but when they landed on Peter she could see the worry in his face and the fear in his eyes. God how she hoped that he wasn't worried about her.

"Dunham, no one else in the area felt anything at all. Even the housing next door didn't feel anything."

"So what are you saying sir?" Olivia's eyes darted around the rink. No was killed just injured, again only cuts and bruises, but what could have done this?

"That's you're area Agent. Keep me informed." And with that he turned on his heals and left.

Running her hand through her hair, Olivia glanced up at Peter. She was now almost eye level with him because of her skates and he took a step towards her.

"Liv, are you ok? That looks pretty bad..." Peter raised his hand almost to her face but something flashed in his eyes and he withdrew.

"We should probably get to work. Peter could you please make sure you get names and number's of everyone that was here when the rink caved in. We might need to talk to them later on."

"Sure thing, Liv." With a split second hesitation, Peter was walking over to the first group of people and began writing on paper. She watched him walk around and only smiled when he slipped on the ice and fell but it wasn't until he brought his hands up did she notice that he was covered in blood.

Instinct took over and she skated up to him and collapsed on her knees, thinking he was injured but when she slid up to his side the both stared at the gaping whole in the ice and what was buried underneath it.

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