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Here's the second chapter. Any parts in italics throughout this story are flashbacks. For anyone who's worrying Elliot will be involved in this story.
Disclaimer: Not mine. How else can it be said?
Chapter 2
Olivia was sat on the bed, her legs tucked underneath herself, her arms wrapped protectively around her stomach, her finger stroking her flat stomach. It was a silent statement to the tiny life growing inside her that she would protect it.
It had been 3 o'clock in the morning when she had woke up with the violent need to throw up. At the precinct she had spent ages wondering what she had ate that might have made her so sick. She and Daniel had enjoyed pizza the previous night. They were sick of going out to restaurants so had decided to stay in for once. Since getting together officially after just three dates they had spent practically every night together and had made passionate love to each other most…that's when things clicked. She thought back in her head to her last period, then she counted and counted and…crap she was over two and a half weeks late. She wondered how she had not noticed, she was never late.
Sitting at her desk alone she knew it. She was pregnant. Later that night, in her apartment, when she had told Daniel he was ecstatic, he hugged her, kissed her and then got on his knees and kissed her flat stomach, before getting to his feet and telling her he loved her and promising her he would take extra special care of both of them. Why had she believed him? They had only been together a few months, she barely knew him. But as the saying goes, Love Is Blind.
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Still stuck in the basement and already she was sick to death of the irritating and constant buzz of the fluorescent light above her. She looked up and glared at it but her attention was soon diverted when she heard the many locks on the door begin to turn. She remained still and simply watched as Daniel walked in, smiling at her. She looked away from him and shook her head. When she looked back up she saw a woman standing behind him with a tray full of food and a cup of something steaming hot. God, she hoped it was coffee.
"Morning, Olivia." Daniel said startling her. Was it morning already. Had she really sat up all night.
She looked at him once more, wondering, well praying that this was all some nightmare that she was going to wake up from, which was ironic because when she had first met Daniel she had prayed that it wasn't all a dream that she would wake up from. She had been so happy.
With difficulty she pushed herself up, her legs had gone dead underneath her. She pulled herself to the edge of the bed and without saying a word slowly got to her feet. Still moving slowly, she made her way round to the woman who held the tray, more than anything she wanted a cup of coffee. She was running on empty and about to stall and crash. She was disappointed when she looked into the cup and saw what looked like pee. The woman saw the look on her face.
"It's boiled water with a dash of honey." she told her with a smile.
Olivia sarcastically mimicked the smile before walking away from her. "You were expecting coffee." Daniel said knowingly.
"Would be nice." Olivia said as she closer studied the basement.
"Out of the question, coffee is bad for the baby." The woman said.
"Olivia this is my wife, Arlene. She is the reason you're here, partly anyway. She can't wait to be a mother." he said smiling at his wife who smiled lovingly back at him.
Olivia looked at them both, confused. "Baby? You want my baby?" she scoffed, aimed at Arlene, why would she want the baby of the woman her husband had been having an affair with? It made no sense.
"That's why you're here. What did you think it was because you had had an affair with my husband?" Arlene laughed.
'Yes.' Olivia thought to herself, "Wait, I don't understand. You want my baby, the baby I'm having with your husband?"
"That's the plan." Arlene said.
Olivia felt a sharp pain in her chest, had she been set up all along? Her heart was pounding now, her head spinning. She was so confused.
"I had to find the perfect woman, someone who was career driven, had no time for children. You seemed ideal. Work all day, get called out all hours of the night. When you're not in work you're at the gym. You could never be a mother… at least that's what I thought. I didn't realise just how much you did actually want to be one. I was going to break things off, move on to the next woman, but it was too late, you were already pregnant. We couldn't wait any longer." Daniel told Olivia.
"You're not having my baby." she told them matter-of-factly.
"You don't have a choice, Olivia." he replied.
"So what? You're going to keep me here until I'm due to have the baby?" she thought out loud.
"You'll have the baby here." Daniel informed her matter-of-factly.
Olivia was stunned. She dropped down onto the bed. She felt dizzy and sick all of a sudden.
"You need to keep your strength up. Eat and drink this." Arlene told her firmly.
Olivia just laughed, but was hardly amused. "So not only are you two going to cage me down here like an animal you're also going to feed me what and when you feel like."
"You can eat whatever you want whenever you want so long as its healthy for the baby." Arlene informed her.
Olivia scoffed, "Get out, and take whatever that is with you." she said pointing to the tray.
"You have got to eat." Arlene told her.
"And you need to get out of this basement right now." Olivia warned her becoming stressed and incredibly angry.
"Not until you've eaten this." Arlene shouted back at her.
Olivia got to her feet and stormed across the room to her, her fists clenched, she really couldn't take much more of Arlene. She flipped the tray out of her hands and got ready to throw a punch but Daniel quickly leapt in front of her, placing his arm around her stomach and pulling her back. "Arlene, leave, go upstairs." Daniel ordered.
"But Daniel…" Arlene argued.
"GO Arlene! Please, sweetheart."
Arlene looked at him before turning to gaze at Olivia and then, surrendering, she headed off upstairs, slamming the basement door shut behind her. Olivia was quick to swat Daniel's arm from around her. He let her pull away from him and walk away.
"She's just trying to take care of you." Daniel informed her.
"She doesn't care about me, just this baby. I'm like some Thanksgiving turkey that you two are hoping to fatten up until I'm ready to pop." she said as she sat down on the bed.
"It's not like that."
"Then what is it like? You'll just take care of me until I have the baby and then what?" she said angrily.
Daniel just looked at her. Silent. It gave her the answer she had asked for.
"You'll kill me." she summarised.
"If you behave yourself, you can stay down here."
"Oh such a sweet offer." she shot sarcastically at him, "Behave throughout my pregnancy and you'll take my baby away but keep me down here. Then what, one day you forget I'm down here and no more visits with food trays and I starve to death." she said bitterly.
"I won't forget you're down here." he said.
"Daniel…I wouldn't believe a word you said to me anymore. I wish I'd never believed a word you said to me." she said, mentally kicking herself, "Was any of what you told me true?"
"Yes." he said sitting down next to her. "My name is Daniel Kennedy. I am a paediatrician and I do love my job. Oh and my birthday is December 7th." he informed her watching her eyes search his face for more answers. "I promise you, I will make sure you're safe after the baby is born. If you do what I ask." he said to her.
She looked down when she felt his hand on her inner thigh. She pushed it away and stood up. "I don't think so. I'd rather be dead than have your hands on my body." she said, stomping on his suggestion.
"Have it your way." he said getting up and walking over to the stairs.
When he stopped, Olivia watched him wondering why. Then he was storming over to her, she began backing up but backed up right into the table. She could only try, and fail, to dodge the hand that came towards her. She felt pain in her head as Daniel grabbed a handful of her hair. She could only go with it as he pushed her over to where the tray of food lay spilled on the floor.
Daniel pushed her down onto her knees, then down onto her hands. "Clean it up!" he told her.
"No!" she told him, not about to be bullied.
Knowing how badly he wanted the baby she was surprised when he kicked her in the side, knocking her down flat on the floor. Her arms immediately wrapped around her stomach for protection for the baby.
"CLEAN IT UP!" Daniel roared at her.
When she didn't immediately start to do as he ordered he swung his leg back, she knew he was about to kick her. "Daniel, no, please!" she cried before she began trying to scrape the food together. She was relieved when he backed off.
She got back onto her knees and scraped the food onto the tray, she picked up the plastic knife, fork, plate and cup and placed them on it too. When she had done the best job she could with her hands she began trying to get up but Daniel pushed her back down.
"Pass it me!" he barked.
She passed him the tray and remained on her knees. She didn't watch him as he walked back over to the stairs but once she had heard him go up a few she spoke. "You know Daniel. I'm barely six weeks pregnant a lot could go wrong, all this stress and manhandling could be very bad for the baby." she said angrily and determined.
Daniel smiled down at her from up the stairs. "You're right. But get used to it, because if anything happens to that baby, we'll just have to make another one. What Arlene wants, Arlene gets." he said a smug smile on his face.
She watched him walk up the stairs and waited to hear the locks on the door turn before she released what she had been holding in. Fear. It came out in the form of tears and as she broke down she lay on the floor, too broken to get up.
TBC
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