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Chapter 2

Olivia placed her left hand on the doorknob, readying her gun in her right hand. She opened the door a crack before taking a quick glance outside. Alex was sitting straight up in bed, barely able to hear anything over the sounds of her own heartbeat.

Olivia is a cop, she told herself. She knows how to take care of herself.

Olivia's glance had revealed a dark figure in the living room. She needed to make move.

"Don't move," she said, throwing the door open. The figure in front of her put his hands in the air, stopping suddenly.

Alex reached for her cell phone after hearing Olivia's voice. Someone was definitely in their apartment. She wasn't sure if the burglar knew she was there or not, and she didn't want to risk alerting him to her presence, so she flipped open the phone and pulled up Elliot's number.

Help. Apartment broken into. Olivia needs back up. Alex. She pushed the send button, hoping and praying that Elliot would get the message. She continued to clutch the phone like a lifeline, straining to hear clues from the living room as to whether or not Olivia was ok.

Olivia did a quick sweep of the apartment, keeping her weapon trained on the man in the living room. She saw nothing.

"Against the wall," she commanded. She wrenched his hands behind his back.

"Alex! I need my cuffs!" she called into the bedroom. Alex climbed out of bed and grabbed Olivia's cuffs from the dresser where she always kept them. She hurried out into the living room and handed them to Olivia. The intruder laughed cynically.

"I knew you were just another dyke, trying to be a man," he sneered.

"You have the right to keep your mouth shut," she said, snapping the first of the cuffs on his wrist.

"Alex, I need you to call for…" Olivia turned towards Alex. Another figure had stepped out from the closet behind the blonde and was moving towards her. "Alex, move!" Olivia yelled. The figure wrapped his arms around her, pinning her arms to her sides. He brought a gun to Alex's head. The blondes blue eyes widened behind her black rimmed glasses.

"Olivia, please…" she said, panicked.

"Ok, let's just calm down, here. I need you to let her go," Olivia said.

"Not until you let my partner go," he growled back.

"Easy…I can't do that, but if you let her go, the D.A. will take it easy on you," Olivia said. He pushed the gun harder into Alex's temple, breaking the skin. Alex squeezed her eyes shut, and a whimper slipped past her lips. Olivia still had one hand on the wrists of the first intruder, while her gun was trained on the second. She had been in situations like this before, and they always scared the hell out of her, not knowing who would fire first, if anyone would fire. Would she walk out alive? Would Alex?

Olivia wanted to get a shot off. She had every legal reason to fire, but as long as he was holding Alex as a shield, she couldn't. It was a stand off. One of them would break first, and Olivia was determined that it not be her.

"What's the matter, scared, Dyke? Afraid of losing your precious little blonde number over here? Although, I must say, she is an attractive little piece of ass," he said, sneering at Alex. Now Olivia wanted to kill him. She longed to squeeze the trigger and watch the life drain from his body, but she still couldn't get a clear shot. They stood again, in silence.

"Let him go," the man holding Alex demanded.

"I already told you, I can't do that," Olivia said.

"Then you're going to watch your girlfriend die," he said. "I'm giving you 5 seconds to change your mind before you watch this execution. 5…"

Olivia's palms were sweating. Her hand was shaking, and she was sure he could see that. Alex's eyes were on her, begging, pleading with her for help.

"4…"

Alex's heart was pounding. She knew Olivia too well. Her strong detective would never give in to the demands of someone who had forcefully broken in. She had 4 seconds to prepare herself for death.

"3…"

Olivia needed a plan, and she needed one fast. She tried to push the thought of her girlfriend's brains splattered all over the living room carpet out of her mind. It hadn't happened yet, and she would do absolutely anything to prevent it from happening.

"2…"

He was pushing Alex down to her knees, still using her as a shield. Stand up, Olivia thought. If he stood while she was kneeling, she could get a good shot in. Oh, please, stand up. Let me kill you.

"1..."

At that moment, four separate events took place. Alex's phone vibrated from the other room, breaking the silence. The gunman with Alex twisted his head in response to the noise. In doing so, he gave Olivia the perfect opportunity for a shot, which she gladly took. He was dead before he hit the ground. Alex let out a blood-curdling scream at the sound of the shot, followed by sounds of shock and surprise as she realized she was still alive. The intruder that Olivia had pinned against the wall seized the opportunity to elbow Olivia, throwing her off balance and knocking the gun from her hand.

Olivia grunted as she fell to the floor. She raced for her gun, but she felt powerful arms wrap around her waist, pulling her back. She twisted around in his grasp and brought the heel of her hand squarely into his chin before bringing her knee up into his groin.

"Run, Alex!" she yelled. The intruder doubled over in pain, but somehow still maintained a grip on Olivia. He only had her by the ankle, and she was twisting and stretching for her fallen weapon.

"Go, Alex. I'm right behind you!" she yelled. Alex didn't want to leave Olivia to fight for her life. She stood up and looked at Olivia, too frightened and stunned to do much more than that.

"Get the hell out of here, Alex! Now!" Olivia yelled again. Alex went for the door, but couldn't make herself go through it.

"You'd better be right behind me, Olivia," she said, as she saw Olivia break free of the intruder's grasp. Olivia started to run, grabbing her gun as she did, and standing after the first couple of steps.

"Go, Alex, go!" Confident that Olivia would be safe, Alex threw open the door and ran out into the night. All she could feel was the concrete underneath her feet as she ran for her life. Glass from discarded bottles was tearing up her feet, but she barely noticed the pain in the cool night. She ran with her usual grace, her movements using up all of the energy the extra adrenaline in her system was providing. She just knew she had to go, in spite of the fact that she was in her pajamas and afraid for her life. She knew Olivia was behind her. There was no way she hadn't left. She started to feel the pain in her feet, and blood was trickling down the right side of her face from the gash the gun pressed to her head made. After 2 blocks, Alex finally slowed down and turned behind her, expecting to see Olivia running behind her. Instead, she saw no one. She twisted her head, looking everywhere for the brunette.

"Liv? Olivia?" she called.

Oooo…evil BensonFan711 and her cliffhangers! Stay tuned to see what's in store for Alex and Olivia, and what happened to Olivia.