AN: I own nothing as usual! I just wanted to say thank you to everyone for trying to kick my but back into gear. I really needed it, so thank you very much. I won't make excuses for my lack of posting, but I certainly will try to do so more often. With undying vampire love..lol.

Chemical_Imbalance

I felt like I couldn't breathe, my lungs burning and my side cramping painfully. I was tied to a chair; the rope tied around my arms chaffed the skin raw. My eyes felt swollen and teary when I tried to open them. I couldn't remember what had happened, my head felt fuzzy. I turned my head but it was stiff and sore from the position I was in. I heard the heavy metal door creak open and slide against the concrete of the floor. I heard a set of keys jingle and the presence of someone behind me.

"Do you know why you are here?" A strong male voice spoke up from in front of me. At that point, I knew there were two of them in there, whoever they were.

"You couldn't get a date on your own, so you had to kidnap one. What a sad life you live, shithead." I responded but my gloat didn't last long when a hard hit came across my left side. I screamed in response.

"Your pathetic life isn't worth the dirt you walk on, but you have a use to our mission. You can tell me all I need to know. So be a good little girl and answer my questions."

"Fuck you." Another hit to my side, I bit my lip as I tried to control the scream that wanted to rip its way out of my throat.

"Not the response I had hoped for." The voice sighed and shifted on his feet. "Let's try this out again."

"Where is the nest?"

"In your mamma's underpants, I hear." Another hit, another bite to the lip, another blinding scream ripping at my throat. I felt the ribs being broken in my sides.

"Don't play smart with me, you devil whore. Tell me about the nest, how many are in there?" I remained silent; I wasn't going to give them what they wanted, a smack to my face and a strong hand gripping my chin forcing my head up in a painful jarring position.

"Your bloodsucker friends won't come for you and you can't use your gifts to help yourself. You must be surprised at my knowledge of your horrible gift, but I have my ways of finding out about these things. The position your hands are in, won't allow you to use them, plus I think my boy's were a bit rough with you since your wrist is broken. Please tell me what I want to know, otherwise this brand of torture will get worse every second you don't tell me what I want to know."

He was right, I remained silent and the torture became worse. My only salvation was that more and more of my body was becoming numb to the pain. I lost track of the time I was there, not only did the physical torture increase in severity but the mental and emotional did as well. After awhile the beatings to my head caused ringing in my ears, so after that point, it didn't matter anymore. I just kept silent as I could and tried my best to dream of Godric and the life outside of this.

Later

I heard a commotion coming from upstairs and then coming down the hall leading to the room I was in. In the time that I had been down there, I had learned more about the building I was housed in. I hated church more than I hated, well, there was a list of things. My captor, who I learned was a man named Gabe was a meat head with a mean left hook, had run out of my cell after someone came down yelling about intruders. He now was coming back to probably hide out, the sissy. Okay so I was a little bitter about things and I just loved making him mad.

Once he had entered the room I was in, I couldn't hold me tongue anymore. Granted I couldn't see anything still and I was in more pain than a man in hell but I just couldn't shut my mouth fast enough.

"Hey Gabe! Your boy toy after you? I hear he can be scary for a whiny bitch."

"Shut up, whore! I had just about enough out of you!" He screamed in my ear.

"Wow, I barely got started, just couldn't hold the load, could you Gabe?" A hard hit to face. I spit blood out of my mouth and laughed a dead laugh. I was getting good at those.

"An early arriver? I just couldn't picture you as that kind of guy Gabe." Another hit, another laugh.

"You whore, I'll show you what kind of guy I am!" He grabbed me and threw me and the chair to the ground. He straddled me and started to rip at my shirt and pants. I screamed loudly, hoping for him to stop but he just went faster. I tried to fight him but I was weak from my time in the chair, as he ripped my shirt off my body, I felt blind rage fly through my body and I pushed with my mind as hard as I could, to my surprise, he flew off of me and hit the wall across from me. I tried to sit up but I heard my arm dislocate and I screamed again, but this time the door flew open and I heard a gasp from a woman and heard her run towards me, untying my hands. That's when I heard him sigh from beside me, I cringed away from his cold touch and tried to slide away but before I could, my body collapsed and I fell to the hard ground, a scream of agony ripping through me.

"I can't leave you alone for one moment can I?" His snide voice met my ears and I whimpered. He grabbed me and paid no attention to the screams. I was scooped up in his arms and I felt his cold skin through my lack of clothing and I rested my bruised face against his cold neck, trying to soothe what I could. When we reached the end of the corridor and he started up the stairs, I couldn't hold it in any longer, I screamed. Apparently, we were going for the sneaky quiet escape instead of the loud painful one I was going with. Eric knocked me out, I think.

Later

I awoke to a quiet room, I was lying on a bed and I could finally open my eyes. They hurt from their lack of use. I felt sore but I saw that I was bandaged up. I stretched as much as I could without screaming and then I tried to get up but was met with a cold hand stopping me. I looked up with a snide remark when I saw a warm pair of brown eyes and a familiar face looking at me. I smiled and spoke his name to which he smiled in return and helped me lie down again.

"Godric! Are you safe?"

"I am, but you are not. Your injuries are severe and if you exert yourself, I'm afraid you will hurt yourself even more. So please Olivia, please lie down and rest."

"Fine, but can I get something to drink and a wonderful retelling of the last, how many days, I was unaware of." I smiled at him again as he nodded and disappeared from my sight to return not a second later with what I requested. He helped me take a drink and then sat on the bed and took my hand into his.

"You were taken from the parking lot of Fangtasia, two weeks ago by the Fellowship of the Sun. They wanted information on how to find and kill nests of vampires. I assume you didn't tell them anything?"

"I would never, you know I wouldn't Godric!" I exclaimed loudly, panic rising in my stomach.

"Yes, I believe you Olivia, please relax and let me continue. As soon as Isabel heard of your disappearance she tried to find out who took you, but it was difficult. When they did learn, they formed a plan right away and tried to get you out. I had no idea you were there with me." He said quietly.

"You were there, with me?"

"Yes but I couldn't sense you, they put you in an air tight room as to not have me know. If I had, you wouldn't have been there for long."

"It's okay Godric, you didn't know." I replied while putting my hand on his face and stroking this smooth cheek. "I don't care about the rest of the story, I'm tired and I would like to heal if I could?"

"Of course, I will leave you to rest. Please alert me to any needs you may have."

"I will, goodnight Godric." He stood and left me to sleep but before I could, Eric was standing at the end of the bed, staring at me with questions in his eyes.

"Can I help you with something?" I asked.

"Why won't you let me heal you?" He titled his head.

"I don't need your blood to heal; I will do it on my own." I replied sharply.

"I don't like to see you like this." He said quietly as he strode to the bed and scooted closer to me. He held his hand to my face and stroked his fingers across the bruises that marred my flesh.

"You are normally very pretty but now, you look like death." He spoke hushed.

"Well thanks, for the backhanded comment, your royal pain in the ass. Will you please tell me why you are really here?"

"I want to heal you." I looked at him shocked, my eyes wide and my mouth unable to form proper words. The inner battle in my mind was warring so I did the only thing that popped out of my mouth.

"Fine, do it." I was shocked by my actions but I didn't want to hurt anymore and I knew he wouldn't hurt me. I still didn't trust him, but I was just so tired of hurting that I didn't care. He came closer and bit into his wrist, offering it to me. I didn't hesitate to bring it to my wrist, keeping my eyes locked with his. As my mouth met his bloody skin, I sighed and sucked harder at the liquid pooling in my mouth and sliding down my throat. Somehow; I'm not sure how, I found myself wrapped around Eric, with his lips at my neck kissing me and my hands around his wrist and my hands in his hair. I was in heaven.