Thomas washed off his face and the blood off his hands. He washed Olivia's tub and wiped away the drops of blood from the floor. He took his shirt off and looked through her closet to find a shirt he left there. He grabbed one and pulled it on.

He went to the living room and Olivia was still out of it. He wasn't going to bother her since he needed as much time as possible. He grabbed a plastic bag and put the bloody shirt in there. He ran a hand through his hair not sure what to do with it.

He grabbed one of Olivia's blankets she hardly used and wrapped it up in that. He went to the hallway outside and opened the window that was right above the thrash. He took a deep breath and threw it out. It landed right in the garbage. "Luck of the Irish" he mumbled to himself before going to the apartment again.

He put water on a napkin and slowly placed it on Olivia's forehead to wake her up. He kept kneeling by her and stroked her hair.

She shifted a little and groaned. "Casey?"

Thomas didn't say anything and knelt there waiting for her to open her eyes.

She finally did and grabbed her gun spotting him. "Don't touch me."

He shook his head. "I'm not going to hurt you Olivia."

She sat up and pressed the gun to his chest. "Get out of my apartment."

He shook his head and got up. "I'm not leaving you alone here. You might as well put that gun down cause you won't shoot me."

She got off the floor and kept the gun aimed at him. "How do you know that? I shot two people before."

"When they were armed and about to commit murder" he rolled his eyes. "You don't have it in you to shot me."

"After I found out you committed about every crime there is out there I hate your guts."

"You hate Riley. Not me. I'm Thomas. You love Thomas" He took a step toward her.

Olivia cocked the hammer of the gun. "I swear Thomas. Don't touch me. I don't trust anyone right now."

He rolled his eyes and pulled the gun out of her hands. "Would you please relax? Pointing a gun at me." He shook his head. "Take a seat. I'll get you something for that headache you probably have.

"Give me my gun back," She ordered.

"Fine. If it makes you feel powerful. Here" He took the bullet out of the tube and gave her the gun. "Don't point it at me though. I don't want you to accidentally shoot my arm off" He went to the kitchen and poured water in a glass.

Olivia said nothing as he handed her water and Tylenol.

"Drink it." He ordered. "I know you have a headache from being knocked out."

She drank it and gave him the water back. "Where is Casey?"

"They kidnapped her. We'll get her back though." He assured her. "I'm meeting someone at midnight to help me find her."

Olivia pulled her phone out. "I'm calling Elliot."

"Put the phone down" He said instantly. "Olivia hang up right now."

Olivia slowly closed her phone. "We need to find her. You can't find her by yourself."

He nodded. "I know. But if you tell anyone what is going on I'm going to jail. Don't you realize that Riley Mitchell is a wanted man? I can't go to jail tonight."

Olivia nodded. "This is great. My friend is who knows where. I slept with a criminal. My life is so amazing."

He sat down on the countertop in the kitchen. "I'm not a criminal. You know me."

"I thought I knew you but I don't. I don't know anything about you."

"How can you say that? We dated for almost three years. We were friends for about a year before you finally agreed to date me. You know everything about me."

"I didn't know you were Riley Mitchell! The son of a mafia leader! You forgot to mention that little fact over dinner for three years! I wasted three years on you!"

"I didn't know who I was! Don't you understand that?" he got off the counter top. "I still don't know who I am! You probably know more about my past then I do!"

Olivia shook her head. "I don't care. You can be around me until we find Casey but the second we do I want you out of my life."

He just stared at her. "If that's what you want."

"It is."

"Fine. After we find her I won't contact you ever again."

"Good" She went to the couch and sat down.

He went to the living room and sat down on the other side of the couch. Both kept quiet.

Thomas finally got up and looked at a picture of them she had on her fridge. "Can I have this?" It was in her apartment and Thomas had his head on her lap. Olivia was leaning down by him and playfully nibbling his ear as he took the picture.

Olivia looked over her shoulder at the picture. "Yea. Whatever."

"Whatever? So is that a yes or no?"

"Just take the damn picture. I don't care," She snapped.

He took the picture and just looked at it. Both we're grinning. "I guess this is a good enough picture to wherever I go."

"What are you leaving the state?"

He smirked. "I'm leaving earth. I'm dead either way after this. So I'm either going to hell or heaven. I think Riley is going to hell and I'm going to Heaven."

"Oh c'mon you are not dead."

He went over to a shelf by her TV and found a picture of her at the park that he took. "You mind if I have this one?"

"Go ahead" She shrugged.

He took it out of the frame and gently glazed his fingers over it. "How do you not get it? I'm a dead man. I would have been dead two days ago but you are the only reason I'm not. They think I gave you information about something so they are keeping me breathing until they found out what they need. The second they realize I'm useless, I'm dead."

"Why don't you just go to Canada or something? Tell them you want out of the whole Mafia thing."

"I'm pretty sure I hold secrets about them, I just don't realize it. I don't run. I'm not a coward. If my death is the only way to end this then so be it. I'll take one for the team." He sat down by her. "Can you just tell me you don't hate my guts? It will make this easier knowing you don't hate me. I can't die knowing you despise me."

Olivia looked over at him. "No. If I tell you what you want to hear you will just take what they give you. I'm not letting you give up. I will hate every piece of you if you die. So you better not."

He said nothing and looked at his watch. "It's almost eleven. We should get going."

Olivia nodded and put her gun in her holster. "Weren't you wearing a different shirt?"

He looked down at his shirt. "Yea. I changed while you were out of it. It was getting very sweaty."

Olivia said nothing and went out the apartment. He followed her and locked the door behind him.

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They sat in his car across the street from his bar.

"Who are we waiting for?" Olivia asked.

"My godfather" He answered.

"Charles Conner? The hit man for the Conner family?" Olivia asked with a shocked look.

"Yea. He is the one that made Riley Mitchell disappear. He is on our side." He assured her.

Olivia nodded and looked out the window. She spotted two men by the front doors of the bar. "That them?"

Thomas nodded and checked his gun for bullets. He could feel Olivia just looking at him do it. She never saw him with a gun. She didn't like to see him with a gun since he was the stable part of her life. "Stay here" He told her.

"For what?" She asked. He knew very well Olivia didn't do things when you told her. Especially if someone was in trouble and her assistance could be needed. "I do know how to defend myself Thomas."

He rolled his eyes. Sometimes he loved that she was so independent and sometimes he wished she would just let him protect her. "Just stay here. Let me figure out what's going on and we can take it from there."

Olivia took a deep breath being annoyed. "Fine. Hurry up"

He nodded "Yea cause telling a hit man you don't have time for him is smart." He went out of the car and closed the door.

Olivia watched him put the gun in the back of his jeans and walk over to the men. She wished none of this came up. She would have been ready to marry him the second he asked her. Everything she wanted was gone in a matter of two days.

She watched Thomas exchange a few words with the men and shake hands with them. He came back to the car and got in. "So what did your mafia friends say?"

"To follow them," He answered. He turned on the car and followed a black Lincoln as it went out on the street. "And they are not my friends. I don't even know those people."

"But you don't have a problem trusting them?" Olivia looked over at him as she rested her head on her hand by the window.

"Well I have no one else to trust." He made a right turn down the street. "I mean even you, I don't even know what's going on and you blame me for it. This isn't easy for me either you know?"

"Well it is your fault Casey got kidnapped. If there is so much as one scratch on her-"

"Yea I know, you'll hold me responsible. What a surprise. This is all my fault" He shook his head. "I wish I just died." He said in almost a whisper.

Olivia looked over hearing him but said nothing as they stopped behind the black Lincoln.

The two men got out of the car and motioned to a building. Both pulled their guns out.

"Stay here" He told her. Before she could even protest he pressed his lips to hers. "Please" He whispered. Olivia said nothing. Thomas got out of the car and followed the men to the building.

They kicked the door in and Thomas followed with his gun drawn along with the other man. The room was like a small restaurant. Thomas looked over at them "What is this?"

"Downstairs" One told him. He went through the kitchen of the restaurant and then down the stairs. Thomas said nothing and followed the men that introduced themselves as Vince and Miguel. They were partners with Charles.

They got to a dark hall and a door.

Vince nodded at it. Miguel kicked it down. Thomas followed with his gun up. He spotted Casey tied to a chair in the middle of the room. Her eyes were blind folded and her mouth was duct taped. Her legs and hands were tied up also.

Thomas looked around the room and it was only her. He slowly went over to her and took the blindfold off.

Casey just stared up at him. She didn't know if he was the good guy or the bad one. She wanted to believe that all the sweet stuff Olivia said about him are true.

"I'm not going to hurt you" He assured her and took the tape off her mouth. "Olivia is outside waiting-" He felt a gun press to his head.

"The real Riley wouldn't have fallen for this"

Thomas quickly looked over his shoulder recognizing the voice. It was Charles. "What are you doing? Put the gun down."

"You first." Charles told him. "You think it was a coincidence that Olivia found out who you were?"

"What?"

"Vince left the package of information in front of her door. I was going to make sure she knew who you were. The real you. Not this pussy Thomas."

Thomas nodded. "Pussy?"

Charles smiled cockily at him.

Thomas glanced at Miguel and Vince by the door. He didn't care as much for his life that he did for Casey's. It would crush Olivia to know Casey got hurt because of her. He wasn't going to let anyone or anything crush Olivia. Not while he was alive. "You better kill me fast" He shot Miguel in the forehead and quickly grabbed Charles to protect his body. He shot Vince in the head and grabbed the gun from Charles. He threw him down on the ground. "Don't make me do this."

Casey breathed hard just witnessing Olivia's boyfriend kill two people. She never pictured Thomas doing that. Now she was scared.

Thomas walked backwards to Casey as he kept his gun aimed at Charles. He untied her hands from the back of the chair. Casey untied her legs when her hands were free. She quickly got off the chair seeing Thomas was the only one to trust at this point.

Thomas grabbed Charles and pulled him up. "Walk." He pushed him at the door. He grabbed Casey's hand and led her out making sure she was with him.

"You are not going to get away with this" Charles told him. "I can have you murdered by tomorrow."

Thomas kept the gun on his back as they walked through the kitchen. "I don't care anymore"

They walked out and stopped in the middle of the restaurant. Thomas glanced outside making sure Olivia was still in the car. She was. "Casey?"

"Yea?" She whispered. She was still shaken up about seeing two people killed instantly. Especially by the person who was helping her.

"You see Olivia out there?" He put the gun on the back of Charles's head.

Casey looked out and spotted Olivia sitting in her car waiting impatiently. "Yea"

"Go over there and leave"

"What about you?"

"Just go" Thomas cocked the hammer of the gun. "Fast."

Casey said nothing and glanced at him. He was looking back at her with tears in his eyes. He didn't have to tell her what to say to Olivia. She knew just by the look he was giving her. He was sorry for betraying Olivia in anyway. He was sorry for dragging them into this. He was simply sorry for her being in love with him.

Casey quickly left the building and joined Olivia in the car. Neither said anything to each other. They heard a loud gunshot go off. They both looked over at the same time.

Thomas came out of the building covered in blood. He was shaking by what he just did. He looked over at Olivia's car and went in the other direction. He didn't want them involved anymore.

Olivia quickly wiped her eyes and started the car. "Let's get you checked out." She whispered.

Casey just nodded and kept quiet. Three men were just murdered for her. The love of Olivia's life killed them point blank in the head.