RECORDS ROOM
Olivia is following the supervisor, "Here ya go" He points at a mass of files "Anything in particular, or do you plan on staying over night?"
Olivia's phone rings, she takes it "One second – Hello? Tell me you're all home and safe."
"No we're in the lobby," informs Harrison. Olivia moves to the door and peeks out the window, sure enough her crew is out in the lobby.
"Go home"
"They're talking about Steven on the news." Says Harrison
"Don't go near that crime scene it's either a-"
"Set up or real."
"Either way you being there won't help Steven." Informs Olivia , she removes her phone from her hear. To talk to the supervisor "Can I bring my team inside?"
The supervisor thinks, for a moment, "what is this all about?"
"A little girl… my niece, she was sent off for adoption and there's a really bad man trying to hurt her because he knows it's the only thing that can."
The supervisor takes in a deep breath. "Okay."
Olivia opens the door, "She was born two years ago so we're looking for the year 2008."
Her crew stands grabbing their things and joining her in the back. Olivia spots someone in hospital garb with boots. She looks up at him and her eyes narrow, he has a folder in his hand.
"Wait! someone stop him please!" yells Olivia. She chases after the guy, Olivia Pope does not chase, but in this case she flipped off those heels and got busy. "Stop him!" she yelled as the man in the imposter continued to run. Two guards caught him, and turned him around.
Olivia grabbed the folder and opened them, looking inside.
Inside were all the papers for her daughter. Her team caught up to Olivia.
"This man is a murder" yelled Abby.
"Murder? No! NO! I'm just a guy, I was told to dress in hospital garb with dirty boots, and catch a your attention before I ran out. The man said it was a prank." Pleaded the man "Please."
"He's a liar! Arrest him-" yelled Abby.
"He's not the killer." Olivia stated as she closed her daughters file.
"Are you sure Olivia?" asked Harrison. Olivia dropped to the ground her eyes glazing and tears running down her face.
Huck moved to the man looking him eye to eye "Who sent you do get this?"
"I need a lawyer present." Said the man cockily.
Olivia stood and socked the man in the face. Something she normally would never do. "Who sent you?!" she yelled.
Harrison and Huck had to restrain her.
"Holy shit, she broke my nose" complained the guy.
"Who sent you!" yelled Olivia.
The guard turned the man over and placed hand cuffs on his wrists. "Ma'am please calm down. Please, I don't want to have to arrest you too." Said the guard.
Olivia began to openly cry in front of everyone. "Here, here, here," Quinn pulled up a chair for her to sit in. Once seated her team surrounded her, for comfort and privacy from all the onlookers in the waiting room.
"He's going to get to her, and we don't even know who we're dealing with." Said Olivia.
"Nothing is going to happen to your daughter, we have the files… we won Olivia, you're daughter is safe, all I have to do is burn these and she's safe." Comforted Harrison.
Olivia shook her head. Tears still rolling down her face. "These are copies."
Which meant that the assign had the originals, which meant he knew where her daughter was.
"So we get to her first!" said Quinn, trying to be motivational.
"No." said Huck
"Why not?" asked Quinn
"If we all storm in there not knowing what we're up against, we are all dead. Olivia's daughter, Olivia and the rest of us are targets on a turtle. We'll all be dead before we can point a finger." Huck narrowed his eyes, looking around the room.
"I thought you two knew who the assign was." Said Harrison.
"Everything at the building points to one very bad guy. The aiming, the precision, the technique, that's how I knew it was a car bomb, but this, this doesn't make any sense." Huck moves towards a camera. "No, he's too smart to just walk through the front entrance." Says Huck.
"So you don't know who it is?!" yelled Harrison.
"No." Huck stated plainly before moving to Olivia "We need to talk to that guy, the guy who was just taken away, do you know anyone that could get us five minutes, just five minutes with him?"
Olivia's eyes look to Huck, a light bulb clicks on. "Phone."
Each of her team members search for their phones, Quinn is the first to pull hers out. Olivia snatches the phone, before standing. They follow her out of the Hospital.
Right outside of the entrance is a Hospitality bus. The driver is busy helping an elderly woman into a wheel chair.
"I'm sorry but we need your vehicle, if your boss has any problems have him call me." Olivia hands the man her card.
She and her crew board.
TRASPORTATION BUS
While on the bus, Olivia calls some one. Phone rings, and rings.
"Everyone seat belts." Says Abby as she starts up the bus. "that's right you can't buckle up because there aren't any seat belts on the only vehicles that carry over ten people at a time on a day to day basis."
"Just drive" said Harrison, gathering a head ache
Abby began to drive the bus headed to the nearest police station.
"Yeah hello?" Olivia says " I know it's late but I wouldn't be calling you if it wasn't an emergency."
On the other end of the line….
David Rosen rolls over. "I don't want to talk to you, you're harboring a fugitive who in my opinion should be hung to dry."
"David, I need to talk to a witness, something bad is going to happen to a little girl if I don't get there in time."
"Olivia that's what the police are for, tell them, and they will handle it."
"They won't make it in time!"
"How's Amanda Tanner?"
There's a silence on the phone.
"Who says you have what it takes to save lives? Hand it over to the police Olivia and go back to sleep."
"David, all I need is five minutes. This girl… this little girl means a lot to me, she's a relative… all I need is five minutes, five please."
David sighs heavily. "Where is he being taken?"
INTERROGATION ROOM
The man from the hospital sits in a chair, the room empty, except a table and a guard. The windows dark and bright lights are shining down on him.
"Sir, when do I get my one call?" asked the man.
The guard's radio buzzes. The guard picks it up "Copy that." And leaves the room.
"Where are you going?" asks the man the lights in the interrogation room go out. It's pitch black.
The man looks around frightened.
"Hello?"
OTHER SIDE OF THE MIRRORS
Abby smiles "The light thing's just cruel."
"It'll get him to open up." Smiles Harrison, as they take a seat.
Olivia glares at the man. "Watch closely, note every move, every blink everything. Huck."
"On it boss" Huck stands and heads into the interrogation room.
Huck pulls up a chair.
"No, no no" pleads the man, "I need my lawyer, not you, how did you get here?"
"One we are not the police so we don't have to follow the rules, two you will talk when spoken to, and three I have one question and you better tell me the truth or else it's going to get really ugly. Very un-pleasant."
"Ask me anything"
" Describe the man who sent you to take the files."
"I don't know he was a doctor,"
"HOW DID HE LOOK" yelled Huck in the man's face.
"Uh-uh-uh, sandy brown hair, blue eyes, uh- tall-"
"Charlie." Concluded Huck. Huck pats man on the head "Good boy." Huck turned and walked out.
BEHIND THE MIRRORS
"It's Charlie" says Huck
"How do you know?" asked Quinn
"Will you quit asking them that? Obviously they know" complained Abby, who deep inside was asking the same question but too proud to say it.
"So was it Charlie who shot Steven?" asked Harrison
Huck shakes his head, "No, he's not a sniper. Which means-"
"We're dealing with two assigns on the same team-" concluded Abby
"Who said their on the same team?" asked Quinn, everyone in the room froze.
"I can't be dead any more." Olivia concluded, "Harrison I need press, a ton of press, Huck delete all information, broadcasts anything that says that I have died from cyber space, Abby I need you to go to David Rosen's home and tell him there's about to be a shoot out at-"
Olivia looks at the papers in the file. "4923 Bloomberg, and that he needs to have SWAT there as well."
"Got it" Abby leaves the room.
Olivia takes in a deep breath.
"You okay?" asks Huck
"When one person wants to clean up the president's mess it makes the trace easier, but when there's two… who can I trust?"
