Ch.9
"Fin! We got him!" Alex said victorious as she made her way in to the squad room. "Guilty on all three counts!"
Alex stopped, looking from desk to desk at the four sets of eyes starring back at her.
Nick, Amanda, Finn, Munch… all sitting there silent, all looking at her.
"What?" Alex asked.
"Alex," Fin said rising from behind his desk.
"What? She asked again, her back stiffening. "What's wrong?"
She started to panic.
Could anyone tell she was starting to panic?
She knew it was something, she knew it was about HER.
Why else would they all be looking at her this way?
"Alex…" Fin said now standing in front of her. "Olivia… she's missing."
Alex looked at Fin, her deep blue eyes searing through her dark rimmed glasses. Then she looked to Amanda as if to confirm that Fin wasn't making some sort of sick joke.
"What do you mean she's missing?" Alex question, trying to keep her voice steady.
"Cragen got a call from the CIA, she hasn't checked in with her contact." Nick said now standing beside Fin.
"Ok. So she didn't check in, maybe she just got delayed. Why would they freak out so quickly and say she's missing? She's probably fine… and besides how can they just lose track of her?"
They all let her question, say what she needed to say.
They had asked each other the same questions.
Olivia was missing.
"Alex?"
Cragen appeared from behind his office door. "Alex, can I see you for moment?" He said motioning her in.
Alex marched in to Cragen's office barely giving him time to close the door before Alex began.
"Fin said she's missing. She's missing?" Alex asked still as if she didn't believe it, or couldn't process it. "What does that mean she's missing? Aren't they supposed to be watching her? How can they just say she's missing?"
"Alex! Alex!" Cragen said trying to calm her.
Alex paced, biting nervously at her thumbnail.
"Alex, you know they give very little information, but she was supposed to check in with her contact after she had landed…"
"Landed? Landed where?"
Pieces.
"All that was mentioned is that she was changing countries"
"Countries?"
Further and further away
"Where was she?"
"They wouldn't say."
"So she was traveling and she didn't check in when she arrived?"
"They have no record of her actually getting on the plane."
Alex glared at Cragen.
"How long… how long has she been missing? When was she supposed to meet her contact?" Alex asked reluctantly.
"A week ago."
Alex had stopped breathing; she backed away from Cragen searching for a place to sit down.
Anywhere that would stop her knees from faltering.
"Alex," Cragen said as he watched her fall on to the leather couch. "Alex, wherever Olivia is I'm sure she's fine. I'm sure she's ok. She has been in some tight situations and she has always gotten herself out of them. Trust that she's ok."
Alex looked up at him, the Captains words filtering through her.
She didn't believe him; she had said the words that Olivia was fine too many times.
Her nightmares were coming true.
AOAOAOAOAOAO
He came out of nowhere, he came in angry.
He had untied her hands from behind her back.
Her wrists sliced and bloody, her arms ached, and she was certain her shoulder was dislocated from falling to the hard floor.
He had lifted her to her feet, and she winced from the pain in her ribs, where he had kicked her repeatedly the day before.
Olivia tried desperately to shield herself from his angry fists, but she was completely overpowered when he slammed her again against the cement wall.
She fell once again to the ground and Lucas stood over her.
"Why are you doing this to me? Why don't you just kill me?" Olivia pleaded as she saw her own blood smeared on the floor.
"Why am I doing this to you?" Lucas said with a tight grin on his face. "Bishop was in love with you."
"What?" She asked confused if not more terrified.
"When I saw him with you I knew. He was different around you, he wasn't the way he was with the others."
"Others?" She asked playing dumb.
"Samantha don't be silly. You know there were many others, but you can be satisfied that you were different, you were the one that captured his heart."
"So you're punishing me because Gareth is in love with me?" She spat back.
"Samantha…" he said holding her attention, "your lover killed my wife!"
"What do you mean? Your wife? Who's your wife?" She asked confused.
"Bishop killed my wife, Celeste."
Olivia's breath hitched.
"Celeste." She managed to say as her lip quivered.
"Gareth Bishop stole my wife from me, he got her pregnant, and then he killed her."
"No, no…"
Lucas leaned in towards Olivia, his breath warm against her cold skin.
"I will punish you in the same way he beat my wife to a bloody pulp. Then I will kill you the way he murdered her, and her son."
Olivia looked at him horrified.
Her son.
"No please… please!" She pleaded.
Lucas placed his finger at her lips to quiet her.
"You don't have any children do you Samantha?
She shook her head no, thanking God for a moment that he hadn't answered her prayers.
"Samantha would you want a son? Your beautiful features… my blue eyes."
She shook her head no… backing away from him.
Tears were streaming down her cheeks.
He laughed, watching the fear come over her, watching her panic.
He walked away from her leaving her alone again as she cried.
Olivia cried out, harder as she heard the door lock.
She made it to her hands and knees before she threw up.