Ch. 10- PTSD

A/N: Chapters are going to get shorter from here.

She slumped to the floor, her back scraped against the wall. She hugged her knees and balanced her chin on them. She stared at nothing in particular. Her mind went back to that torture chamber. She flinched as she started to relive the past. Her door opened; that reminded her she was not there anymore. She saw Daniel gently slide a tray of food in. Then he shut her door. She stayed in the same fetal position, refusing to eat anything her captors gave her in fear that it was drugged. Later on that night, she shifted to the bed and fell asleep.

"No! No! No!" Olivia's voice crescendoed as she fisted the sheets. She thrashed on the bed, her head flipped from one side to another quickly and repeatedly.

"NO!" She screamed as she jolted up. Her eyes were wide, she was sweating and panting. She hugged her knees to her chest. Tears started flowing from her eyes. She blinked twice and swallowed.

"It's okay. I'm okay. It was a bad dream, that's all," she reminded herself mentally. She was still tiered, but did not want to risk having another nightmare.

**Hotel- Salem, Oregon**

The hotel they rented was a two bed, bathroom, and two closets. It was only $80 per night.

"Elliot, it's 11:20. We're not going to get any closer to finding her right now. I sent the recording to Morales. He'll see if he can figure out where exactly the call originated from," Fin yawned. Elliot yawned too. Both of them crawled into their beds.

**Unknown Place #2**

Daniel watched Olivia the whole time. He started to fall asleep, when he heard her scream. He looked into her room. She had her knees to her chest, and she was sweating. He left around 12am, since she hadn't moved from that position. She was extremely tiered but kept herself awake. She didn't know how long she was sitting there for, but her legs started to cramp. She kept sitting there, staring at the wall before her. Her door opened again. She didn't move; not even to see who came in. She no longer cared, but she would fight to the last nail if anyone attacked her. Daniel walked into the room. He saw the untouched dinner on the tray. He sighed and threw it out. He brought breakfast to her. A little cereal container and a carton of milk. He set them down along with a spoon and napkins. She still stayed in the fetal position. The same position. He noticed bags under her eyes. He deduced that after that dream she had, she hadn't slept for the rest of the night. He sighed and carefully shut the door as not to frighten her. He was forced to leave to do his duties. It wasn't until half past two he had gotten a break. He went straight to Olivia's room and peaked in. He saw the food untouched. She looked like a statue with the exception that she breathed and blinked her eyes. He sighed in dismay.

"Yo, Hey Dan. Whatcha doin'?" Tyler asked with a gangsta accent.

"Nothin much. Just looking at the girls," Daniel lied. He drew his attention away from Olivia. "What about you?"

"After shift, I'm gonna payback a girl for kicking my friend," Tyler smirked.

"What friend? What girl?"

"Duh you! Hey if I recall that's her room," Tyler walked to the door.

"What do you plan on doing?" Daniel asked defensively.

"Show her a little respect," Tyler said proudly, "With the whip."

"Too bad. Doctor says she can't be roughly handled today or tomorrow, otherwise the marks will become permanent," Daniel said. "Besides, tomorrow I hear she's going out to a customer somewhere in North Dakota. It's just a rumor," Daniel shrugged.

"Awe man, I wanted to have a chance with her," Tyler sulked. "Meet you at dinner." Daniel nodded. Daniel refocused is stare at Olivia.

"What's wrong with me? I love her, but I hurt her. She'll never forgive me," Daniel thought to himself. He couldn't watch her be in such a vulnerable and weak state. She no longer cared or had the will power to continue or start a verbal war. She closed her eyes once, then flashed them back open. Her body was shaking because she was cold. She didn't bother using the blanket, or even reaching for it, to aid her back to warmth. She kept sitting there, seemingly emotionless. The Boss placed his hand on Daniel's shoulder when he wasn't looking. He peered in too, looking at Olivia. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see them watching her. She stared blankly at the wall in front of her, a tear slithered down her cheek. Followed by a couple more. She slowly closed her eyes and hoped when she opened them she'd be somewhere else, anywhere but there. But her wish was not granted.