Stranger Things

Stranger Things

Chapter 11: Now What?

A/N: Okay, I've decided that since this story is called "Stranger Things" I'm gonna throw you one of the strangest curveballs yet. You'll either love it or hate it, either way please let me know.

"Turn right up ahead," Elliot instructed as they neared his cousin's place. Olivia still sat in his lap as they drove because there were no more seats left after all four men had piled in the car. Baldy was the one driving and Sandy Hair sat in the front passenger seat. Sunglasses sat to Elliot's left and the fourth man, whom the others referred to as Randy.

Randy had been fondling Olivia despite her and Elliot's best efforts to stop him for the past hour and a half. Olivia was now half on Elliot's lap and she would have made an easy target for Sunglasses if he had wanted to engage in that type of activity. But he was not. Infact, he was doing his best to protect the two hostages.

Olivia couldn't help glancing around at their captors in fear. She knew that she and Elliot were as good as dead now. They would use her to coerce Elliot to pilot the plane, then, as soon as they landed the men would shoot them or worse.

She could feel Elliot involuntarily gulp behind her as he spoke again "That's it… there."

The car pulled up in front of Elliot's cousin's house and Baldy got out. "You and I will go secure the plane," he said, pointing to Sandy Hair "You two," he indicated Sunglasses and Randy "Watch them."

Baldy and Sandy Hair went around back, leaving Elliot and Olivia alone with Sunglasses and Randy. Randy grinned widely as he pulled his gun and pointed at Olivia "Now you get on over here sweetheart and lets have a little fun."

Elliot tried to position himself so that he blocked Randy but in such a confined space it was useless. It looked like there was no hope until Sunglasses spoke up.

"Keep it in your pants man," Sunglasses said sharply "It's a long plane ride, you don't wanna wear her out just yet. Let's give these two a few moments to themselves to say goodbye."

Randy gave Olivia one last lustful glare before he and Sunglasses got out of the car. The two men still kept their guns trained on the car but at least Elliot and Olivia could talk amongst themselves in private.

"You can still get away," Elliot whispered as he held her to him. He didn't remember being so afraid in his entire life and he'd been in some pretty terrifying situations.

"I won't," she whispered back "We've already gone over this," she added.

"But they… they're going to…" he couldn't find the words "I will die a happy man knowing that you're safe."

"If you die, I die," Olivia stated simply.

Elliot took a deep breath. Even when faced with certain death, Olivia Benson was the most infuriatingly stubborn woman in the world and that was one of the things he found so endearing. He placed a hand under her chin and lifted her face to look at him. He leaned in and placed a soft kiss to her lips "I need you to get out of this alive. I can't stand the thought of you being hurt by these psychopaths. I love you."

Olivia looked at him for a second. Had he just kissed her? Had he really just said that he loved her? Had she heard him correctly? She realized she hadn't said anything. She had to say something now or she would miss her chance "I love you too," she whispered as her eyes welled with tears "And that's why no matter what, I'm not leaving."

Elliot and Olivia held each other and sobbed together, knowing how much they cared about one another and knowing that their time together was about to be so abruptly terminated. They stayed like that until they heard gun shots.

Elliot and Olivia fell to the floor of the car, still holding onto one another and whispering their tearful goodbyes as they prepared for the end. But the end never came. There was a lot of screaming and yelling outside. Suddenly it was silent. Elliot and Olivia looked at each other in amazement. It took a few moments before they could accept the fact that they had indeed not been killed.

One of the car doors opened and Sunglasses stood there, holding a hand out to them "Are you guys okay?" he asked.

The too detectives looked at him in utter confusion. Olivia was the one to speak first "Y-yeah… thanks."

"They're alright!" Sunglasses called to a group of people standing nearby. He turned back to Elliot and Olivia "Major Davis Macintyre, United States Air Force. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance detectives."

Major Macintyre helped Olivia and Elliot out of the car, since they had become hopelessly tangled when they had fallen to the floor, and turned to the group of military personnel standing around the car.

A woman with blond hair stepped forward. She extended her hand towards the detectives "Colonel Samantha Carter I know that you've been through a lot but I'm gonna have to ask you to come with me."

"Why?" Elliot asked suspiciously, his eyes narrowing at the Colonel. He unconsciously took a sideways step so that Olivia was behind him.

"Oh, just because," a tall man with graying hair stepped up beside the woman. This man was a general but he did not have the imposing unapproachable aura that one would usually associate with someone of his rank.

The Colonel seemed to offer the General a sidelong smile before she spoke again "You need to be debriefed, concerning the situation that you seemed to have stumbled into."

"How do we know we can trust you?" Olivia asked, taking a deliberate step in front of Elliot.

"Look," Colonel Carter began "After everything that's happened, I know you don't have any reason to trust us but what you've been dragged into is bigger than all of us. You have to trust us."

Elliot and Olivia shared a long look before turning back to the Colonel and the General "Alright," Elliot said finally as he grabbed Olivia's hand and followed the Colonel to a nearby vehicle.

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"You ran your DNA through a kinship analysis last year, is that right?" Colonel Carter, or Sam as she had told Olivia she could call her, asked Olivia.

"Yes," Olivia answered simply. She had been asked by Sam to meet privately and Elliot, who was not happy about the idea was waiting in another room with General O'Neill.

"Your DNA sample was brought to our attention recently," Sam informed her "It's the reason that you were singled out by these people."

"Singled out?" Olivia asked. She had simply thought it had been because Ganzner had chosen her just because he was a creep "But…"

"Mr. Ganzner was recruited by the same people who killed him," Sam told her "They knew he had a connection to you and thought that he had a better chance of getting to you."

"Because of my DNA," Olivia said disbelievingly "I feel like in the middle of a bad movie."

Sam leaned forward "No, this is very real. You have a specific gene that only a select few have…"

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"They've been in there forever," Elliot muttered, rising from his seat and pacing about the room.

"Take it easy," General Jack O'Neill said calmly as he stood up and began walking the floor alongside Elliot "You and your partner are as safe as you possibly could be."

Elliot turned and returned to his seat, trying to continue with the mind boggling conversation he and the General had been having "So you're saying that aliens are real and they want to suck the life out of us with their hands," he was far from convinced and half expected Munch and Fin to jump out of a closet or something to tell him that it was all a joke.

"Yes," Jack said evenly. He really didn't blame Elliot for not believing him. Some days when Jack woke up in the morning he almost believed it was a dream. "That's exactly what I said."

"So the guys who kidnapped us, they were…?" Elliot asked in confusion.

"No, they were just a group of guys who believe that the way we do what we do is the wrong way to do it," Jack corrected "They had stolen some very powerful alien technology and they needed your partner to make it work."

"Why Olivia?" Elliot stared at Jack, he was actually starting to believe him. He didn't know why but Jack seemed trustworthy.

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"You're saying that I'm an alien?" Olivia rose from the table and walking to the wall, pressing her forehead against the cold cement.

"Not an alien," Sam tried to correct her "More like one or perhaps several of your ancestors were members of a race we call the Ancients."

"Several of my ancestors?" Olivia repeated in awe, refusing to turn away from the wall. This was too much for her. She'd already felt like an outcast freak ever since her mother had told her what her father had done but now, she was part alien on top of it all.

"Based on running your DNA against a sample we had," Sam offered "You seem to have more Ancient DNA than anyone else. The further back in the family tree one goes…"

"The more ancestors one has," Olivia finished "The number of ancestors doubles every generation."

"And we're talking about people who returned here ten thousand years ago," Sam put in.

"So what does this have to do with Ganzner and those men in the Pontiac?" Olivia asked.

Sam took a step so that she was standing directly beside Olivia "Detective we could really use your help."

A/N: I would like to inform everyone that now in edition to the pairing of EO, I am adding the pairings of SJ, SW and possibly DV. Also this story isn't just a crossover with SG-1 but SGA as well. Please let me know what you think of my new direction.