Chapter 11

Peter waited until Olivia had been able to go into the factory. He could see the fear flicker in her eyes but it was beaten down by determination. He didn't move until Olivia reached for his arm, not his hand but his arm. Lacing her fingers around his wrist she held onto it as if she was going to fall.

"I got you Liv. We'll get her back." Dragging his arm up slowly he entwinded his fingers with Olivia's. Looking down at the space between them she knew she was going to be ok.

Moving closer to the front door, Olivia pushed her way through. Finding nothing but an empty room, she continued in. Glancing back at Peter, she found that he had made his way behind a large piece of equipment, essentially hiding himself from view of anybody else in the room. Bringing his finger to his lips he made the universal sign for silence.

Nodding her head, Olivia continued further into the room, while Peter searched through the empty room's leading away from Olivia. Upon hearing a voice, he slowly made his way back to her, only to stay hidden, to keep her safe.

"Darl'n I'm surprised you came alone. Bishop didn't want anything to do with you after he found out about her? You know he should be dead. Eddie did promise me that but oh well, just one more lose end to tie up after we are done here." Peter watched as, who he assumed was her stepfather, brought his hand to her cheek and rested it there. Olivia stood frozen to the spot as he played with a piece of her hair.

Against all her better judgement, Olivia glance around the room with her eye's knowing she had just put Peter in danger. "Ah, you didn't come alone. I'm not surprised though. Welcome Bishop. I know you're here. I knew you wouldn't abandon my little girl. Come out, come out where ever you are!"

Peter was about to move when Olivia spoke. "He isn't here and I am not your little girl. I was never your little girl. Now where is mine?" Barely stronger than a whisper Olivia spoke again, "Please give her back to me. Please let her go, if you want me I will stay, but let her go." Bringing a shaking hand up to her face Olivia was about to touch it when a noise came from behind her.

Glancing around she found nothing again, but as she was about to turn back to him, she was hit with a dart. Looking down at her stomach and dropping to her knees, Olivia soon began to realise she was in trouble, she could vaguely hear Peter running to her side but it wasn't long until the darkness had her.

Whiping her heach up Olivia found her hands bound behind her back back her shirt torn. Opening her mouth to speak she also felt the bitter taste of material blocking her need to scream. Eyes searching the factory they settled on an unconsious Peter, laying not to far from her. Doing the only thing she could think of, Olivia swung her left leg in his direction and kicked him.

The sudden jolt forced Peter awake. Sitting up quickly he realised that he wasn't bound and made a made dash for Olivia as soon as his eyes rested on her. Dragging the gag out of her mouth, the first thing he did was place a chaste kiss on her lips.

"I thought you were dead." He whispered against her lips.

"Peter, untie my hands please!" nodding he reahed around her and pulled at the tight knot. As soon as her hands were free they swung around his kneck and she held him close.

"Come on, I think I know where Rayne is." Grabbing her hand he lead her out of the large factory room and down a small corridoor. Neither of them gave a second thought as to where her stepfather was or why Peter was only unconcious not bound. Peter began to pull Olivia faster, faster than her tired body would carry and she stumbled on a piece of old metal that was sticking up from the ground. Cryng out in pain, Olivia fell to the ground and looked at her foot. Bloody had begun to seep down her foot from her ankle. Peter had turned to find Olivia on the ground and was about to join her, when she pushed herself up and pushed him to keep going. Falling behind slightly Olivia had to concentrate on finding her daughter and not letting the pain force her to stop.

Peter ran straight past a small room to their left but Olivia noticed it. Stopping in her tracks she glanced in and found a the shadow of a small child sitting in the corner, with her knees to her chest.

Giant sobs shook her small form and Olivia made a mad dash to the child's side.

"Oh baby!" Pulling the small child into her arms Olivia cried openly when Rayne swung her arms around her kneck. "Mommy! You came!" Peter appeared in the doorway and just watched mother and daughter embrace.

Olivia brought her hand up to the back of Rayne's head and held her close.

Peter spoke, "Sweatheart, come on we should go." Nodding silently, Olivia lifted Rayne up into her arms and tried to move.

For the second time in about 10 minutes Olivia stumbled and cried out in pain. Her bleeding foot was not bleeding perfusly and Olivia was not able to hold Rayne. Peter noticed the issue and made his way over to her. Taking Rayne from her arms, he held her close to his chest, hiding her still crying face in shoulder.

He took two steps away from Olivia and the sudden realisation hit him. Turning he found Olivia had still stayed behind him, "Liv, why was this so easy?"

As they say if something can go wrong it will go wrong because just as Peter spoke, a madeshift glass barrier dropped from its position in the ceiling. Blocking Peter from Olivia and trapping Olivia in the room.

"Olivia!" Peter's voice boomed throughout the hollow hallway and he took the two step to the gate.

"Peter, please go! Take Rayne and get out of here! Please." Olivia was now resting both her hands on the glass as if trying to push Peter away. Copying her motion but with one hand, Peter placed his on the glass as if trying to touch her hand.

"I'm not leaving you Liv." Paniced, Peter almost forgot about the small child in his arms. Still holding her close, he didn't want her to see her mothing trapped the way she was.

"Please Peter, you promised to keep her safe. NOW GO!" he watched as a small tear slid down her cheek before speaking once more. "I'll come back for you Liv. Remember you belong with me. You remember that? Never forget it! I will be back. I promise."

Not wanting to hear her reply he turned and took off down the hallway. It seemed almost too easy for him to get out with Rayne. Coming into the sunlight he was surrounded by FBI agents and Broyles who had a look on his face as to where Olivia was but never asked. He knew. He knew something went wrong. As a paramedic tried to take Rayne from Peter's grip she tightened hers. "No!"

"It's ok baby, they will look after you. I'll come back" Rayne pulled away to look Peter in the eye.

"Promise?" The little girl blinked her eyes innocently at Peter. "I promise baby." Peter kissed her on the forhead and she let go. Kissing her once more, Peter turned and took of back towards the factory.

"Bishop! Where are you going? BISHOP!" Broyles voice faded away as the lood started pumping in his head. Peter was not going to leave Olivia. And so he ran faster.

Ok, I will reside judgement on this chapter until after it's posted because I honestly don't know how I feel about it.

Please r&r so I can make up my mind. Next chapter will be up soon for those who are still interetsed.

Ash