Finny POV

I raced down the hall to where I knew Olivia would be warming up. Ciel's words left an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. Those men would take Olivia away and I had to help her. It was just then I heard Olivia scream something. I thought I heard her say don't come near me. I sprinted as fast as I could to her room. I grabbed the doorknob and pulled as hard as I could. There was a brief cracking noise as the door tore off its hinges and was flung aside. The room was empty, with nothing but an overturned violin case and some ruffled sheet music to show that there had been any struggle. The window was open, showing how the thieves had escaped. I knew she had a gun on her at all times. Why didn't she use it?

On the floor there was a scarf. I knew it didn't belong to Olivia so it must have fallen off one of the men that attacked her! I quickly raced outside.

"Plu-plu!" I called desperately. "Plu-plu, come here!" If there was ever a time I needed him it was now. The hound came bounding across the garden. I held out the scarf to him.

"Get the scent Pluto, and follow it!" I leapt on Pluto's back and held tightly onto his leash. Pluto started running toward the music room window. He dragged his nose along the ground until he found the scent. At this point he reared his head up and howled. Then he started to run to where the man who owned the scarf was now. He must have sensed my urgency because Pluto seemed in a hurry. I think he also smelled Olivia. We soon found wheel tracks and followed them. The scoundrels must've taken a carriage into the city. We followed the trail into the bad part of London. It was here that almost all the crime in the city took place. Pluto slowed down because the smell was now mingling with others. I got off of him and walked next to him, peering down alleyways in search of Olivia. A cat meowed and ran across the alley and Pluto chased after it. I was alone. I continued on my way, searching everywhere for a sign of Olivia. It was then I heard a scream. It was a scream of agony and terror. Not only was that person in danger but they were in pain. It was followed by that same person calling out for help. It was Olivia's voice.

My brain shut down and my body took over. I was no longer thinking. I just needed to get to her. I ran as fast as my legs could take me towards the sound. When I got to the alleyway, I saw it. There were three men; each of them must have weighed 200 pounds. One was holding Olivia down. He had a knife that was grazing her side. The other two were standing behind them, looking on with sadistic grins. One was holding Olivia's torn dress. Olivia's body was covered in bruises and cuts. The knife in her side kept slowly cutting deeper and deeper and Olivia's face was contorted in agony. I ran over to her abuser and picked him up by his collar. At first he just looked surprised that some weak-looking boy was challenging him.

"And just what do you think you're doin'?" he asked. Instead of an answer I flung him to the other side of the alley. He crashed against the bricks and slumped to the floor. The other two had their guns pointed at me. There was nothing I could do. I wasn't bullet proof. My vision started to blur with the realization that I wouldn't be able to save the love of my life. At least I thought, we can die together. I shut my eyes and braced myself for the end.

I heard two gunshots but felt nothing. I opened my eyes and looked around. The two men that were about to shoot me were lying on the ground, having been shot themselves. I turned around and saw Olivia, gripping a still smoking gun. The man who had attacked her had left it on the ground next to her and when she saw I was in danger she grabbed it and saved my life. I ran over to her and threw my arms around her. We were both trembling with terror and tears. I took inventory of her injuries. She had a gash in her side that was dripping blood. She had scrapes on her knees and elbows. There was a bruise on her cheek and multiple along her arms and chest. She was just in her torn underclothes. I blushed. I knew that we were in no position to be embarrassed by this but I couldn't help it. I quickly took of my shirt and ripped a sleeve off. I tied it around her waist and made a makeshift bandage out of it. I picked her up and carried her, bridal style to the end of the alley. I held her close to me, partly to keep pressure on her bandaged side to stop the bleeding and partly to remind myself that we were both okay. We were alive and together and that was all that was important.

"Thank you." Olivia managed to whisper. I stroked her cheek with my hand.

"Thank you." I replied in a soft voice. She was so brave and she had saved my life. I whistled for Pluto and he came leaping up the street. Still carrying Olivia I got on his back and told him to take us home. I wasn't sure how much longer it would be our home though, as Ciel frequently putting Olivia in danger wasn't exactly welcoming. We rode back to the manor in silence. We were both exhausted from the stress of the day and just wanted to sleep. We wanted to lose the horrors of today to the world of dreams, to make that a reality. But we had to deal with the cards we were dealt and that meant we had to stay awake for a while longer. Ceil was waiting by the door when we got there.

"And just where were you two?" Ciel said in an accusing tone. Like you don't already know, I thought.

"We were just out about town to pick up some sunflowers to plant. I fell down some stairs. I'm alright though." Said Olivia, still curled up in my arms.

"And your dress?" Ciel questioned.

"It was torn up and bloody. It made it difficult for Finny to carry me, being so poufy and all, so I just took it off." She said as if commenting on the weather. Ciel nodded and left us. I carried her into her bedroom, a replay of last night, and rested her down on her bed. I removed the bandage I made and winced at the wound. I got out the rubbing alcohol to help clean it. I also got some new bandages. Mey-rin had to deal with cuts and bruises on me all the time so I knew what to do. It was just never this severe.

"Now, this might sting a bit but it will clean your… cut." I said as I put some of the alcohol on a clean rag. Her sharp intake of breath followed the touch of her gash and the rag. I would have to get someone to call a doctor but for now I didn't want anyone else to touch her. I got out some cream for her bruises and began spreading it over her arms, legs and chest. They must have really given her a beating I thought. I stopped when I noticed she was smiling. How could she, after all this, be smiling?

"What is it, love?" I said quietly.

"You just never cease to amaze me." She blushed. "You can sleep here tonight." She said sheepishly. "If you want too. I just feel safer when you're here."

"Alright." I finished bandaging everything and laid down next to her. Her arms curled around me and her head rested on my chest. It was just as if we had never woken up this morning. I kissed her forehead and we both quickly fell asleep.

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