Chapter 14

Deep within her subconscious mind, Olivia felt someone getting on top of her. She shifted, wondering what could be happening-granted, she was still half-asleep. She only woke herself up once she felt hands on her stomach.

Olivia woke with a jolt, gasping when she realized Mike was on top of her legs, moving his hands around under her shirt. Quickly, she pushed him away, but he grabbed one wrist and handcuffed it to the headboard.

"No!" Olivia screamed as he handcuffed her other hand, despite her fighting. "Stop!"

Mike just laughed and ran his hands up her shirt again, fondling her breasts over her bra.

"Stop it!" Olivia screamed desperately, thrashing around.

But he just laughed again and removed his hands. She watched in horror as he unzipped his pants and brought out his member, and he began to stroke it, making it hard.

"STOP!" Olivia screamed. She closed her eyes and pretended she couldn't hear him moaning. "YOU'RE DISGUSTING, STOP!"

"You dirty little whore," Mike whispered in her ear and he undid her pants and pulled them down her thighs, along with her panties. "You like it."

Olivia just sobbed and kept screaming, wailing for him to stop.

Where was Dean? He had promised he would help her!

"Mike?"

As if he had read her thoughts, there was Dean, standing in the doorway. But next to him… was Fang. Oh God.

"What do you want?" Mike demanded, his face quickly turning red. "I'm kinda busy!"

To the both of their surprise, Fang suddenly pulled out a gun and cocked it. He was pointing it at Mike.

"Mike Jergens," he said in a steady voice, "you're under arrest for numerous counts of rape, the kidnapping of an NYPD officer, breaking and entering, the attempted rape of a police officer, and any other charges we can come up with. Now, if you please, get off of Detective Benson. Now."

Mike hesitated, still in shock.

"Fang," he began. "I-"

"That's Agent Jacobs, to you," Fang -er, Agent Jacobs- growled. "Now, we have all your cohorts rounded up upstairs, and officers surrounding the building. So, I you can either get off of her right now, or I can drag you off and say I had to use necessary force, and you ended up getting your leg broken."

Mike closed his mouth quickly, and slid off of Olivia. She breathed out a sigh of relief. Dean quickly came over and undid the handcuffs, and Olivia pulled her pants back on. She then watched as Agent Jacobs slapped handcuffs onto Mike's wrists, and began to read him Miranda.

"I'm gonna get you back for this, bitch!" Mike promised, laughing madly as he was led out of the room. "I'm not done with you yet!"

Olivia remained silent, and watched as he was led from the room.

"Olivia," Dean asked, turning his attention to her. "Are you okay?"

Olivia suddenly wrapped her arms around him in a tight hug.

"Thank you, Dean," she whispered, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I-"

"It's okay, Olivia," Dean whispered back. He rubbed her back comfortingly. "You don't have to say anything."

"I owe you my life," she told him. "Again."

"I just hope you can forgive me for what happened between us," he replied honestly. "I don't want to go on like this."

"I can't forgive you for that, Dean," Olivia sighed. "You broke my trust, and you broke my heart, and I still hurt from it." Dean dropped his head in shame, but she smiled and cupped his cheek. She turned his face to look at her. "But maybe we can start trying to be friends."

Dean seemed to cheer up, and he took her hand.

"Let's get you out of here," he smiled. He led her up the stairs and into the kitchen, where he reached a phone and began to dial. "I'm going to call Elliot. He can come and…. What's that beeping?"

Olivia was about to tell him about the situation with Elliot being shot, but she paused and listened. Sure enough, there was came a low beeping. It was steady, and Olivia assumed it was probably just an alarm, but when she looked at Dean, she knew it was something more. Dean quickly snatched the cordless phone from the wall and grabbed her hand, pulling her through the door and through the trees.

"BOMB!" he screamed at the officers, running through the trees as fast as he could. "RU-!"

He was cut off as a sudden blast echoed through the air, forcing Dean and Olivia to the ground a few yards away. They both landed with a thud, and Dean quickly moved over to Olivia, who was coughing and trying to collect herself.

"Are you okay?" he coughed, putting a hand on her back.

"I'm okay," she assured him. She turned to see the burning house behind them. "We have to see if everyone else is okay."

Dean nodded, and they both picked themselves off and brushed themselves off. Then, they jogged quickly over to the wreck to see if anyone else was alive. The cops who had pulled up seemed alright; they had been a little while away from the blast. A few of the gang members had been hurt, and a few windshields were cracked, but one of the officers assured them he was going to call for backup. They were about to be relieved, when an officer suddenly stumbled up to them, his face bloodied and bruised.

"M-Mike Jergens attacked me!" he told them, using Dean to keep himself up. "He g-got away during the blast, and he took my piece! He came at me with a freaking hammer!"

"It's alright," Dean told him, supporting him as best he could. "Did he hurt you too bad?"

"N-no," the officer replied. "B-but he left me a message for Detective Benson." He looked Olivia dead in the eyes when he spoke. "He said 'Catch me if ya can, bitch, 'cause I'm coming for you.'"

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a gun cocked behind her head.

"The other officers are going to leave us now, Olivia," Mike spat behind her. "It's just gonna be you, me, and Agent Porter. That sound good?"

Olivia just gulped. This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all.

Notes: Haha, just when you thought it was over… ;)

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