OK so considering I was hoping for a bit more love from the last chapter, I was a little sad, only because Peter and Olivia are finally together…I thought that's what you all wanted…BUT thank you so ver much to my 4 reviews, Charlie :D, Lori :D, angelcakes23 :D and Paladinobr :D, you guys always review and it makes me so very happy, please keep them up! :D

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Reference: "…well that can't be a good sign…" (The Box), "…investigate your own abduction…" (Bound), "…you can't fool me…" (A New Day in An Old Town), "…you two look after each other…" (Fracture)

Chapter 20 – Pain

Pulling away from him, Olivia sighed, this was going to be something new and different but she would be damned if she let her insecurities get in the way. "Peter, we should start getting back to work. We still need to figure out where the next safety deposit box is and I need to talk to Astrid about some of the information we found…actually do you think you could call Astrid and see when she will be at the lab, I really need to talk to her." Peter nodded before reaching for his phone on the counter but before he could Olivia phone rang, loud and clear through the silent house. "It's Broyles…" raising his eye brow at Olivia he sighed, "At 8am? Well that can't be a good sign…" Olivia smirked as she answered the phone, turning her back to Peter so she could concentrate on what her boss was saying. "Yes sir. Peter and I will be there shortly. Does Charlie know? Yes sir." Ending the phone call she turned back to Peter who was now talking to Walter.

"Ah, that was Broyles, they were able to get a manufacturer name off the camera supplies they found at the bank, it took them a while because when they searched for names and details, it sent them around in circles." The creaking of the floorboards caught her attention and Olivia looked up to find Walter walking passed the doorway. She smiled kindly at Walter who just nodded and dropped his head, smiling to himself at the fact that Olivia wasn't wearing shoes. "And what do you want to make a bet that the manufacturer is the same for the equipment we found in that house as the stuff at the bank. It can't be a coincidence…" Peter motioned towards Olivia who just sighed, she didn't believe it to be a coincidence that she was taken after investigating the robberies but part of her really wished it was just that. "Well Broyles said they are still working on that so I guess we will have to wait and see. But I am going to head down to the FBI and see if I can narrow down more of the people who worked on this silent mission with the military. I mean I have to be able to find something." The last part of her statement was more for herself, the undeniable annoyance at herself for not being able to find anything before hand.

Peter reached out to touch her arm, "Livia, Broyles isn't going to let you investigate your own abduction… you know that right?" He knew what she was thinking without her even thinking it, Peter knew she was going to do everything she could to learn who kidnapped her and why, but it was something that Broyles would not let happen. She blinked a few times, a tiny smile tugging at the corner of her mouth, "Yeah I know, that's why I am going to work on this while you help out with the tech that was found in the house, because Peter…" She stepped closer to him, not even caring that Walter was still in the same room as them, granted that he had his back to them both, her eyes becoming a little softer as she spoke, "…I need to know what they wanted from me and why…and I need it to be you who finds that out. Please Peter, I need to know…" she leaned up and placed a gently kiss on his cheek, the look in her eyes, almost like she was begging him for help. He just nodded to her as she turned away from him, her need for information out weighing the need to stand there and feel vulnerable.

Jogging down the steps towards her car, Olivia sighed a breath of relief, her relationship with Peter had changed dramatically over night and she was happy for it, she just hoped that it would go better than last time. Scolding herself for thinking about Peter when she was supposed to be working, she drove towards the FBI building, her mind slipping back into work mode when she reached her desk. Pulling the list of names from her pocket, she looked down at the handwriting, wondering how things had gotten so complicated in her life. She searched for over an hour to try and find a connection between the names of her list, many of them coming up clean, she worked until there was a knock on the door and Charlie walked in. "Hey Livy, how is it going?" She knew he wasn't talking about the case but about her in general, "And you can't fool me, I know you too well." He came to sit at the side of her desk and watched her sighed, "I'm ok, I guess. Still trying to understand it all. I mean, they didn't just kidnap me Charlie, they drugged me, I was seeing things I knew couldn't be real and I just want to understand whyand what they wanted from me."

Olivia rested her elbow on the desk and her head in her hand, looking up at Charlie as he sat above her, "I haven't been sleeping either, I'm too scared to close my eyes, I'm just so tired Charlie." She closed her eyes as she finished speaking, although Charlie didn't reply, he just placed his hand on her shoulder and looked down at her, "You know, sooner or later, you are going to have to stop working yourself to the point of exhaustion, it's not healthy for you and I'm sure that Jade would like to be able to spend some time with her aunt…" He trailed off with a smile, knowing that the mention on his daughter always seemed to put a smile on her face. "How is she doing? Being a good girl?" Charlie nodded and smiled, "Yeah, she's an angel…hey Liv…I'm glad your ok, when Broyles told me you were missing, I, ah, I thought the worst…" His hand found hers, resting gently on top. "Thanks Charlie, I'm ok though…" they both looked up to find that Broyles had walked through the door, "Agent's I need a word…" Straightening on her chair, Olivia looked up at her boss, something she had known for a very long time and was very close to.

"Sir?" Charlie's voice sounded strained, like he could tell something bad was going to happen. "We were able to analyse the camera's you and Peter found in the house you went to and they were a match to the ones Peter found in the bank, it took a long time but we tracked down the retailers of those particular camera's and were able to get a name back from the manufacturer, the name we were given was Jacobson, a former marine colonel." Broyles looked up at the two agents who were standing in front of him and the shocked look on Olivia's face was enough to stop him from continuing. "Dunham, are you alright?" Charlie had turned to Olivia and touched her shoulder, trying to get her attention, "Livy, what's wrong?" She swallowed a few times before glancing up at Charlie slowly and then back at Broyles. "Henry Jacobson? I know him, he was my commanding officer in the marines, he, ah…he saved my life once during basic training…are you sure it was him?" Olivia was starting to panic now, the person she had looked up to for so long, the man she owed her life to, may be involved in her kidnapping, she didn't know it she could believe it or not.

Broyles sighed deeply, before handing her a photo, "The store owner was able to give us this photo…is that him?" His voice was grave, he already knew it was really him, he just knew that Olivia would not believe it until she saw it for herself. Taking the photo from his hands, Olivia's started to shake, before she glanced down at the photo and let out a long deep breath. "Oh god…" she groaned before dropping the photo onto her desk and putting her head in her hands. "I'm sorry Olivia, but it seems as though it really was him…" Broyles took the photo from Olivia's desk and placed it back inside the folder. "Francis I want you to go and bring Jacobson in and interview him. I want to know exactly what is going on." Before Broyles could leave, Olivia spoke.

"Sir, I want to go with Charlie. Peter and I were there the night before I was taken. Please I want to be there when we bring him in." She was already standing and grabbing her coat as she spoke, this was something that she was going to do whether he liked it or not, but as she moved passed him, Broyles hand found her arm, stopping her in her tracks. "Be careful Dunham, we have no idea what they wanted from you, if they got it and if they didn't, how far they are willing to go to get it. Francis, you two look after each other…" He turned suddenly, leaving them to stand on their own, looking back at each other. "Let's go." Being stubborn Olivia turned on her heals and followed Broyles out of the room, knowing that Charlie was going to follow now matter what. The car trip was silent, save for the sighed and groans Olivia made as she read and re-read the file she had taken off Broyles as they left the FBI building. "God, Charlie, what if he was really involved, he'll just be…" She couldn't even finish her sentence, she honestly didn't know how. Charlie reached over and touched her hand, much like he had done so many times before. "He will just be another man in your life that has disappointed you and let you down?" Well she could honestly say that she wasn't thinking of that but it did sum up how she felt.

"He had me kidnapped, drugged me. God, he was supposed to be helping us, me and Peter, he gave me names of people, then just had me kidnapped, it doesn't make any sense." She rubbed her hand over her forehead and glanced out the window up at the house she had been in less than a week ago. "Come on, let's get this over with." Getting out of the car, Olivia and Charlie made their way to the front door, only to find it slightly ajar. "Charlie…" Olivia nodded towards the door, already getting her gun out, Charlie mere milliseconds behind her. The door was gently kicked open with a long and drawn out creek, the darkness of the house was seeping out into the afternoon light. As Olivia made her way into the house, her gun in front and her steps were precise and specific, trying not to disturb anything or anyone that may have still been in the house. She noted that Charlie continued on straight into the house while she made her way up the stairs, glancing down the hall and making her way towards the three rooms that ended up being completely bare and void of anything.

Turning back the way she came, Olivia made for the stairs once more, eyeing the photos that lined the walls along the hall. She blinked a couple of times as her eyes landed on a dated photo of herself and Jacobson, back when she was in uniform and posing with her commanding officer. Reaching out to it, she took the frame from the wall and then the photo from its frame, pocketing it for later. She locked her jaw as she remembered the day clearly, this was supposed to be someone who cared about her, he was like the father she never had and now he may be involved in her kidnapping, she just didn't know if she could believe it. Steeling herself, Olivia made her way back down the stairs to meet with Charlie, desperation taking over her and her need for answers being stronger than ever.

Coming towards the back room, where she had seen Charlie's back in the door way, she called out to him, "Hey Charlie…did you find anything?" But it was before she was able to get any closer to him did he turn on his heels and hold up his hand, "Liv, just got back to the front of the house, I've already called Broyles and he is on his way now, they are about 10 minutes out…go!" But Olivia had already glanced over his shoulder and see something, something she knew he didn't want her to see. Taking another step towards Charlie, he held up his other hand and reached for her shoulders, their bodied coming chest to chest, stopping her movement forward, "Liv, no…" He held her as her eyes focussed on the slumped over body in the middle of the room. Jacobson was tied to a chair, his hands and feet strapped to the lets and arms of the chair and his head hung forward and it only took a second for her to be making her way to Jacobson's side. Touching his neck, she found no pules and no movement of any kind on his body and so she lifted his head up and found that his eyes were closed, red markings scattered around his face and neck, something had been attached to him but she knew they wouldn't be able to work it out yet.

Charlie had grabbed her by the shoulders and lifted her from the ground, "Olivia…Livy…Broyles, Peter and Walter are on their way here…come on Livy, we should wait outside…" He was almost pulling Olivia by the arms when she didn't want to move. She could feel her stomach revolting on her, but she wasn't about to let it show. Standing out in the front garden of the house, Charlie watched as Broyles drove up with lights and sirens blaring through the neighbourhood. "They are almost here Livy…" He turned back to find her leaning up against the brick wall of the house, her face was white as a sheet, he could tell she was trying not to be sick.

Broyles and Walter were the first into the house, Charlie following not to far behind, telling them both what they had found, but it was Peter who hadn't even bothered going into the house, his main concern was finding Olivia, who had seemed to have disappeared again. "Livia?" He moved around the side of the house, only to find her kneeling down by the garbage bins, retching until whatever was in her stomach made its way up and out. Peter was by her side within a blink on an eye, holding her hair back and rubbing circles on her back. "Shh, Livia, it's ok. You're ok…" As her stomach was emptied she leaned back until she was leaning against Peter's chest, feeling his heart beat against her back. "Oh god Peter…" Her shoulders dropped and she sighed as his lips found her clammy and sweat covered forehead. "It's going to be ok, Livia, you're safe…" They stayed together like that for a few minutes and it wasn't until someone cleared their throat did they look, finding Charlie standing not far from them and considering the circumstances a tiny smile on his face as he watched them sit together. "Ah, Liv, Broyles has asked that the body be taken back to the lab, Walter isn't too sure what happened but he wants to find out…do you want to take Walter or should I go with him?" Olivia leaned forward and away from Peter, sighing, "Would you mind taking him, I want to see if there is anything I can do here before coming back to the lab..."

She stood from Peter, who stayed watching as she gingerly walked away from him, running her hand over her mouth and then her hair, he could still see her hands shaking as she went. Looking down at the ground Peter sighed before looking back up to find Charlie was still watching him, his eyebrow raised and a small smirk on his face, "What did I miss?" Peter just shook his head and stood, ignoring the growing smile on Charlie's face. Charlie followed Peter back to the front of the house where they both watched as Olivia spoke to Broyles, no doubt regarding the investigation but as Walter and a few other ME's wheeled Jacobson's body out of the house, Olivia stopped speaking and dropped her head. Peter wanted nothing more than to wrap his arms around her and Charlie just wanted to make sure she was ok but when Broyles placed his hand on her shoulder and spoke something to her that made her nod and turn away, they both knew it was down to business and so they continued on with their jobs.

It was close to an hour before Olivia and Peter left the house, taking notes and compiling information that they hoped would help to solve the death and maybe even help to find who had taken Olivia and why. But it was Peter who decided enough was enough for Olivia. "Ok, go home." He spoke with authority and sternness that mad her look up at him suddenly. "We have been over this place a thousand times and it's getting late. I know this is hard for you Olivia and I can take it from here, just go home and get some rest, please…" He had come to her side as he spoke, his hand resting on her cheek before dropping it, remembering that they weren't alone in the house. Seeing her shoulders drop, Peter moved to the side to let her passed and she with a small kiss on the cheek and a 'I'll call you later' before she was out the door and heading home, leaving Peter alone in the house to continue the search.

Pulling into her driveway, Olivia killed the engine before looking up into the front window of her apartment and found Rachel and Ella's silhouettes were coming from the blinds. She waited a moment before making her final decision, turned the car back on and made her way back down the street she came. The ride was short, as was the trip up the stairs until she was standing on the doorstep of the double story house in front of her. Olivia sighed and knocked a few times, it had been a long time since she had been at Charlie's house and she knew that he would be probably playing daddy right about now, but she needed someone to talk to that didn't go by the name of Peter Bishop. It's not that she didn't trust Peter, actually she knew that she was going to open up to him in the very near future about what had happened in that house, but Charlie was a different type of shoulder. He had lost his partner a long time ago and he knew what it was like to lose someone who had meant so much because they had saved your life.

Knocking once, she waited until someone opened the door, Sonia standing in her way and a woman's intuition told her that something was wrong. "Liv, are you ok? What happened?" Touching her arm, she pulled her into her house, making sure to shut the door behind her. "Ah, not a whole lot, is Charlie here, I just need to talk to him…" She looked around the room, noting that Charlie wasn't there. "Oh yea he is in back with the back with Jade, go ahead, we are just about to feed her in about 20 minutes." Sonia pushed her towards the backroom, calling out as Olivia went, "Glad to have you back, Liv. It's good to know you ok now." Olivia smiled back a thank you before moving towards the backroom, finding Charlie was easy.

"Oh you're my big girl aren't you baby. You're getting so big…yes you are!" Olivia watched as Charlie played daddy, sitting on the floor, tickling his young daughter and gently pinching the inside of her legs, causing her to scream and giggle with laughter. "I never thought I would see the day that Charlie Francis would be a giant pile of goo!" Olivia laughed from the doorway and smiled as Charlie looked up at her. "Oh Bear, look who is here, Aunt Olivia! Is Aunt Olivia going to come and say hello?" Charlie's voice had become almost comical as she spoke to the child, Olivia knowing that he was completely head over heels in love with his daughter. Moving over to Charlie's side, Olivia took off her shoes and her jacket and sat down as Charlie pulled Jade into his lap, sitting the child facing Olivia. "Did you tell Aunt Olivia that we are happy she is back, we missed her so much when she was gone?" Charlie still spoke with the high pitched voice but was looking at Olivia, knowing that she had come for a reason. "Do you think she will tell us what's wrong?" The child cooed and giggled as Olivia played with her toes, knowing that she would talk to Charlie in that moment because she felt comfortable.

"I just wanted to come and see daddy, I ah…today was a bit of a shock, I mean, he saved my life, he was there for me when I couldn't…when I thought I didn't need anyone, he was the only one who didn't just up and leave and now…he is dead and we have no idea who killed him or why. Everything that has happened recently has just been so crazy…" Everything came out in one big breath, Charlie's smile dropped from his face. "You know kiddo, it isgoing to be ok. We are going to find out what happened to him and to you and I know that you are going to be fine!" He smiled up at her, letting Jade lean across, reaching for Olivia with her chubby fingers, it made Olivia realise that Jade was now almost 4 months old, it was crazy how fast time went. Wanting to make Olivia smile, Charlie picked up Jade as she reached out for Olivia and brought her so her stomach came to his mouth, blowing a raspberry and nibbling at her bare stomach, "I've got you now!" Neither of them noticed Sonia standing in the doorway, watching as the child giggled along with Charlie and the smile on Olivia's face told her that some of the pain was melting away.

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