Infamous
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Daniels shoved Olivia around so many twists and turns in the warehouse that it was hard for her to keep track of where they were in relation to the exit. Suddenly they stopped outside a door. Daniels pushed her hard against it before he opened it. She groaned from the sharp pain that shot through her body but Daniels just laughed and pushed her inside the room.
The room looked like it had been an office in a past life. Plain thin grey carpeting still clung to the floor, the walls were blank except for a series of switches that looked like they not only controlled the lights for the room but also for the whole building and one switch that looked like it was for a PA system.
None of these details registered with Olivia. The only thing that she saw in the room, the only thing that mattered was Elliot. He sat in a corner tied up and looking as if he had been badly beaten. Olivia broke away from Daniels and ran towards Elliot.
"Oh God," she whispered as she knelt on the floor beside him.
"Olivia," he groaned sadly "You shouldn't have come." He wished that she would have just forgotten about him and gone on with her life. At least that way she would be safe. But he knew it to be a hopeless wish because he knew his partner and she would never leave anyone behind. She would do anything to prevent any type of abuse if she could.
"You know I couldn't do that," she spoke his thoughts for him as she reached to untie his wrists.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," a voice said menacingly as she felt herself being yanked backwards hard.
"Olivia!" Elliot shouted as he struggled to free himself only to feel himself kicked in the side repeatedly.
"White," Olivia gasped as she was pulled backwards and she caught a glimpse of his face. It wasn't his presence that shocked her as much as his appearance. He was very pale almost ghostly.
"That's right darling," he said smiling as he brought his lips ever closer to hers.
She moved her head back as far as she possibly could to avoid his lips and turned her head to the side "Stop," she said meekly. Although White hadn't been feeling well he was still very strong and she couldn't escape his grasp.
"I suggest you comply," White told her as he turned her so that she could see Elliot again.
"No," she said softly as she stopped struggling. Sullivan stood next to Elliot, casually pointing a gun at the defenseless man's head as if it would mean nothing to him if he pulled the trigger and extinguished a life. Olivia knew that to these men a life meant nothing "Let him go," she tried to reason with them.
White forced her to kneel on the floor "Behave yourself and then we'll see," he said taunting her as he ran his hands up underneath her shirt.
She fought back the urge to vomit as his hands caressed her breasts "I'll… do whatever you… want," she tried to keep herself from gagging "Just please let him go."
White lay her on the floor and lay next to her "Now where would the fun be in that?" he told her "You're mine now and there is no way that I'll let either of you go."
She felt her stomach knot up even tighter than it had been "Please," she was openly begging and trying to fight back the tears "I'm yours just let him go."
Elliot watched the site in front of him and he felt broken inside. He would give anything if he could take her place. This was his fault because he wasn't strong enough to fight off them when they had grabbed him.
"Please," Olivia begged again "Its my fault not his."
'What are you saying' Elliot thought to himself. None of this was her fault. She was always so eager to blame herself for things that she had absolutely no control over. In this case she was blaming herself for the fact that White was a sick freak.
"Oh I still have a score to settle with your partner," White told her as he ran his fingers down to the hem of her pants and took his time fingering the buttons "and you are my ultimate revenge."
She felt the bile rise and this time she couldn't hold it back. Before she knew it she had thrown up directly in White's face. In an instant her pants were forgotten as White hauled her to her feet.
"You stupid bitch!" he screamed as he held her up by her hair and punched her in her face.
"Olivia!" Elliot screamed again because it was all that he could do.
"I'm gonna go change," White snarled and looked at Daniels who ever since he had brought Olivia into the room had just been sitting against the wall tapping the gun against his hand "You and Sullivan keep an eye on these two until I get back," and with that he dropped Olivia to the floor and left. As he was leaving he started coughing hard. His coughs could be heard reverberating in the ware house long after he left.
Daniels put the gun down and stood up. He walked towards the place where Olivia lay on the floor. He forced her to sit up and face him "Who says that Rich would be the only one to have some fun."
Sullivan placed his gun on the floor as well and came up on the other side of Olivia. Together the two men dragged her to her feet and they looked her up and down carefully.
"Where to begin?" Sullivan asked as he slid a hand down inside Olivia's pants.
Olivia felt the tears but she could fight back now. Now that no one was pointing a gun at Elliot, she was free to fight back. She struck out with her right hand and hit Sullivan in the stomach.
Sullivan stumbled back slightly "Son of a…" he muttered and then turned to pick something up off the floor.
Olivia cringed, was he going to shoot Elliot but Sullivan picked up a baseball bat and struck her hard with it.
"Hold her down," Sullivan commanded Daniels. Daniels obeyed and Sullivan struck Olivia repeatedly with the bat.
Olivia tried to fight back, she tried to keep the tears from coming but it just hurt so dam much. She finally cried out in pain "No please stop!"
Elliot struggled even harder to free himself. Luckily for him if you could call it lucky, which Elliot certainly couldn't, when White had been torturing Olivia, Sullivan had been paying more attention to that instead of what Elliot was doing so he had managed to make significant progress in freeing himself. 'Just a little more' he told himself.
Olivia's cries grew more pained and Elliot grew more desperate. He had his hands free. The hard part was accomplished. He quickly reached down and untied the rope that bound his legs together. He was still unnoticed by everyone in the room. Olivia couldn't see him because of the two men that stood over her.
"Please," she begged as the bat crashed down on her rib cage "stop."
"Okay," Sullivan sneered "We'll stop." He dropped the bat and climbed on top of her.
"Hey," Daniels protested "Who said you would go first?"
"Shut up," Sullivan snapped at him "You'll get your turn." He quickly pulled down Olivia's pants and underwear and was about to begin when he felt something hit him from behind.
Although Elliot's body was slowed by the tremendous pain that he had suffered from being beaten by White and Sullivan, he was still able to wheeled a gun and use it. He hit Sullivan over the head with the very gun that Sullivan had pointed at Elliot as way of forcing Olivia into submission.
Sullivan went down instantly but Daniels wouldn't be so easily dealt with. Daniels pulled Olivia's half naked body up and held her in front of him "Drop the gun," Daniels said forcefully as he inched closer to the place where he had left Olivia's gun.
Olivia's eyes met Elliot's. Everything in her face said 'Shoot him' but Elliot didn't have a clear shot. He watched in terror as Daniels reached the place where Olivia's gun lay on the floor. He bent down to pick it up but Olivia remained standing. Elliot fired the gun at Daniels's exposed upper body.
Daniels fell in one direction and Olivia fell in another. Elliot dropped his gun and caught Olivia in his arms. He thanked God when he looked her over and there was no sign that he had shot her. He looked at Daniels and saw the blood that spurted from his chest. Daniels was dead.
"Olivia," he whispered as he held her close to him "Thank God. Thank God."
"Elliot," she whispered back weakly "I'm glad you're safe." Her eyes drifted closed "I'm tired."
"No!" Elliot practically screamed at her "No! Olivia stay with me!"
Her eyes fluttered open again "I'm just tired," she said in a slightly stronger voice.
"I know," Elliot told her as he too felt the effects of his own injuries "We'll get to a hospital as soon as we can but we aren't out of the woods yet."
"Alright," Olivia groaned as she attempted to stand on her own but found herself wobbling uncontrollably as she collapsed to the floor.
"Don't push yourself," Elliot said as he helped her to sit up. Elliot left her to lean against a wall while he gathered the ropes that had been used to bind him and used them to restrain the unconscious Sullivan. Once that was done he turned back to Olivia.
Olivia had managed to pull her pants back up and fasten them "Are you okay?" she asked.
Elliot embraced her tightly. She had been beaten, terrorized and almost raped and the first thing on her mind was his wellbeing "Olivia," he began as he stroked her back comfortingly "I… I could have… lost you," he felt himself choke up.
She felt her own tears fall "I love you," she whispered the admission that she had waited too long to tell him "I'm sorry that this happened."
"Don't apologize," Elliot said as he continued to cry "I love you too and that's why," he pulled away from her far enough that he could look her in the eye "That's why I can never lose you." He pulled her back into his arms and held her as close as he could without hurting her.
Olivia felt so happy that he loved her too but at the same time she felt so scared that she had come so close to losing him. She hugged him back as if this was the first time she had seen him in years.
Elliot pulled away from the hug abruptly "We have to get out of here." He helped Olivia to her feet and let her lean on him for support. Together they limped towards the door of the room.
"My gun," Olivia said with labored breaths. She gestured towards the gun that lay inches from the hand of the now deceased Daniels.
Elliot bent down picked it up and handed it to her "Let's go," he said gently as he opened the door and they made their way out into the main part of the warehouse.
"How do we get out of here?" Elliot asked no one in particular.
But Olivia answered for him by pointing in the direction she remembered coming from. Although they had taken many twists and turns, Olivia remembered them pretty well.
When they had reached the door Elliot pushed it open and they both breathed a sigh of relief as the fresh air hit their faces. Elliot turned to Olivia "Do you have your cell phone?" he asked.
She nodded and reached into her pocket. The expression on her face turned from relief to worry almost instantly as she pulled out the remains of what used to be her phone.
Elliot looked at it and knew instantly what had happened. Sullivan had hit her with such force that the phone had shattered in her pocket. He cringed as he thought of the force necessary to accomplish that and he tightened his grip around Olivia.
"What do we do now?" Olivia asked as she returned the broken phone to her pocket. Then it dawned on her when she saw the car that Crawford had brought her in "Crawford," she said it realization.
"What about him?" Elliot asked. He hadn't remembered seeing Crawford in the warehouse.
"He brought me here in a car," Olivia explained "I knocked him out," she smiled a small smile of triumph when she spoke this part and then she told Elliot just why it was important "He should still have the keys on him."
Elliot nodded in understanding as they approached the car "We'll just drive out of here," he said relieved.
Olivia's eyes scanned the ground "Where the hell is he," she said, her voice tinged with frustration and a little bit of fear.
TBC
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