Certainty
Part 8
Author's note: Once again it gets a little disgusting and weird but in the end everything will be okay, this is the journey to the happy ending so deal with it. If you are looking for a disclaimer then check the very first chapter, it's there. Thanks.
"Oh I think you know what you have to do." James said as he finished wrapping up her last finger. She looked down at her hand and wiggled her fingers a bit. She was sort of worried that they would get infected but then she told herself that she probably wouldn't be alive long enough to know or care. She knew what he wanted from her, that kiss was enough to make her realize it but she didn't know how she would do it without getting physically ill. She had to do it without hesitation but did that mean she had to act like she liked it?
"Can you give me like three minutes alone first…please?" She whispered and then looked at him, she didn't know where she found the strength but she actually smiled. He nodded slightly and released her arms and then her legs.
"You've got three minutes, don't try anything stupid because remember, we got Elliot and we got Krista and if you screw up…" He trailed off and laughed a laugh that was just short of being maniacal. He looked down at his watch and pressed a few buttons and left the room, locking the door behind him. Olivia stood up and took in a deep breath, but that wasn't going to do it. She burst into sobs, hard bone racking sobs and fell onto the bed. She buried her face in a pillow and started to scream as loud as she could as she cried. She was crying for Krista, Monica, and most of all, Elliot. She cried until she couldn't breathe and then rolled over and took in a deep breath. She brought her uninjured hand to her face and wiped her eyes slowly. She took in a few more breaths and sat up, she was glad that she was alone for the moment because she just couldn't let Elliot to see how broken up she was.
Knowing what was going to happen, and knowing she had to comply without hesitation she unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off so she was in her black lace bra. She slid off her jeans so she was in her matching panties and tossed them on the floor with her shirt. She took in another deep but shaky breath and laid back on the bed. She closed her eyes, she still needed more time to cry, but for the moment she was able to keep calm. She thought about Krista and the fact that she was going to die and there was nothing she could do to stop it. A moment later the door opened and James stepped into the room. He wasn't a bad looking man, maybe in his fifties with brown hair and beady little eyes. He was about her height and rather thin, but she still did not want to have sex with him.
"I see you have accepted the bargain." James said and then walked over to the bed, he sat down next to her and pulled her into a kiss. She thought and for a split second she didn't return it but realized that any hesitation on her part would cause her to lose Elliot. She kissed back and kept her eyes closed, maybe if she pretended it was Elliot it wouldn't be so bad. She felt him slide her panties down and she felt a shiver run through her body. She still kept her eyes closed and started to slow her breathing down so she wouldn't hyperventilate or burst out in another sobbing fit.
She opened her eyes when she felt him slide into her, and the pain of it radiated throughout her body. She took in a sharp breath and let out a whimper. He started to slam in and out of her body and she felt a tear escape her left eye and roll down her cheek. She closed her eyes again and took in a deep breath and dug her nails into the covers. She wanted to keep her eyes closed till the end when she felt hands on her neck. Her eyes snapped open as he began to squeeze her throat, she drew in a quick sharp breath but even that was cut off as he increased pressure. She put her hands on his wrists and tried to scream, even though nothing was coming out. He was choking her and he was getting off on it, she saw the look in his eye, some sort of animalistic shine. She struggled almost as hard as she could but she was afraid that if she fought back he would kill Elliot, but at the same time she didn't want to die herself. Black and blue spots began to dance in front of her eyes and then everything was black.
Elliot was shoved into the basement and the door slammed behind him and locked. He saw Krista down in the corner sitting on the blanket with another one wrapped around her. She was picking at her stitches on her arm again and they were starting to bleed. Elliot would have stopped her but he was beginning not to care. He was seeing how hopeless this situation was getting and so he just shrugged and sat down next to her. She looked at him and snuggled close to him but he pushed her away and she frowned slightly. They hadn't really tortured her since the first night and he was finding himself getting mad that they weren't paying attention to her. He guessed that they knew that the torture value of an engaged couple was far more satisfying then just a lone woman. Krista arched and eyebrow but she didn't scream or cry like she had done before.
"El?" She asked softly and he turned to look at her, she leaned into his ear and whispered, "Monica's alive." Elliot's eyes went wider and a smile actually crossed his lips. Of course he had no idea how far Monica's injuries extended but if she was alive like Krista was saying then they actually had a chance of getting out of there.
"What? How do you know this?"
"Well when they took you and Liv upstairs I was screaming at the door and then I heard Monica's voice on the other side. She said she was hurt but she would be okay and that she was going to help us. I touched her fingers through the crack under the door, God I love her so much, she's such a fighter." Krista replied and a tear ran down her cheek. She wiped it away and rested her head against Elliot's shoulder, this time he didn't push her away. She then started to pick at her stitches again. Elliot put his hand on top of hers and moved it away gently.
"Don't pick, it'll only make things worse." He said to her kindly, she looked at his hand and then to him and smiled slightly. "Monica will get us out of this. I trust her." Actually, he trusted her, but he had no idea how strong she actually was, physically and emotionally. He had never read one of her books and had only seen one of her movies at a premiere when he was invited. The lead character was strong but he didn't know if that Monica embodied any of it. He wrapped his arm around Krista and sighed softly, now all he could do was think about what they were doing to Olivia, and how he couldn't do anything about it.
When Olivia woke up she was laying completely naked under the covers on the bed. She groaned slightly and looked around. Her head pounded and she guessed that was the after effects of almost being strangled to death. She rolled over and looked on the floor, there were he clothes in a pile where she had left them. She wanted to go back to sleep, it was very comfortable and she hadn't gotten much sleep the previous night but she had to get back to Elliot and warn him of what was going to happen to Krista. She got dressed and moved over to the door and tried to open it. Of course it was locked, and she felt like an idiot for even thinking they wouldn't lock it. She then started to pound on the door as hard as she could. She wondered why she was left there in the first place.
"HEY! HEY!" She called loudly as she pounded, "I'M AWAKE! GET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" She stopped pounding for a minute because it was hurting her head, that and she wanted to hear if someone was actually coming to get her. There were footsteps in the hall and the sound of the door unlocking. She backed away from the door and waited for it to open. When it did, James stepped in and grabbed her by her arm and pulled her into the hallway.
"Be quiet! Liz is trying to sleep!" He snapped at her and started to drag her to the stairs. She sighed and walked after him. She didn't see a gun with him but once again she knew Elliot and Krista were trapped, it wouldn't do her any good to start running now. She let him lead her to the first floor but jerked her arm away from his touch when they turned the corner that held the door to the basement. As he reached for the keys Olivia pulled her fist back and got ready to hit him. Her fist swung hard and fast but an instant before it would have connected with his nose he caught it. Before she could even gasp in surprise he punched her in the face as hard as he could. She stumbled back and her head started to spin, she could swear she was seeing stars, and then once again she passed out.
Elliot looked up from his spot on the floor when he heard the door open. He turned his gaze to the top of the stairs and saw James enter, carrying Olivia in his arms. Elliot immediately stood up and stormed over to the stairs as James made his way down.
"What did you do to her? WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO HER?" He demanded loudly, causing Krista to wince and pull the blanket tighter around herself. James rolled his eyes and pushed past Elliot and laid Olivia down on the blanket that Krista was already sitting on. Without an answer he turned to leave and if Elliot wasn't so concerned about the well being of Olivia he would have gone after James further but instead he rushed over to the blanket and got down next to her. He put his fingers on her neck and checked for a pulse, it was there and he breathed a sigh of relief. Just before he was about to say something to James he heard the door shut and lock.
"Is she okay?" Krista asked and inched herself closer to Olivia. Elliot looked at her, other then the fact that the left side of her face was swelling up he thought she would be fine so he nodded. Krista put her arm on Olivia's and shook her gently, "Liv? Liv, wake up okay? I need to tell you something." After a few more moments of gentle shaking Olivia groaned and opened her eyes slowly. The first person she saw was Elliot and so she pulled him into a kiss.
"I love you Elliot." She whispered in his ear after pulling away. She wasn't going to tell him about the rape but she had a feeling he already knew about it. She turned her head to look at Krista and blinked a few times wondering what she had to say.
"Monica is alive." Krista whispered to her and then a smile crossed her face, Olivia looked a little surprised and turned to Elliot who nodded. He knew Krista was losing bits of her sanity but he didn't think she was so far gone as to make something like this up. Olivia sighed and Elliot helped her so she was sitting up. She looked at Krista and then back to Elliot and her lower lip trembled just slightly. Elliot arched a brow wondering what was wrong, other then the obvious.
"Elliot, can I talk to you for a moment, alone?" Olivia said and then got to her feet slowly even though her face was throbbing. Krista looked at both of them and nodded and Elliot took Olivia's arm and helped her walk to the other side of the empty basement. They stopped in the corner and Olivia took a look at Krista, "They are going to kill her today, or tonight, I don't remember which and does it really even matter? My point is this, we have to do whatever we can to keep her alive okay?" Elliot nodded slightly.
"I agree with that but we also need to keep ourselves alive too, remember, they have the guns." He replied even though he was willing to risk mostly anything to make sure that all four of them got out of there alive. She nodded at him and pulled him into a hug, he hugged her back tightly. She didn't think that this was the time to bring up the fact that she had seen him get raped, or the fact that she had been raped herself. Her hand hurt, her face hurt, and her head hurt. All she wanted right now was to be held by Elliot and pretend that everything was okay.
After they finished talking they went back over to the blanket and sat down. Although Olivia was in a hell of a lot of pain she didn't complain about it. She knew that Elliot had a broken nose, and she knew she couldn't be as uncomfortable as Krista so she kept her mouth shut. Also she knew that complaining wasn't going to make anything better so she just snuggled up to one side of Elliot and Krista took the other. She watched Krista pick at her stitches while Elliot slept with his head laying against hers. Every once in a while Krista would whimper and then sigh. They sat like that for a long time, saying nothing, until the sun began to set and Olivia could see the orange sky through the small windows. She was half asleep when she noticed it, she yawned and then sat up straight and shook Elliot. He groaned softly and opened his eyes and looked at her.
"I'm up, I'm up…" He muttered and then brought his hands up to rub his eyes. Olivia smiled and kissed him on the cheek gently. He smiled back at her and gave her a soft kiss on the lips and then motioned to the windows, "It's almost night…damn."
"If Monica is alive this would be a good time to make a move." Olivia sort of whined at Elliot. Krista looked up, Olivia didn't mean for her to hear that but Krista was paying closer attention to them then she thought. Her innocent gaze turned into a glare and she looked like she might be ready to actually get up and punch Olivia.
"If I said she's alive, then she's alive. I'm not a nut case…you got that…LIV?" Krista growled, and Olivia swallowed hard. She had known Krista for a very long time now and this was the very first time that she had ever really gotten mad at her. They hadn't even argued in the past, sure they had disagreements but she never heard Krista speak a harsh word to her.
"Yes," Olivia said and then put her hands up in a slight sign of surrender, "I didn't mean it like I didn't believe you, I was just…"
"It's okay." Krista said her voice returning to what it normally sounded like, "Sorry I shouldn't have flown off the handle like that." She wiped a stray tear that was making it down her cheek. She took in a deep breath and smiled at Olivia. It wasn't forced it was very natural and Olivia smiled back at her just slightly.
"No you have every right to be angry Krista, not just at me but at James and Liz, at the situation, at everything. Actually I'm surprised you haven't gotten more angry considering the circumstances." Olivia said to her and then reached over and put her hand on top of Krista's. Krista turned her palm upright and squeezed Olivia's hand gently.
"There's really no point in getting mad at something I can't control. Now when Monica leaves her clothes in a pile on the floor or forgets to wash a dish…you don't want to see me then." Krista replied and then laughed slightly and looked down at her arm, "What's done is done and if I am left with scars then so be it but at least I'll be alive." After Krista said that a million things popped into Olivia's head, one of her first thoughts was, how was Krista ever going to work again if she was scarred? So much of her body was her career. Then she thought that it was an absolutely noble way to think of things, she wasn't vane or shallow she was realizing how precious life was and that looking like a plastic toy wasn't as important as being in love and living each day like it was your last. Olivia nodded at her and looked to Elliot, a moment later the basement door opened and the three of them looked up…it was Liz and James.
