Beverly Hills Hospital, Los Angeles, California.
The second Fitz saw the track marks and tattoos on her arm and no engagement ring on her finger, he pulled out his cell phone and checked Olivia's tracker. It was offline. How was it offline? How did they even know she had one?
He turned to whoever was laying in front of him, who looked exactly like Olivia but wasn't. It was a cruel joke, to have someone who look exactly like the love of his life in front of him, to see her reflection, but to not know where she was.
"Who are you?"
She cleared her throat softly before she spoke.
"Erin Pope." Every time she swallowed, it hurt her throat.
Fitz turned to the doctor.
"How is it, that you performed surgery and transfused blood on her without knowing she wasn't Olivia Pope?"
"When we took identification off of her, she had ID as Olivia Pope. Given that based on their pictures, I would assume they are identical twins, they have the same blood type, there was no way for us to know."
"Somewhere in between her getting attacked and being brought here, she was taken, and if I had to guess, I'd say she was taken here, you need to go to hospital security and the police outside and let them know a patient is fucking missing." Fitz took slow deep breaths to keep calm. "You need to do that right now."
The doctor nodded and walked out quickly to notify to police.
Fitz turned to Sonia who'd been in silent shock for the past few moments. Lily fumbled with her pacifier with precious ignorance, she had no clue what was going on. He had questions for Sonia but after he he was finished with 'Erin', who he was now facing.
"What do you know?" Fitz asked.
"I don't know anything, I told you, I was attacked in-in…" she cleared her throat, "in the alley behind my halfway house."
He paced to the other side of the suite.
"Sonia, I'll take Lily, step outside for a moment, do not leave."
Sonia brought Lily over to him and then left the room.
Fitz walked over to her slowly, he reminded himself that she was Olivia's sister and took a deep breath to calm himself.
"You're lying," he said calmly then he opened her cellphone and showed her the picture he'd taken of Olivia and Lily on christmas morning. It was his wallpaper.
"That's our daughter, that's Olivia, she's gone and I don't know where she is and I've already lost a day, sitting here, thinking you were her. I don't have the time or the patience for lies and the last thing you want to do is to stand in my way while my Olivia is missing."
Erin stared at the picture, at the woman who looked exactly like her. Tears slowly built in her eyes and trickled down.
"That's Olivia?" she asked softly.
"Yes, that's Olivia and she's missing, so I need to know what you know."
She wiped her eyes.
"A month ago, I was walking down the street after I left work. I live in a shelter and I work at the rec center, since I left prison. It was dark one evening when I was leaving work and as I was walking, this car pulled up beside me and some men ran out and grabbed me and threw me in. They took me to some guy, a russian guy, I think I was in another country because I was on a plane for hours but I don't know what country. When he saw me, I remember him saying, 'it will work," and then he left and they took me back here. They kept me in a room for a couple weeks, they wouldn't let me leave, and then a few days ago, they sent in this lady to clean me up...I guess… she put hair extensions in, gave me new clothes, I thought they were gonna sell me into some trafficking ring or something but instead, a couple days later, a guy came in and beat me up, I remember being in a car after...and then I woke up here."
"How is it that you don't know you had a twin? How is it that I couldn't find you, when I looked into it."
"I grew up in New York with my dad, I still lived there until they took me, I never met my mom, he told me she died giving birth to me and he never told me about a sister, he told me I was an only child, I didn't know. I've pretty much been homeless since I ran away when I was 16."
Erin reached out her hand to touch Lily and Lily reached out to her but Fitz pulled away.
"Why did you lie?"
She was quiet for a moment.
"I thought that maybe….I don't know…this had something with my dad. I didn't know what was happening and I just wanted to protect myself." she looked up at him, "can I see another picture of her...of Olivia? I hope she's okay….I can't believe I...I.. have a twin sister-"
"Your dad? Eli?" Fitz asked, ignoring her request, meanwhile he tried piecing everything together in his mind.
"You know him-"
"-I killed him."
Fitz stepped back and walked across the room and took Lily's diaper bag and walked out, leaving Erin speechless. He couldn't look at her anymore, not until he had his Olivia back.
Once he stepped out of the room, he stopped in front of Sonia.
"Did you see when they put Olivia in the ambulance?"
"Yes, I'm sure, I went in with her, I know it was her because I was holding her hand and she had her ring on. Does that woman have Olivia's ring?"
"No, she doesn't." he replied.
"And when you got out of the ambulance, what happened?"
"They took her to the back emergency entrance, we went through the other side to the triage center."
"Where did the guards go? With her or with you?"
"The emt workers wouldn't let them, they said we had to go through the triage entrance and then once we were inside, Stuart and two others went to find her, two of them stayed with me and Lily."
It was the paramedics, Fitz thought, it had to have been. They took her through the back entrance just to take her away.
He nodded as he began to piece together what happened. How did Igor find Erin when they couldn't, not that they were looking.
He wondered if Olivia knew.
Fitz turned around and looked up and down the hall. He saw the doctor and police running around so he knew they now knew Olivia was gone. He looked at the guards, he still had Olivia's old guards as well as new guards, the old ones were as good as dead, he'd had them work all through the night and he was going let to them stand there until they passed out. Stuart wasn't going to live to see next week, Fitz was sure of that but all of that had to wait until he had Olivia back in his arms. He could already smell her hair and her skin, she always had the sexiest rose scented perfume lingering on her skin, a smell he would never forget.
He was already out of time, because Igor had her. The only solace he had, the only thing that gave him hope was the fact that he had Igor's family as well.
Nenets Autonomous Okrug, Russia.
Olivia opened her eyes wide and tried to move her head but couldn't. She blinked slowly until her vision became clear enough to see.
All she could feel was pain but she couldn't move. Pain in her stomach, her ribs, her chest and her face but she couldn't move anything, not even her fingers, just her eyes. She scanned her surrounding with her eyes, unable to move her face or neck. She was in a room, she could tell, but not a hospital room, a bedroom.
She remembered being attacked in the bathroom. She remembered fighting as hard as she could and then fading. She remembered being so afraid for Lily and what would happen to her after he was done with her. She remember laying on the ground, unable to move, fading in and out of consciousness but somehow hearing gunshots. She remembered hearing the ambulance when she was conscious and then fading again. She remembered hearing Lily screaming, in pain or terror, her poor baby, her eyes filled with tears at the thought of Lily hurt.
She looked down with only her eyes, she was tucked into white sheets. While her hands laid on top of the sheets. She saw a drip of fluids strapped to her veins and then she looked across the room and saw Igor standing against the wall, staring at her.
His face was deformed….one ear was missing, so was one eye, half of his other ear was cut off, he had a knife wound that ran across his face, slicing across his nose. His scar seemed new, only a few months old.
"You're finally up, you've been in and out of sleep for days," he said in his thick russian accent she could never forget.
She still tried to speak, but her mouth wouldn't move, to ask where her daughter was but no sound came out. Her voice was gone, she felt the words on the tip of her tongue but couldn't form them.
"You can't talk, which is good because once you open your mouth, only lies come out."
She tried again but still no sound
"Your daughter's dead. She got shot at cafe, died in hospital.."
Time stopped. 'He's lying', she thought to herself, 'he's lying, he's lying, he's lying. Don't listen. He's lying.' She closed her eyes, which was hard to do because the muscles on her face were so stiff, and felt stinging tears. 'He's lying. Please be lying,' she said to herself again.
Based on her non reaction, Igor surmised that Olivia didn't believe him, which he'd expected.
He leaned up from the wall and limped over to her by the bed, supported by his cane.
"She's dead," he screamed as he stood beside her on the bed and looked down at her. "I killed your baby, you don't believe me, I'll bring her body and show you, right after I kill that animal you call a man and then I'll give you both their bodies."
Her eyes stung, she didn't hear anything after he said, 'I'll bring her body and show you,'.
Tears ran from the corners of her eyes, they burned.
Lily was dead, she was still trying not to believe...choosing not to believe it but she heard the gunshots, she heard Lily screaming..her baby….that's she'd labored for almost a day to give birth to...her blue eyes and soft hidden dimples….he was lying. She was choosing not believe it, she couldn't believe it. Her heart would burst from grief.
His face was hard but it was just because his face couldn't move. She stopped crying, he was lying to her just to hurt her, there was no need to cry because he was lying.
Igor stared down at her.
She turned her eyes away from him and heard him chuckle softly.
Olivia swallowed hard down her sore throat. With every breath, she felt a stabbing pain in her rib but all she could think about was Lily.
She looked at her iv drip with several different fluids attached and then looked down at her arm, the needles were tied very tightly to her arm, she couldn't remove them in her condition, and it was then that she wondered what they'd been pumping into her body that made her for all intents and purposes; paralyzed.
Igor saw her looking at the drip.
"You're muscles are paralyzed...temporarily, this chemical does that."
He pointed to another chemical, "this one is potassium chloride, to stop the heart."
When Olivia heard the words, it almost seemed like relief, if Lily was dead, she couldn't live but Lily wasn't dead, she reminded herself, he was lying of course.
"That was what I was going to do to you. I planned it perfectly," he chuckled, "I wanted you to feel everything at once, I wanted to mutilate your face...the way he did mine….I wanted you to feel that pain and not be able to move a muscle to stop it, I wanted to watch your heart stopping in your chest. I wanted to watch you suffocate. I was so close, after months, everything I tried he caught, every bomb, every sniper, every man I send to states didn't make it to his hotel room - and trust me...there were many but I was patient…. I almost gave up….until he did this to my face and then I knew I had to get you," he moved closer to her, "all it took was one guard, out of place, for me to get you, after months and months of trying. He saw every move and countered it, I was sure he wouldn't see this coming," he leaned up, "a twin, I found a twin, it was perfect."
Olivia didn't respond or really register a word he'd said. Lily was all that was on her mind.
He pulled a pocket knife from his pocket and flipped it open.
"I was going to kill you, but not before I shoved this knife so far up your cunt that you tasted the blade and then when I'm done, I'm going to send your body back to him."
He stared at her, angrily, as if he were going to stab her and then he closed the knife and stood up and for the first time, he seemed defeated.
"But he has my family."
"I'd assume he try to take them...eventually...and I thought I was prepared for it, I split them up, gave them armed guards, and still, he took them and 26 of my best men are dead and he has my family, all because of you."
Olivia closed her eyes and breathed a deep, painful sigh of relief. "Fitz," she whispered to herself.
Igor saw the relief in her eyes and it enraged him. He turned towards her and flipped open his knife, Olivia saw the blade….and then there was a knock on the door.
Igor huffed and turned to the door, uttering something in russian and then a man entered with a phone and handed it to Igor and uttered something in russian, that Olivia understood to mean; 'it's him.'
Redwood Forest, California.
It had been two days since Fitz left the hospital, three days since she was attacked and in that time, he'd made some hard decisions. He had to send Lily away with Lucky, he couldn't bring her with him and he couldn't leave her in L.A. so his only option was to send her away with the only person he could say he trust, though he didn't trust Lucky unconditionally, Lucky gave him no reason to doubt his loyalty so far.
He took them himself to his island off the coast of Brazil, a small island, a safe island that he'd made solely for the purpose of protection. He built a safe house on island, safe from bombs and bulletproof, no one could get in, unless he let them in.
It pain him to have to trust anyone with his daughter, even though it was Lucky but he had no choice. He'd played out every scenario and that was his best option.
Now, he was standing in the middle of a shack in the woods staring at Igor's family that had been sitting in the corner, gagged and bound.
"Is my family hurt," Igor said through the phone.
"I don't know, it depends on whether or not Olivia is hurt….and the last time I checked, she was attached in a cafe bathroom so…"
"So that was before I knew you had my family, I haven't touched her since."
"That's not good enough. Where she is? I want to talk to her."
"She can't talk," Igor said.
Fitz closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he felt tears but you couldn't tell by his voice. "That's fine, maybe I'll give your wife the same treatment that I did your face, she's sitting right in front of me, beside your son, he could get it too."
"I still have Olivia, don't forget, she's still in my care."
"And whatever you to do her, I'll do 10 times worse to your mother and your sister and your wife and your son, I have more than enough people to choose from. Give her the phone."
Olivia watched Igor take the phone from his man and walk outside the room and close the door behind him.
Once she heard the snap of the door bolt and then just a few moments later, Igor was back with a phone, he pressed the speaker button.
"She can hear you," Igor said.
"Olivia?" Fitz said.
She didn't respond.
"She can't speak," Igor said.
"Why the fuck not?"
Igor took the phone off speaker and put it back by his ear.
"She's paralyzed...temporarily. I gave her a drug, I will keep giving her until I get my wife back."
"She's paralyzed temporarily? Do you want your wife to be paralyzed permanently?"
"You keep talking as if she's still not in front of me, I can do whatever I want with her."
"You keep talking as if I don't have you entire family in front of me and a loaded gun in my hand, don't fucking play with me."
Igor walked over to Olivia drip and pulled the needle from the back, stopping the flow of chemicals to her vein.
"I will return you call when she can talk, but I will need to talk to my family first."
"You'll talk to your family when I talk to mine."
"Okay then, we need to meet, I bring her and you bring my family."
"I'm not making any plans until I speak with her, until I know that she's actually alive, I've been uncharacteristically generous in not harming your family until now, I haven't been extended the same courtesy, based on what Olivia says when I talk to her, that will change, so you better feed her, have a doctor look over her and then let me talk to her."
Fitz hung up and took a deep breath.
Olivia watched Igor walk out and moments later he came back with a man.
Fitz wouldn't be negotiating with Igor like that if he'd killed Lily, she knew that with all her heart and so she found peace in that fact.
The man walked over to her and pulled back the sheet she's was tucked into.
"I am doctor," he said in a thick Eastern European accent. He wasn't dressed like a doctor and Olivia knew he wasn't.
Igor walked out and shut the door behind him.
When he pulled it back, Olivia realized that she's been naked.
"We need to change sheets," the man said, "you've urinated yourself."
She would've felt embarrassed if she didn't have so much on her mind, she couldn't feel so there was no way to control her bladder or even know when it happened but if she had to guess it had to be when Igor told her Lily died.
The man inspected her naked body. She still had no feeling all over her body.
"You are very lucky, inside bleeding not bad, it stop, very lucky girl."
After he finished looking her over, he walked out of the room and returned a few minutes later with two other men. She watched in confusion as the doctor gave them a signal and both men walked over to her, one too her by the hands and the other took her by the feet and lifted her in the air.
The pain radiated all over her body as they carried her to the bathroom and dropped her in the tub then turned the faucet on.
Ice cold water filled the tub. She was still unable to move but now that she was naked and sitting slightly upright, she could see all the black and blue bruises up and down her legs.
She sat in the tub, shivering for just a few moment until the water filled the tub and covered her body and then it wasn't so bad, the cold water was actually helping.
The man came back and turned off the faucet and then left again.
She laid in the tub for almost 20 minutes when the doctor walked in, followed by the two men from earlier and once again, they pulled her out, this time, the doctor helped her dress in a large t shirt and her bloodied pair of pants from when she was attacked.
They laid her back in a clean bed with new linens and then the doctor hook her up to another drip but she could tell they changed the fluids because after a few minutes of the drip, she began to feel relief from the pain. The man spoon fed her water and soup to drink, enough to kill the hunger that had died in her after three days of not eating.
After an hour, she was beginning to be able to move, first just her lips, face and then neck and as the hours passed she could move her legs and arms, by the end, when she tried to say Lily's name, she could hear herself.
"Lily," she whispered, "Lily, Lily, Lily, I can't wait to see you." She was beginning to cry again when Igor walked in, with a phone once again.
He handed her it to her and this time, she could actually reach and take it from him.
She held the phone at her ear and took a deep breath.
"Livie?"
The second she heard his soft, baritone voice she began bawling uncontrollably. So much so that Igor grabbed the phone and covered the mic.
"That mad man has my family," he mouthed angrily. "Stop crying now! Shut up!"
She tried her best to hold back the tears and then Igor gave her back the phone.
"Olivia," Fitz said softly.
She drew in a deep breath and began crying again.
"Liv," he said calmly, "when you cry like this, it makes me feel that things are worse than I think they are and it's gonna cause me to do something crazy and I don't want to do that so please stop crying."
She sniffled and wiped her eyes.
"I-is L-LIly o-o-okay?"
"Lily's safe. How are you, have you been fed? Have you seen a doctor?"
"Y-yes."
"How's the pain?"
"N-not s-so bad."
The was a pause over the line.
"Livie, baby, I'm gonna get you outta there okay."
She nodded, still crying.
"Okay baby?"
She nodded and wiped her eyes, "Okay."
Igor stretched for the phone and Olivia handed it to him.
"Now that you've spoken to her, I want to speak to my family."
Igor turned and walked out, leaving Olivia alone in the room.
She felt better, she'd gotten all the grief out of her system and hearing Fitz voice and knowing her daughter was safe, worked better than any medicine they could give her.
After making plans with Igor to meet in a day to exchange their hostages, Fitz began making plans of his own, plans that didn't include giving Igor's family back to him, he couldn't let him have it that easy, he couldn't take Olivia and then a simple exchange would fix everything.
He tried not to think about the sound of Olivia crying hysterically, it would drive him crazy.
His cell rang, break his train of thought.
"Did you get it?" He answered.
"Yes! She's in Nenets Autonomous Okrug, Russia, in the hills, I'm not sure who's house he's staying at but that's where he is and that's where she is. Finally got her tracking beacon back on, once we narrowed the location from the call….it's steady and should be send coordinate to you phone."
Fitz moved his phone from his ear and checked the tracking beacons app, he was getting the same coordinates.
"I got it."
Fitz hung up.
"Keep them here, make sure your giving them water and food three times a day."
He said to the five men that were there, they nodded but didn't respond.
Fitz left with the three other mercenaries he'd gathered, he had 7 more waiting on call and now that he knew where Olivia was, that's exactly where he planned on going.
Nenets Autonomous Okrug, Russia.
It was the next evening. The pain killers had put Olivia to sleep and it was only when the door flew open and Igor and four other men stormed in that she jumped out of bed.
Igor grabbed her and leaned her over and tore her shirt from her neck. One of the men took a scanner and ran it across her back.
Her ribs were on fire.
"It's on, it's picking up a signal," the man said.
"FUCK!" Igor screamed, "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" He was out of breath as he screamed. "He's coming for her!"
Igor grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off the bed. Olivia screamed as he grabbed her throat. "If that mad man comes anywhere me, kill her," Igor said angrily with obvious fear.
"I need more men." Igor barked.
"How many?" one man asked.
"As much as you can get me."
The man ran out. Igor looked down at Olivia, "you're coming with me." He yanked her by the hair and pulled her from the room and brought her down the the basement of the compound.
He waited and waited, trying his best to prepare for Fitz while they tried to turn off her tracker once again. If he could turn off the tracker then he take her and run but it made no sense running until it was off and this time around, they couldn't turned it off and after almost half hour of trying, he became desperate.
Olivia sat on the ground in the basement. It seemed more like an underground parking lot without cars and it was freezing cold but luckily she'd found herself by the heater in the wall.
Se had been alone, with three guards for almost a an hour when Igor came wobbling back with his cane, this time, he also had a knife.
When Olivia saw the knife, she back herself against the wall.
"Hold her down, on her belly."
Immediately, the men grabbed Olivia and held down down against the cold floor, on her belly, kneeling in her back with her face pressed against the ground.
Igor kneeled down and took the tip of the knife and dug into her back, searching with the tip for her tracking chip in the portion of her neck where he knew it would be.
Olivia screamed at the top of her lungs as he searched through her flesh with the tip of his knife, not at all gently. It seemed to go on forever until she felt him pluck something from her back, it felt as if he was tearing her flesh out and then when he was done, he stood with a small chip in his bloodied hands.
She felt warm blood running down her neck and back and when the men got off her, she didn't move from where she laid on the ground.
"Get car ready now," Igor said to two other men who Olivia hadn't noticed were standing behind him, "we go now."
Before they could move, another armed man ran in.
"It's too late."
"Here? Now? How he clear Russian air space?"
The man shook his head, unsure of the answer.
Igor looked back to Olivia who was still laying on the ground. He stood for the briefest of seconds, he wanted to avoid a stand down with Fitz at all costs, he still had post traumatic stress disorder from the last time Fitz attacked him and cut his ears off and stabbed him in the eye and broke his leg. He was afraid.
"Leave her," Igor said.
"What?" One man said, "what about your family?"
"I'll get them back other way, not now, now, we leave."
"So kill her," the man suggested.
"If I kill her I don't get my family back."
"You will never get you family back if you give her back, let's take her."
"Fuck!" Igor screamed, "let me think for one second."
He stood for a few seconds.
"No, leave her, let's go, if we take her, he follow us."
Igor limped towards the door as fast as he could only to see Fitz, standing in full black in the doorway.
Without hesitation, Fitz grabbed Igor and spun him around, putting him in a one arm choke hold and then fire off 5 of the quickest rounds, aiming for the head, with his other hand.
The guards fell but he missed one guard, who he hadn't seen standing in the shadow. As the man reached for his gun, Fitz shot him.
Olivia slowly sat up from the ground, holding her rib cage, that was when she saw Fitz.
He saw her too and pulled his knife from his holster and pressed it roughly against Igor's throat.
"No, no-" Igor screamed before he felt the sharp edge of a blade slicing into his throat.
Fitz cut deep through his throat to the bone. Blood sprayed from his neck like a broken fire hydrant and then he dropped him to the floor and quickly ran over to Olivia.
"Livie," he called as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her wholeheartedly, forgetting for a moment that she might have been in pain.
Once he remembered, he broke the kiss and hugged her and then took off the extra bulletproof vest he'd worn and along with his jacket and slipped both over her shoulders. It was too cold outside for her to go out in just a t shirt.
"I'm so sorry baby, I'm gonna get you out of here, just hold on tight."
He noticed the fresh blood, "why are you bleeding?"
"H-He took the the tracker out."
"Fuck." He cursed as he scooped her up honeymoon style.
"Ooww," she whimpered.
"I know, I'm sorry," Fitz said again as he quickly carried her through the complex. Olivia held unto his neck as tight as she could.
As he carried her, she could hear a barrage of bullets all around her, some close and some far away. Fitz spoke in his earpiece, yelling out instructions and calling for backup but it all sounded like far away chatter to her. She was too dazed.
Bullet sounds became more frequent and sounded closer, but she had no energy to ask what was going on.
She could tell they'd moved far from the compound when she looked up and saw tree leaves overhead. She felt like they were going on some sort of mountain. Fitz was moving quick, running maybe, she couldn't tell.
She heard boots following her, she wasn't sure if they were friend or foe and then she heard bullets again, this time, it was so close she heard it whistling through the trees.
"Fitz?" She whispered, "W-what's happening?"
He stopped but didn't answer her question.
"Take her, there's too many of them," Fitz said to the guard standing because him.
After a second, she felt different hands holding her.
"Fitz," she called out.
"Livie I have to hold them off, it's too many, they'll catch up."
"What? No-"
Fitz looked to the guards and then in the dark of night, Fitz caught movement in his peripheral and without thinking he jumped in front of Olivia and then he heard the shot and felt hot metal in his arm. The man didn't seem to be aiming for Olivia, but if he didn't get in front of her, she wouldn't been shot.
"Go now, leave, leave now!" Fitz yelled.
The guard ran with her as quickly as he could, with Olivia struggling to get free from his arms.
"No...FITZ…..what's happening….where is Fitz? What's going on?...LET ME GO!"
"Shhh," the guard whispered. "We can't be heard."
"No, you can't leave him."
After running for a few more minutes, they reached the top of the hill and there was a small aircraft waiting, even though that craft seemed small, when they man opened the side door and sat her inside, it seemed big enough for about 15 people.
The man strapped her in the seat.
"Wait...no….he have to wait for Fitz," she said anxiously.
"No, he said if this happens that we should take you and go."
"I'm not leaving until he gets here."
"I don't take orders from you."
"I'm not leaving him," she said adding more depth to voice and finding strength out of thin air, "I'm
Not leaving. You will wait."
She heard the ruffling of leaves and saw a man running from the direction of the forest. It wasn't Fitz, she could tell by his silhouette.
"Let's go now," he said as he reached the plane.
"No, we're not leaving Fitz."
"They have him, he's not coming, let's go."
He hopped in the plane as the other guard ran to the cockpit.
"He's coming, he'll be fine….just wait."
"There are 20 if them and 1 of him, he's not coming!"
He shut the door, though Olivia had grabbed his hands and pulled him to stop him, too weak to make a difference, he ignored her and locked the latch while the other guard readied the plane for lift off.
"No….please don't leave him," she begged.
"He said if anything happened to take you and go, that's what we're doing."
The aircraft hovered in the air.
A few thoughts crashed around her brain all at once, the foremost thought was the fact that Fitz was wearing a vest so if they shot him, it was either his head or his legs or arms, she prayed it was his arm. She couldn't leave him because he wouldn't leave her then she thought about Lily, she didn't want to leave her daughter an orphan, so young that she wouldn't remember either of her parents. That's what would happen if she went for him by herself. She needed reinforcements and there was only one place she could think of finding it.
A/N - I'm so sorry it took so long. I hope there aren't too many typos from the speed writing and editing. As always let them know your thoughts!