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Her head throbbed, no, her head was pounding. She could feel her pulse in her head, each beat making her temple throb even harder. She opened her eyes, but when bright lights made contact with her eyes, she quickly shut them, immediately regretting her decision to open them in the first place.

She took a deep breath, and rolled her head to the side, letting out a small groan when she felt the pain. She opened her eyes once more, blinking, once, twice, three times, until her eyes adjusted to the light.

She was inside a room, barley bigger than an average bedroom. There was a table a few feet in front of her, accompanied by two chairs. She tried to lift her head, but the pain and pressure returned, forcing her to lay back down.

She tried to remember what had happened. The last thing she remembered was getting a note from Elliot, telling her to meet him at a nearby hotel. She got there and called for him, but after that, nothing. She tried to move her legs, but when she was unable to, her eyes widened in fear. She looked down, noticing her legs were tied down to the bedposts. She tugged at her arms, but when they didn't budge she began to panic.

"Well, look who's awake."

Olivia looked to her right, her eyes widening when she saw Gordon standing near the bed, smirking down at her. "What are you doing?" Olivia asked, trying to speak in her Russian accent, but failing.

Gordon looked at her and shook his head. "Did you honestly think I can't see past that fake accent," he said, his face mere inches from hers. Gordon looked at Olivia once more, before leaning over the bed, looking into her eyes. "Who's Elliot," he asked, staring her down, trying to break her.

Olivia looked at Gordon. She needed to get away from him, find Elliot, but first she needed to get free from the ropes they kept her tied to the bed. "I don't know what you're talking about," she replied, not bothering to answer in an accent.

Gordon's eyes narrowed, as his smirk turned into an angry frown. "Wrong answer," he said, backhanding her across the face. He grabbed her face, squeezing her jaw tightly, forcing her to look up at him. "Now, tell me who the fuck is Elliot."

Olivia looked up and glared at Gordon, but kept silent. She knew she couldn't give him up, he was her partner. She was supposed to have his back, and if she knew him as well as she thought she did, he would be here any minute to help get her out of his mess. "Fuck you," Olivia said, spitting in Gordon's face.

Gordon stepped back and wiped his face before furrowing his eyebrows. "You bitch!" he exclaimed, slapping Olivia across the face once more. "Fine, let's do this the hard way." He quickly climbed on top of Olivia and ripped open her shirt, laughing as the buttons flew in different directions.

Olivia struggled, squirming and screaming. After everything she had een through, she wasn't about to be violated now. "Get off me! Help! Help!" she screamed, arching her back, trying to get Gordon off her.

"Shut up," Gordon yelled, slapping her once more across the face, before he covered her mouth with her hand. He unbuttoned her pants, before kneeling on the bed, unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down, along with his boxers. "Let's teach you a lesson," he said, digging his hand into Olivia's pants and cupping her.

Olivia began to cry. Being tied to the bed underneath Gordon was the last place she wanted to be. Where was Elliot? God, she would even prefer Parker now, at least he wouldn't be mere moments from raping her.

Her unspoken prayers were answered when the door opened and Parker walked in. "Gordon, what the fuck are you doing?" he asked, walking further into the room.

Gordon quickly got off the bed, pulled up his pants and zipped them up, before facing the door. Olivia watched as Parker moved aside, letting in Tony and Drew, who were dragging Elliot in. Olivia's eyes widened when she noticed her partner being dragged into the room. His mouth was covered by a piece of duck tape, and his hands were tied behind his back. They were screwed.

"Kent?" Gordon asked, looking up at Elliot, before turning back to Olivia. "You've been fucking Kent? So, what, your real name is Elliot huh?"

Parker walked up to Gordon, glared at the man, before walking up to Olivia. "Tell me who the two of you are working for."

Olivia glared at the two men, fighting the urge to spit in his face as well. She looked at Elliot, hoping he would tell her what to do. It wasn't only about her anymore, it was his life in danger too, and that wasn't something she could risk. She opened her mouth to speak, when Elliot began to move in his chair.

He stood up, only to be pushed back in his seat by the Cambell brothers. Parker glared back at Elliot, before looking at Drew and nodding. Before another word could be spoken, Drew delivered a punch to Elliot's face, causing Olivia to close her eyes at the sound that filled the room. Before Elliot could bounce back from the first punch, Drew punched him in the stomach, making Elliot close his eyes in pain, and let out a muffled groan. "Stop! You're hurting him!" Olivia screamed, straining against the rope that kept her to the bed.

Parker looked at Olivia and flashed a smile. "That's the point my dear. Now, tell me who you really are."

When Olivia didn't say anything, Parker looked back at Gordon and smirked. He walked over to where Elliot sat, glared down at him, and flared his nostrils, before ripping the tape off his mouth. Elliot let out a small yell, glaring at the man in front of him. "You son of a bitch! Leave her the fuck alone!"

"Ah, looks like we've found his weakness," Parker said, walking back to the bed and gripping Olivia's face. "Now, tell me who you're working for," he demanded, squeezing her face hard.

Olivia's eyes began to water once more. She knew that giving herself up during an undercover operation was unheard of, but this was a matter of life and death. "We work for-"

"Don't tell them anything Olivia!"

Everyone looked at Elliot who only spat out the blood that was collecting in his mouth. "Olivia?" Parker asked, turning to face her once more. "Such a beautiful name for such a beautiful woman." He gently caressed her face, noticing how she cringed. "Now, tell me who you work for, or Elliot here gets more than a beating."

"Go to hell," Olivia said, moving her face away from Parker's hand.

Parker looked at Drew, slightly disappointed, and gave him a small nod. Drew reached into his back pocket and pulled out a pocket knife. He smirked as he ran the blade near Elliot's face, applying pressure until the thick red coloration on the knife signalled that blood was being drawn. Elliot's breath hitched, his nostrils flared and his hands clenched into fists. He tugged at the ropes that kept his hands bound, but it was no use.

Drew looked at Elliot before taking the knife and slashing at his chest. Elliot let out a yell, not expecting the assault. Drew slashed down his arm, before slashing at his chest once more.

Olivia, unable to watch Elliot continually get hurt, turned to Parker. "Stop! Please!"

Parker put his hand up, making Drew stop his slashing, before he turned back to look at Olivia. "You had your chance sweetheart. Now," he said, walking up to Elliot and opening his jacket, "tell me who you two are."

Elliot looked up at Parker and let out a harsh breath. "What makes you think we're not who we are? Olivia is just a name I call her in bed, a quick fuck. Why the hell do you think-"

"Because Elliot, I have proof." With that, Parker threw a few pictures on the ground in front of Elliot. Some of them were of the two of them kissing in the hallway of a hotel, some were of them holding hands, others were more scandalous. Elliot looked at the pictures, feeling violated, especially when he noticed the pictures that had been taken as he and Olivia were making love. Before Elliot could speak, Olivia's voice filled the room, only it sounded as if it was coming from a phone.

Elliot looked up and noticed Parker holding a tape player. Bastards had even listened in on their conversations. "Where are we meeting?" Olivia whispered, her voice trying to stay calm.

There was a pause before Elliot's voice was heard. "Same place. Liv, I love you."

"I love you too Elliot."

Parker put down the tape player and walked over to Elliot. "Now, one more time." He pulled a gun from his jacket, and pressed the barrel to Elliot's temple. "Tell me who you're working for."

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