Jo: Lol, I hope you like this chapter then ^^.

dancindonna: Aw thank you so much :D

Oddball: LOL I hadn't even realize Kevin had pulled a Johnny, kudos for noticing that. Well I am not going to say it will be easy for Steve and Olivia to work through that, but anyway more on that will come up in the next chapter :). My favourite songs for Olli and Steve was Mother We Just Can't Get Enough by the New Radicals and SHine by Years and Years (I do not know if I mentioned those song but you should check them outfit you like :)) I had also listened to a lot of Bryan Adams for inspiration . :D.

supesfan18: Well then I hope this chapter satisfies that curiosity.

OMG YOU GUYS. This is slowly reaching the end. I think I have two more chapters to go? EEEEP.

Please Review This is coming to an end after all.

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"Your friend is a liability."

Olivia was quick to situate herself in front of Aaron, in his defense.

"Don't you dare hurt him." She hissed Jessica's perfectly shaped brows rose in wonder.

"I am sorry dear, but he has seen too much. You weren't supposed to find him alive." She smiled, with a slight tilt to her head. Olivia was both horrified and enraged by the playful manner = of her death threat.

Jessica made a quick, ordering motion with her black, leather, gloved hand, to the goons behind her. The two hulking masses of muscle took a step in their direction. Olivia was immediately alarmed.

"No please, there must be something else that could be useful to you." She pleaded, eyeing the approaching guards while inching in front of Aaron. She looked to Jessica with wide, begging eyes.

"Just tell me what I need to do." She whispered.

"I think you've done enough Olli, but it is admirable that you are so willing to protect him. Though I do like watching you beg." Jessica murmured, watching her with the same gleaming emerald eyes.

A new form emerged into the room, cutting into the aura of tension within the space. The person wore a mask. It was a was purely porcelain with feminine features, voluptuous lips and round apple cheeks with a very pristine nose. The sockets around the eyes were hollowed out and pair of jaded blue eyes watched them from behind the mask.

Olivia looked to the new presence and the person immediately averted their attention and marched purposefully toward Jessica. Olivia assumed (from the type of mask) that it was a woman behind the disguise, but it was hard to tell completely. They wore a long, bellowing, dark velvet cape with a hood that rested limply over the crow of their head.

She hid half her body behind Jessica and leaned into whisper something into her ear. Jessica's immediate response was to be infuriated.

"What? You have got to be joking. She is willing to take that risk?" She demanded harshly. The masked woman nodded calmly. Jessica cursed inaudibly under her breath.

Olivia and Aaron exchanged nervous glances but remained silent and rattled.

Jessica sighed after a moment, calmer than before but her gaze remained annoyed as she glanced at Aaron.

"Lucky for you my love values life, control is always the better option instead of endless slaughter, I do admire that about her." She announced proudly. "Fine, I shall let you live for now. Love does have one last use of you and threatening to kill him will make fine motivation."

"Don't you touch her." It was Aaron's turn to be defensive as he practically growled at Jessica.

The woman cackled loudly, her head thrown back in utter hilarity. Olivia was startled by her chiming laughter, it was most uncharacteristic of the Jessica she knew, or at least she thought she knew.

"You made me laugh." She gasped out while wiping an imaginary tear from the corner of her eye. "I needed that."

She fixated her cunning gaze onto Olivia and began to approach. Aaron was instantly in battle mode and stepped forward to shove the woman away. Jessica deflected the attack but her hand hadn't moved an inch.

However, a sinuous vine like limb grew out from over her shoulder. It curved and twisted out, shifting from bisque to the colour of red wood. It shot out and wrapped it's thick, rope like body around Aaron's neck and lifted him a few feet off the ground.

Aaron rose up, choking and gasping for air while struggling to free himself of the tentacle. Olivia's scream was stuck in the base of her throat, her eyes were wide and horrified by the sight and she struggled to find her voice.

"W-what t-the hell are you?" She stammered out, terrified to a hair-raising intensity.

"A mutant dear, never run into one?" Jessica bit back hotly, her eyes a glimmer.

"Well I like to know that I am your first time at something."She mused with vague interest.

Aaron's face was turning an alarming shade of purple as his powerful legs the kicked at the air began to dull in spirit.

"Please stop, I'll come just please stop." Olivia sobbed, tugging at the pant sleeve of Aaron's jeans in a desperate attempt to bring him back to the ground. Tears starred her eyes as Jessica continued to hold the man out, threatening to end his life.

"Fine. " She sighed exasperated, and heedlessly released the man. Aaron fell to the floor and began to cough roughly while palming the breadth of his neck. Olivia immediately went to assist him and dropped to her knees but she could only watch helplessly as Aaron bent over his thighs and continued to gasp for air.

"Only because hearing you beg is so delicious." She cooed down at Olivia. The web designer stifled a livid retort and focused on helping Aaron. The man was breathing harshly, his chest heaving with each ragged pant.

"Here."

Jessica abruptly thrust a sleek, silver, laptop in Olivia's line of sight. She eyed it with a guarded look of uncertainty.

"We need you to jump back into your former hobby. Everything is all set you just need to break down the heinous firewalls." Jessica instructed.

Olivia bit back the urge to refuse but she knew if she did there would be consequences. She didn't want to watch anyone die because of her. She was still recovering from the guilt of knowing Skeeter had tried to take the fall for her mistake. Not to mention shaken the faith Steve had in her. She didn't want to think about all the confused, annoyed thoughts he must be having about her.

She glared up at Jessica who continued to smile pleasantly. Her expendable limbs had doubled, four of them were whipping at the air from behind her as if exuberant to be freed from some confinement. Olivia was thoroughly disgusted by the sight of them, but she was always a little captivated by the constant shift from red to beige hues.

Olivia was forced to stand along with Aaron by the rough handling of the large men. They pointed them to a table and ordered them to sit. They did, reluctantly. Jessica placed the laptop before Olivia on the table and opened the device

The screen flickered on to a charcoal, black window, ready to be commanded. The software was already connected to a remote access point and all Olivia had to do was break into the system they wanted.

"The last time I did something like this for your love, ended up biting me in the ass and now I am pretty sure my boyfriend thinks I can't be trusted." Olivia grumbled, hesitantly hovering her fingertips over the keys. Her hands were still trembling from the fear and she rolled her fingers inwards into fists to try and suppress the shivers.

"Aw I am sure he doesn't think that of you." Jessica breathed inches from the side of Olivia's face. She shuddered inwardly at the unwelcome sensation of having her personal space invaded.

"You did do it out of love. Something I find extremely attractive about you." She murmured flirtatiously.

Olivia rolled her eyes and began to type away at the keys, her eyes narrowed on the screen. The bright coding light reflected across her the surface of her glasses.

"I am truly sorry about Norah."

Olivia stilled for a moment, her shoulders stiffening instinctively. She almost believed the pained sympathy in her voice to be genuine.

"This person's system is very complex and I am really rusty." The web designer noted at an attempt to ignore Jessica's words altogether.

"Oh don't worry we have time, not like anyone is looking for you." She mused casting a glance over at Aaron who had been oddly quiet. She looked back to Olivia and then grinned down at her.

"Don't try to send your boyfriend a distress signal, I will be very annoyed." She tutted lovingly and then tapped her lightly on the tip of her nose. Olivia scowled and reminded herself to slap the woman's hand away the next time she attempted to touch her.

"Mistress B." A deep masculine voice called from behind the laptop screen.

"What? Can't you see I am flirting?" She barked irately, rattling Olivia.

"You are needed downstairs." The man responded calmly.

"Fine." She grumbled rising from her seat beside Olivia. She strode towards the door, the wedges of her high heels thumping hard against the tiles at each graceful step. The moment she was out of sight Olivia released a breath she had been holding in, her whole body sagged in relief for a brief few seconds.

The woman made her uncomfortable. Not just for her villainous intent but her whole demeanor. She was nothing like the sweet, innocent, mostly shy, Jessica she knew and grew restful around. This woman was something else, unstable and highly dangerous.

"Keep an eye on them." She ordered, brushing past the security.

Olivia blinked against the harsh glare of the screen and then reduced the glow intensity. She continued to type furiously at the keyboard, determined to crack into the system, but then a moment of dreadful realization dawned on to her. What would happen if she succeeded? Would Jessica and her so call Love decide that Olivia and Aaron are useless and have them executed?

"Is Steve really not looking for us?" Aaron croaked in question. Olivia was startled out of her thoughts and glanced at the male. She made sure to be surreptitious about the act to avoid looking like they were plotting.

"Well they must have noticed I am gone, I was in SHIELD for crying out loud." She grumbled, her fingers moving frantically across the keyboard. Her whole body was tense from the internal panic that began to build.

"Calm down Olli" He whispered sensing her distress. The order further fueled her annoyance.

"Don't tell me to calm down Aaron, you know that never works." She snapped.

"How long have you known about her crazy." She demanded.

"I've been her prisoner for about six months, give or take." He responded, frowning despondently. Olivia immediately felt guilty for snapping, her face was etched in remorse.

"The time when you kept trying to get in contact with me." She realized and her shame was doubled, was he trying to get help from her all those times?

"Yeah." He mused, smiling wanly. "That started off for personal reasons but I think that's what caused her to show her...true colours."

"What do you mean?" She inquired, eyeing the guards and making sure they weren't suspicious. The two men were conversing with each in a thick accent she did not understand. Olivia was distracted by a soft tap to her wrist. She looked and met Aaron's ochre gaze, they were glimmering nervously like a pair of ruby stones.

"I wanted you back and Jessica-whoever she is. Started to notice my aloofness." He stated with hope shining in his eyes.

Olivia's body was flooded with a wave of awkwardness. As much as she cared for Aaron's well being, she knew she no longer harboured the same feelings he did, they had ended long ago. But she didn't want to deal with rejecting him in that moment, especially when survival was the main concern.

She turned her attention back to her work, her heart pounding from the discomfiture.

"When and how did you meet her?" She questioned firmly.

"At a bar, it was around August. She played that whole witty, hard to get chick really well, it helped that she was really hot."

"That's around the time I met Steve." Olivia mused in awe. "Was she with you so she could meet him? That's a really far-fetched plan. Why did she choose you?"

"Hey!" Aaron objected, insulted and a little hurt.

"I don't mean it like that, it's just...don't you think it's a little too odd?" She whispered. "I mean she could have gone about it in another way, approached me as a client or moved next door. Why did she start dating you?"

"I don't know, but Steve was not her priority when we were together." Aaron pointed out with a slight irate clip in his tone.

Olivia was intrigued. "What do you mean?"

She was looking forward to be eased by the idea of her boyfriend not being the main target of a psychopath.

"All she did was talk about you and after just now I am pretty sure she has a thing for you and then she would stare out the window for hours." He told her. Olivia shuddered from the sudden spine tingling unease that brushed under her skin.

"A psychopath has a crush on me, you really know how to make me blush Aaron." She grumbled turning away, her mind reeling with thoughts.

"I did, kinda hoping I still can." He flirted, grinning charmingly.

Olivia stilled and slanted him a look of complete disbelief. He continued to smile, his eyes glimmering artfully.

"Are you hitting on me? Here? When we could possibly be killed." She demanded.

"Can't think of a better time." He whispered, his gaze dropping to her mouth.

Olivia ignored the yearning look and decided to ask the question that haunted her mind.

"Why are you so calm?" She eyed him speculatively.

"Bread crumbs, sweetheart." He breathed, shooting a glance at the guards and then looking to her.

"Bread crumbs." He repeated.

Steve was desperately trying to keep his cool, but it was damn near impossible when the anxiety of his missing girlfriend kept him on edge. Natasha and Kevin worked frantically to find some form of lead but it was as if the woman disappeared into thin air. He paced a short length of the corridor.

Dear God, please be okay.

"We need to find out who this woman is, someone must have seen her face she can't just walk in unnoticed." Steve exclaimed looking turning to face the agents, looking at no one in particular.

"She went out that way, I am sure we are not dealing with a ordinary person here." Kevin noted.

"Then let's go through the database, we must be able to find someone to match what we see." Steve instructed. They nodded and headed to the elevators, determined to reach the archive floor. Natasha was about to follow them when Fury's voice called her on her earpiece.

"Romanoff, we have a lead."

"That's great, from whom?" Natasha asked.

"Agent 13." Fury murmured. "We have a sketch of the possible suspect, sent it to your compact. Spin a fic when you report to the Captain."

"Right." Natasha nodded to herself. Her tablet chimed in a new notification. She quickly opened up a new window and hurried to catch up to the restless Captain.

"Jessica?" Steve marveled, staring down at the sketch on the screen. They had all retreated to the a briefing room. One by one agents came flooding in, wondering if they could provide any assistance for the Captain's task. Steve was too overwhelmed by information to notice how many people had gathered in the of the SHIELD personnel had gathered in the meeting room, ready to put their minds to work and figure out where the hostages and their captors were located. Men and women dressed in the usual black suit. The STRIKE team were loitering along the walls, waiting for an order.

"You know her?" Natasha inquired, studying the woman's delicate features. The woman seemed like the epitome of virtue.

"That's Aaron's girlfriend." Steve informed, still reeling from the knowledge.

"Who the hell is Aaron?" Kevin demanded.

"Olivia's ex."

"Is that guy involved in this?" He persisted.

Steve hoped not. He always had a odd feeling about Aaron, but it was never a "kidnapper" vibe but more suspicious because of his prior attempts to get back together with Olivia. Was he lashing out because he failed? was getting back together never his intention? If so why was Jessica involved?

Steve felt hopeless, all the new leads simply aroused more question and they still had no idea where Olivia could be.

"Captain!" Steve looked up to find Quinn rushing in his direction with Olivia's phone clutched in his hand. Steve spotted the flashing screen, it was ringing.

He proceeded to answer the call and his eyes widened when he recognized the caller ID.

"Claire?" He responded to alert her that it was him.

"Steve?" Claire breathed out anxiously, not expecting him to answer, "Am I too late? Are they gone?"

"Do you know what's going on?" He exacted insistently.

"I-I dont know." She stuttered. "But I got this distressed message from Aaron, something about Jessica not being who she is and how Olivia is in danger. Oh my God are they going to be okay?"

"Claire, I need you to be very calm right now." Steve spoke softly, hoping to ease the woman. He heard her take deep ragged breaths in order to sooth her senses. Steve gave her a minute to compose herself before asking another question.

"Can you forward that message to Olli's phone?"

"Y-yes I'll do that right now. I'll have to translate it though." She insisted. "Steve, please find them."

"I will, I swear."

Steve was adamant, he wasn't going to give up on Olivia Throne, even if it killed him.

"Your neighbour, Kate, told Quinn that she heard Jessica talk about some location on the Northeast side."Natasha spoke up.

"Northeast...Aaron mentioned something about overlooking a park here. We can narrow the search down to around Anacostia Park." Kevin read out on Olivia cell phone screen over Steve's shoulder when the man was distracted by Natasha's report.

"My bet is they could be held up in some apartment because there are no abandoned buildings in that area." Odell predicted, Steve found truth in the man's logic.

"Mark all the possible locations and then let's split up till we find the place. We are going in stealth. The hostiles are possible supers and dangerous. Do not engage until civilians are safe." He ordered the group of agents that had gathered around him, which included the STRIKE unit.

"You heard the Captain, everybody suit up." Rumlow shouted and everyone rushed off.

Meanwhile, Olivia felt a mild sense of panic and anticipation knowing Aaron had managed to send out a distress signal. The stench of sawdust and rust that permeated the damp, moldy apartment did not help her nausea. The room as too dark for her liking, the windows behind and on her side were covered with thick wooden planks. The only furniture within the home was the three chairs and the table. Two of which were occupied by Aaron and her.

"What did you do?" She asked glancing at her ex.

"Remember how Clay and I have a secret language?" He murmured, trying to seem aloof.

"That weird gibberish you two talk in, to gossip about your cousins and bitch about your parents?"

"Hey it's not gibberish." He objected with a extensive roll of his eyes. "When Jessica was preoccupied most of the time today, gave me an opening. I'm supposed to keep the cover of having a normal life so she lets me answer emails and stuff, usually watching like a hawk. Not so much today, so I took my chance."

"What if they end up here because of that?" Olivia began to stress about the idea of Claire on a solo mission to find her brother and her best friend, but the scenario was pretty unlikely. Olivia knew Claire to be a rational person even in precarious times, she figured she would approach someone for help.

"Who is Claire going to tell? The authorities?" Olivia inquired, knowing full well this was above the local police.

"No, they are no use, I told her to tell him." From the slight disdain in Aaron's words, Olivia instantly knew who he was referring to.

"Steve?"

"Steve, Steve, Steve that's all I hear from you." They were startled into attention when Jessica appeared, grumbling in exasperation over their topic of discussion.

Olivia froze in fear, praying the woman hadn't heard about their getaway plans. However Jessica strolled over with a carefree air, despite her scowling expression. She plopped herself down on the seat on Olivia's other side, crossed one leg over her knee and then rested her elbow on the edge of the table before looking to the shaken web designer.

"Do you love him or something?" She questioned haughtily. Olivia stared, she couldn't tell if the woman was just joking.

"You obviously haven't been paying that close attention to me if you didn't know I love him." Olivia grumbled focusing her attention on the screen.

"Aw." Jessica cooed lightly pushing the woman, playfully. "I paid very close attention, too close eh Aaron?"

Aaron averted his gaze, dismayed. Olivia gaped, appalled.

"You are sick!" She hissed at Jessica, repulsed by how violated she felt.

"Perverse is the term dear." She insisted, smiling wickedly. "I had to find some way to get my jollies because you've stirred some feelings in me and I am trying to stay faithful to my love."

"I don't think it would be much trouble to be faithful to her after this, considering I want nothing to do with you." Olivia grumbled, shooting her a look of annoyance.

"Oooo playful banter, sexy." Jessica exclaimed, delighted by the exchange. "I see why Steve loves you so much, bet you keep his righteous flag pole up all day."

Her emerald gaze shifted to the sulking Aaron.

"A little sympathetic to why you miss her so much." She mused tauntingly, the man glowered silently at her. Olivia was equally seething and the pressure she applied on the key grew harsher and hasty. Then there was a sudden shift of coding on the screen, alerting Olivia that she was successful in averting another obstacle.

Jessica spotted the victory and grinned from beside the woman.

"See! My annoying presence had sped up your work progress and you are almost there." She enthused. "Come on love, we need this ASAP."

"If you weren't breathing down my neck I would be faster." Olivia muttered heatedly, the stench of her sharp, floral perfume overwhelmed her.

"Oh darling, there are a lot of things I want to do to that pretty neck of yours."

Olivia chose to ignore the suggestive whisper and focus on the task even though she knew the further she got, the closer she was to being disposed.

She broke down the final firewall, she had managed to get through to the system. Her fingers stilled over the keyboard as the window opened up onto a unfamiliar desktop. It was just a plain black screen with a few desktop icons on the left side.

"I got in." She announced in disbelief.

"Excellent." Jessica commended and then quickly pulled out her cell phone and got to her feet. She waited for the rings to seize. Olivia and Aaron were eavesdropping.

"Hello my love, Olivia cracked into that address you wanted. Yes you may reward me when I return. Uh huh-That's a little off the plan there my darling...WHAT?"

The sudden booming anger in Jessica's voice made them jump. Olivia moved to the edge of her seat, extremely fearful for her life. Aaron grabbed her by the forearm as if trying to keep her calm. Jessica was muttering spiteful gibberish under her breath and then turned her wrathful stare on to them.

"Alright who ended the party before closing time?" She hissed, incensed.

The piercing sound of bullets firing distracted the three of them, they were coming from down the corridor and drawing closer. The two thugs that guarded the door were startled into action and hurried off with weapons in hand. The masked stranger suddenly disappeared right before Olivia's eyes, like she was swallowed up into some black hole.

Jessica's flashing eyes moved to the meek web designer, grabbing her troubled glance.

"Olivia darling I did warn you there would be consequences if you told your boyfriend where we were."

Olivia gulped when the tentacles made their second appearance that night and began to inch towards them like a venomous snakes with the intent to kill.

"She didn't do it." Aaron was immediately in front of her, standing defensively.

"How?" Jessica demanded, blanched. "I had my eye on you the whole time."

"Not when Olli was around." Aaron hissed.

Jessica was flabbergasted for a moment and then cursed under her breath. Her pale cheeks took on a shade of blush pink. Olivia didn't know if it was from the embarrassment of caught being distracted or anger for being deceived.

Her hunching, menacing posture abruptly straightened, but the enraged glint remained in her eyes, as if they were lit up by the fires of hell.

"You are a lot more deceptive than I give you credit for." She mused heatedly. "Shame you won't be alive long enough to celebrate it."

The air was thick with tension and Olivia predicted an attack. She was instantly on her feet and Aaron reacted first. He gripped at the edge of the table and then forced it over their heads on to the unsuspecting Jessica. He didn't wait around to witness the impact and grasped Olivia by the wrist and pulled her towards the exit.

"Olli run!" He exclaimed, hurriedly pulling her along. She stumbled at first before finding her footing in the midst of a panic induced rush.

They heard Jessica's deafening, outraged roar from behind them and that spurred them to run faster. Aaron pulled her out of the door and to the left, heading towards the staircase. They reached the edge of the drop and she thought they were free. But then Aaron was thrown roughly to the wall on their left by one of Jessica's strong tentacles.

Olivia screamed and immediately tried to assist him his fallen form, only to be stopped by a heavy weight winding around her middle. The elongated limb had grabbed her and forced her to a stop at the edge of the step. The death grip was restricting the oxygen to her lungs and she was turned mid air to come face to face with Jessica's furious expression. Her eyes were glowing with blood lust and she was snarling openly.

Olivia was petrified, her cries were forced down her throat and her chest heaved with each ragged pant.

Please, please don't drop me.

Her shoes had slipped off her dangling feet and the tips of her toes struggled to touch the platform beneath. Jessica grip tightened to a lung burning intensity. She began to lower Olivia on to the wooden floor and her feet felt the cool surface beneath her feet.

For that brief moment Olivia thought that maybe she would be spared. Then she felt a rough shove to her chest and the next thing she knew, she was falling backwards.

The last thing she remembered was the briefest flash of regret in Jessica's emerald eyes. The sight was followed by immeasurable pain and then darkness.