A/N - ok, honestly, I didn't like this chapter very much, but i needed to finish this plot if I wanted to go back to writing fluff. I already have some ideas so I should update soon.

Question - If you have read my other story - My deepest wish - I would like to know if you would like me to finish it. Please if you are leaving a review here just add if you want that back, ok? thanks

It had been three days since he left to help Tom in Italy. Something he said it would take 1 day. Now it's been three. Liz couldn't really hide her concern while working in the office. To make matters worse, she couldn't really talk about it to Cooper, as Don had taken a few days off to go.

"Hey Liz. Don't worry, I bet they are bonding in some cantina." said Samar," then laughing at her own impossible joke. Liz knew that two things didn't add up: 1 - Donald would call, he always called. He had called when he arrived in Italy and then called when it was night there. Since that, no more calls. It was strange. 2 - If it was over, he would come back home. He wouldn't leave her alone more than necessary, specially not to hang out with Tom.

"I think I'll go there. Ask around"

"Are you crazy, Liz? Look at you! You are in no conditions to play detective, specially if they are in trouble"

"So you do agree that they might be in trouble?" She said, really concerned now. Samar regretted saying that.

"Look, don't worry. it will all be fine.

Don grunted as he woke up and realized he was still in the same place. His hands were tied with a rope attached to the wall by a chain, and it had been days since he had a decent meal. 2 days, to be correct. He looked at the man next to him, still sleeping. There wasn't much to do in that place besides begging for help, or sleeping, and last night they surrended to tiredness.

"Tom, wake up" he said, kicking him gently on the leg. He woke up startled and then took a moment to remember where he was. A few minutes later, they heard steps outside and a plate of something that resembled food came into the room from an opening on the door. It was hard to eat without your hands, but Don was so hungry he was considering eating it by throwing himself at the plate like a dog. He reached it with his food and tried to bring it closer, but the plate rolled over, all the food going to the dirty floor.

"Dammit!" he cursed, and then took a deep breath, accepting the fact that they would stay without food for another day. "How are we getting out of here?" he looked worried to Tom, who was already pissed.

"Gwen! Gwen!" Tom screamed, not knowing if it would result in anything. He stood up and went to the small window, the only source of light in the room, and called for her again. "Goddamit woman, c'mere! let us go or kill us already!"

A few more hours passed until they heard steps again, now clearly steps of a high-heeled shoe. She opened the door slowly and came in the room, stepping back when Tom stood up and went furiously towards her, falling as his hands were caught in the rope.

"Calm down, or I'll go away again."

"For Christ's sake, Gwen. Stop this."

"Did Asher say this when you killed him, Tom?" she said, resenting him. Then she looked at Donald. "You should reconsider your friendships, you know? This one is a worthless piece of shit."

"Oh, you don't have to tell me that. I already know."

She seemed surprised to hear that.

"Let him go, Gwen. He is not guilty of anything. He's my ex-wife's boyfriend. He hates me too. You can share stories about hating me while drinking tea."

"He was helping you. It's reason enough to keep him locked too" she said, and then looked at Donald. He had bruised on his head and torso, and his shirt had been reduced to rags.

"Please, Gwen. Just kill me already. I'm sorry I couldn't keep Asher safe, ok? But if it hadn't been me, it would be someone else. He was involved with dangerous dirty people, it was bound to happen. It was going to, remember, if I hadn't interfered that first time."

"If you hadn't shown up in our lives, he would still be alive!" she screamed, tears in her eyes. Donald understood the woman's grief. She felt guilty for accepting Tom's help, for trusting in him. Because of his wrong doings, Audrey was now dead.

"Please. Can I at least make a phone call? Call my fianceé. Say goodbye" Donald said, on a last attempt to bend Gwen. She pondered for a few seconds, then accepted.

She ordered one of her men to release Donald and took him to a small room with a phone.

"You have 2 minutes. That's it. Then you'll be back to the dungeon."

With that he knew that she had strong motivation, but little experience in abducting people. She remained in front of him, but gave him full access to the phone. He knew exactly who to call.

"Agent Mojtabai?" said the man on the other line, to what Don pretended it was Liz, to fool the woman in front of him.

"Liz, honey. it's me" he said, and Aram was confused.

"Agent Ressler? this is Aram. What?"

"I know, sweetie. I'm fine. I'm here" it was a sign for Aram to search for his location. He signaled to an agent to call Liz.

"Please, keep talking Agent Ressler."

"How are you, baby? I miss you too" he said, looking at the woman, who was staring at her watch, counting the time. "I don't have much time"

Liz came running and took the phone from Aram, who was really close to pinning a location.

"Don? Donald, where are you?" she said, and Don felt his stomach revolve as he heard her voice. His plan was to call Aram, he didn't think she would be there. Tears came to his eyes as he realised that could be the last time they spoke.

"Gwen found us, Liz. It's over."

"What do you mean it's over? Did you talk to her? are you okay? why don't you come home, Don?"

"I have to go" he said, as Gwen put her finger on the hook, ready to turn it off. "I love you, Liz." and Gwen pressed the button, ending the call.

"Don? Donald?" Liz screamed at the phone, and then ran to Aram. "Do you have a location?"

"Yes. It doesn't look good. it's a very dark and remote location in Milan. I would bet they are in trouble."

"I need to go there." Liz started running towards the elevator when Samar stopped her.

"Liz, you can't go."

"You try and stop me!" she dared, and then shrugged to get rid of her grip.

"Ok. Then let me go with you." Samar said, and both women left.

they arrived at the place and it was a horrible place. Liz cried just thinking what they were going through inside. She and Samar were alone and they could see there were at least 6 men inside. They needed a plan.

When they were observing the place, she saw Gwen leaving the place and then crumbling down at the door, crying, and she knew there was a way through her.

They observed her for another day, and then it was time. They followed her to her apartment, and as she was going in, they took over her.

"Quietly, go inside and sit down." Samar said, her gun touching Gwen's back. They entered the apartment and Samar tied Gwen to an armchair. then she walked around the apartment looking for guns or bugs. Meanwhile, Liz entered the place and went straight to Gwen.

"Do you know who I am?" she said, sitting in front of Gwen and touching her baby bump. Gwen looked at it longingly, and then took a deep breath.

"no. Who are you?"

"My name is Elizabeth Keen. You know my ex-husband" Gwen recognized immediately, and then looked at Samar as she approached and pointed a gun to her.

"Your ex is scumbag"

"I know." Liz said, with a chuckle."You don't have to tell me about Tom's problems. I know them all. Let me tell you a story. His real name is Jacob Phelps, he was hired by a man in my life who wanted to protect me. His orders was to be part of my life, but when we started to get involved, this man fired Jacob, saying that he stepped a line. He was supposed to get out of my life immediately. The thing was that he was already working for someone else. A criminal who was after his first employer, and who knew he could get to him through me. So you see, I was just a little thing that he moved from side to side in his secret agenda.

Anyway, we got married, for 2 years I believed I was married to a teacher, when I found out what he really was. a con man, a murderer, a dangerous person. It nearly killed me, and I felt just like you feel now. maybe worse. He had destroyed my life in so many different ways for a long time I thought I could never have it back.

But look at me now" she touched her baby again, smiling. "I have a good life, good friends, a man who loves me and who I love more than anything. It's possible to start over, Gwen, believe me" Gwen had tears in her eyes, looking at Liz. she even had a faint smile, a smile of hope and wish that it was true.

"The problem is that you are holding my fiance prisioner. He came with Tom, it was stupid, I know. We trusted him again, and now he's about to cause my fiance's death, but only if you order it. Please, I beg you, don't do it. Let them go."

"I need to avenge Asher's death" she said hissing between her teeth. "I need..."

"Why, Gwen? Is this really what Asher would have wanted? To see you involved in this?" Gwen cried, remembering her fiance. He would never want her to get involved in this, even when he was in trouble before, he would always keep her out of it.

"What do I do now?" she whispered, and Liz understood that as a sign that she was giving it up. She kneeled in front of her and touched her arms.

"you can do anything you want. I know it doesn't seem like it, but you do. Think about what Asher would want if he was here. Where were you going in your honeymoon?"

"We were going to Thailand."

"There you go! why don't you go there? See the places you were planning to see together. Try to find some solace in the pain, and remember him alive, not dead. It will be good for you, I promise."

They looked into each other's eyes, and Gwen could see Liz meant it. "Ok, I'll let them go. I just need to call" Liz turned over, but Samar already took Gwen's purse and took her phone from it.

"Who should I call?"

"It's on speed dial. press 2" She did, and then placed the phone on her ear.

"It's me. let them go. No questions, just do what I said. Send them to my apartment. I no longer need your services. goodbye" and then they hung up.

A few minutes later, They arrived at her apartment confused and hurt. Liz ran to Donald, hitting his bruised hip as she hugged him.

"Oh, sorry, Don! Oh my God!"

"No problem, Liz! c'mere" he pulled her on another hug, and they kissed tenderly. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to rescue you!" she said, and then he looked at Samar.

"All I could do is come with her, there was no way to convince her to stay" she smiled at him as he whispered thank you and took her hand. Tom came in after them.

"Ok, I guess I'll have no hug then." he joked, then stopped as everybody looked at him with a judgemental look.

"Tom. Tell me, honestly. Are you really sorry about what happened to Asher?" Gwen asked, and Tom took her hands, looking deep into her eyes.

"I promised you I would keep him safe, and I couldn't. I didn't want to kill him, Gwen, we ended up in a bad situation. He was willing to kill me, and to be honest I thought he would. We were trying to survive, and I was stronger. I wish I could have saved him, I'm sorry.

She took a deep breath, and then said. "Then you're coming with me. I'm going to Thailand, we were supposed to go there for our honeymoon. I want you there with me. it's my price for letting you go. After that you can do what you want, but I need you to help me with this."

Tom looked around, and then looked back at her, confused but willing to help. "Anything you want, Gwen. I'll go with you."

She had a faint smile, and then turned to the rest of the party.

"You can go now. I'm sorry for what I did to you."

Donald hugged Liz and smiled at her "I hope you find peace, Gwen"

"Me too" she answered, and then went to her bedroom.

"Ok then. I guess I'm going to stay" Tom said, sitting on the couch and then touching his bruises. He had a lot more than Don.

"We're going home. Hope everything works out, Tom" Liz said, and then she, Donald and Samar left.