OK so my week has continued to be shit, and busy and hell and I haven't even been able to sit and update or write ANYTHING at all for the next chapters coming up, so I am sorry that there wasn't an update during the week like I'm sure I promised but here is the next chapter, please please let me know what you all think, it helps me to write and know that this fic is not shit thanks

Reference: Olivia begging to be released (Entrada), "…what do you want?..." (Bound), "…my girl…" (Ability), a lot of reference to Subject 13, "…we'll get her…bring her home…" (Entrada), "…only place that (looked) felt happy…" (Subject 13), the forest (Jacksonville)

Chapter 16 – Terrified

Olivia felt herself being pulled away from the wall she had been chained to for the last couple of days, it was a strange sensation, being able to stand on her own legs but it only lasted until she was dragged away from the room, a sudden surge of strength came over her. She pulled against the men who were dragging her, dropping her weight as low as she could get it, hoping that it would deter them from taking her from the room. She pulled on her arms, hoping that they would be freed from the two men's hands, " No! No! No! No, please! No! No!" she begged as much as she could, as she had never begged before, "What do you want from me! Please don't do this, please, I don't know what you want!" By the time they had been able to get her out the room and into another, the men had to physically lift her onto the table, her arms pined to her sides but her legs kicking enough to cause metal containers to crash to the ground loudly. "If you don't shut up right now, I'm going to give you something to scream about..." one of the men came to speak to her, his face inches from hers, his breath on her cheek, but it wasn't until he spoke in her ear that she did as she was told, "…and I promise you this Olivia, you will be screaming more and more if I do…" his sickening laugh sent shivers down her spine and her head sagged, her chin resting on her chest.

Within in minute Olivia felt the sudden prick of a needle in her neck and she started to feel light and heavy at the same time. The voices coming in and out as they spoke, "This better work…" "…she had a different reaction to the drug than the other, it's her…" and then she heard another voice, someone different, someone she thought she recognised but was too far gone to even think, "…how's my girl doing? Are you ready to become even more special than you already are?" his face was a blur and as he spoke, everything else in the room started to blur, but she didn't pass out, they kept her in that state to do whatever they wanted to her, she was numb, unable to move or talk, only breath and watch as another needle was placed in her arm, injecting something else into her blood stream, and she knew that her eyes were showing terror right now, but most of her didn't care, she had been in lost of situations before, some of the kidnapping like this, just without the abuse and drugs, and she had been fine, stronger than anyone else, but when she couldn't move, when she couldn't control herself, she was becoming more terrified by the minute. "Olivia, I want you to think back to the years you lived in Jacksonville, do you remember the childcare?" The new man came to stand over her again, looking down at her as he spoke, his eyes searching hers for some instance that what he was saying was getting through. The flicker in her eyes as a shot of memory came back to her must have showing him she remembered, "Good. Now close your eyes and think about that time, anything you can remember, anything at all…" a small tear slipped down Olivia's cheek as she closed her eyes.

When she did so, it wasn't as though she could see the memories it was more just snap shots and feelings. Touching hands with a boy, sitting in a field in the middle of the night, her stepfather hitting her…a sudden feeling of fear ripped through Olivia, heat as well, something about this memory was different, she could feel fear and heat and she couldn't control where it was coming from. Olivia tried to find her way back to the thoughts of the field, something had calmed her there, there was no fear or heat when she was in the field, just the kindness and calmness that she longed for.

"Is it working?" the men spoke to each other, watching Olivia from there place around her, watching her eyes dart behind her eyelids, telling them she was dreaming, remembering things that were completely new to her. "Her core body temperature is rising, slowly but it's spiking, it's working." One of the men smiled as he was told, now they knew it really was going to work. "Good. Get her down and into the other room, we can send another video clip to the FBI, make sure it's entertaining..." he watched as something else was injected into her system and Olivia relaxed, her head sagged to the side, her breathing ragged from the waterfall of memories. Before the man was able to turn away from the other, one spoke, "Is that a good idea? I know that you want his attention but this has nothing to do with him…yet…" But the man left, ignoring his colleagues as he went, pulling out his phone, making one simple phone call, "It worked."

"Smile for the camera sweetheart…" Olivia's head snapped up at the term of endearment, something that Peter used to use on her, maybe he was here, maybe he had come to get her. "What do you want from me? Please just let me go, I just want to go home…" Her voice was hurried as she looking around the floodlight that was placed in the middle of the room was now back and Olivia started to understand that it was actually a camera, filming everything that they did and everything that happened to her, she felt sick, although she couldn't tell if it was from that thought or if it was from the array of drugs they had pumped into her stomach. As the floodlight came closer as did the second man, he was bigger, stronger, Olivia knew what they were going to do, all she could do though was prepare herself for it. His fist swung across her body and connected with her stomach, causing her to double over more so while sitting on the ground, it was followed by another, glancing off her ribs, no doubt cracking one or two. The next came to her cheek, sending her head snapping to the side, blood dripping from it. His hands came to her dress roughly, taking the torn ends in them before he ripped them, sending the already torn fabric further up her body, the rip now coming to rest at her ribs, exposing the already bruising flesh as well as more of her underwear, but Olivia didn't feel anything more, the pain in her ribs was getting a little too much.

"Well now, what do we have here…" his hands slipped over her hips, touching them lightly before stroking the side of her underwear, pulling it away from her skin before letting it sit a little lower than where it had originally been, his fingers rough against her smooth skin. "Hey! None of that, you know what we were told!" the voice sounded distance to Olivia, probably the guy behind the camera because the one in front of her huffed before squeezing her hip before pulling away and sending one last punch into her ribs, breaking the already cracked bones there. It was quick but she was thankful for it, suddenly she was alone, the floodlight from the camera was still on her but no one was around, she could feel it, she could feel she was alone, there was no one there but her and she allowed herself to sob, one big raking sob that shook her body, she was beyond scared, not knowing where she was, or how she was going to get out of there, more so she had no idea what they wanted from her or what they did to her, she was terrified. She noticed that she was back in the original room now, she was sitting in the corner of the room, her legs brought to her chest and her head resting on her knees, she could still feel the warmth running through her body, starting in her chest and moving to her fingers, they felt like they were on fire.

With the warmth came more memories, a room, equipment and tables lined up, a swivel chair in the centre as well. There was also more fear, heat and a body of a small child, then she remembered a teddy bear, a child's toy and then blood. Her head snapped up and she looked directly into the camera her eyes adjusting to the light. Her thoughts went back to the boy she saw earlier, her lips opening to speak at the old memory, "How did you know I would come here?" she shook her head, as though she was clearing the fog and she blinked. Looking around the room, snow had begun to fall and she felt the same calmness and warmth she had felt when she was remembering the boy, it was something that she wanted to remember.

Charlie and Peter made their way up the back of the house, it was in a bad part of the neighbourhood, but Peter was still not given a gun, part of him was happy about that and part of him was a little worried but he knew that Charlie would look after him so his worry lessened somewhat. Charlie stood back from the back door, Peter to the side and with a swift kick at the handle and lock the whole door almost exploded off its hinges. Charlie went over the thresh hold first his gun in front of him, his voice echoing, "FBI!" as his head twisting quickly to try and scan the whole room before yelling 'clear' to Peter, letting him know that he could follow. Peter stood in the entrance for a moment, listening to Charlie go through each room, checking to see if anyone was there. Coming back to Peter, Charlie dropped his gun and holstered it again, "There's no one here." Peter and Charlie stared each other down, both trying to decide what to do next, because that was their last chance at finding her, there was nothing else that the FBI had been able to find on her kidnapping.

"Whatdoyouwantfromme?Pleasejustletmego,Ijustwanttogohome…" Olivia's voice caught their attention and both their eyebrow rose, their whole bodies turned to find where the voice was coming from, Peter noticing another door off to the side, one Charlie had just come from. Running into the room, Charlie just behind him, Peter stopped when he saw the monitor of the computer opening up, the light flickering on and the sound coming through loud and clear, Peter's heart was racing, he honestly though that she was there and that he was going to save her. He vaguely heard Charlie on the phone to Broyles, "Are you getting this? Yea we are seeing it as well…are they able to trace it?" but Peter zoned out, his eyes never leaving her, she looked so small, shaking under the light that was coming down on her. It didn't take long until someone had come across the screen and sunk his fist into her ribs, Olivia's cries intensified and she sobbed, his heart broke. But when the fist came to her cheek, Peter felt his heat up with anger, anger at himself and the person hurting her. He didn't want to watch anymore, didn't want to be seeing what was happening but as the man's hands held onto her beautiful olive dress, ripping it even more than it was, exposing her hip and side, he felt sick, Peter Bishop honestly thought he was going to be sick just watching it.

His fists clenched and his jaw locked as he watched the man touch her side, touch her like a lover should, touch her like he should, there was nothing worse than seeing the pained look on her face when he couldn't do anything about it. "Wellwhatdowehavehere…?" The man rested his hand on her hip, his finger playing with the side of her underwear, moving it from her body, his intentions clear as day but another voice sent his heart thumping in his chest, "Hey!Noneofthat,youknowwhatweweretold!" the voice was deep and thankfully the other man listened, with one last squeeze, Peter watched as he pulled away from her, leaving her in a huff, alone. He heard the door open and then close, he realised she was alone. There was silence for a few minutes, Olivia just sitting with her knees to her chest, sobs raking her body, he wanted so badly to swap places with her, keep her safe but he couldn't all he could do was watch. Charlie touched his arm and when Peter looked down at him, he was overcome with jealousy when he noticed that Charlie was able to keep his emotions in check, he hated him for that. With the hand on Peter's shoulder, he spoke, "Peter, we'll get her. And we're going to bring Olivia home." He just watched Charlie, trying to understand how he was so confident about it all. "Charlie, look at her, how can you say that!" Peter was about to explode when he heard her voice again, "HowdidyouknowIwouldcomehere?" They both watched as she shook her head, something had changed in her and she sighed, it was as if something had calmed her down, before she looked up and around the room, a look of sheer amazement on her face, she could see something that was causing her eyes to go wide.

As small smile on her face was the last thing Peter and Charlie saw before the camera switched off, showing nothing but a black screen. Peter's anger was bubbling over, he paced for a moment before his left fist collided with the wall, sending a shocking crack through his hand. "Damn it Charlie! This is all my fault!" He sunk down on to the floor, cradling his hand to his chest, Charlie came to his side, sitting on the chair that was facing him, "Peter, what are you on about?" He leaned forward as Peter sighed before running his right hand through his hair. "The night she was taken Olivia and I were at a party, something that Broyles made us do. Anyway, we dance and I upset her, then I told her the real reason I left, how I panicked and walked away from her. God, had I not upset her in the first place, I would have been the one to drive her home and make sure she was inside safe before I left. She wouldn't be in this situation if I'd just played nice, she just needed to know the trust, I couldn't let you think that I had just walked away from her, I could never do that to her Charlie."

Charlie sighed, there was more to Peter leaving than they all thought but now was not the time to talk about it, they had to find Olivia, before something worse happened to her. Picking up his phone, he dialled Broyles again, hoping that they were able to find something,anything they could help them. "Sir, did you find anything?" He held his breath for a moment, but let it out slowly, saddened by the fact that they were unable to find anything all. "Right, well we need a team at our last address. We have more camera's here that I want Agent Farnsworth to check out…ok sir…" Charlie hung up and looked over at Peter, he could tell that Peter was losing his nerve, but there was something more to it, he knew that Peter was still in love with Olivia and not having her safe must have been killing him. "Ah, Broyles is on his way, Astrid is going to come with him. Listen Peter, where you need to be right now is with Rachel. She needs you now…take my car and go, be with Rachel, she needs your support without Liv there….Peter, go!" Charlie pointed towards the door as he held out his keys to Peter, who took them reluctantly. Charlie knew that they were going to be at the apartment all night, and Peter was better off looking after Ella and Rachel, at least it was something that would keep his mind off finding Olivia.

"What time is it?" Standing outside the metal door that enclosed Olivia in the small room, the men spoke to each other, trying to decide the best course of action. Their plan had worked, she was the one they were after and all they had to do know was wait. "Almost midnight. Should we give her more?" One man raised his eyebrow in contemplation while the other nodded, "Go, be quick…"

That was all Olivia heard through the door, it had become so quiet in the room that she could hear through the solid door, she could hear them talking, hear their footsteps and part of her honestly thought she could hear their heartbeats, but as the door opened, she sat very still, staring off into the distance, hoping that maybe he thought she was comatose and would slip up, hoping any part of her was strong enough to get away from them. She felt his hands on her neck, checking to see if she still had a pulse, his hand slipped from her neck, placing something on the floor near her side before she could see him turn away. He never saw it coming, he never saw her move, but within a blink of an eye Olivia had plunged the needle into the man's neck, pressing down on the syringe before pushing herself from the ground and sprinting out of the room, weaving through the corridors, locked doors or blocked hallways met her every turn, until she was able to find a door that opened to fresh air, allowing Olivia into the dark of the night, she found herself standing at the edge of forest, the cool breeze sweeping over her less than dressed body.

Hearing sounds coming from behind her, Olivia made her way into the forest, as fast as her formal dress and bare feet would take her. She just wished she could work out where she was so she could get home, where she knew she was safe because it was the only place she knew that was happy.

Please please review, I'm hoping this is keep you all interested and I promise that I did say P/O because I am a HUGE shipper. Doesn't take long, just a little note from my lovely readers, who I all love :D