Again thank you to those who reviewed! Please keep them up :D Also this will be the last chapter until about Tuesday next week, this was supposed to be up after the next episode but I'm interstate for a funeral so thought I'd post this now…

Also just curious….how many of you ACTUALLY read the References from the other eps before/after reading the chapter…? I was just thinking about it the other day and was wondering. Lol

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Reference: "…what the hell did you people do to me (us)…?" (The Road Not Taken), "…living will…" (A New Day in An Old Town), Peter tackling a suspect (Pilot), "…questions for you…" (Pilot), Peter has a nosebleed (Reciprocity), "…untrustworthy son of a bitch…" (Back To Where You've Never Been), "…if it wasn't for you/You're welcome…" (Enemy of my Enemy), "…I want to see my wife…" (Bound), "…tipped off the press…" (The Cure)

Chapter 27 – The Take Down

Olivia parked the car near to the doorway so she could see whoever would be going in and coming out, her walkie talkie set up so she could make sure other agents we in position as well, it was just a waiting game now though. There was an amount of silence between them, unsure of what to say in the situation they were in but it was Olivia who broke the silence, "We still have about half an hour before visiting hours start, I doubt he would risk drawing attention to himself by trying to come early. You know…Loeb was always a bit off, he would always be around, watching me, making a point of talking to me, I thought he was just a bit off but now…god! That untrustworthy son of bitch!" She rubbed her hand over her face, rubbing her eyes as if she was a tired child. Peter couldn't stand to see her beating herself up so much, he leaned over and touched her arm, "Livia, listen to me, whatever he is involved in, kidnapping you, the safety deposit boxes…we will stop him. We will catch him and we will stop him. I promise you that…" Looking down at his hand on her arm, Olivia smiled and nodded, "Peter…if it wasn't for you, I really don't know how I would be handling this, thank you for being there when I need it most."

Peter's shy smile found it's way to his face, lighting up his eyes when he nodded, "You're welcome -" but Olivia cut him off as he spoke, "No Peter, ever since I met you for the first – well second time, considering our first meeting was a little…infuriating to say the least – even when I tried to convince you, and myself, that I didn't need your help, you've been there and now you are again. It means more to me than you know." She leant over placed a kiss on his cheek, then his lips, letting herself savour the feel of his lips of hers and the control she had over him. Peter pulled her a little closer as she kissed him, letting his hands slip over her sides and come to rest on her hips, lightly touching the bare skin he found when her shirt rode up a little. They were both starting to feel like teenagers again, kissing in the car, Peter wanted to touch more of her but in the back of his mind warning bells were ringing. They had a case, they were on duty and if he wasn't mistaken there was another FBI car sitting less than 200 meters away from them, if they were lucky the other agents wouldn't be able to see what was going on. "Peter…" Olivia pulled away regrettably, not wanting to let him go but knowing she had too. This was the part she hated, having him so close but so far from where she wanted him, she was getting frustrated both sexually and mentally, this was one of those times that Olivia just wanted to scream.

"Peter…we have to be watching out…" she pulled away only to have Peter touch her face again, moving some hair behind her ear and smiling, "Yea I know, also I think there is another FBI car sitting not too far behind us, I'm sure Broyles would have a field day if he was told we were making out in the car while we were supposed to be watching out for a traitor." He really did have a way of placing him jokes in at the right moment. Blushing at the thought of being caught with Peter again Olivia turned back to the front doors of the hospital, watching as a few cars came and went, hoping to catch a break. In the shadows of the sunrise movement caught Olivia's eye. Sitting up straight she leaned a little closer to the window, trying to get a closer look at the person walking towards the doors. Peter watched as she turned back into her professional mode when the man turned his head a little. "Alright everyone I have the target insight he is entering the building. Now no one move until I say so, I will be waiting for something that will be enough to keep him in custody. Just a heads up, the patient and ears have been moved to the bottom floor in the front room. Keep a close eye everyone." Olivia received conformation from the other agents before turning around and flicking on the switch that started up the sound surveillance they had set up on Peter's man. He was playing a comatose patient placed in the same room as Eastwick, the best and quickest way to set sound from the room.

Peter and Olivia both sat back and listened to the sound of hospital equipment for a few minutes before they heard the sound of a door opening and closing, Loeb's voice coming clearly into their car, "Hello Eastwick…" Looking up at Olivia noticing a seriousness covering her face, Peter sighed deeply, "…and here we go…"

There wasn't must for a few moments but it was Eastiwck's voice that came first through the speakers, "What the hell are you doing here? I don't have anything to say to you…" There was movement for another moment and then a chair scraping across the floor. "What have you been telling the FBI?" again silence then the sound of metal handcuff hitting the metal of the handle rail on the hospital bed, "You're crazy I haven't been talking to anyone, I have been locked up here since they caught me. No thanks to you and the radiation you were pumping into us…" Peter looked up suddenly at Olivia but she shook her head, "Not yet, we need more…" The men's conversation continued, "I swear to you Loeb, I haven't been talking to FBI!" There was the sound of sudden footsteps echoing in the silent room, then the sound of the curtain being pulled along the rail. Eastwick's voice spoke up, clearly knowing that Loeb didn't believe him and was looking for something that would tell him that Eastwick was lying to him, "They brought him in early this morning, he is in a coma, I heard the nurses talking that if family doesn't come soon they are going to have to turn off life support, something about a living will."

Again silence filled the room, the only sound that broke that silence was the sound of Eastwick's heart monitor that had skyrocketed and continued to beep uncontrollably. As the curtain scraped against the rod again Leob's voice found it's way into the car once more, "Well someone has been talking to them because I have Olivia Dunham telling me she is closing in on the last person involved and as that would be me, you are the only person left." The heart monitor in Eastwick's room spiked again, "NO! It wasn't me! Why would I tell her that it was you that kidnapped her? What do I have to gain from that!" Loeb exploded, "Because if she knows it was ME then everything we ever worked for is gone and you get to cut yourself a nice little deal!" That was all Olivia needed to hear and she was jumping from the car and calling into her walkie-talkie, "That's it, take him down!" Following her quickly, Peter grabbed the radio so he could keep a listen for anything that happened before they got to the room, it was a good thing that he did because just as they were half way through the car park Loeb spoke again, "You're right, they wouldn't cut a deal with you…they wouldn't even believe I was involved, that means…" Something had cut him off, Peter realised that Loeb had realised that they knew it was him and that they were coming for him. "Dunham! He knows we are coming!" Pocketing the walkie-talkie Peter picked up his speed and followed Olivia as she sped through the car park on foot, the blood pumping through her body as she ran.

Slamming into the hospital door, she pushed her way through them, pasted the nurses station and the other patients, making a beeline for Eastwick's room. As she came closer she heard the sound of a flat lining heart rate, pushing the door open she found Eastwick laying in a very awkward position, the man Peter had called in was pushing him up into a laying position at the same time, as he did they found that he had had his throat slashed from side to side, "I couldn't get to him fast enough, it was so quick!" Nurses and doctors had already pushed Olivia into the room and towards Eastwick's side. Olivia and Peter rushed out the door they came in from just in time to see the back of Loeb turning the corner. Taking off at breakneck speed Olivia followed the small chance she had to catch him and Peter followed a few steps behind, taking an extra split second to realise that Olivia had taken off.

Their footsteps thumped along the lanoline flooring of the first floor of the hospital, all Olivia could hear was the blood pumping in her ears, all she wanted to do was stop Loeb, bring him down and get the answers she was looking for. Being vaguely aware that Peter was steps behind her, when she didn't feel his presence as she followed Loeb out of the hospital, around the back through the long grass, she began to worry but pushed it back knowing she had a job to do. Not even bothering to call for backup Olivia kept going, over fences and around trees, there was a small garden they went through until they hit built up areas, apartment buildings and office buildings, lots of places that she could lose him, but determination pushed on as she continued her pursuit. Coming around a corner of an apartment building Olivia honestly thought that she was about to lose him but just as he turned left Loeb's body was sent flying to the right and onto the concrete ground, Olivia stopped for a moment to try and take in what was happening and there was Peter, holding down Loeb and laying punches into his face, letting the anger of seeing the man who had kidnapped Olivia take over and come out. Just as Loeb kicked off Peter and caught him with a punch to the nose Olivia rushed up to him and slammed into him from behind.

Taking the advantage of her position, straddling his hips to keep him down, she grabbed a hold of Loeb's arms and pulled them behind his back, causing him to cry out in pain and before she knew what had happened a gun, her gun, was being pointed into the side of Loeb's face. She glanced up quickly to realise that Peter had grabbed her gun out of its holster while she held down Loeb, "Stop moving or the this bullet goes into your skull…we've got some questions for you Loeb." Behind them another four agents had finally caught up with them and watched as Olivia pulled Loeb up by his arms and cuffed him before taking her gun from Peter and holstering it. "Let's go." Nodding to another agent, Olivia let Loeb be taken from her and over to one of the awaiting cars which seemed to have Broyles already inside, no doubt having seen Peter holding her gun, she turned to him, "Good job. How did you get my gun?" He smiled and shrugged, "Slipped it out as you were holding him down that's all. Don't worry, I wasn't going to kill him." He brushed himself off only to find that his nose hurt, touching it he pulled his hand from it and found a small amount of blood. "You should get that checked out…" Olivia reached up and touched his nose again, her cool hands soothing the small amount of pain. "Nah I'll be ok, you on the other hand should have that cut looked at…" in all the commotion of capturing Loeb, Olivia didn't even realise that when she had tackled him she had been hurt, a gash forming below her left eye, "Nah I'll be ok." She parroted earning a smirk and a groan from Peter, all at the same time.

Staring through the one was mirror towards the man they had spent the last four days hunting, Olivia huffed, "Come on this is getting ridiculous! There has to be to something I can do! I can't just stand here and watch him sit back in that chair like nothing is wrong. Please Sir, I have to do something." Olivia had turned to face her boss, her sudden outburst shocking both him and Peter as nothing much had been said at all since they had close Loeb off in the interrogation room. Loeb had smirked as he was brought in through the FBI building in hand cuffs, he was almost on display for the whole of the FBI to see, being led by Olivia and Peter, everyone who watched as they came in knew that no matter what Olivia and Peter would bring down whoever they needed to, they also knew never to doubt Olivia when she believed something, many of the agents not trusting her belief that Loeb was guilty, but the smirk on his face as he was brought into the FBI building was enough to set the record straight, he was guilty and he was not ashamed of it.

Glancing sideways at her, Broyles knew she was right, she wasn't one to just sit back and let someone else do her job, as much as he wished he could get her to sit back and let someone else deal with Loeb. Turning to face her completely he nodded towards the window before turning back to Peter, both of them knowing this wasn't going to be easy to watch, she slipped in a small smile to him, letting him know she was going to be ok when sitting in with Loeb. As she left the room Broyles spoke, "Bishop, you sure you want to watch this?" Peter only crossed his arms and raised a hand to his lips, touching them lightly with his thumb, a nervous habit he had gotten into when things came to Olivia. "Yes sir, I need to see this…" with that all he said, Peter turned back to the window, watching as the door opened with a slight noise and then closed, he could tell that Olivia hesitated slightly as she walked in, no doubt sizing up her suspect. He had never seen her in an interrogation before but he assumed that this was what she was like going into most of them.

Opening the interrogation room door slowly, Olivia made her way into the room, the silence stretching out between them, Loeb just watching her every movement, taking in the way she walked and moved around the room, albeit all her movements were deliberate. Dragging out the seat across from the chain-to-the-table agent, Olivia sat down slowly, taking the file in her hand and resting it on the table in front of her. First she looked over the pages and then she laid out photos for her own benefit, it was a short while before she even spoke. "Mitchel tell me what's in the safety deposit boxes…" She didn't even bother looking up at him as she spoke, part of her not wanting to look up at the traitor, part of her knowing that if she looked up at the man who kidnapped her and drugged her, she might do something she would regret. There was also no point trying to play the same tricks as she usually would when interrogating someone, Loeb was very good at his job and interrogation was part of his job. And so when she was met with nothing but silence she flicked through the pages of the file a little more. "Ok, fine. Tell me about how you knew Jacobson…" Again she was met with silence and she sighed. Glancing up at this time, Olivia tried to think of some way to get him to answer some of her questions but all he did was raise his cuffed hands to the top of the table and fiddle with his fingers.

She laid out photos of the people who had been killed because of him, the men who had died horrible deaths because of the radiation poisoning, photos of Jacobson, photos of the safety deposit boxes, anything that might get a reaction from him but all he did was sit there, his chained hands sitting atop the table. When the silence became too much for her and his smirk was enough to want to slap him silly she leaned forward, her face inches from his, she could see the slight hint of arrogance in his eyes, "Why me?" her voice was just above a whisper but he heard it but still did not move. When all she was met with was silence, Olivia finally snapped and leaned over the table, her face close to Loeb's, her voice low to a growl, "What the hell did you people do to me? What did you want from me?" For the first time since she had sat opposite him, Loeb looked Olivia directly in the eye, taking in her completely, trying to judge how she was going to react next, "You kidnapped me! Drugged me! Was it all for fun huh?..." Olivia leaned further over the table, nose almost touching his, "What the hell did you do to me Loeb?" Knowing that she wasn't able to touch him, Olivia reached for the metal links that joined the handcuffs, pulling them towards her.

Neither of them heard the room door open, both Broyles and Peter coming through, ready to pull Olivia away if need be. They let her continue, trying to break him however she knew how and then something clicked, "Wanna know how we caught you Loeb?" his eyes found her in a steady hold before she looked down at the piece of paper in her hand before sliding it across the table in front of him. Behind the window Broyles turned to Peter who just shrugged and continued watching as Loeb reacted to the photo in front of him. In the interrogation room Loeb exploded, "What the fuck have you done? Where is my wife? I want to see my wife!" He looked down at the photo in his hands, his wife laying flat, her hair surrounding her face and her eyes closed, she looked…peaceful. Olivia pushed the chair away from the table and came to Loeb's left side, leaning over and whispering in his ear, "You're wife is dead, she tried to shoot a federal agent, got pretty damn close as well…now you are going to tell me everything I need to know or else your wife…will be labelled a traitor, like you, and will be shamed for as long as your name stays in the media, and trust me when I say this Loeb, I tipped off the press when we arrested you…they are having a field day right now…"

Loeb reacted just as Olivia had thought, he tried to reach out to her with his cuffed hands but only succeeded in banging them against the table, although on instinct Olivia jumped backwards slightly. "We were testing you! What we did was not for fun, you are special Olivia, we just had to make sure. It was always you, you have always been the strong one…" Everything happened very quickly, Olivia grabbed Loeb by the front of his shirt and slamming him against the wall behind them. "What the hell is it that you want from me? HUH?" she pushed him back a little so his head cracked against the wall but Loeb just smirked and repeated, "You are special," over and over again until Peter's hands found Olivia's shoulders and he pulled her away from Loeb, leaving him to collapse in a heap on the floor sobbing and calling his wife's name.

Before they were able to leave, Olivia turned back to Loeb, "Whatever it is you wanted from me, it's too late now because you are going to be locked away for a very long time." She spun on her heals before continuing towards one of the more empty corridor.

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