Chapter 50 and I can't believe it; if you guys only knew how many times I almost gave up on this story...but here we are. So the story's gonna be wrapping up soon, not yet, but I wanna say thanks to everybody for reading. Anyway, here's the chapter, enjoy.
.
Morning, though Olivia didn't know it and she was going crazy from being locked in this room! She'd tried to remain calm but how could she when the last time she was in a room with no way out, she was raped repeatedly for three months?
She knew that Bronwyn said no harm would come to her, but she didn't believe her; and even if she did, that was only for the time that she remained with child. Her doctor said she would deliver in a week at most and though Bronwyn didn't know that yet, she would soon when Olivia went into labor. What would happen to me then? She wondered. Would she try to kill me? She thought, rubbing her belly anxiously. It didn't matter; what did matter was that she would try to take the baby and although Olivia didn't plan on keeping her, she couldn't let that happen.
"What are you saying?" She asked to herself. "They'll find you before then, you have to have faith!" But what if they didn't? She thought just as easily. "You can't stay here!"
"This little one is stubborn!" The doctor said her at her last appointment, a week ago as Olivia lay back on the exam table and the doctor performed yet another ultrasound.
"She hasn't moved, has she?" Olivia asked, somewhat disappointed.
"Well, if you want to count changing sides…" The doctor laughed.
"But she's…"
"...still in a breech position." The doctor informed them as she took the transducer over Olivia's belly. "As you can see, her back is cradled right at your cervix."
"What does that mean as far as me giving birth; will I need a caesarian?"
"It's tricky. You can certainly try for a vaginal delivery; I'm never one of those doctors to say impossible-"
"But?" Olivia asked, knowing that one was coming.
"But it's pretty much impossible! With the way she's positioned; we're talking a very tough delivery that can become very dangerous, very quickly. So if you do choose to try for a normal birth, I'm going to have the team on standby for a caesarian."
She thought about that last talk she'd had with her doctor and just to be on the safe side of things, she'd opted for a c-section, but now that she was here…
"You've gotta get out!" She said, getting up from the bed with a hand on her back and wincing as she started walking. That pain that she felt last night, she'd had one, now two every hour since then and she didn't know if this was the beginning of labor, but the pains felt different and if it was labor, she didn't have time to waste! That, and she had no idea what Bronwyn could have in store for her.
When she felt tears, she quickly wiped them away "Cry later Olivia." She said to herself and kept walking, making her way to the door to try and hear something but all she got was dead silence.
"It's soundproof" Beach house said from where she sat in the big, comfy chair, her feet up on the ottoman. Olivia looked twice and blinked her shock. "Nice chair!"
"Not you two gain!"
"Oh come on, admit it" Sealview said from behind Olivia, causing her to jump as she walked over to the bed. "You've missed us!"
Olivia stood at the door and for a moment, just looked at the two of them. She knew that they were in her head, she wasn't crazy and instead of entertaining them with conversation, she turned back to the door, looking for something, a flaw in the design that would let her out.
"You figured the soundproof part…" Sealview said then turned to Beach house. "Told you we would!" but Beach house simply waved Sealview off and turned to Olivia.
"The psycho wants Serena" Beach house said but Olivia kept looking and feeling along the door lines.
"Yeah, well she won't get her!"
"Sounding more like our self!" Beach house said as she moved to the bed to join Sealview. "But you know, you can't attack big red without a weapon. She has the code to the door." Olivia, realizing that there was no flaw in the doorframe, turned around to her other selves.
"I'm aware but thank you!" She said, breathing heavily as she did. "I'm also aware that these pains I've been having since last night are probably the start of labor and I would like to get out of here before anything real happens and I can't. So, if you two aren't offering any real help…" she said, suddenly nauseous from her morning sickness and needing to sit.
As she made her way to the chair and sat down, taking slow breaths, Beach house and Sealview looked at each other before looking at Olivia and said one word "Knife!"
"What?" Olivia asked as the door suddenly opened and Bronwyn came in, carrying a fresh tray.
"You're up." She said as she sat the tray down.
"It's kind of hard to sleep when you've got morning sickness and you're being held hostage, you freak!" Olivia spat while rubbing her belly to calm the baby. With her feeling like she wanted to throw up, she couldn't handle Serena's sudden kicking and punching and prayed that she'd stop as she closed her eyes. Bronwyn looked on for a moment, watching Olivia's hand on her bump, the baby's hands and feet jutting out while she soothed the child and a pang of jealousy tore through her once again.
"You didn't eat last night." She said, watching Olivia.
"Yeah well, being drugged kills your appetite! I'm sorry, or did you not know?" She said, still trying to calm Serena but it wasn't working.
You know, maybe the baby would simmer down if you'd stop!" She yelled. Olivia looked up at her, still running her hands over her belly. She knew that she'd hit a nerve with Bronwyn and though she was feeling sick, she played off it.
"Am I bothering you?"
"Yes actually, as a matter of fact you are!"
"Good deal with it!"
"You know, you'd be better off just ignoring him, because once he comes out of you, he's mine."
"And as I told you last night, she is not your baby!"
"Stop calling him that!"
"Bronwyn, you're already in more trouble than you know." She said as she stood up. "The police, the FBI, they're looking for me and it's just a matter of time before they find me. Now you can make this hard on yourself…"
"I'm not worried about the police, or the FBI. Nobody is looking out here, in fact, it's gonna be pretty empty until summer and I'll be long gone before then! Perhaps they'll find your body if they do come this way by chance!"
"Harlan's dead; you don't have to do this!" She said, her voice laced with tears. "It's not too late, I can tell the cops that I went off by myself, I -"
"You think this is about Harlan?" She asked before she went off to someplace in her head, smiling at the thought. "I didn't know if you'd like butter, cream cheese or jelly with your bagel so I bought all three."
"Bronwyn…"
"And there's plenty of fruit too!" She continued before she turned to go. "Don't worry, it's safe!" She said and started to enter the code into the panel by the door when Olivia was suddenly on her, one arm wrapped firmly on her neck while the other hand held the butter knife steady against her neck.
"Open the door!" Olivia ordered.
"You don't want what's out there, Olivia..." Bronwyn said calmly. "Trust me on this."
"I said open the door!"
"Think about this."
"Oh, I'm thinking about it and I will slit your throat, so help me god if you don't put that code in!" She was serious as she dug the knife into Bronwyn's neck causing a bit of skin to open up and a trickle of blood to run down, pooling at Bronwyn's collar.
"Okay...okay. Calm down." She said as Olivia got another sharp pain in her back, that just like last night and all the others since, traveled around to her abdomen and she fought to ignore it but took her focus off of Bronwyn for a split second when the pain got worse; enough time for Bronwyn to reach into her front pocket and grabbed her .22 caliber pistol, turning it on the baby, pointing it right at Olivia's stomach before she could react to it.
"Put the knife down, Olivia." It came with a smile; calmly, almost serene though her hand shook terribly.
"Would you really pull that trigger?" She asked, forgetting the pain she was in and worried for Serena.
"Maybe; would you like to try me?" Bronwyn said, a smug look on her face. "Put it down." Olivia, deciding that it wasn't worth the risk, put her hands down, lowering the knife and threw it behind her.
"Don't hurt her!" She said, her hands to her belly and trying to sound calm though she was scared to death.
"You know, Olivia, as badly as I want this to work; and I do want for it to work, you are not making it easy for me!"
"You're right and I'm sorry." Bronwyn was still pointing the gun at her stomach, and Olivia said whatever was needed to make her point it away.
"You are going to STOP calling him a girl…" Bronwyn yelled but Olivia kept her eyes on the gun as it pushed into her, right up against her baby's head and she broke.
"Bronwyn...Bronwyn look at at me" she pled with her.
"Shut up and listen to me!" Bronwyn ordered as Olivia stood there, afraid to even move for fear that the gun would go off and looked down at it, Bronwyn's hand trembling and silent tears fell from the outer corners of her eyes. "We are not doing this again! You will behave Olivia and I will have this gun ever time I enter this room; I don't want to use it, but if you force me…"
"I won't, just...please!" She cried. Bronwyn as if just noticing that she had the gun trained on the baby suddenly looked down at it.
"See how easy that was? Now eat your breakfast!" She said and turned to leave. Now it was Olivia's turn to shake as she sat down on the bed with a barrage of tears that ran down her face as she caressed her belly, holding her baby tight.
"I'm so sorry! " She cried, apologizing to the baby and silently cursing her bad luck.
...
Just as Bronwyn was coming out of the basement and locked the outer door, she was scared to a scream when she turned the corner and saw Harlan standing there.
"Jesus Harlan! What are you doing out of bed?" She was annoyed, not to mention her heart was now beating uncontrollably.
"What? A man can't roam his own house if he wont to?" He said as she walked away. "Don't you walk away from me gal!" He warned as he grabbed her arm. She stopped and looked down at his hand, fighting every urge in her that wanted to kill him right there!
"I'm sorry...I didn't realize you were…"
"You don't get cute wit me!" He threatened, pulling her arm tighter.
"I wasn't, Harlan, I swear!"
"What's in the basement?"
"The…?"
"Basement; what's down there?" He asked, so close to her that she could feel his whiskers.
"Nothing."
"Oh yeah? Mind tellin me what happened to your neck?"
"I- I was just putting some of Little Harlan's things away and I must have nicked it." She lied. He looked at her suspiciously for a long moment, she wondering what he was thinking when suddenly he bent her over the table by the stairs.
"Harlan, please don't."
"You don't wont me now?" He asked as he pulled up her skirt.
"No, I… Yes, I mean… I just don't want to that's all!"
"Too bad!" He said and ripped her panties, quickly filling her with himself and thrusting hard and fast while she bit her lip so that she wouldn't scream from the pain that he was causing her. "When we done, we gotta get on findin Olivia!" He told her as he pulled her hair and she cried silently.
6:48PM
It had officially been over 24 hours since Elliot had noticed Olivia missing and they were no closer to finding her than they were yesterday.
They'd just about exhausted their efforts in trying to find the owner of the van; sharing the info with Fin and Nick to see what they'd turn up which was pretty much nothing. It's like these guys had snatched Olivia and disappeared off the face of the earth. The only thing that made sense would be that after they drove off, they transferred to another vehicle but if that's the case then where was the first?
Elliot rewound the video for probably the hundredth time that day, hoping, praying to get something. As much as it pained him to see Olivia; so scared yet still fighting like hell, he knew that somewhere in the video, there lay a clue and he would watch this video a million times until he found it!
Just like usual, Olivia was walking down the street when the van came into focus. The license plates didn't show and there was nothing distinctive about the van; no colors or logos, not even a phone number. Just a pure white van, and when they got out and snatched Olivia, the two men were in ski masks with black clothes; even their hands were covered!
When the elevator sounded, he didn't notice being so caught up in that video and was surprised when Nick and Fin got off and walked over.
"Got anything?" Fin asked as he came into the video room. Elliot paused the tape from where he was seated and without turning around...
"A bunch of questions!" He said, running his hands down his face. None of them had slept since yesterday; all of them looking gruff but they didn't intend to sleep until they'd found her.
"We looked around about the van, if anybody had seen someone discard one but so far, nothing." Nick added. "Watchin the recording again?"
"We have to be missing something!" Elliot said as he started up the tape again from where he left off; Olivia being grabbed while the van sat idly, waiting.
"What is that?" Another of Elliot's FBI buddies, Finnigan, asked about something on Elliot's computer screen as he hung up the phone and came over to the screens, chewing on a jelly donut.
"What's what?" Elliot asked.
"In the back of the van; rewind." Elliot rewound the recording a few seconds. "now zoom in..." He said when Elliot had rewound the video. "Look, right there, left side!"
"It's a face; holy shit!"
"Don't get too excited, it's no good good if we can't make it out!" Bradshaw reminded him as Elliot ran it through and gave him the face.
Bronwyn had brought Olivia's lunch and dinner and left without incident both times. She had definitely scared her into submission and patted herself on the back; no problems from Olivia, and she had decided what to do with Harlan. Tomorrow she'd kill him and bury his body in the greenhouse beside the maid. She hasn't wanted to do it but she had no choice and he had to go, there was no stalling.
As she sat in the bubble bath contemplating, Harlan had gone downstairs to do some snooping in the basement and was surprised when he found the main door locked.
"What the hell?!" He said before he kicked the door open and went down into the darkness.
...
Inside the room, Olivia wasn't doing too well. The pains in her back had finally stopped but were replaced an hour ago with what felt like contractions but she had no way to be sure if they were the real thing and decided to try and sleep them off. She'd tried to eat dinner for the baby's sake but eventually gave up. Feeling so cumbersome and uncomfortable in her own body, instead, she lay down and tried to find some degree of contentment and calm, closing her eyes to the pain and caressed her belly while praying that the contractions were just braxton-hicks.
"I don't know what we're gonna do if the guys don't come soon but I swear to you, I'll keep you safe!" She promised, and feeling her baby moving gently beneath her palm only strengthened that resolve.
"You'll be okay, baby girl!" She swore as she drifted off to sleep.
...
As Harlan wandered the expansive basement, he could feel himself getting hard, though at what he didn't know but something was afoot, and it brought such a sense of excitement to him.
"Feel like I'm rapin my first slit all over agin!" He said proudly. "Oh Billy, the times we could've had, but at least you lead me to yer sister; that is one cow with a hell of a lot of milk!" He laughed as he continued exploring, passing some baby things that he stopped and inspected before turning left and continuing down until he was hit with a door.
"Now what do we have here?" He wondered, touching the door and coming across the keypad on the side. What the hell you hidin, Bronwyn?"
...
It was at that exact moment that out of her sleep, Olivia's eyes suddenly shot open, and the hairs at the nape of her neck stood up as she, holding her belly, shot up from where she lay with a gasp as she looked around the room. Something was wrong and it was more than just her labor which she still didn't know.
More to come!