Chapter 11

Olivia was shocked by what was happening. Her body was reacting before her mind could process what had just happened. She was returning the kiss. Here, laying on her back on the ground she was kissing the man she loved so dearly. Soon needing oxygen they broke apart and started at each other until Liv had to look away and stared up at the sky.

Olivia could see that the snow was still falling lightly. She blinked as a flurry landed near an eye. Fin singing? That was enough of a shock, but to run out and find herself suddenly flipped onto her backside with the man she once loved and him landing on top of her, well you can about imagine her surprise.

Fin laughed; the stunned look on her face was priceless, but honestly, she never looked more beautiful. "I'm sorry baby girl this is not what I had planned at all." He chuckled making no attempt to roll off her.

"Get off of me!." She squirmed and tried to move him.

"But I like this position." He teased, holding her more firmly.

"Odafin Terrell, this is not funny!" She tried to be as serious as possible. "You're squishing me."

Finally, he rolled off her but firmly held onto her hand. He jumped to his feet and pulled her up with him. When she slipped again, he caught her, almost falling again himself. "Whoops, it's getting really slippery out here." He commented as Liv tried to regain her composure.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you made this ice Odafin." She said brushing the snow from her jacket.

"Me?" He asked in mocked horror. "I wouldn't dream of making you slip."

"Right!" said sarcastically. "Just like you didn't plan this…..this….so-called, horrible excuse for a festival."

"But you liked it didn't you?" He grinned, feeling proud of himself.

"No!" She retorted almost too quickly, refusing to admit that she was completely taken in by his gesture and that she loved every minute of it.

"I know you liked it, you must have, otherwise you wouldn't have stayed. You wouldn't have danced with me; you wouldn't have let me kiss you." He leaned closer and tried to kiss her again.

Too proud to look at him she turned away, "Well, you practically held me hostage. It was not like I could leave." She exaggerated. "Besides, I must have been drunk, I did have a beer."

"You HAD a beer, but from what I saw, you dropped it on that….that." He couldn't come up with a word to describe Amanda.

"Her name is Amanda!" Olivia retorted.

"You were not drunk; I bet you only had one sip." He smiled at her attempt to lie.

"Well that was enough; it completely messed with my head." She said lamely.

"You know what I think." He said, "I think that I am the one who got into your head and caused you to go deliciously drunk with pleasure."

"Oh, get over yourself. I was not drunk with pleasure."

"Well then, drunk with loooove." He drawled, then quickly pulled her closer and planted a firm kiss on her lips before she could make up any more ridiculous excuses.

She refused to give in at first, but when he softened the kiss, she couldn't help herself. Sighing, she surrendered to him completely.

When the kiss ended, he held her close, afraid to let her go. "I love you, Olivia, I love you so much."

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Liv finally gave in to her emotions. "I love you too Fin, I always will."

He laughed with joy, "I can't believe this, after all those nights dreaming, hoping to find you and hear you say those words to me." He kissed her again, as she laughed with him, sharing his happiness.

When she shivered from the cold he pulled her closer and said, "Come on, I'll drive you home?" He signaled the driver to bring over the Mercedes.

Stunned, Liv stared at the black car. "That was you! You were the one in the parking lot." Suddenly it dawned on her. She pulled from his arms, rubbing her temples trying to relieve the sudden throbbing in her head. "No. It could be... You wouldn't." Olivia's mind began to race "This... This was all you, wasnt it? The whole bit, the apartment, the nanny, and…..oh my word…..YOU had me transferred. Didn't you?"

"Well, that depends, are you going to be mad or happy about it?" He said hoping for the best.

"I don't believe this." she cried in disbelief. "You had no right!" She turned and angrily ran towards car.

"Olivia!" He ran after her and grabbed her arm.

"Don't touch me!" She snapped her arm away.

"Please, at least let me explain." He stepped in front of her and stopped.

"I don't want to hear it." She said tried to step around him. Exasperated when he kept blocking her, she threw up her arms in surrender but refused to look at him.

"Please!" He pleaded.

"What could you possibly have to say?." She turned her back on him, furious with herself for being such an idiot and not having seen this before.

"Please look at me." He begged. Frustrated when she refused, he simply began to speak. "The last time we met, at the police benefit, I was completely blown away. I never thought that I would ever see you again. But that night I knew that no matter what happened, there would never be another woman in my life that I would love as much as I love you, baby girl. I also realized that if I didn't do something, I would lose you forever. And I just couldn't live with that."

"So you had me transferred and set up where you could spy on me?!" She asked in disgust.

"Not spy…..just, look after you." He tried to make her see that his intentions had been honorable.

"You know, this is the most underhanded, the most manipulative, selfish….."

"Ok, Ok, I get the picture." He said dryly.

"Your CRAZY," She said with eyes burning of disbelief "Stay away from me" she went to move to her car but Fin moved so she stayed in front of her.

They stared at each other quietly for a moment. The silence was deafening to Fin's chauffeur, who had been standing by the car waiting. He was about to get into the car, thinking that this could take a while when he saw a dark car slowly approach the two. He panicked when the window rolled down and a gun appeared. "GUN!" He shouted and dove to the ground.

Odafin wasted no time. He grabbed Liv and dived for cover by his car. Four shots rang out and landed close to Fin as he covered Liv's body with his own, crushing her into the snow. When the car sped off into the night, he got up and stared after it. When he heard Liv cry, he quickly dropped to his knees and tried to help her up.

Olivia was is shocked at what just happened. Sitting up and looking around at the armed officers that had come running out the building. Fin's arms were still around her for a little comfort.

"OLIVIA! Are you ok?" Liv looked up to see Elliot running over to her.

"I'm fine El."

"What the hell are you doing here? No what don't answer. I am pretty sure this is your fault." Elliot said with grave anger.

Olivia was stunned at the tension those two had."El I'm fine." Then it hit her. She knew without a doubt that it had to be Tristan making good on his threat. "Nevaeh!" She cried in desperation and jumped to her feet, "my baby!"

"What Liv? What's wrong." Fin said, unable to understand what she was talking about.

"I have to get to my daughter. You led him to us!" she screamed pushing Fin. "I have to get home"

"I'll drive you Liv" El said

"NO! I will, its faster." Fin said looking him in his eyes.

"She obviously doesn't want to be around you" Elliot went to stand off Fin but neither of them realizing Olivia had, had enough and got in her car.

A car door slam gained their attention "Liv wait!" Fin yelled but she sped to her place in a panic.

He went to his car leaving Elliot standing there upset that Odafin was even there at all.

"Drive man, drive" Fin urged the chauffeur and gave him directions.

In the car Olivia anxious and scared. She just knew her daughter was in danger "It's ok baby girl," reaching the apartment "I won't let anyone hurt you. I promise."

Without a second thought, she bolted out the car to the elevator. Fin had just pulled up as the doors closed.

Frantic, he raced for the stairs, not wanting to wait for the elevator. Taking the steps, two at a time, desperate to get to Olivia, fearing something was happening.

Fin was in good shape, but he didn't have her adrenaline. He couldn't believe how many stairs there were, 'good lord, I must be getting old.' He thought. He couldn't understand why she was so worried about her daughter. After all, she was home with Kathy, safe!

Olivia finally reached the fifth floor. She ran to her apartment, and hurriedly fumbled with the key.

Opening the door, she rushed in. "Nevaeh!?"

"Oh, she's quite alright." The dreadful voice said.

Olivia paled when she saw Tristan Tutuola sitting in the living room chair, holding Nevaeh.