This week's ABH is rated TV-14. Hope you all enjoy!




You awake to pitch darkness and a throbbing in the back of your neck. Your
hands are positioned awkwardly behind your back and when you try to move
them the wire they are bound with cuts into your skin. The ground you lay on
is obviously dirt and you discover that your ankles are tied as well. Panic
begins to rush over you as your situation fully sinks in. As you try to
scream, you become aware of the uncomfortable presence of a gag at the
corners of your mouth. The scream turns into a muffled whimper.

Oliver's soft, accented voice drifts over. "You're awake? Keep calm Love.
I'm almost free." You hear rustling from across the way and soon his
familiar hands are upon you. Gently, his hands travel the side of your body
and then up to your mouth. You can't help the small hiss of pain at the
gag's removal. "Sorry baby." He rotates your face slightly in his hands and
presses his warm mouth to yours, his tongue tracing your raw lips, soothing
them. "Just hold on a second and I'll have you free." He moves to your hands
and feels the bonds. "Now, I'm going to need you to hold very still." You
hear the snap of his pocket knife and hold your breath knowing he is
operating practically blind. The ties around your hands give way and seconds
later those at your feet join them. "Good girl. Can you stand?"

"Sure, I think so," you say barely above a whisper. Oliver's strong arms
help you up and he leads you toward a small sliver of light.

"It's a window. They must've been a bit sloppy when they painted this bit
black. I've been trying to keep track of their movements. I can break it and
by the time they can get here we can be out, but it's going to be a dead run
for a long while. Can you do it?" You hesitate a second, about to suggest he
send help back for you. "I'm not leaving without you." You smile knowing
that even in the dark he can tell.

"I'll make it."

Oliver places you protectively behind him and kicks, shattering the opaque
glass. "Right, up and over, come on." He lifts you outside over the ledge
and hops out beside you. Grabbing your hand he leads you down the alleyway,
the sound of bootsteps not far behind.

You run for miles it seems through the semi-deserted city streets, sometimes
keeping up, sometimes Oliver dragging you behind. He spots an abandoned
building just ahead. "Come on Love, we can rest through there." He leads you
into its crumbling interior and carefully up the stairs to the second floor.
He lays his coat on a bare section of floor near a window with a good view
of the street below. Oliver sits down on the jacket and reaches a hand up to
you. You kneel down and sit beside him. He leans you back against him,
encouraging your head against his chest. He dusts your brow with a kiss and
strokes your hair. "Rest awhile, we may have to move out again soon." You
decide not to fall asleep just as your lids drift shut and exhaustion claims
you.

You sleep soundly, feeling safe rising and falling with his breath,
listening to his heartbeat, having his hands on your skin. Soon however you
awake with a start. You sit straight up not knowing why you feel so afraid.
Then it dawns on you as you scan the room for the now missing Oliver. He is
walking away, barely a yard from the stairs. "Oliver?!"

He stops mid-step, you can see the hesitation as he decides whether to face
you or run for it. You stand slowly, preparing to go after him should he
run. He turns, a sad look on his face. "Go back to sleep. They won't come
for you if they have me."

"If they have you it doesn't matter what happens to me. I can't believe you
were just going to leave me like that." You move forward only to have the
windowpane beside you shatter with a gunshot. You drop to the ground as the
glass pelts down around you.

"NO!!!!!" Oliver's shout echoes throughout the room. He runs over as you
roll out of the glass. "Are you okay?" he breathes as he kneels beside you.
His hands are frantically skimming your body, searching for injury.

"I'm fine," you say a bit shakily. He helps you up and leads you out of the
room and down the back staircase. You round the corner of the building and
see that as the others have run inside to search for you, they've left only
one man on guard. Oliver tells you to stay put and positions himself behind
the unsuspecting goon. With a sharp blow to his head, Oliver drops him and
gestures for you to join him. You run and jump into the passenger seat. He
starts the engine and drives for the airport.

By sunset, you and Oliver are alone in the back of the first class private
jet your employers have provided. He has you resting on the sofa and has
been playing nursemaid for ten minutes, tending your injuries and making a
fuss. As he puts the last bandage on and starts to move away, you grasp his
hand and pull it to your cheek. He smiles at you lovingly, bowing to kiss
you.....


Have a Wonderful Monday!

GylzGirl :-)

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