Chapter 9 –

Peter stood frozen in his place. Shock, panic, fear. All the emotions he wished he could stop started to wash over him. He could hear Olivia gasp but didn't dare to steal a glance at her. He didn't want to risk her anymore harm than she had already been caused and it was all his fault.

"I know all my men in this room, so I would suggest that the agents that do not belong here drop their weapons. Now!" Doshem's voice broke the silence.

When no one moved Doshem aimed and fire a bullet straight past Peter's head and struck an agent in the shoulder. Allowing the lump in his throat to be swallowed, Peter tried to move himself in front of Olivia without Doshem noticing. Inching ever so slightly over to his left he felt a brush of air and was shocked to find Olivia sprinting full ball at Doshem.

"Olivia!" Peter tried to grab her arm to stop her but she was to fast for him. Panicking he remembered the gun he had pocketed from Broyles, taking it from his belt he aimed it straight at Doshem and pulled the trigger.

A gun shot echoed throughout the club and it was as if everyone held their breath. Momentum kept Olivia going as she tackled Doshem to the ground but when he didn't fight back she looked up him.

First she noticed the blood on her hands, then the red markers where she had managed to pull her hand through the cuff. Cuts and scrapes marked her hands and she couldn't tell if the blood was hers.

Two strong arms came around her shoulders and pulled her away, as she was being dragged away she glanced down at the limp body in front of her. A small bullet hole sat in the middle of Doshem's open eyes. A small trickle of blood was running down the side of his forehead.

Glancing down at the hands around her arms she saw that the skin colour was dark and not what she was expecting. Looking up she saw Broyles looking both agitated and relieved. He could see in her eyes, that she didn't want to be near him but he knew that she wouldn't go to the ambulance if he didn't take her himself.

"Peter is ok, we just need to have a word with him." It was as if he read her mind, "he's not in any trouble, he saved your life, Dunham."

Half hour later

The ambulance officer wanted to take Olivia to the hospital and almost forced her into the back without Peter. She watched him talking to Broyles and officers and the whole time he couldn't take his eyes off her. When he saw the doors of the ambulance closing, he made a break for it but was too late. They had already driven off.

Olivia waited in the hospital room, hand bandaged, stitches and wrapping covering most of her arms, she sighed. All she want to do was go home and lay in bed…oh yea and make sure Peter never left her side again.

Closing her eyes, the soft music filtered into her subconscious.

I've been alone with you

Inside my mind

And in my dreams I've kissed your lips

A thousand times

Peter entered her mind again and she smiled to herself. Their first meeting, the first time he yelled at her for doing something stupid, their first kiss, their first night together. All these good memories had kept her going through the hardest times in her life.

Hello!

Is it me you're looking for?

I can see it in your eyes

I can see it in your smile

You're all I've ever wanted

And my arms are open wide

Because you know just what to say

And you know just what to do

And I want to tell you so much

I love you

Olivia wanted to hold Peter again. She knew she had told him how she felt but right now, it was all she wanted to do. To make sure he knew exactly what she felt and to make sure it was all real.

Tell me how to win your heart

For I haven't got a clue

But let me start by saying I love you

The end of the song struck a cord with Olivia and she opened her eyes to find Peter staring back at her. She saw the cut below his eye growing angry and without a second thought she reached out for him and he came within a stride. Taking her hand in his gently he brought it to his face, just to make sure she was really there.

Peter reached for her face with his free hand and ran his finger lightly over her cheek. Bringing his lips to hers, he savoured her touch and smell and was completely taken over with emotions and let the tears fall. Olivia matched his and they smiled at each other.

"Sweetheart, I am never letting you go again!"

"You better not!"

Olivia and Peter didn't have to say a word to each other anymore. The look in their eyes matched and they knew it was love. Love that will last forever and beat all odds.

Broyles was watching from the window, he wasn't about to interrupt them and so he left, with a small smile on his face.

"Kids." He muttered under his breath.

Sorry it took so long, I have been super busy! Thank you all for reviewing and for those of you who called me cruel, thank you :D it shows me you actually wanna see what happens. Please let me know…also if anybody is interested, I have another one the way soon.