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“What the fuck is taking him so long?” Sean wanted to know as he stood there waiting for his lover to return. He was going from waiting patiently to impatiently very quickly here. He looked to Seamus then as though it was his fault that Trevor wasn’t back yet. Seamus eyed the gun in Sean’s hand warily and backed up slightly.


“I don’t know Sean, maybe they caught him.”


“No they didn’t because he fucking text messaged me, Seamus!”


“Maybe something happened to him after he text messaged you.” Sean narrowed his eyes at Seamus suspiciously then. He looked back and forth between him and the now very much dead Todd making it very clear that he is onto them. Sean stepped toward him then and Seamus took another step back until he bumped into the wall behind him. Seamus looked over his shoulder only to realize he’d backed himself into a corner. How the hell did that get there? he wondered nervously to himself. Sean who now stood right in front of him whacked Seamus in the head with his gun leaving a big gash of blood.


“Go find him,” He demanded in a low dangerous voice. “If you don’t bring him back to me in one piece Seamus so help me god I will hunt your ass down like a dog and fucking kill you. Do I make myself clear?” Seamus nodded obediently, his eyes glued to the gun in Sean’s hand.


“Give me your gun,” Sean ordered.


“What?”


“Your gun Seamus…give it to me – now.”


“But—“


“--You won’t need it for this job,” Sean insisted. “Your only job is to find Trevor and bring him to me alive. Unless you know something I don’t know there should be no reason for you to be armed… right?”


“Right,” Seamus replied and he reluctantly handed over his weapon. Sean took it and stuck it in the back of his pocket.


“Right answer,” Sean replied. “Now go Seamus…and do not piss me off.” Seamus carefully made his way around Sean then and he hurried off to retrieve Trevor for him. Sean glanced at the other baddies that came in with the doctors and when he saw that they were keeping guard on his hostages he headed for the control room. When he got in there he looked at the screens and noticed for the first time that one was turned off. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Q and Marcus.


“There is one camera turned off. What happened to it?” He demanded.


“It must just be an electronic malfunction,” Q made up quickly on the spot. “That sort of thing happens, especially when there is a bad storm going on outside,” He added with a shrug.


“What room is it in?” Sean questioned and it was Marcus who answered this time.


“Couldn’t be sure. We would have to go around and look at every camera in order to see,” he lied easily. He and Q had both seen Doctor Johnson turn the camera off when Sean and Trevor were in the other room terrorizing everybody.


“Like that’s going to happen. You two are going to continue to sit here and do your job – control the cameras.”


“That is hardly what our job is,” Q informed while rolling his eyes. “We are supposed to be down there taking care of the boys – guarding the cameras was simply a favor to them. We are bodyguards, Sean.” Sean snorted.


“Obviously not very good ones then huh?” Q glanced over at a pissed off Marcus who looks as though he could break the cuffs with his bare hands and then strangle Sean with them at this point. He watched as his friend glanced toward Ashley down below with a tortured look in his eyes.


“You don’t know Marcus,” Was all Q said. “He’s only human, he makes mistakes but he is the best security guard there ever was. You can’t keep him down for long especially when it comes to Ashley. He’ll wipe that cocky look off your face soon enough.” Sean rolled his eyes and then turned his attention back on the cameras and searched for Trevor like he’d originally planned to do when he went in there. While his back was turned Marcus’s eyes fell on the stun guns that Sean and Trevor had used to take him and Q down. If only he could just reach them…He made eye contact with Q then who had seen what he was looking at and he gave him a look that clearly said wait until he’s out of the room.


Meanwhile, Seamus walked casually through the halls toward the direction that he knows the playground is in and when he was finally at the half way point he noticed a figure hiding in the dark shadows where it would be impossible for the cameras to detect him at. He gave the man a discrete look and the man gave a short nod toward the bathroom nearby. Seamus walked casually in that direction, noticed the bathroom door ajar and water on the floor. He gave a startled look as if he were surprised to see this – an act for Sean of course and he ventured on into the bathroom in a wary-like way as if he didn’t know what to expect. Once inside he discovered Trevor lying face down on the flooded bathroom floor with his shirt pulled up over his head and on his back his attacker had taken a razor blade and carved Friend of Thief on it just like someone had done to his dead friend Thomas O’Ryan so many years ago. Seamus made an audible gasp.


“Trevor!” he exclaimed in mock surprise. “Trevor, Trevor, Trevor are you all right? Talk to me man,” He said rushing over to him and he gently turned him over onto his back causing the injured man to moan painfully. Seamus took in his condition then and saw that his lip was beginning to swell, he’s going to have a pretty black eye soon enough and his nose was currently bleeding but otherwise he was very much conscious. “Who did this to you?”


“…Don’t….know. Woul-couldn’t see…” Trevor stuttered weakly. “Want...S-S-ean.”


“Come on, I will take you to him. Sean is going to flip out…” Seamus replied while lifting Trevor up so that he was hanging over his shoulder and he began to carry him out of the bathroom. He walked through the dark hall until he reached Trevor’s once secret entrance way into the auditorium. He went inside just on time to see Sean come running down from the control room having had seen him coming in with his Trevor.


“TREVOR? TREVOR?”


“Sean,” Trevor choked out weakly and when an anxious Sean reached Seamus half way, Seamus laid Trevor on the stage floor before backing up and Sean dropped to his knees beside him, took one look at Trevor’s back, and his face instantly distorted into anguish and heartache.


“Fuck…Baby what did they do to you?” he whispered and he pulled Trevor into his arms so that he was lying partially in his lap. Trevor slid his arms around his waist and rested his head against his shoulder and Sean hugged him close to him protectively while placing a number of kisses over his battered face.


“I’m okay Sean, I’m going to be okay” Trevor reassured.


“I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…I never should’ve let you go without me. I never should’ve let you out of my sight.” Trevor let out a weak laugh.


“I never thought I would see the day where Sean Ellerbee is sorry for something.”


“Who did this to you? Whoever it was I’m going to cut their fucking dick off or something…I’m going to kill them.”


“I don’t know they did a really good job at not letting me see.” Sean looked to Seamus then with a sharp look in his eyes and Seamus cowered back somewhat.


“Don’t look at me it wasn’t me. You took my only weapon away remember? I only did what you asked and went and got him for you.”


“Maybe so but don’t you think it’s kind of odd that you were the one who suggested that maybe something happened to him after he text messaged me?” Sean snapped accusingly. “How could you have known?”


“I didn’t, it was just a guess” Seamus shrugged. Sean kissed Trevor’s forehead softly, gently lay him down and he got up and stormed over to Seamus. He grabbed a handful of his shirt and slammed him hard up against the wall.


“Did you run into anybody on your way there?”


“No, I didn’t! I swear!” Sean looked into his eyes for a few seconds and then smacked him hard upside the head.


“You are lying to me! Who did you see?”


“Nobody!” Sean punched him in the jaw making Seamus cry out.


“You BETTER fucking tell me Seamus or you are going to meet the same fate as your friend over there! If you don’t give me a name so help me I’ll kill you instead!”


“I DON’T KNOW! IT WAS TOO DARK I COULDN’T SEE!” Sean grabbed him by the hair then and dragged him off the stage and over to a chair. He shoved him into it before pulling out a pocket knife.


“All right, fine. We can do this the hard way if we must,” he said and then grabbed his hand, opened it up, and placed his knife at one of his fingers.


“Who was it Seamus? Who hurt Trevor?”


“I. Don’t. Know!” Seamus insisted and Nick gently pressed Ashley’s face in his shoulder just as Seamus cried out in sheer pain. Ashley welcomed the protective gesture gratefully as she’s seen Sean torture people far too many times in her young life and does not want to see it again. She is just thankful that it isn’t her – at the moment.


“Seamus, you know he can tell when you are lying so why don’t you just give him what he wants?” Trevor spoke up from the floor after Sean had sliced off a second finger. “Do you want to lose all of your fingers? You’ll be lucky if he doesn’t decide to kill you afterwards.”


“No that’s not true” Sean shook his head. “I am just getting started. I can go for some toes too if I must. By the time I am through he will be begging me to kill him.”


~*~*~*~*~


“Not that I am complaining or anything…but what do you think the motive was behind him letting all of these people go?” Detective Stabler asked suspiciously as he stood there watching every single person that was set free get questioned and looked over by paramedics. “It was very generous of him…too generous for Sean, if you ask me.”


“He wanted them out of his way,” Detective Benson answered before Detective Tutuola could and they looked at her as she joined them. “One of the hostages just told me so. He was overwhelmed by the amount of people there was because they were outnumbered.” Detective Stabler turned to face the building and he stared at it for a moment and shook his head.


“I need to go in there and get Ellie out.”


“And the rest of the kids too,” Detective Benson reminded him casually. “I’m sure Kota is freaking out right now…and little Sarah…everyone knows how fragile she can get sometimes.” Detective Stabler nodded.


“And poor Bella,” He agreed softly. “If we lose Ashley tonight part of those girls are going to die along with her.” Detective Benson looked warily over at Captain Craigen then upon hearing her partner’s words.


“You need to be careful Elliot. Talking like that is going to get you kicked off of this case.”


“I was merely stating a fact.”


“You had emotion in your voice while stating that fact and you don’t fool anybody. Everybody knows you love Ashley.”


“And you don’t?”


“You know I do, but I’m not going to let it get me kicked off the case.”


“He can try,” was all Detective Stabler said.


“We aren’t going to lose her El, we just need to focus.” She then grabbed the blue prints of the building from him and she turned and looked toward the hostages that were let go. “Jennifer come here please.” Jennifer looked toward her upon hearing her name and then walked over to the Detectives as she held a blanket over her head in attempt to shelter herself from the rain.


“What’s going on?” she asked curiously and Detective Stabler noted her bloodshot eyes. She’s been crying and he isn’t at all surprised. The information about her and Jaime had just begun to spread before this big huge mess even started and he had managed to catch wind of it when it did. Detective Benson however who had been the one to question her when she was set free discovered that Jaime had forced her to get out of there despite the fact that she wanted to stay with him. She begged him to go with her but she already knew that it was no use. There was no way she was going to get him to leave his sisters and she isn’t selfish enough to really try. He had been very forceful with her about it which Detective Benson can completely understand considering the circumstances.


“Can you tell me what secret entrance it is that Trevor is using? It’s not on here so we’re going to need to know exactly where it is.”


“It’s right there,” Jennifer answered while pointing to an area on the map. “It leads to the catwalk inside the auditorium.”


“How did they get into the building undetected? Did they say?”


“No, he never mentioned how but he sure does think he’s something special because he did. I suspect they simply got in sometime after the point security turned the cameras off – or when they were busy trying to hurricane proof our building.


“Yeah, but no matter how busy everybody was preparing for a hurricane they still couldn’t have just walked right through the front door someone would have seen them. And I know they certainly couldn’t have gone in through the playground either. Security still has that alarm on the basement window right?”


“Yeah it’s still there and works just fine, Kota and Josh proved that not too long ago.”


“We’ll just have to put that mystery on hold for now,” Detective Benson replied. “But right now we need to get into action. I think we should take the playground way into the building – we can what Ellie would say ‘stick to the shadows’ so that the cameras won’t see us and make our way to Brooke’s office so we can safely remove the children and Doctor Johnson.”


“How often is Sean watching the cameras Jen?” Detective Stabler questioned.


“He has them up in the control room and he spends more time out in the auditorium terrorizing his hostages. He has Marcus and Q up there handcuffed to desks and I think he sort of told them they were to watch them – not that they would tell him if anything is going on.”


“Marcus and Q…that might come in handy,” Detective Tutuola spoke up while coming up and joining them.


“Oh?” Detective Stabler replied while looking at him with an arched eyebrow.


“Yeah…if the kids can create a diversion we certainly could too. We might be able to get them to make sure Sean doesn’t see us entering.”


“How are we going to pull that off?”


“Well we have his number now…someone could call him on the phone and keep him distracted and then we could make a sign telling Marcus and Q exactly what we’re going to do and hold it up to one of the cameras so they will see.”


“In code though, just in case” Detective Benson put in. “If he figures out we’re going in for the kids…”


“It might not be a problem actually,” Jennifer interrupted. “From what I’ve witnessed in there he probably wouldn’t object to Ellie getting out of that building.”


“Still we can’t risk it. It would be best if he didn’t know at all that we are able to get into the building just as easily as he can.”


“Jen I think you should let the paramedics take you to Banner Health,” Detective Tutuola insisted as he noticed her skin was turning slightly pink from the cold. “You’ve been very helpful…go get warm.”


“What if you need to know something else though?” Jennifer asked while eyeing the building as though she doesn’t want to part from it and the people inside it.


“Detective Munch is there with Aaron and Angel we’ll call him if we do” Detective Benson insisted while wrapping an arm around her shoulders and leading her to one of the ambulances that just arrived for more passengers.


“Angel is okay?” She asked in surprise though she sounds very grateful upon hearing some good news for the first time all night. While Detective Benson was taking care of that, Detective Stabler placed his umbrella over the front hood of his car before drying off part of it and sticking Sean’s notebook on it. He opened it up to an empty page and began to write a message for Marcus and Q trying his very hardest to make it vague enough that Sean wouldn’t understand it but they would.


~*~*~*~*~


Meanwhile, Sean tortured Seamus down to the very last toe and when he finally choked out the name “Damien,” he placed his gun to his forehead and shot him instantly causing him to go limp in the chair. Kori snuggled deeper into Scott upon hearing the name Seamus had revealed and Scott enveloped her in his arms protectively.


“FUCK!” Sean shouted and he felt arms wrap around him. Knowing that they’re Trevor’s he turned to face him. “Who the hell let Damien in this building?!” he demanded and Trevor looked into his eyes and noticed his own emotions mirrored in them. Damien had been the bastard who murdered Thomas and his wife.


“I suppose I know what’s been carved into my back then…” Trevor muttered.


“Who?” Was all Sean could say.


“I don’t know baby it certainly wasn’t me. Ben must’ve unknowingly done it…or someone working for him, I don’t know.” Sean shook his head and pulled his phone from his pocket and Trevor watched as he flipped it open. He’d been just about to dial a number when the phone rang. Arching his eyebrow he hit talk and placed it to his ear.


Meanwhile in the control room Marcus was sitting there gazing out the opened door watching Ashley protectively and Q was sitting there watching the cameras. After a few moments of silence Marcus felt him quickly grab his arm and he looked at him curiously. Q motioned toward the cameras and when Marcus looked to see what he was so anxious about, he saw someone holding a paper torn from a notebook up to the outside cameras.


Operation: Rescue The Turtles. Keep us in the shadows.


“How do they know we’re in here watching the cameras?” Marcus asked somewhat amused and Q shrugged.


“One of the Orphanage caregivers that was in here must’ve tipped him off.”


“It would help if we knew how they were getting in.”


“The only logical way that wont tip them off,” Q replied and he reached up with his one free arm and casually hit buttons causing every single camera in the playground hallway to point directly down the middle and away from the shadowed walls.


“God…I hope they make it through there safely with those kids. If they run into this Damien guy on their way in or out…” Marcus trailed off worriedly and Q reached over and placed a reassuring hand on his friend’s shoulder.


“Don’t even think it Marcus…they’re going to make it. Let’s just concentrate on keeping them out of view of the cameras so that Sean doesn’t see them and we need to think of our own escape route.” Marcus nodded and while Q kept watch on the cameras, Marcus turned his attention to the other room and watched Sean just in case he should decide to ‘grace’ them with his presence.

Chapter End Notes:

~Lenni~