Stand-Off

*Olivia's POV

I found it really hard to get new clothes for everyone they're skimpy and don't cover a lot. That's just how this lifestyle is, Olivia. Don't worry too much.

"Okay, ladies! Madam Serena has to tell us something, so shut up!", Victoria yells over their talking.

"Tonight, I'm hosting a party. Look your best, got it? Do not, under any circumstances, drink or participate in drugs. I don't feel like dealing with that.", Bradley shoots a look at me. "Bailey, you also need to be there."

"I thought..mom-", she starts to protest.

"I will have someone stay with Aaron, don't worry.", I don't really want to do that. I also don't like the idea of having Bradley there. Its not even Alex that I'm worried about, its Bradley.

"But-"

"Start getting yourselves ready, I'll do the same.", Aaron starts getting fussy, so I pat his bottom and softly sing to him under my breath as I make my way upstairs followed by a very angry Bradley. When we reach the bedroom, she slams the door shut. "That's uncalled for.", I try staying calm, not wanting to upset the baby.

"So, what? You're pimping me out now? Is that how this goes? You're trying to get rid of me?", is she crazy?

"Bradley, what are you talking about? I would never do that!"

"Really? For someone who has literally spent her entire life saving girls, putting these bastards behind-", I cut her off, in fear that someone may hear, but also because I can't stand it when she swears. I don't like that at all.

"Stop."

"Why?!", she snaps.

"Why, what?", I bounce on my feet, rocking the baby in my arms.

"This! Were you lying the whole time?! Did you ever really want me? Love me?", that's what this is about? I can't imagine what may be going through her head right now. I honestly don't think I want to know. I rest Alex on my shoulder and rub his back.

"Bradley, that's crazy! You know I love you and I would NEVER do that to you or let anyone do that to you.", I wrap an arm around her as she wraps both of hers around my stomach, resting her head on my chest. "You and your brother are the best things that have ever happened to your dad and I."

"I'm sorry, I just don't wanna end up like them.", holding two crying children in your arms is an odd mixture of feeling broken because you know that they're hurting, or just cranky in Alex's case, and feeling an overwhelming sense of joy. Joy that they need you. Feeling needed is just..amazing. "I'm just really happy with you and dad and I do-"

"Baby, listen to me. I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you. We all have to go, okay?", she nods her head and pulls away from the hug. "Daddy told me that we might get to come home really soon."

"He did?"

"Yeah.", I rub her cheek with my thumb to wipe a tear away. "When we left, they got a hit on whoever is in charge. Tonight, if we give them the information they need, this will all be over."

"Lieutenant Benson.", Victoria comes from the hallway, entering the room. "You're a cop.", Bradley and I look at each other in panic.

"I don't know what-"

"Save it. I heard you and that man talking.", she pulls a gun out and raises it. I slowly hand Alex to Bradley.

"Victoria..you don't need to do this, okay?"

"YOU'RE THE REASON I'M HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE.", Alex starts crying. "IF YOU HADN'T ARRESTED MY UNCLE-"

"Who? Who's your uncle?"

"Don't act like you don't remember. Three girls, one room, eight weeks. Memorial day weekend, 2014.", now I remember. This man held thee of his nieces in his basement for eight weeks. He pimped them out and sold them before we could arrest him. When she lowers the gun so she can wipe her nose with her sleeve, I pull out my gun, making it clear that wouldn't end well. "You lied to me, Bailey-Bradley-whoever you are!"

"I didn't lie to you. I just couldn't tell you the whole truth."

"SAME THING."

"Victoria..put..your gun..down.", I tell her.

"No..no, its too late.", she cries. "Its too fucking late!"

"Tori, don't do this.", Bradley pleads.

"Shut up!", I never imagined I'd be in a stand-off with my two kids standing in the middle. Bradley holds her brother tight to her chest, sobbing into his blanket.

"If you put the gun down, no one gets hurt here."

"Stop lying! You're just going to throw me in jail, I know it, so just stop!", in al the commotion, the yelling, screaming, the crying, Victoria had re-directed her gun..to the back of Bradley's skull.

"Tori..please don't.", Bradley..begging for her life. I made a huge mistake. I should've never agreed to this. Never.

"One move and you're dead.", I angrily spat. "Is this worth it?", she tightens her grip on the trigger.

BANG.

One shot.

BANG.

Two shots.

BANG.

Three shots.

BANG.

One unintended shot. One that wasn't fired from my gun.

"Ahh!", a scream fills the room as she collapses, bringing the baby with her.

"BRADLEY!"

A/N

Don't hate me, guys.