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GL - Movie Night - Part 1


Title: Movie Night
Author: critic2000
Pairing: Olivia/Natalia
Rating: PG-13 to start, for violence (non-sexual) and language.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the Guiding Light characters, they belong to CBS and Proctor and Gamble.
Summary: This is set in the spring of 2009. I’ve taking some liberties with the storyline, mainly Natalia never slept with Frank, hence no engagement etc. So our girls have been just continuing forward raising Emma and getting closer to each other though they are still technically just friends, but that may change… This is a hurt/comfort story so they are headed on a rough ride.
Author’s Note: This is my first fan fiction so please be gentle. This would not have been possible if not for the persistent nudging and awesome editing of my beta/great friend croftlara. Comments are welcome.

Movie Night

Chapter 1

“Mommy can we watch ‘Spy Kids’ again tonight?” Emma loved movie night with her two mommies, it was her most favourite night of the week. The three of them cuddling together under one blanket on the couch, munching on popcorn and taking in the latest and not so latest in the world of children’s movies. Sometimes they laughed, sometimes they cried, and more often than not they fell asleep before the movie came to a close. 

With a smile on the outside and a wince on the inside at the thought of watching that movie yet again Olivia said, “Baby, why don’t you go put the movie in the blue ray player, put on your jammies and brush your teeth, Natalia and I will be in once we finish the dishes.”

Turning to her dishwashing partner/assistant/BFF, Natalia, with an eye roll, Natalia covered her face and shook her head. 

“I don’t know what it is about that movie… how many times have we watched it now? Four?”

Natalia smiled as she finished washing the last of the dishes, “better get our jammies on too, I have a feeling we’re not going to make it through this one.”

Taking her cue, Olivia went upstairs to change knowing Natalia would soon follow then they’d meet back up at the couch. Olivia would carry in the popcorn as Emma got comfortable in the middle, remote control in hand, and Natalia would bound down the stairs in her flannel pajamas just as the warning came on screen.

This routine was something that they could count on. Friday night was movie night…it was family night. Rarely did it come with surprises. Never had it come with the nightmare that befell them on this family night.

About an hour in to their well watched, ‘Spy Kids’ disk, Olivia and Natalia were on the verge of dozing while Emma was asleep already.

Suddenly, without warning the door burst open. Olivia and Natalia collectively startled awake at the offending noise. Natalia barely had time to register that two men had entered the farmhouse, before she heard Emma’s frightened scream when her mother awakened her by roughly pulled her into a shielding embrace. The larger of the two men appeared to be assisting his smaller counterpart, who had blood soaking his white t-shirt down to his jeans on his right side; they each carried a gun and wore panicked expressions.

“Get down on the floor!” Pointing his weapon at the little family now huddled together on the couch, blanket still across their laps as though it were a shield, the larger dark haired man yelled as he desperately tried to hold onto his friend, finally relinquishing him as he collapsed to the floor. 

Gun spun toward Olivia the man asked, “Is there anybody else here?”

Olivia shook her head no as she stared down the gun pointed directly at her.

While this little family was cuddling together watching a movie, the local grocery store was being robbed by the two gun-toting men. When the clerk didn’t open the cash drawer fast enough one of those men shot her… in the face… she was dead before she hit the floor.   Truthfully, he hadn’t meant to shoot her but accident or not, things had just gotten more complicated than they’d expected. 

They certainly hadn’t factored that into their little plan of ripping off the local shop on their way through town. They also hadn’t expected that the old man standing in the toilet paper aisle of the grocery store would pull out a gun and shoot one of the men in his side as they ran from the store with the hundred and fifty-seven dollars they ‘earned’ for their troubles. 

They had driven quickly away, looking for a place to hide out and hopefully get help for the injured man while they hid from the local authorities. They took the first turn off the main road and then the second driveway they found. The house looked dark and the driveway itself was long and they figured maybe the police wouldn’t see far enough down it in the dark to see their car. Surely by morning they would be fixed up and it would be a little safer for them to try to get back to the interstate. They just needed to lay low for a few hours and let the dust settle for a bit while they got the bleeding stopped.

No this night was not going as planned. First murder, then getting shot, then finally hostages… They were not equipped for this and that made them dangerous and scared. 

Olivia was always good at sizing up her opponents, whether it be in business or in bed; she seemed to have a way with dealing with people but this, this was different. This was two unpredictable strangers threatening her family.

Olivia shifted so she was in front of both Natalia and Emma, head slightly bowed, hands raised in a gesture of surrender, “What do you want?”

Looking from side to side while moving further in the room the large desperate gunman asked again, “Is there anybody else here? Is it just the three of you?” 

“Yes. Look we’ll give you whatever you want just…”

“Just shut up lady and sit down!”

“Ahhh.” The smaller man cried as he writhed on the floor, drawing his partner to look at him laying on the unforgiving surface in terrible pain. The larger gunman waved his weapon at the frightened family as he backed toward his injured partner, “Move it over to the wall and sit down on the floor.”   When they had moved to sit on the floor against the wall across from the couch, the gunman struggled to help his partner onto the relative comfort of the sofa.

Natalia looked at the man in pain and offered, “Your friend seems to be in a lot of pain, he needs a doctor.”

“Yeah well that’s not going to happen right now, is it?” The gunman had a thought and looked at the scared little girl, hiding behind the one that would have to be her mother.

“Kid, do you know if you have a first aid kit?”

Despite herself, Emma nodded and Olivia and Natalia looked on horrified that he was addressing the frightened child. Olivia tightened her hold on her little girl while the gunman kept his eyes on Emma. “Do you know exactly where it is?”

Olivia lowered her voice and warned, “Leave her out of this.”

But the man ignored her and watched Emma for her response.

“It’s in the bathroom upstairs.”

The man put his gun against the side of Olivia’s head while looking at Emma, “You’ve got two minutes to run your little ass up there and get it and get back down here before I kill your mommy.”

The child gasped, but to her credit didn’t panic. She pulled free of her mother, who still tried to hold onto her, and raced toward the stairs while Natalia clutched Olivia’s shaking arm. Olivia sat completely still, staring through half lidded eyes focused on the stairs while she waited for Emma and really hoping that she would just stay upstairs while she figured out a way to kill these men. Olivia seethed, believing that he had just signed his death warrant for scaring her baby.

Amazingly, Emma pounded down the stairs out of breath but with almost a full minute to spare. She had even thought to bring the bathroom towels with her. She never liked a mess and that hurt man was bleeding everywhere, on the floor and now on the couch that she liked to cuddle on with her two mommies when they watched movies.

The second the child had handed over the items, Natalia grabbed Emma and pulled her to her chest, covering her eyes should the man decide she had not been fast enough.

Fortunately, he was more concerned about his friend at that moment than the angry looking woman in front of him. He held out the kit and towels toward Olivia and said, “Help him.”

Olivia didn’t move. Go to hell.

“Did you hear me lady, I said HELP HIM!”

Olivia weighed her options. She could just follow along and hope that by helping the man, they would be grateful enough to leave them alone but quite frankly she didn’t care if the man lived or died, right now she preferred the latter over the former. That sonofabitch just threatened her life and in doing so possibly scarred her kid for life. So Olivia Spencer sat stock still, daring her opponent to act on her defiance.

He looked confused for a moment but before he could respond, Natalia was up and grabbing the kit and towels from the stunned man and moving toward the smaller blonde man bleeding on her couch.

Olivia watched Natalia’s back as it moved toward the injured man, feeling betrayed, when suddenly the man leaned right into her face, “You’re so fuckin’ lucky right now, if you think I won’t blow your head off in front of your kid and your cute little ‘girlfriend’, you are seriously fuckin’ mistaken. You might want to consider that before you ignore me again.”

As he moved to watch Natalia working on his friend, Olivia cursed the tears she felt in her eyes. Her face was red with pent up anger and she shook slightly, her body’s natural fight or flight instinct at full throttle while the adrenaline of the confrontation coursed through her. Her heart was pounding out of her chest and she prayed it wouldn’t burst from the pressure. Then so desperate to find a distraction that would allow her the upper hand she actually considered for a moment about what kind of distress it would actually take to get that pacemaker beeper she had sitting in her purse upstairs to go off. She couldn’t make the beeper malfunction but she didn’t really think getting to the point of a heart attack would be at all helpful to their situation, so she figured she would put that idea in her mental box marked, ‘desperate measures’ and leave it at that for now.

At the tiny whimpering behind her and with the others occupied for the moment, she turned and grabbed Emma, pulling her into her lap. She rocked her baby and kissed her on the top of her head, then whispered that she loved her and everything would be ok. She promised that she would make everything ok.

To be continued...

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