Catch Me If You Can (Sequel to To Find You)

And I'm Locking Up Anyone Who's Every Laid a Finger on Me

Louis was terrified of what he would see once he walked in. He imagined her hooked up to all sorts of machines, skinny as a rail, having trouble breathing. He was shaking when his hand reached for the door handle.

A large man walked over to the door and opened it for him before he could even firmly grasp the knob. Louis looked up in confusion. Why was there man alone in a room with his child?

"Um, excuse me. But, who are you?" Louis asked suspiciously. "And why are you in a room alone with my daughter?"

"I'm the guard, Christopher, Chris for short," he stuck out his hand. " Pleasure to meet you Mr. Walsh. We've been expecting you."

Louis shuddered when he heard the mistake in Chris's introduction. He didn't have the heart to correct him. "Louis," he said softly, trying to peak out around him to see Olivia. "Just call me Louis."

"Well, Louis, come right on in," and he stepped away from the door.

Louis let out a sigh of relief when he saw her.

"Oh my god," he breathed, rushing over to her bedside, " she's okay." Her eyes were closed, faint purple on her eyelids. She was indeed hooked up to machines, but not nearly as many as he had imagined. She was still very skinny, but not like a twig as he had imagined. She wasn't thrashing or crying. She was in peace. And it scared him that she only seemed to look like that when she was asleep.

"I don't know if the receptionist told you this," Chris said quietly, "but you have only one hour. I've already made enough exceptions today, I can't make anymore. I'm sorry."

Louis snapped his head up towards him, rubbing circles onto the back of her hand, unintentionally trying to calm her down even though she was unconscious. "What do you mean 'exceptions'?"

"Um, she was really argumentative this morning when one of the visitors came in, a young boy with light brown hair and blue eyes, and told him to leave as soon as he stepped in. But later, when her boyfriend showed up, she calmed down a lot and became a lot quieter. She's completely different around him. And so, I thought, in a strange way of rewarding her, that it would be okay if he helped her take her first shower of her stay," Louis glared at him. "Sir," he added in just to be safe.

"You let him see her naked?" he asked dumbly. "You seriously let my best friend, her boyfriend, see her naked? She's sixteen."

"I know sir, but if you just hear me out-"

"Just forget it," Louis's nose flared and he rubbed his temples. "Just...don't let it happen again."

"I told her that if she didn't feel comfortable to just let me know," Chris quickly corrected. "He seemed pretty distraught and she was pissed off that they wouldn't let her have a shower. "

"Why wouldn't they let her bathe?"

"They didn't trust her without the restraints, sir. "