Name: Olivia Caldwell<br/>Location: Kitchen<br/>Approximate Time: 8:06 am<br/>Tagging/Mentioned: Derek, Cal, Irina, Sam, Baxter<br/>Wearing: White sweater and a pair of jeans<br/><br/>It had all happened so fast, things went to hell in a single moment. Baxter went to the door and answered it, speaking to a male that made Olivia quite curious as she worked on at the stove. The moment that male walked in Oliva realized that this was the end to their peaceful life. “Baxter? What’s wrong?” Olivia began to speak but then froze the moment she saw the gun pointing male. There were no words as a bead of sweat began to fall. It was then that she realized that the situation was dire for her, but as a mother her mind was just focused on her children. Baxter may not have gotten away, but she hoped that Sam and Irina could get away, but her mind was just hoping to send a signal to the girls.<br/><br/>Olivia narrowed her eyes as she saw the situation. Freaking out wasn’t going to help and dark memories of her past began to return. The first thing she thought of when she saw the gun was to rush over and try and take it, after all she was much stronger than she looked, but Baxter was before her and from her distance it was clear that her son would be shot if she tried anything. Begrudgingly she did as she was told and began tying her son’s hands with the zip ties she was given. It was an unideal situation, but Oliva knew that they would be dead if they didn’t comply. All the while she gritted her teeth, her mind desperately trying to think of something.<br/><br/>It was a slow pace, trying her best to stall for time, but immediately she was knocked aside and it was clear there were accomplices, making this far more difficult. Sam and Irina were caught, the rage building inside of her, but she couldn’t let it explode, it would jeopardize her family’s life. She would do whatever she could to keep them alive, even if she would die. Her mind was contantly trying to calm itself but seeing Sam like that just drove her wild mentally. In her chair tied and bound there was nothing she could do. Out of the entire family she knew the giant house like the back of her hand, but it would mean getting out of her binds to use that knowledge.<br/><br/>Time away made her able to calm herself a bit. She let out a soft sigh, but she clenched her hands tightly and firmly. “...What is it that you all want?” Olivia called out. “Leave my children out of this. Take whatever you want, I will do whatever you want willingly and the police will never know about this...just please leave my children out of this...” Olivia said as calm as she could be. She was deathly afraid, her heart beating fast and fierce, but she remained strong, not for her but her children. It was perhaps a worthless endeavour, but it was the only thing she could do at the moment.