My Name is Sara Sidle

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI but I do own anyone you don't recognize.

Told from Sara's POV

Chapter One: Support

"My name is Sara Sidle, and as a result of my rape I'm now five months pregnant".

I'm at my rape support group with seven other women. I'm seventeen years old. I'm in college at Harvard. I'm five months pregnant. And now my overprotective brother made me move back in with him. Five months ago I was walking to my car after a late night of studying at the library. My professor stopped me so he could have a word with me. He was my math professor. I trusted him. He walked up to me and pulled out my math test we'd taken earlier that day. I could smell alcohol on his breath. Finally after several minutes of feeding me useless crap I said I had to go. I began to walk away. I felt someone forcefully grab my arm. I screamed and he covered my mouth. He dragged me to his car and raped me for thirty minutes. It was the most painful thing that had ever happened to me. I begged him to please stop. When he was done he ejaculated into me. He zipped up his pants. I was crying, he told me to shut up. He pushed me out of his car and said if I ever told anyone he would kill me. He sped away leaving me crying on the cold, hard, concrete. I pushed myself up and drove to a hospital to get a rape kit. My brother was called; he was worried for me and pissed off at Peter Honz my math teacher. My brother's name is Fabian. When our father was killed by our mother and we were put into separate foster home's he always managed to stay in touch with me. We loved each other. But he managed to get mixed up with the wrong crowd. If the Socs and the Greasers were still around they would probably be classified as greasers. They weren't murders or drug dealers, but they defiantly got a rap. They were a group size around thirty people. They all treated me like a sister. They were a decent mix of men and women, all around Fabians age, which is twenty two. Fabian got involved with the wrong girl one time, got her pregnant. Now he's a single father. His daughters name is Katie. Katie is probably the best thing that ever happened to him. He grew up a lot after he had her. She's adorable, nine months old. I love her she's my only niece, she calls me mama. I told her to call me Aunt Sara, but she's too little to understand.

"I knew him… it hurts to have someone you know do that to you" a woman sniffled through her story. I hold back my tears. I know hoe she feels. I trusted Mr. Honz, and he just took it what I had away from me. I felt like I was doing well. I was in school, getting straight A's, I had a job, I had Fabian and Katie, and the rest of the crew if I ever needed to talk. Which I needed to do a lot more since I found out I was pregnant. When my brother and his crew found out that I was raped, they tracked down Peter before the police even had time to get in there car. They beat him shitless, almost killed him if the police hadn't gotten there. He barely made it to the hospital. I'm glad they did that for me.

"My name is Farrah and as a result of my rape I'm also pregnant" she was sitting next to me and shyly smiled, I smiled back. We share each others pain, she looks further along than me. I want to cry.

"Ok so we all know each other now?" the group leader asked a little too cheery for rape support group. I close my eyes and wish this was over. We discuss what were going to in support group for the next hour. We were finally dismissed and I hoisted myself up. I was walking out the door when someone grabbed my arm. I screamed as loud as I possibly could. Peter grabbed me on my arm before he ruined me. The assailant immediately let go.

"Oh Sara I'm so sorry!" Farrah said

My breathing slowed to normal. "It's fine, what do you want?" I asked a little rudely.

"I'm really sorry, I just…" she said panicking a little.

"It's fine"

"Well I was wondering… you wanna go out to get something to eat? Or hang out? Or something, I got my car out front, we can go, my treat." She smiled.

I smiled back. She was just trying to be friendly. I wasn't really good with people outside of Fabian, Katie and the crew. But I was going to try and get to know her. It might be good for me for to hang out with someone who knows what I'm going through. The crew and Fabian try to understand but they just can't.

"Um, sure but my brother must be outside waiting, I'm going to go tell him I'll be with you, you should come he always wants to know who I'm hanging out with or where I'm going."

"He's overprotective huh?" Farrah smiled

"In a good way"

We walked in silence outside and spotted my brothers black car right away.

"Come on" I said

We walked towards his car, I knocked on the window. He looked at me, smiled and rolled the window down.

'Hey Sara you gonna get in?" then he spotted Farrah, "Who's your friend?"

"Um Fabian this is Farrah, I met her today in group"

"Oh, does she need a ride home or somethin'?"

"No, I'm going to go out to eat with her, we, uh, have a lot in common"

Fabian looked at her pregnant belly. "Oh well just give me a ring when you need to be picked up, alright? I'll be with the guys"

I nodded and leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. "Bye Fabian"

"Bye Sar," he said skeptically

"I'll be okay Fabian" he nodded and drove away.

I got into Farrah's car and we drove away to a little restaurant, where Jasmine (one of the crew members) took me out when we first found out I was pregnant.

"This place is nice" I said

"It is" she smiled

We were seated at a booth, and we both laughed when neither of us could squeeze our bellies into them. We were seated at a table with cushioned chairs. After we got done looking for what we wanted we set our menus down. Farrah was the first to speak.

"So we've got a lot in common"

I nodded.

"Who did this to you?" she asked

Tears sprang to my eyes "My math teacher"

"I'm sorry"

"It's fine. What about you?"

"My brother"

I could never imagine Fabian doing that to me.

"That's horrible"

She nodded "How far along are you?"

"Five months, what about you?"

"Seven months"

I nodded again.

"Do you have a support system?"

I had to smile at that "The best one around"

"Your parents?"

"No my father is dead and my mother is in jail"

"That doesn't sound good"

"It's exactly what you think"

"Well then who is your support system?"

I smiled again "My brother, his daughter Katie, and my brothers "crew" there really protective of me"

She smiled shyly "That's nice"

"Who's your support system?"

"No one"

"Not even your parents?"

"They hate me, my brother is in jail for a crime he committed, but they believe he didn't"

"That's horrible"

"It is"

One hour later

"Fabian, I'm ready to get picked up"

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