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A/N: This (in case you haven't seen it) is the summary of the episode: "Sylvia" on which this story is based- only in my story Sylvia doesn't die:
On her way home one-day Albert's classmate, Sylvia Webb is raped by a masked man. When her father learns what happened he becomes overly protective and makes her keep it a secret. Albert falls in love with her, and although her father forbids it, she finds ways to meet him after school. But trouble arouses when Albert finds out that Sylvia is pregnant and the whole town, including Sylvia's father, thinks he's the father. Soon after, Albert learns the truth and promises to marry and take care of Sylvia.
Sylvia decides to run away when she learns her father plans to take her away from Walnut Grove. Albert finds her and promises to go with her. On his way into the town Albert tells Mr. Hartwig (not knowing he is the rapist), where Sylvia is. The rapist finds Sylvia but is shot before he can hurt her, although indirectly he causes her to fall from a ladder on which she was trying to escape.
At the hospital Sylvia is fatally wounded but before she dies, Albert promises to marry her and take care of her.
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Sylvia closed her eyes, a slight smile on her lips. I started to get up so she could rest, but a small hand grabbed my arm.
"Don't leave me Albert," Sylvia said softly.
I forced a smile and sat back down beside her, taking her hand. "I won't."
She leaned back on the bed and soon I heard her steady breathing, signaling she was asleep. Taking all the comfort I could from the reassuring warmth of her hand, I thanked God she was all right. Guilt washed over me as I looked at her lying so still. It was all my fault! If only I hadn't told Mr. Hartwig where she was. The very thought of the two- faced bastard made my blood boil and my fists clench, but what good were those? I didn't even have a chance when I hurled myself at him- he threw me aside like a rag doll! If Pa and Mr. Webb hadn't shown up when they had. I turned my head away feeling sick.
"Albert?" Pa's voice and quiet knock jarred me out of my thoughts. I gently let go of Sylvia's hand and went to open the door.
"Yes Pa?" I asked looking up at him.
"How is she?"
"Fine, I think. She's sleeping now."
"Dr. Baker wants to take a look at her. Do you want to come on home now?"
I looked back at Sylvia and shook my head.
"No Pa, I 'm going to stay here tonight."
Pa looked as if he wanted to argue, but instead he gripped my shoulder tightly with his hand and walked out.
Doc walked in quietly and observed Sylvia for a few minutes.
"Is she going to be alright?" I asked interrupting the silence.
He shook his head. "She has a broken leg, and a few bruises but other than that she'll be fine physically. Mentally I don't..." his voice trailed off.
He sighed and spoke again. "She's been through a lot Albert. It's going to be a long time before she can even start to put this behind her. Sylvia's is going to need a lot of help and support now."
"I'll be there for her," I replied. No matter what, I was never let anything or anyone hurt her again.
Doc Baker smiled slightly. "I'm sure you will Albert."
As he turned to go, I drew up a chair next to the bed. Taking her hand I leaned back in the chair and welcomed a release from the ever- darkening day.
A/N: This (in case you haven't seen it) is the summary of the episode: "Sylvia" on which this story is based- only in my story Sylvia doesn't die:
On her way home one-day Albert's classmate, Sylvia Webb is raped by a masked man. When her father learns what happened he becomes overly protective and makes her keep it a secret. Albert falls in love with her, and although her father forbids it, she finds ways to meet him after school. But trouble arouses when Albert finds out that Sylvia is pregnant and the whole town, including Sylvia's father, thinks he's the father. Soon after, Albert learns the truth and promises to marry and take care of Sylvia.
Sylvia decides to run away when she learns her father plans to take her away from Walnut Grove. Albert finds her and promises to go with her. On his way into the town Albert tells Mr. Hartwig (not knowing he is the rapist), where Sylvia is. The rapist finds Sylvia but is shot before he can hurt her, although indirectly he causes her to fall from a ladder on which she was trying to escape.
At the hospital Sylvia is fatally wounded but before she dies, Albert promises to marry her and take care of her.
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Sylvia closed her eyes, a slight smile on her lips. I started to get up so she could rest, but a small hand grabbed my arm.
"Don't leave me Albert," Sylvia said softly.
I forced a smile and sat back down beside her, taking her hand. "I won't."
She leaned back on the bed and soon I heard her steady breathing, signaling she was asleep. Taking all the comfort I could from the reassuring warmth of her hand, I thanked God she was all right. Guilt washed over me as I looked at her lying so still. It was all my fault! If only I hadn't told Mr. Hartwig where she was. The very thought of the two- faced bastard made my blood boil and my fists clench, but what good were those? I didn't even have a chance when I hurled myself at him- he threw me aside like a rag doll! If Pa and Mr. Webb hadn't shown up when they had. I turned my head away feeling sick.
"Albert?" Pa's voice and quiet knock jarred me out of my thoughts. I gently let go of Sylvia's hand and went to open the door.
"Yes Pa?" I asked looking up at him.
"How is she?"
"Fine, I think. She's sleeping now."
"Dr. Baker wants to take a look at her. Do you want to come on home now?"
I looked back at Sylvia and shook my head.
"No Pa, I 'm going to stay here tonight."
Pa looked as if he wanted to argue, but instead he gripped my shoulder tightly with his hand and walked out.
Doc walked in quietly and observed Sylvia for a few minutes.
"Is she going to be alright?" I asked interrupting the silence.
He shook his head. "She has a broken leg, and a few bruises but other than that she'll be fine physically. Mentally I don't..." his voice trailed off.
He sighed and spoke again. "She's been through a lot Albert. It's going to be a long time before she can even start to put this behind her. Sylvia's is going to need a lot of help and support now."
"I'll be there for her," I replied. No matter what, I was never let anything or anyone hurt her again.
Doc Baker smiled slightly. "I'm sure you will Albert."
As he turned to go, I drew up a chair next to the bed. Taking her hand I leaned back in the chair and welcomed a release from the ever- darkening day.