Summary: AU of August. What if Carter was too focused on rescuing Gloria and Jaimie ends up paying the price. This is defiantly rated M for a reason.
Warning: Contains rape
Disclaimer: I own nothing
"They are talking about rape!" Ty's voice continued to raise as he wondered if this was actually registering in Carter's head.
"That is what you are there for," Carter said after a second. His voice gave away little of what he was actually thinking.
"So you are putting this on me?" Ty lost it. He knew what this meant to Carter, how personally he was taking this case, but Jaimie's well being should be taken in to consideration.
"Look, Jaimie will be fine. We will be right outside, following you guys as soons as she is grabbed. We will be in there before they have a chance to do anything. And we will save both of them, okay?" Ty was about to object, but he knew that look. There was no getting through to Carter with that look. He decided to give up on this battle and warn Jaimie what exactly she was getting herself into.
"Hey, Jaimie look, can we talk?" Jaimie motioned him to help zip up her dress. It was beautiful on her, fitting her small body perfectly. He reminded himself he was a married man and he moved over to help her. "Look, there are… these guys, you need to know the risk." His voice was serious as he pulled the zipper up.
"Don't baby me, not you too!" Jaimie started, her voice annoyed, set on proving herself.
"This is different; they are talking about more than just kidnapping." Ty stopped, unsure on how to approach. Jaimie started before he had a chance to continue.
"They aren't going to kill me, they…" It suddenly hit her what Ty meant. There was hesitation and fear in her eyes. "Oh… umm…" her voice dropped, and he felt her shiver slightly before collecting herself and become the rookie dead set on proving herself. "Look, I can handle this. And you have my back, right?" She turned to look at him, giving him a reassuring smile.
"Yeah, of course." Ty prayed silently he could keep that promise as he watched her continue to dress. Things had to go as plan, he couldn't leave any of this to chance.
Jaimie sat in the back seat of the car, going over her cover as they drove down the road. She couldn't see out the front of the car, so she kept herself alert, especially when the car slowed down to a stop. She heard Dean talk to someone up front and before she knew it, two hands had a strong grip on her. Resisting the urge to fight back too much, she struggled slightly as she was pulled out onto the road. Before she had a chance to scream a dirty hand was placed over her mouth. In confusion and panic she lost sight of Dean and Ty. She let herself be dragged to the van and then thrown in where another guy waited to restrain her in back.
"Don't try anything," was all he said to her as he showed her his gun with an evil smile. Jaimie saw two guys get into the van, and then heard someone banging on the window. Scanning the van she looked desperately for Ty. Her heart suddenly started to race as she realized he was gone and the van was moving. A single tear left her eyes as she convinced herself Ty would be there when they got out.
"Alright Shortie, move!" One of the guys grabbed her roughly out of the van, pushing her onto the sidewalk in front of a very ordinary warehouse. She moved, trying not to trip in her new heels.
"Take her in back," Dante barked. Jaimie felt the hands holding her tightly pushing her into the warehouse.
"What do you want from me," Jaimie cried, playing the role of the confused kidnapped trophy wife.
"You are gonna make us a whole lotta money sweetie," her captor told her as his thumb rubbed her arm before shoving her to the ground. She shifted quickly, trying to cover herself up in her dress. He chained her hands to the ground and her left her with a smile.
"Who are you?" The voice was broken, sad. Jaimie saw another girl Gloria in the room near her.
"Anna… who are you?"
"Gloria. Were you kidnapped too?" Jaimie nodded, happy to see this woman alive. At least this wasn't all for nothing. "I missed my husband. We don't have any money; I don't know why they choose me." Her voice was whiny, which would usually annoy Jaimie. Instead she just offered a reassuring smile in hopes to calm her down.
"Alright, time to call your hubby," Dante said, throwing her the cell phone. She fumbled to grab it, dialing the memorized number when Dante bent down to her level and roughly grabbed her chin. "Nothing stupid."
The phone barely made it through half a ring before Carter answered it, "Honey, are you okay?"
"Baby, I'm scared!" Before Jaimie could say another word Dante had snatched the phone. Jaimie was relieved that Carter didn't sound worried, meaning they must know something she didn't. They would be here any minute, she just had to protect herself and Gloria till then.
"No, we make the rules! You pay, she is alive, you don't, she's dead. That is all I'm going to promise you." Jaimie's skin crawled as he looked at her, flipping the phone shut with a sick grin.
"Well while you hubby works on the legalistic, how's about you pay rent?" Jaimie's mind flipped, scanning the area for Ty. He was supposed to be there, they all were suppose to be there! Couldn't the horny bastard just wait? Before Jaimie could calm down the goonies had disappeared and Dante was standing over her.
"Get away from me you sick piss," Jaimie hissed causing Dante to laugh as he reached down to grab her chin, forcing her to look at him.
"What a mouth. Don't worry; I'll put it to good use." He leaned down, kissing her roughly. Jaimie focused her eyes to the captive in the other room, thankful she was looking away, trying to give her some dignity. As Dante pushed her away, he quickly moved to his pants causing Jaimie to lose it.
"Please don't, please don't!" Tears streamed down her face as she tried to fight back, tried to break the chains to get away from him. Fear passed through Jaimie like she never knew was possible. Her heart all but stopped as she pulled alway, trying anything to save herself. "Please, please, I'll pay you whatever you want, just…" Jaimie choked one her words as she begged shamelessly.
"Honey, I'm getting enough from your husband, it's time you pay for your well being." With that he completely exposed himself to her. "Now suck it. Bite me and I'll let my men on you too." Jaimie flinched as he grabbed her head and forced himself into her mouth.
When he finally finished he gave her a smile. "Good thing they teach you well in those private schools. Don't worry, I'll be back for the real thing later."
Jaimie's body completely gave up, curling into a small ball. She wanted to drink just about anything to get the taste out. Completely blocking out the outside world she didn't hear the other girl ask her if she was alright. Instead she let herself silently cry, embarrassed of her actions. Her sad mood turned to pure anger as she played over and over in her mind what she was going to do to this bastard as soon as she got free. One thing was sure, her team was not going to know.