Sorry about the long wait guys, this chapter took me forever to write and I ended up having to do it on my phone as the computer broke so I'm sorry if this is a bad chapter or if there are any mistakes I have tried my best to get rid of most of the spelling errors. I hope you guys enjoy, please leave a review and let me know what you guys think.

Iain was sat in the cubicle still, looking at his newly bandaged hand. Zoe had given him stitches and removed the glass from the cuts, he refused the pain relief that she offered. He needed to be alert, he wanted to be awake and alert for Rita.

The curtain then opened and in walked Dixie with two police officers. Crap, he broke the mirror and technically that was criminal damage. Dixie wouldn't have snitched to the police surely? Millions of thoughts ran through his head,

"Dixie I'm sorry, I'll pay for the mirror and..."

"No Iain.. They're here for what happened with Rita" Dixie cut him off, she could see Iain's face drop. He felt physically sick.

"Hello Mr Dean, I'm Detective Newman, and this is my Colleague officer Hastings. I need to ask you some questions and take a statement about what happened at 98 Hilltop lane today. Is that okay?" She said calmly, she was wearing a suit whilst the other was in a uniform. Iain swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat, he was going to have to tell them sooner or later, he wanted them to find who was responsible. Mark.

"Uhm.. Yeah"

"Can you please tell me what happened?" She pulled a pen and notebook out of her pocket and then looked at Iain.

"I uhm.. I went to Rita's house, she phoned in sick I wanted to see if she was okay" Iain looked at the ground, every time he closed his eyes he saw Rita lying on the ground. Dixie moved herself and sat next to Iain, taking hold of his hand that was okay, she could see that he was finding this difficult.

"And what is your relationship to Miss Freeman?"

"I'm her boyfriend, when I went around she didn't answer the door. I thought she was sleeping so I left. About an hour later she phoned me"

"Did she say anything?"

"Not much, she was crying. Said she needed help then the phone line went dead, I went round there as quickly as possible. Again, when I knocked the door she didn't reply so I broke the door open" Tears begun to roll down Iain's cheek, he couldn't believe all of this was happening. He took some deep breaths, he wasn't sure he could continue.

"It's okay Mr Dean, you're doing really well" The detective prompted, it was a few moments before Iain replied.

"I went upstairs, she was just lying there on the floor unconscious. She was surrounded with blood and sick, her top had been ripped open. She was naked from the waist down, covered in bruises" Thinking back he felt physically sick, seeing Rita in that way made his stomach churn and his blood boil, he wanted to kill Mark for doing this to her.

"What did you do?" That question made Iain freeze, he thought back to what he had done. He was a crap paramedic, he couldn't even help his girlfriend. He wasted too much time thinking and looking at her than acting, maybe if he had acted faster she wouldn't have been in such a bad way. He thought of all the things he could have done, he could have inserted a line faster, he had the equipment. He should have examined her stomach better so he knew about the bleed earlier on. Taking another deep breath he replied slowly to the question.

"I dressed the cuts on her head and arm, I put my jacket over her legs. There.. There was a used condom on the floor by her jeans and underwear" Iain felt himself shaking, he wanted to get rid of all these images in his head.

"Would we be able to go there, collect evidence to find who did this" The officer asked,

"It was Mark.. her ex. I'm sure of it"

"Okay, thank you Iain. I'm sure this is all we are going to need for now, here is my card. Do you think Rita would mind us going to collect any evidence?" She handed him a card with her name, number and email address. Iain took it and stroked it with his thumb, paying a lot of attention to the card.

"No.. Please go and get all the evidence that you can" He whispered, he knew in the long run it would be good for Rita. She would need all the evidence that they could get to make sure he was behind bars, because if he wasn't Iain didn't know what he would do to him.

"We will secure the house afterwards, thank you for your time. Could you please call us when Rita is well enough to give a statement"

"Of course" Iain replied, and with that they left. It was just him and Dixie. Neither of them spoke, Dixie just sat there with him comforting him by holding his hand. She hated seeing her friend like this, this should never have happened.

"Shall we go up to HDU, Zoe told me she would be there around 9 and it's just gone that" Dixie looked at her watch, it had been a long day for everybody involved.

"Yeah.. Dix, I don't know how to help her" Iain lifted his head, the events had begun to sink in even more than before. How was he going to help Rita. How was he going to make sure that she got through this, he was stuck. He loved her so much, he didn't want this to change who she was, she was his strong independent Rita and he feared that these events could break her.

"Just be there, take it day by day. Come on kiddo" Dixie gave him a weak smile and jumped off the bed, she then held out her hand for Iain to take. He took it and got off the bed, then they headed towards HDU together to see Rita.