A/N Just wanted to tell you that this is the chapter where what happned to Jennifer it told. I kept it simple but also gave enough discription that you will knew exactly what happened to her.
I again want to thank everyone reading and reviewing your words have helped me to countinue writing a very difficult story
Chapter 7
Jennifer took a deep breath, and looked down at the table in front of her. She didn't want to have to look in the eyes of those sitting around the table.
"He never told me his name. He just said that there was an older couple a few miles from the village. I didn't think about him not telling me his name. I know that some of the people are weary of visitors, and it never occurred to me that he might be lying, he seemed so sincere. I had been to the village before and I knew there were still people who I hadn't met yet. So I believed that he told the truth, and he looked and sounded genuinely concerned.
"He was probably about four inches taller than me. His hair is longish but not past his shoulders, and it was a dirty blonde color. His eyes are kind of light, green maybe, or hazel. He looked like such a nice man.
"We had walked about 15 minutes or so when I started feeling like maybe something was wrong, I just didn't know what. Plus, I have had so many issues when going through the gate that I just thought that it was me. I asked him how much farther and he said we were close. I thought about telling him that I wanted to go back to the village as it was getting late and that maybe we should make the trip in the morning. Mainly because that feeling of dread was growing. Before I could say anything though, he attacked.
"He just spun around and hit me with a backhand across my check. I was so shocked and taken aback; I didn't do anything at first. When he grabbed my hair though, I started fighting. I reached for his arm and tried to pull his hand away. I think I scratched him up a bit.
"He let go of my hair and grabbed my wrist and pulled me back fast. I stumbled and fell back against him, my back to his chest. He then put both his hands on my arms, so that I couldn't move them, and started to push me in front of him. I tried to dig in my heels and kick him, but all this just seemed to make him mad. Next thing I knew he pushed me into a tree. I managed to avoid hitting the tree with my head thankfully. "Everything gets a bit blurry here. I tired to get away from him but no matter where I turned, he was there. I screamed hoping that maybe someone would hear, but even while I screamed I knew that we were too far away for anyone.
"I could hear the sound of my clothes tearing and I could feel the material pull against me and then give way. I kept trying to get away or push him off me, but he was just too strong. Eventually I guess he got tired of that and he took his belt off. He managed to get my hands bound and hooked in a branch of a tree so that try as I might I couldn't get my hands free.
"I tried to kick him then but he quickly put an end to that by punching me in the stomach and knocking the wind out of me. He took that opportunity to undo my pants and pull them down to my ankles. He positioned himself in such a way that he was between my legs, but under my ankles, so that my legs were wrapped around his legs."
Jennifer stopped then for the first time since starting her story. She had only planned to tell them the basic facts, the things they needed to know. She wanted to tell them only about how he had tricked her and what he looked like but then everything just started to come out. She felt that now she had to finish what she had started. She reached over and grabbed Ronon's hand, wanting to feel that she wasn't alone. She still looked at the table not wanting to meet anyone's eyes.
"Jennifer…" Col Carter started.
"No. I need to do this Col. If I don't do it now I might not have the strength to do it later." Jennifer said. She knew that this would be the hardest part, she just needed to say it, but up until now, it was just an attack. The next part would turn that attack into a violent rape.
"I yelled at him, begged him to stop, but he didn't want to hear it. He put his hands around my throat and squeezed. I must have blacked out because all I remember is not being able to breath and then I could feel his hands on my breast. He had his head between my legs licking me.
"I struggled to get away from his touch, from him, and he knew I was awake again. He grinned at me and brought himself up, and tried to kiss me. I turned my head away disgusted, and I think he found it funny. He laughed a little at me.
"When he stopped laughing, he forced his way into me, all at once, and I think I must have screamed again. I tried to get away struggling, but he seemed to like that and I soon stopped. I don't know how long he was thrusting into me but I know at one time he said I should relax because 'this is why I was here.'
"I don't know how long it lasted but I knew when it was over he paused above me and I felt him stiffen. I felt his…" She shuddered and couldn't make herself finish the sentence, but she knew that she could finish now the worst was over.
"He pulled out of me and out from between and under my legs. He got his pants back up; I don't even know when he had pulled them down. After that, he took his belt from around my wrists. I just curled up into a ball against the pain not knowing or caring what he was planning to do to me next.
"He started to leave and then turned back to me. He told me 'next time you come for a visit to the village you should stop by and see me again and we can have some more fun.'
"I laid there curled up for I don't know how long before I decided he wasn't coming back. I got up and pulled my pants up and underwear up. I was going to try and get back to the village but I had gotten so turned around that I didn't know what direction to go in, so I just sat there and waited.
"Ronon found me around dawn and from there, you all know the rest." Jennifer finished her story. She took and let out a deep breath and realized that in saying the whole thing aloud she felt a weight lifted. Like being the only person, a victim, had been keeping her down. She knew that in some small way, that in the telling it was out there in the universe, not all inside her. Now there were others to help her carry the burden.
No one wanted to be the first one to break the silence so for a while they all sat and kept their own council.
John was mad and sickened at the same time by the tale. He knew that he could not fix what had happened to the doctor but he could make sure that it didn't happen again. From now on, he decided, no non-military woman, no strike that, no woman, would be left alone, from that moment on they would have at least one male with them at all times.
Sam had not expected the full story, and yet she was oddly relived that Jennifer had told it all. Knowing that Jennifer could tell the story meant that she wasn't trying to bury the whole horrible event and that this was another step on the road to recovery. Sam also wanted to get a team ready immediately to get the monster behind the attack so that he could be brought to justice so that Jennifer could have the closure she would need.
Teyla wanted to praise her friend. Jennifer had once said that she wasn't a survivor and she was weak but with every word Jennifer had said she showed that opinion was far from the truth. Teyla was also horrified by what had happened. She knew that the attack would be violent but she never expected that the attack would be that terrible. No one should ever have to endure what Jennifer had.
Rodney had thought about not going to the meeting feeling that, as a scientist, he had nothing to offer in regards to helping find this guy. If, when, they found this monster what could he do? He was sickened by what she had gone through. Scientist or not, when they found this monster he wanted to be there to see him pay.
Ronon had not moved since sitting down. The only sign he gave was when he had squeezed Jennifer's hand while she spoke. His other hand was kept in a tight fist. He wanted to jump out of his chair and find the thing that had done those things to her. It was no wonder she had had so many nightmares during the night. If it was possible, the man had only made things worse by the words he had spoken. Again, he thought to himself that a woman was not there just for a man to have release. A woman was something to be cherished, cared for, loved and worshiped. This was no man who had done this but someone who was too stupid to know that he was a dead man.
TBC
