Kind Hands

A/N: This is definitely not going to be a one shot. April comes to Will during the dead of winter. She doesn't feel that great, but doesn't realize she has the flu. Will takes care of her until she's healthy again. Random idea I got when reading world geography…

A/N2: I don't own Glee… or Kristin Chenoweth… boo.

PREVIOUSLY:

April's silent, she doesn't know what to say. She's saved from saying anything when the nurse comes in to take her meal tray away.

"Well, Miss Rhodes, according to the doctor's orders, if you eat another full meal, she's gonna let you go home. Which could mean you'd be out of here tonight…" the woman smiles.

Emma smiles at the woman and nods. April just looks at her, "Okay…"

"That's great news April, Will and I both know you don't want to be here, and I know he's going to take great care of you while you're with him…" Emma calmly says.

"He's gonna find me… and… and k… kill me…" April whimpers.

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APRIL'S ROOM
10:20AM

"April… no one is going to kill you. It's going to be okay…" Emma reassures her.

Just then we hear a knock on the door. April tenses up and Emma turns her head in the direction of the door when a man and the a woman, who I recognized from yesterday are at the door. "It's the police…" I explain.

I answer the door, "Hi detectives…"

"Hi… how is she today?" Detective Cooper asks.

"Better. Her fever broke last night and her ribs are still sore…" I answer, "Come on in…"

The detectives walk into the room as I shut the door behind them. Emma smiles at them and April hangs her head. "Emma, this is Detective Cooper and Detective Harris…" I smile.

She stands up and shakes both of their hands then glances back at April, whose eyes are closed. "Hey, the police are here… they want to talk to you for a few minutes…"

April shakes her head no and I sigh. Detective Cooper approaches her bedside, "Hey, April. I understand that you're scared and that's okay. If we could talk for just a few minutes… that would be great…"

Emma smiles at me as April opens her eyes and looks at the woman, "I guess… d… does he have to be here…" she stutters, referring to Detective Harris.

"No sweetie, he doesn't." she smiles.

He nods, "I'm going to talk to Will and Emma right now, if that's okay…"

"Fine…" she pouts. We follow him out of the room and he closes he door behind Emma.

DETECTIVE COOPER'S POV.

I look at the woman sitting in the bed, her curly blonde hair is tied back into a messy bun and she has dark circles under her eyes and is struggling not to cry. "April… you're going to be okay… you just have to trust us…" I smile at her.

She sighs, wipes a tear from her eye, in an effort to make them less noticeable. I grab a tissue from the box on the table by her bed and she takes it, trying to smile. "I've never really liked cops…." she chuckles to herself.

"We're not going to get you in trouble, I'm here to help you. We know you've been hurt and I want to make sure whoever did it to you is punished." I reassure her. She seems like she's had a pretty troubled past, according to what Will told me yesterday.

"You're serious…" she skeptically asks, looking out the window.

"Yes I am April. Now I know how much you don't want to do this, but it's going to help you if you talk to me about what's happened…" I explain.

"I really don't want to…" she sighs.

"It's okay. No one will find out…" I lie, hopefully convincing her that she can talk to me.

"Not even the other cops?" she asks.

"Honey, I have to tell them so they can arrest whoever hurt you, but other than that, it's safe with me." I further explain.

"I guess I'll tell you what happened…" she sighs, giving up.

"Okay, just take your time." I calmly tell her.

She takes a shaky deep breath and crumples the tissue that is in her hand into a tiny ball, "Well, I've been dating this guy for about four months and since I really don't have a place to live, he let me move in with him. Which I thought was kinda nice at first…."

I smile and nod, telling her she can keep going.

"About a month ago, he started talking about kids. His sister just had twins and he really wanted to have at least one kid, I wasn't ready for that yet and he got mad, and begged me to have sex with him all the time, in hopes of him getting me pregnant. I kept telling him no, and some nights I was scared so I slept on the couch…" she says, with tears brimming in her eyes.

I gently put my hand on hers, "You're doing great April, just take some deep breaths…"

She sighs, and the first few breaths are shaky, but then she's able to calm herself down.

"T…then, I tried to break up with him last week, he threatened to kill me if I did and I had to stay and give him a kid… I was so scared I didn't know what else to do but stay. And then I started getting sick, my nose got all stuffy and all that crappy stuff and I didn't have very much energy. He started calling me weak, and telling me that women didn't get sick and were supposed to take care of themselves so he wasn't gonna help me…" she says, fidgeting with the blanket and not really looking at me.

"Honey, you could have called 911 and let them know he threatened you. They would have sent someone out to make sure you were okay…" I tell her.

"I thought about it. I was so scared that he was gonna do something to hurt me if he heard the sirens though. So I didn't and just slept on the couch, hoping he'd leave me alone…" she replies.

"Did he?" I ask, worried.

"Yeah, he works from home though. And I tried to be out most of the day so he couldn't do anything to me. I thought about calling somebody, I just didn't know who…"

"What about the guy that brought you here? Will…" I say, smiling.

"I didn't find him until yesterday…." she sighs, hanging her head.

"Why? Did something happen?" I ask, sensing the fact that she's completely terrified.

"Y… yeah…" she whimpers.

I squeeze her hand, letting her know she's gonna be okay, "You can tell me. I won't do anything to hurt you…"

"I… know…" she quietly says, "On Wednesday he wanted to have sex again. I felt pretty bad so I said no, I had a really bad headache and I just wanted to relax, I think I had a fever too, I don't really know. He got mad and said I was lazy and picked me up, squeezing me so hard he broke a rib. Then he threw me down on the bed and held me down so hard I thought he was gonna break another. Then his cell phone started ringing this really annoying ringtone and I took this as a chance to get out…."

"How did you get away?" I calmly ask.

"I started to get up off the bed, he hit me and yelled at me that I had a minute to get out without being hurt. And I somehow made it out with a pair of heels, my clothes all on, and my purse… I don't really remember it." she cries.

"You're okay now. Will seems like a really nice guy and I know he'll take good care of you. What did you do before you went to him?" I say to her.

"I just went to different places, mostly hotel lobbies and bars. Sometimes diners and stores. I was scared he'd find me if I stayed in one place too long. Thursday night I felt horrible so this really nice guy that was working at the front desk at a hotel let me sleep in the lobby because I didn't have enough money for a room. Then Friday I ate the free breakfast that the hotel gives and stayed there for a while cuz I felt awful, and then finally I went to Will's. Now I'm here…" she says.

"You did great April. Now, one more thing, can you give me this man's name, and maybe where he lives?" I ask, hoping she'll give me this information so I can send some uniforms to pick him up.

"His name is… Brady Stevens. And he lives…" she struggles to tell me.

"Okay April, If you're not sure of his address we can look him up. I'm gonna go tell Detective Harris that we have what we need. And get some rest, you'll be fine." I smile, standing up and gently squeezing her shoulder.

"Kay… he won't be able to hurt me will he?" she timidly asks.

"No, sweetie, he won't. If you need anything, please call me. I'm leaving you my card." I reassure her and make my way towards the door.

"I got the story. We need to go make an arrest as soon as we locate this man…" I say as I walk out of the room.

"Really? Text the name to Gregory, tell him to look up the creep." Harris says to me.

"Okay. Will, she's scared out of her mind, I reassured her he wasn't gonna hurt her, but you never know. Keep an eye on her, I'm pretty sure she'll have nightmares for a while if she hasn't already. I'll let you know if we need any more information from her." I smile as Steven and I say goodbye and leave.

A/N: Soooo, what did you think? Please review! I've finally given you guys a background on this creeper, next chapter will be up soon, my semester just started so who knows.