Chapter 11

Barba had finally brought Amanda to her senses. And maybe Reese did a little too.

"My sister was facing felony charges." Amanda offered. "And Deputy Chief Patton called me into his office. Said we could fix the problem."

"What did you infer he meant by that?"

"That if I had sex with him, my sister would not be prosecuted." Amanda glanced at the floor. "Wait, is this necessary? It's not like I've never testified before."

"I know you have testified before, but not about your own assault. If the judge allows it we need to be ready." Barba argued. "Okay?"

"Yeah." Amanda retorted.

"All right, Detective Rollins. Did you consent to sex with Deputy Chief Patton?"

"At first, yes. We met at a motel and...I laid down on the bed. He was drunk. Grabbing at me and pulling off my clothes. I asked him to slow down. And he got rough with me. He bit me, slapped me, banged my head against the headboard. I was bleeding." Amanda reached up to touch the spot where her head had hit, as the flashbacks took control. Her eyes glazed off, staring at the tiled courtroom. "I...I tried to get up...but he said, 'Amanda you know I don't take no for an answer.'"

"Then what happened Detective Rollins?"

"Deputy Chief Patton pinned my wrists above my head. He told me I wasn't going anywhere, and that no one would believe me anyway." Amanda looked down to see her hands gently shaking in her lap. She looked back up at Barba with watery eyes.

"I gave up."

Again Amanda paused, trying to regain control.

"He raped me."

Amanda shrugged slightly and look to her side while biting her lip. She could barely hold it together in front of Barba, how was she going to in front of a jury and Patton?

Amanda found herself drowning in a liter of beer, once again. After everything with Reese and Barba she couldn't help but think the day's events over and over. Reese had held her own relatively well during court; however, Patton's lawyer was good.

At the thought Amanda took another gulp.

With Patton on bail, and only required to show up for his designated court times, Amanda was feeling more anxious than ever. Not to mention the anxiety from the possibility of taking the stand tomorrow.

Amanda flipped on her TV needing something to make noise, to make her feel less alone. Fin, Olivia, and Nick had been great. They'd each taken turns being there with her when she needed it. She was so grateful for their support, especially Liv's unexpected understanding. The two women had become nothing short of great friends in Amanda's downfall. However, she felt so needy asking them to come over all the time. Tonight she would be okay on her own.

At least, she kept telling herself she would...as she gulped another shot of her beer.

Night came quick and easy, Amanda had drank nearly her entire pantry. Remembering a nearby 24 hour gas station...with beer, Amanda slipped on her shoes and tumbled through her apartment door. While Amanda had a lot to drink, her tolerance was increasing and she didn't feel as dizzy as normal. She new she was obviously drunk, but she could remember where the gas station was and was confident in her ability to arrive there.

It didn't take long to get to the gas station. Even the little brisk walk and fresh air seemed to help sober her up a bit.

A couple bottles later, Amanda was walking back to her apartment. Only a block away from the gas station, Amanda felt a breath on her neck, turning around solely to ease her nerves Amanda was met with a familiar face she wasn't expecting. With a gasp Amanda dropped her new bought alcohol. The glass bottle shattered around her feet, and a pair of dark dress shoes adjacent to her own.

Amanda's mouth tightened into a grimace.

"Stay away from me Patton." Amanda growled.

Amanda turned to walk away, but Patton reached out, grabbed her wrists and pulled her around to face him. Only a few meager inches separated the two. Reminding Amanda of a late night at work, she'd tried to forget for years.

"Please stay, just a little longer." Patton pleaded.

"I've already stayed three hours past shift. Everyone went home hours ago. If you don't mind Cap, I'd like to get a good rest before I have to be back here tomorrow morning."

"Amanda, Amanda...you know I don't take no for an answer."

Within seconds Patton was a mere few inches in front of her. His large hands wrapped around her wrists, easily. He pushed her back until her back was pressed against the wall adjacent from his office door.

"Charles." Amanda nearly whispered.

"Don't think I haven't noticed the dirty looks." Patton grinned wickedly.

"This is incredibly inappropriate. Whatever signals you think I've given you, I apologize." Amanda stumbled over her words as his breath leaked down her neck. "I had no intention."

"Shh, don't talk."

Patton laid a slimy kiss in the crook of Amanda's neck. Once his lips burned Amanda's skin, she ripped her wrists from Patton's hold and pushed on his chest.

"You need to stay away from me." Amanda replied, faking all the confidence she was lacking. "Or I'll report you."

Patton chuckled, eliciting an unexpected face of shock from Amanda. That certainly hadn't been the response she was anticipating.

"Go ahead. Who are they going to believe? A captain, or a slutty detective."

Amanda realized that while she had been engrossed in her thoughts, Patton had pushed her back against the wall of the nearest building, and while holding her wrists, he laid a slimy kiss on Amanda's neck. Again. The building was sort of hidden behind all the bushes Patton had pushed her through. A large tree stood by her left, a well kept garden of bushes lined the area.

"I'm serious. Walk away or I'll scream." Amanda threatened once more.

"Okay, I'll walk away."

Patton grinned, and Amanda felt his grip on her wrists tighten.

"You know I'm not going to be convicted."

Amanda grimaced.

"You've always been a little whore." Patton growled back.

At the comment Amanda reached her wrists up and tried to push him away. He'd obviously gotten stronger in the last five years, his power kept her from ever moving more than 10 inches off the brick building's wall. Finally, Amanda gave up on the little fight as Patton pushed Amanda back against the wall. Amanda's head smacked against the brick, knocking her to the dirt ground in a dizzy state.

Patton ran from Amanda like she was a contagious disease and jumped in the dark Mazda that had been waiting there during Amanda and Patton's little interaction. As the car sped off, Amanda glanced through a sliver between the bushes, the driver's window had been rolled down, and even in her dizzy state, Amanda couldn't help but notice the driver looked a lot like her father.

"Liv..." Amanda's voice was weak, how could she have been so stupid. After passing out in the bushes, Amanda had came to around 4 am the next morning. Although, when she went out, it could have technically been considered morning.

Good thinking moron, let's go out in the middle of the night while your charged rapist is roaming free. Amanda thought to herself.

"I need help." Amanda finished. She felt bad calling Liv so early in the morning, but she didn't know what else to do.

"What happened?" Liv's voice awoke with imminent concern.

"I got hurt." Amanda settled on weakly, while reaching up to the tender spot on her head, she didn't have to be a doctor to know there was too much dried blood around the area to mean anything good.

"I'm on my way."

Sorry kind of a short chapter, and kind of a late update, but you should still review! Because reviews give me the motivation I need to update! Thanks for all the reviews and support thus far, you guys rock!