Thanks for all the fantastic reviews. I'm glad so many of you like this story. Glad its working as a slight distraction before the next episode airs tomorrow night! Sorry it has taken so long to update. Been so busy recently and then my internet would not connect to my laptop for some reason.

Warning: This chapter starts off with a rape exam. For the record - although I'm showing this exam being performed by a not so caring nurse, please do not think this is how all rape exams are. I would never want this to put someone off having a rape exam although I pray none of you ever would! The way I am portraying it here is just for dramatic effect.

Disclaimer: If they belonged to me right through to season 10 and beyond would already be a sure thing!

Chapter 10

Beth suddenly knew what celebrities on the red carpet felt like, as flash, after bright flash, her picture was taken. Every cut and scrape, every bruise, every welt, every burn, the deep restraint wounds around her wrists and ankles.

With each one she tried to tell the nurse who was documenting the injuries how the wound had been caused. Flash - the deep cut on her forearm "Perry cut me with a kitchen knife. Flash - the scrapes and grazes on her foot and leg "I tripped on the root of a tree when I was trying to escape."

Flash - the deep wounds to her wrists. "They kept me tied up, with cuffs, rope, cable ties. Flash - the hole in her foot "Perry nailed my foot to the bed frame to stop me from escaping." Flash - cigarette burn. "Ray put out his cigarette on me." Flash - another burn "Ray put out a cigarette on me." Flash - burn "Ray...cigarette..." Flash - burn "Ray...cigarette..." Flash - burn "Ray put out another cigarette on me."

The flashes seemed endless when it came to bruises. Half of them she didn't know how had occurred. She had been hit so many times they all seemed to blur into one. "These look like bites," the nurse said as another bright flash blinded Beth, "Which man caused them?"

Beth closed her eyes and tried to remember, but too many images of the hell she had been through raced before her eyes. She could only shake her head as her eyes burned with tears.

"Excuse me?" the nurse asked.

"I don't know!" Beth growled at her.

"Never mind," the nurse sighed, like Beth's lack of recollection was a complete inconvenience, "I'll just have to swab them." the nurse said, reminding Beth just how dirty she felt. She was covered in blood and fluids.

"I need to take a shower!" Beth said urgently.

"Well you can't. Not until we finish the exam, or you will destroy evidence." the nurse told her.

Beth looked at the nurse, wondering why she didn't understand how humiliating this was for her. Why didn't she realise this exam was in a way just as bad as the abuse she had suffered. Then she realised, the nurse had probably performed so many rapes exams that she no longer saw a victim, just another patient coming through the system.

~0~0~0~0~

Forty five minutes later, and still in the process of her rape exam, Beth lay looking up at the ceiling. She flinched when another bright flash filled the small exam room, the sound of the camera click seemed to echo around her head. She closed her eyes and grimaced as she felt pressure between her legs.

"Sorry, but you're just going to feel some more pressure."

Beth had to turn her head to the side and bite down on her bottom lip to try to handle the pain the "extra pressure" caused her. However, biting on her lip only made her whimper in pain due to it being split from having been beaten. She wanted to scream at this woman, tell her just how much pain she was in between her legs right now, but she figured the woman already knew that as she was down there collecting evidence.

Beth had witnessed more than a few rape exams in her time as a Detective, she had never thought she would be the one lying on the exam table. Only now did she truly know how hard the exams were on a victim.

"Taking some more swabs now." the nurse told her, "We will need to take some blood too before the exam is over."

"Alcohol!" Beth told the nurse. She knew that blood was taken to test for drugs and alcohol, "Ray made me drink alcohol...lots of alcohol. I was passed out for a while." Beth said as tears filled her eyes again. There had been a relief at the time in being unconscious but now she was left wondering what the hell Ray had done to her during that time.

This was fast becoming too much for her to deal with. She wanted to run and hide under a rock. Except she couldn't run, she could barely walk! "How much longer?" she asked, her voice telling of how exhausted she was.

"You're doing great, dear," the nurse replied before she continued on with the exam.

~0~0~0~0~

Two hours later and Beth was sat on her hospital bed, hooked up to an intra-venous drip. She had finally been able to shower. She had spent ages sitting under the spray of the shower. The hot water had hurt her wounds but she hadn't cared. She had just wanted to feel clean, which she still didn't.

Her private room was dull, the small window offering little daylight in. Not that there was much daylight anyway. The sky was full of thick and heavy black clouds. Heavy rain pour spattered up against the window, offering the only sound in the room.

Beth was exhausted, but she couldn't sleep. She sat staring blankly at nothing in particular. She had her legs stretched out in front of her, a thin but warm standard blue hospital blanket keeping them warm. She was wearing a hospital gown, which offered her no warmth. She was shivering, only her legs benefiting from the warm blanket, not that she even really realised that she was so cold.

She looked down at her hands, it shocked her how badly they were shaking. She tried to squeeze them into fists and open them up in an attempt to stop the shaking but it hadn't worked. She turned them palm up. One hand was bandaged to protect the injuries it had suffered. She turned her palms facing down. Her eyes traveled to her wrists, those too bandaged. Where there wasn't bandages there were angry bruises marking her skin. She threatened to burst into tears, but all of a sudden there was a knock on the door and she was able to swallow her emotions down and call out, "Come in!"

She felt her cheeks burn red when Jack walked in. She pulled the blanket up over her torso, hating that Jack was seeing her in a hospital gown, it made her feel so weak, like a victim and no longer his boss.

"I wanted to check how you were. See if you needed anything?" Jack said.

"A new skin." Beth blurted out. She quickly shook her head and tried to take her comment back, hearing in her head how pathetic it sounded. "No, I'm fine."

But it was too late, Jack had already heard her. He wished there was something he could do to help her get through this.

"Has Ray been found?" Beth asked him.

Jack hated to be the one to tell her, but he had too, "Not yet. Divers are still searching the lake, they've found nothing so far."

Beth just closed her eyes and shook her head a little, "Ray is an unbelievably good swimmer. He came out of that lake alive, Jack. Trust me!"

"Even if he did, he won't hurt you again." Jack said, offering her a reassuring smile.

"He's a determined guy, Jack." she replied.

"So am I. I won't let him hurt you again."

Beth replied with a small smiled, then asked, "Perry?"

"We found him. He's not doing so good."

"He's alive?" Beth asked in disbelief.

" found him in a grave."

"Perry was going to get me away from Ray, but Ray stopped us. He savaged him! I thought he'd killed him"

Jack just stood and looked at her for a moment. "You look cold, can I get you some more blankets?" he didn't want her to feel like he was here to collect her report on the incident. He was purely here as a concerned friend.

Beth wanted to thank him, tell him he was sweet but when she opened her mouth it was a strangled sob that burst from her throat. She didn't understand where it had come from, and she certainly couldn't control it. Before she had truly registered it she felt Jack gently wrap his arms around her.

She had thought she would want to shrink away from a mans touch for the rest of her life after what she had gone through. But there was something about being in Jack's arms. She didn't feel like he wanted anything from the touch, it wasn't about him wanting her, it was just him... It was like a blanket made of comfort had been wrapped around her and as she leant into his embrace she cried her heart out.

"You're freezing," Jack told her.

"I can't stop shaking!" she sobbed.

Jack removed his arms but only so he could pull off his jacket which he laid around Beth's shoulders. The warmth it offered her made her suddenly feel very sleepy. She moved down in the bed until she was lay on her side. She tucked Jack's jacket right up under her chin and continued to sob. Jack stood crouched over by her bed. Holding her hair back off her face. He stayed stood beside her bed, his hand resting on her hair, his thumb gently tracing soft circles on her temple, until Beth cried herself to sleep.

Once she was asleep he went to find more blankets which he gently laid over her. He then pulled up a chair beside her bed and sat back and watched over Beth as she slept.

~0~0~0~0~

The following day.

Jack had barely left Beth's bedside. Her room had its own en-suite so Jack didn't even have to leave for bathroom breaks. The only time he did leave was to get them drinks and snacks, not that Beth had eaten anything he or the nurses had offered her.

Jack was on his way back to Beth's room. Having left to get them both a hot drink. He turned his back to the door to her room and pushed it open with his back, turning inside the room only to find Beth arguing with a nurse.

"What's going on?" Jack asked, concerned.

"I can only apologize again." the nurse said before she quickly scurried out of the room.

"This hospital is completely fucking incompetent!" Beth yelled after her.

Jack was shocked, he had never seen Beth act like this. He put the drinks down and walked over to her. "Beth what's going on?" he asked.

"Some incompetent student nurse messed up my pills when I was first admitted!"

"Which pills?" Jack asked.

Beth was too angry, and too terrified, to answer for a moment.

"Beth, what pills?" Jack asked again.

"Pills to stop a pregnancy!"

"Beth..." Jack began.

"Jack, they both raped me!"

Jack had known this, but hearing her say it made it so much worse. "Look, we will get you the pills now."

"By now it could be too late!" Beth snapped.

"Do you take contraceptives usually?" Jack asked.

"No, Jack. I don't date. Ever. My work keeps me so busy!" It was true. Her work did keep her busy, but it was also because she didn't want to date, or be with a man. She still had so many issues in her head over what Ray hade done to her when she was younger that she could never trust other men.

"Jack I can't be pregnant! I cannot have either of their child growing inside of me! I couldn't do that! " Beth said, the thought making her feel sick.

"Let's just get you the pills now. Whatever happens after that I am here to support you through it Beth, whatever you decide."

Beth looked at him and nodded. She knew she sounded selfish right now, a baby was a baby, but she truly knew she couldn't cope with pregnancy as a result of what she had been through. She just hoped the pills would work.

~0~0~0~0~

Beth had somehow convinced Jack to go home and shower. She had only succeeded when she had begged him to go to her home and bring her some of her of her own clothes, explaining how badly she needed to be out of the hospital gown, and back in her own clothes. She had told him she wanted to shower again during his absence, and so he had promised he would be gone long enough for her to shower, but be back with clothes ready for when she got out of the shower.

Beth had showered very quickly and climbed back into bed in a fresh gown, part of her was a little thankful that she was still alone, but part of her wished Jack would hurry up and get back because, like a child afraid of the dark, she was scared to be alone. She had to wonder what was keeping him so long.

Whilst waiting for Jack to return Beth had quickly drifted off to sleep, but only to be riddled by nightmares. In her nightmares she was back in the cabin, tied to the bed. The room around her was pitch back, it was like someone was shining a ridiculously bright light down directly on her and the bed, and every now and then Ray or Perry would step forward out of the shadows, their eyes threatening the torment they had planned for her. Through the dark around the bed she could always feel them watching her even when she couldn't see them.

She could feel their eyes on her, like they were burning holes into her body.

Then she realised, she was no longer fast asleep, but she could still feel their eyes on her. Or someone's else's eyes...she suddenly knew she was actually being watched. She quickly flipped over onto her other side, whimpering in agony as she did so. She closed her eyes tight and waited for the pain to go.

"Something wrong Detective?" Mr Whitley, Perry's father asked.

Beth opened her eyes and looked right up at him. He looked tired, and very angry. She moved into a sitting position as best as she could and pulled one of her blankets right up underneath her chin. "Mr Whitley..." she began.

"Shut up, and listen to me!" Mr Whitley spat at her.

"My son is lying in a room down the hall fighting for his life because of you!" he yelled at her.

Beth glanced at the door, wondering how Mr Whitley had even got into her room. "Mr Whitley..." she tried again.

"I told you to shut your mouth!" Mr Whitley bellowed at her, making her feel more and more un-easy.

"You need to leave my room!" she told him, not sounding as confident as she wanted to.

"You need to listen to me," Mr Whitley said, grabbing the bed frame behind her head and leaning forward so his face was right in hers. "I will make you pay for what you did to him!"

"I didn't do anything to him," Beth snapped, despite Mr Whitley talking over her, ordering her to be quite, to shut up, "Your son abducted me, tortured and raped me!" she screamed at him.

She jumped when Mr Whitley slammed his fist into the mattress beside her thigh. She was shocked, silent, wondering where the hell all the nurses were!

"You are going to pay for what happened to my son. I will have your badge. I will see you with nothing. I will see to it that your life is no longer worth living. Do you understand me?" he growled at her.

Beth didn't answer him, she refused to look at him. Then, without looking at him, she said, "Get out of my room!"

"Do you even care what you did to my boy!" Mr Whitley roared at her as he grabbed the top of her arms and began shaking her, hard.

"Get off of me!" Beth screamed at him, trying hard to pull her arms free of his grasp.

A moment later he was pulled off her, almost pulling Beth off the bed to as he refused to release his grip. Beth watched as Jack threw Mr Whitley kicking and screaming from the room.

"You're supposed to be guarding this room!" Beth heard Jack yell, "Next time you want to go chat up a nurse do it on your own fucking time!"

Jack slammed the door shut and walked over to Beth, who had yet to sit back in the bed properly. She remained how Mr Whitley had pulled her, the blankets tangled around her legs.

"Beth are you okay?" Jack asked.

Beth closed her eyes and silently shook her head. A moment later she opened her eyes, looked at Jack and said, "Jack, get me out of here!"

TBC

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