Warning: This chapter contains some detail that may upset some people. It contains slight detail of acts of violence against women. Read at your own risk.

Sarah sat in silence for a moment, full of fear, pain, anger and humiliation. Troi waited patiently for her to begin. Sarah took a deep, shakey breath. "I had a boyfriend." she started. Troi said nothing, only listening now. "I was with him for 2 months, but I...started to notice that something...wasn't right about him after the first month."

"What wasn't right?" Deanna asked gently.

The girl paused for a moment to think. "He was always...taking risks. He wanted me involved with things he was doing...I knew they weren't good." The counselor nodded, and she was begining to feel the pain grow stronger and stronger. "The only reason I remained with him was..." she stopped, afraid to continue.

"Was because why?" Troi prodded.

"It was stupid..." she muttered.

"Something tells me it wasn't." the counselor insisted, and watched for a change. When Sarah remained hesistant, Troi softened. "It's ok. You don't have to be ashamed."

"I wanted to...be able to...brag. About having a boyfriend and all." She finaly said. "Stupid, huh?"

"No. Very normal for someone your age, actualy." Deanna countered. "Tell me what happened." she guided the girl gently.

The fear and pain were becoming stronger and stronger. The counselor knew Sarah couldn't hold it it for much longer, and moved over to sit next to her for when she needed more comfort.

"He...invited me over to his place...his parents weren't home. I thought it might just be like a get together, but..." her voice trailed off.

"But what?"

Sarah remained silent, trying to keep herself sane for just a little bit longer, but it wasn't working. "He just came on too quickly. Trying to passionatly hug and kiss me...it was just too much." she continued, her voice near tears. Her lower lip trembled. "So I tried to back away, and he got mad." A tear trickled down her cheek. Troi rubbed her back gently, and took her hand. "He forced me." Memories flooded the girl. "I remember him just prying my legs open, and forcing me to kiss him. He was disgusting. He pinnied my wrists when I began to struggle." she said, finaly telling the truth. She broke into a sob.

"It's alright Sarah." Troi began to comfort. "I know it was very frightening when it all happened, but you're safe now." she reminded her, to keep her out of her memories. "Now that I know what really happened, I can begin to help you more." She embraced the sobbing girl. "It's going to be alright, I promise."

"I'm so scared." the girl replied. "I can't explain why. Everytime I see a boy, I just freak."

"Is that what happened in the holodeck? You saw a boy?" Deanna asked, and Sarah nodded. "Sarah, I'm going to have Dr. Crusher heal your bruises on your legs, and we'll discuss other medical procedures that may need to take place later."

"I'm nervous." Sarah admitted.

"I know you are." the counselor replied, sympatheticly. "I'll come with you. But I want you to promise me something."

"Ok..." the child began.

"Promise me you will come and talk to me when you feel you can. Whenever you feel you can. The more we work on this, the easier it will get for you." Deanna told her, squeezing her hand.

"I promise."