Chapter 37
AN: Been months since I updated but season three without Rachel killed my muse, not to mention the way they handled Rhona's exit. This chapter contains discussions on abortion, just wanted to warn everyone.
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Kelly stared at her blankly but Rachel knew from experience that her reaction would quickly come and in a big way.
She had worked and war zones and dealt with rape victims before.
Kelly turned and went quickly to the railing of the deck and started throwing up.
Soon she stopped and turned to Rachel and her knees buckled, Rachel caught Kelly and they both sank to their knees.
"Get rid of it! I don't want this thing! I can't have anything from that animal inside of me; I can't stare at a tiny reminder of him for the rest of my days!"
Kelly started to cry and her body shook as her sobs deepened, anger and pain in the sound.
Rachel just held her and stroked her back not saying anything; this was a necessary step in trying to heal.
She became aware of footsteps and looked up to see a sailor with a concerned look on his face.
"Can I help you?" He asked.
"Yes can you get Doctor Rios to come up here with a sedative," Rachel looked at Kelly, "Would you like Quincy?"
Kelly nodded, and Rachel looked up at the man who took out his radio and called for both of them.
Within a few minutes Rios and Quincy arrived and Rios gently put the needle into Kelly's arm.
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Quincy gently picked her up and they went inside the ship, Kelly was asleep by the time they got back to Quincy's quarters.
"I have Ava with Lieutenant Granderson," Quincy told her.
Rachel felt relief and watched as Quincy gently laid Kelly on the bed.
Rachel went out into the hall, "Do you need me for anything else?"
"Not for the time being, I'll let you know if I do,"
Rios nodded and walked off; Rachel went back into the room and closed the door.
"What happened?" Quincy asked.
"I ran some tests on Kelly to make sure there was nothing else going on and I got the results."
Quincy went a little white and he let out a ragged breath, "What did you find?"
Rachel hated having to say it, "She's pregnant."
Quincy began breathing hard and pacing, "Oh God!"
His fist came down on his nearby desk but fortunately for his hand a book was there to cushion the blow.
He turned to her, "This has to be ended."
"Kelly needs to make that choice once and for all when she wakes up, it's her body Quincy, and for once she should be allowed to decide what happens with it."
Quincy sat down, "What if there's a small chance she decides to actually keep it, how can I look at it, much less try to love it?"
Rachel felt herself flinch at that, no child should have to face being conceived in such horrible circumstances and facing all the uncertainty.
"I have no idea Quincy but in this case I don't think she'll choose to continue it."
Quincy looked relieved but she could see some guilt in his eyes, "How much more does she and our family have to endure?"
Rachel embraced him, "Even I don't have the answer for everything, and I'm going to see if the ship stocks something for situations like this, I don't carry around those drugs."
"Me either," Quincy told her.
"Let me know when she awakens and Quincy please promise you won't try to take matters into your own hands."
Quincy nodded, "I promise I won't, you have my word." His voice and eyes were sincere.
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Rachel headed for the infirmary and found Doctor Rios alone to her relief.
"Doctor Scott, how can I help you?"
"Is anyone else here?"
"No, it's just us."
"I'm about to tell you something in confidence, Mrs. Tophet was raped multiple times during her time on the Russian ship and now carries his child..."
"And she wants it gone," Doctor Rios replied in a certain voice.
Rachel nodded, "Absolutely, but I don't carry anything like that with me."
"We do," Rios replied, and walked into another room and came back with the necessary drug.
"It's policy to keep it onboard for just this type of situation."
"Do you have to report this?"
"The captain has to be informed if a rape has taken place on the ship or an officer has been attacked, but in this case no one has to know."
Rachel touched Rios on his shoulder, letting out a sigh of relief, "Thank you doctor."
"Call me Carlos; we'll likely be teaming together quite often."
"Thank you Carlos," Rachel smiled and then put the meds in her pocket so no one could see and began leaving the infirmary.
It was that moment she ran into Tom.
"Is there something I should know about?" He asked.
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AN: My muse hasn't totally come back to top form so I know it's not the best. Usually the wait between seasons is pure torture but I was glad when it ended and I can honestly say right now I'm not interested in watching season four or five.