Hey guys, thank you so so much for all the positive reviews!

I've gotta be honest with you I really have no reason why there's been this long between chapters, other than I had really bad writers block (to the point where I just didn't know what to write) and because I'm not a very experienced writer I wasn't sure how to deal with it. I knew what I wanted to write but I couldn't put it on paper (if that makes sense). This is probably the hardest chapter I have to write though so hopefully I'll get back into the swing of it.

It's worth noting this was set before the season 8 finale and before Kim adopted Makayla. I'm also imagining that in this scenario Kim and Adams pregnancy hadn't happened, but that they are in an unofficial relationship .

Please leave a review and let me know what you think because I'm really conscious that I might not be doing the right kind of the at the moment.

Also I know the story line I'm following now might seem a bit unbelievable, but I promise all will become clear as to why I decided it would be like this.

*TW: Swearing, Sexual assault, Rape, Violence, PTSD* (trigger words including swearing will not be censored)

"VOIGHT! What the hell is going on?" Adam's voice was distraught as he yelled at his boss.

"Adam take a step back. It's not my place to tell you exactly what happened, only what you need to know," Hank kept is voice at a more controlled volume, though it was audibly shaking.

"Not your place, not your-, GOD DAMN IT VOIGHT! ARE YOU GONNA TELL US WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS OR NOT?" Adam first mumbled but then exploded with anger not even directed at anyone in the room. Kevin put a hand on his mates shoulder and Adam sat down with his elbows on his knees and threw his head into his hands.

"Kim was kidnapped when she was 14. Intelligence, including me, Trudy and Al, caught the case and we spent a whole week looking for her. When we found her in this abandoned warehouse really she was badly beat up: broken leg, 1/2 a dozen cracked ribs, concussion, almost completely covered in bruises, she was hypothermic, but still alive. And they'd...umm...they'd raped her, horrifically, all week." The whole team was sat there stunned barely believing what they heard.

"Shut up Bitch!" One of the men who had dragged Kim into the van back at the district spat in her face, as he kicked her one, two, three times in the ribs. Kim groaned rolling over. Mascara ran down her face along the tear tracks, and her long brown hair was thickly matted with blood. She had been stripped down too just a pair of Nike pro shorts and a sports bra. She knew what was coming. No one should ever know that feeling. The dread of know what pain is about to rip through your body. What terror is already racing around your brain. And yet Kim knew that feeling. She knew that feeling better than almost anyone else. She had been reliving it since she was a teenager.

"She testified. In court against all 4 of them. But Steve Kot got them all locked up. They all got about 60-70 years each, I can't remember exactly, and we thought that was the end of it," Trudy had taken over from Hank as she could see how much he was struggling.

"But it wasn't?" Jay questioned as he seemed to be the only one not to stunned to speak.

"No it wasn't. She got snatched again. Just over 2 years later. Same story, broken bones, concussion, plus PTSD and everything that comes it comes hand in hand with, same as last time. And the only explanation we could come up with to try and explain why this had happened a second time, was that one of the men they caught was the younger brother of one of the men originally arrested and that it I could be some kind of revenge attack for testifying," Trudy took a deep breath before saying this last part. "It was near impossible to convince her that she was safe, especially since after being kidnapped twice, suspected by the same group of people, we couldn't promise it wouldn't happen again. And I would say it's safe to assume this is them again,"

Kim was silently crying curled up in a ball on the floor. She'd managed to pull her pants up more, but as she rolled over to take the pressure of the shoulder that was killing her, she noticed the camera mounted on its stand in the corner of the room. Her hands were covered in her own blood when she covered her face with them and she sobbed as she realised what they had done, and how much worse it suddenly made it feel.

Please leave a review and let me know what you think! Happy New Year everyone and I hope you have a great 2022!