I wasn't going to write this chapter for quite a while but I couldn't resist. I would really love some feedback and some reviews please and as always good and bad reviews or feedback are always welcome. So here goes chapter 5.

It had been an eventful evening. Sara's attacker was missing and he feared that he might know she was at his house. Catherine had the same fear and sent him back to his house. Even though Warrick was there, they knew Chad was a violent person and they couldn't risk anything or anyone.

The trip back to his house wasn't a comfortable one. Too many thoughts went through his head. How could he tell Sara? He practiced his 'speech' out loud to himself.

"Sara, there's good news and bad news. We've got all the evidence to arrest your attacker however he's gone missing."

He knew deep down he'd never come out with it that brashly. He knew how she felt. That was another thing he was going to have to break to her. However this speech he couldn't practice. Should he go into detail? Should he just tell her briefly? He knew when the moment came all this practicing would go to waste, he hadn't planned to tell Catherine, but she'd drummed it out of him anyhow.

Eventually he arrived home, and saw the living room light on. He hoped Warrick was still there with Sara. She couldn't be left alone right now. He meandered up to his front door. He wasn't in a hurry to get in. He didn't like breaking bad news especially not to people he cared about. He turned the key in the lock and strolled in, trying to create a sense of strength for Sara. He heard two voices and assumed automatically that Warrick was still here.

Sure enough as he walked into the living room there was Sara curled up next to Warrick. He was hugging her and she looked safe lying there in his arms. He was lost in his own thoughts for a minute and didn't hear Warrick's comment at first.

"Hey Nicky you alright?"

"Yeah I'm fine. How are you Sara?"

"I'm alright Warrick's taking good care of me."

"Good couldn't have anything less. Look there's something I need to tell you. We've got all the evidence we need to get Chad arrested."

"That's great!" Sara interrupted. "But I feel a but coming on."

"He's gone missing."

"What?!"

"We went round to his house with Brass and the cops and he wasn't there. They don't know where the hell he is."

Sara felt her head get light, and found it heard to comprehend what she'd just been told. He was missing? That meant he could come after her again. What happened if Nick wasn't there? He'd do it again.

"Sara, stop thinking things like that ok? I'm here for you now and Warrick is too. We're going to find that SOB and when we do."

Sara hadn't realised she'd been thinking out loud. She wasn't reassured by Nick's assertion and even though she tried to shake off the feeling, she couldn't. She knew she wouldn't get rid of it for a long while to come yet. Two days after its happened isn't a long enough healing time. She needed to talk to someone but she knew Nick wouldn't understand.

"Hey man I've gotta shoot off. Catherine's gonna need me at the lab and Brass will probably enlist me at one point or another."

"Ok man, just keep in touch ok?

"Too right. Take care you guys."

Warrick gave Sara one last hug and lifted himself off the couch. He motioned to Nick that he'd let himself out and call him later.

"So you want to talk?"

"Nah its ok, I don't want to burden you with it."

"You could never burden me Sara."

"Its just so hard to explain. I feel so angry. I always thought rape victims cried all the time, or at least that's what they do on TV. I just can't help thinking how I'd like to.."

"How you'd like to hurt him? It's natural Sara. What happened to you isn't fair and it isn't right."

"I had a shower when I came in. I tried scrubbing away everything. It doesn't work like that does it?"

"No you can't just scrub everything away."

She looked down. "I feel."

"Guilty, ashamed, dirty and that it was your fault?"

"How did you know that?"

"There's something you don't know about me Sara. I thought I'd never have to tell you but I don't want you to feel like you have no one to turn to, like you have to deal with everything on your own, because you don't. I can help you."

"What do you mean you can help me?"

"You know a couple of weeks ago I got really upset about the case where the boy died and I thought the psychiatrist might have... Might have sexually assaulted him."

"Yeah you said it was just because a friend of yours had been." Realisation suddenly hit her. "It wasn't a friend was it? It was you."

"Yes it was."

"Well when? Where?"

"I was nine. My mum and dad were going out to a posh company dinner. My brothers and sisters all had dates or parties and so my mum got a babysitter. It wasn't my usual babysitter though it was a last minute replacement. We'd played games for the evening and then I went up to bed. I hadn't been in bed for 10 minutes when she came upstairs. I heard my door creaking open and I heard her asking me if I was still awake. Then she came over to my bed and pulled back the sheets."

He paused tears filling his eyes. He had been clenching his hands together and his knuckles were now white. Taking a deep breath he continued.

"I remember the pain and the way her hands felt on my body. It only lasted for 5 minutes but I'll never forget it. I waited for my mum and dad to come home but I couldn't tell them. I didn't know it was a bad thing. I just knew it felt wrong. I remember the next morning I got in the bath and scrubbed away. I felt dirty even back then. I just grew up with it. I didn't tell anyone until a couple of weeks ago when that case came up. So if you didn't think I would understand how you felt, you now know I do."

"I'm sorry Nick I never knew," Tears rolled freely down her face. "I never thought."

He embraced her in a big bear hug.

"Shhh it's ok. it's all in the past now. But I didn't ant you to think no one was here for you."

And that's how they sat for a while. Soothing each other's pain. Crying on each other's shoulders. There was no need to say a word, they felt exactly what the other one felt. They parted later on and Sara tried to explain what she went through.

"He rang the door bell and asked to come in. Said he wanted to apologise for earlier. I'd caught him with my evidence. A case he had nothing to do with and was looking into for his own personal enjoyment. I was furious with him. I invited him in and we started having another argument basically just a replay of the one we'd had earlier on in the day. He got so angry I saw the veins sticking up in his neck. And then he just started taking digs at me, saying how I thought I was perfect and that I thought every man wanted me and then he went to hit me. My gun was upstairs so I just darted it. I forgot everything about getting out of the house. I didn't think he was going to actually rape me at that point I just felt insecure and edgy and I thought if he saw my gun he'd know I was serious. I ran to my bedroom but he caught up with me and he shoved me onto the bed before I got my gun. And then he."

"It's ok you don't have to say it, Sara. At least you've got it out in the open now. It's a horrible thing I know Sara and I know this will sound stupid but it does get easier with time. Sure I still have the occasional nightmare but I cope. And you will too."

They hugged again and remained like that until Nick's cell phone rang. The caller I.D named the caller as Warrick and he picked up immediately.

"Hey Warrick what's wrong?"

"We've got a problem."

"What?"

"No one can find Chad however the police had a call from him earlier, anonymous of course. He told them that they aren't going to find him and that he's not sorry etc. He also said he knew where Sara was now. I'm sorry man to tell you all this its just you need to know in case he comes after you."

"When was this call Warrick?"

"About 10 minutes ago."

Nick looked at the clock. 2 and a half hours had passed since Sara and him had started talking.

"Well thanks Warrick. We'll pack a few things and get to the lab, safety in numbers and all that."

"Ok man see you and Sara soon."

Nick hung up the cell phone and broke the news to Sara. They were just about to get up when all the lights went out and an enormous crash, like a breaking window broke the silence of the room.

Sara whispered in the darkness. "He's here Nick, He's here."



It's not so much a cliffhanger this time but I hope you like it. Please review if you think I should continue I'd love to here any contributions. Thank you for reading this and spending time to do so.