This chapter is dedicated to my friend, Mona, who basically helped me write it
November 15th, 2001
Week 26
Dave walked towards of examine room five. Stupid dare devils jumping though plate glass windows. He glanced over to the admit desk. Randi was sitting at the computer playing solitaire. She looked so sexy just doing that. Her back had been hurting her more and more lately. All week she had been having Braxton Hicks contractions. Slowly but surely the due date was coming closer.
"Excuse me are you a doctor?" Dave turned around to find a young woman standing there. Her eyes were red and her cheeks were puffy.
"I sure am. Dr. Dave at your service." He smiled leading her into the room.
"Your nametag says...Malucci."
"Right...Dr Malucci." Dave said, "What seems to be wrong?"
"I...I...I ah...think I'm pregnant." She said.
"Oh...okay." Drat...nothing fun. "Well, we'll get you a test and find out. What's your name?"
"Virginia Walsh." She said quietly. "I can't believe I'm here." Dave looked at her.
"Would you like me to call someone for you?" He asked. Virginia shook her head.
"N-No. I can't tell my mom I'm here. She w-would be so mad." She said quietly.
"How old are you?"
"Th-thirteen." She said looking at the floor. Thirteen. Dave shook his head. Babies having babies.
"All right. I'm going to draw some blood." Dave said sitting down beside her bed. He watched her movements. She seemed very nervous to be here, more nervous than usual. Dave put a comforting hand on Virginia's arm. She jumped slightly. Dave prepared a syringe to draw some blood. "Is there anyone you would like to have down here with you? Maybe your boyfriend?" He asked trying not to poke into her personal life.
"I-I-I...um...i don't have a boyfriend." Virginia said watching Dave get the needle ready. She hated needles. "I'm fine...I d-dont need anyone here...."
"Okay," Dave said softly. He continued to prepare the needle, and walked over towards her. "This isn't going to hurt much at all. You're going to feel a very small prick when I insert the needle in, and that's all. Okay?" He found her vein easily and inserted the syringe. "If... you don't have a boyfriend... why do you think you're pregnant, Virginia?" Virginia watched the needle go in.
"B-Because..I h-h-had...s-s-sex." She stuttered. A few tears slid down her cheek. There... was something about this girls reaction that was bothering him. Of course, she might have been scared because she thought that she was pregnant... but there was something more to it then that.
"Okay," Dave said very softly, withdrawing the needle from her arm. "I told you. It would hardly hurt at all." He prepared the viles to be sent down to the lab for testing, and he walked over to the sink and grabbed a box of tissues. He handed them to the girl, and patted her hair down gently. "We're going to send these down the lab, and we should know in a few moments. Okay sweetheart?" Virginia's lip quivered slightly.
"O-Okay." She said in a small voice. She stared at the floor biting her lip "Virginia," Dave started softly. "Is there something else that you're not telling me," he asked gently. He didn't want to pry... but if she was forced to have sex, which is what Dave was beginning to suspect, then there were other things that needed to be done.
"W-What...Would I b-be not telling you?" Virginia asked not looking at Dave "B-Because I t-told you everything..."
"Okay," Dave said again softly. "I am going to have a nurse take these blood samples to the lab, and I'll be back in just a few moments. Okay," he asked.
"O-O-Okay." Virginia stuttered. She covered her face with her hands trying not to cry. Dave was about to leave the room, when he saw the girl was close to tears.
"I promise, I'll be right back." He opened the door, and quickly found a nurse. "Can you take these samples down to the lab for me, please?" He asked, handing over the viles along with the appropriate paperwork.
"No problem, Dr. Malucci," the nurse replied. Dave headed back into the room. "I'll...I'll stay with you until we get the results back, okay? And if you are pregnant, we'll be able to talk about what to do next.. Okay?" Virginia nodded slowly as she started to cry softly.
"I-I c-cant be p-pregnant."
"Unfortunately, this is sometimes the result when you have unprotected sex, Virginia," he said softly. Dave looked at the girl, and put a protective hand on her shoulder. "When was your last period, Virginia?"
"I would have used a condom..." Virginia sniffed, "Um.... I don't remember...a month ago...or two...yeha...two months ago.." Dave continued to gently stroke her hair. he didn't want to push her into talking.
"Okay. You might not even be pregnant. So, we'll cross that bridge if we come to it. Are you sure that there isn't a friend or someone that we can call to come down and be with you?" Virginia shook her head.
"N-No..I'll get in trouble They'll blame me...M-mom always said she'd blame me if th-this ever happened. I just...I d-dint want it to happened...I n-never wanted to be here." Virginia pulled her knees up to her chin.
"You.. didn't want what to happen, Virginia," Dave asked softly.
"A-Any of this..I n-never wanted any of this to h-happen.' Virginia sniffed
"Virginia," he said softly. "If you didn't want this to happen, why didn't you use a condom?"
"I....d-didnt have a choice." Virginia closed her eyes ashamed.
"Oh," Dave said softly. he wasn't quite sure what to say. he wasn't a psychologist. All he knew was his blood began to boil. "Virginia," he asked very softly. "Did someone force you to have sex?" Virginia nodded,
"B-but..it wasn't rape...so don't think it w-was." She said trying to cover up the subject, "Mama says its not rape f you know the person...And I knew him...so...It was rape..okay??" Dave sighed deeply. She wasn't equipped to handle this...but she couldn't leave this girl alone.
"Virginia, there is something called date rape. This is when you are forced to have sex by someone that you know - maybe even someone that you trusted. If... you had sex, and you didn't want to..." Two months ago. If this happened two months ago, it was too late to do a rape kit or anything along those lines. But one thing was clear. She needed to speak with someone from psych. "Virginia, wait here for a moment. I am going to go see if your lab results are back, okay? I'll be back in just a moment." Dave squeezed her shoulder gently, and left the room, heading for the admit desk. "Randi, are the results back yet on Virginia Walsh? And, can you give Kim a page and ask her to come down here?" Randi smiled at her sexy Fiance and handed Dave a folder.
"There you go and I will." Randi picked up the phone and dialed Kim's number. "Hello?" Kim rubbed her eyes.
"Dr. Legaspi, Dr Malucci needs you in room 4." Randi said.
"Okay...IM on my way down." Randi looked up at Dave. "She's on her way down."
"Thanks, Babe." Dave leaned over and kissed her softly hoping he'd calm down some. "How are you feeling?"
"I feel like I swallowed a watermelon." Randi chuckled. Dave smiled weakly. he took the folder from Randi's hand and opened it, frowning at what he saw. he walked back into the exam room, and sat down next to Virginia. he placed her chart next on the table next to the bed, and gently took Virginia's hand in his.
"I know that your Mama said that if it was someone you knew, that it wasn't rape.. but Virginia, honey.. I'm afraid it was." he squeezed her hand gently. "And Virginia.. I'm sorry to tell you that you are pregnant. I've called down a friend of mine for you to speak to. Her name is Dr. Legaspi, and she'll be able to help you, talk to you about your options. Okay?" Virginia's lip quivered.
"n-No....N-No." she whispered. Kim knocked on the door gently.
"I'm.. so sorry, Virginia..." He hesitated as he heard the knock on the door. he walked over, and opened it. "Dr Legaspi."
"Dr Malucci." Kim said looking at her chart, "Ah...you called for a consult." Dave spoke in a low voice, so that Virginia couldn't overhear.
"Yes. Dr. Legaspi, this is Virginia Walsh. She's 13 years old, and her pregnancy test has just come back positive. She may.. have some other things to talk to you about. She disclosed to me that she was date raped, though she is hesitant to call it rape because it was someone she knew. I thought it would be best to bring you down to talk to her." Kim nodded and noted something down on her clipboard. She walked over to the Bed and looked at Virginia.
"Hello Virginia...My name is Dr Legaspi and Dr Malucci asked me to come down to talk to you." Virginia sniffed.
"Can h-he stay?" Kim looked up at Dave.
"If she wants to." Virginia looked up at Dave.
"P-Please."
"I'll stay as long as you need me to, Virginia." Dave knew he was going to get more and more pissed off but She wanted him to be there.
"You're pregnant Virginia...Do you have any idea what you want to do?" Kim asked. She shook her head.
"I-I can't think about that r-right now. I-I need to go home."
"No..you can't go home yet." Kim said looking at the child, "were you forced to have sex?" Virginia stared at Kim.
"Y-Yes." She said in a small voice. "Dr Malucci says you knew the person." Virginia nodded slowly.
"Who was it."
"M-My....um...My uncle." Virginia said quietly. Kim glanced up at Dave. Her uncle. That fucking bastard. Dave took a deep breath in. he walked over to the opposite side of the examination table, and took Virginia's hand in his own.
"We're .. going to take care of you, Virginia, and make sure this doesn't happen again," he said softly, locking eyes with Kim's once again.
"Am I going to get into trouble?" Virginia asked. Kim shook her head "Of course not. You did the right thing to tell us. You have to understand..Whenever you tell someone No they must obey it. You were raped, Virginia. He had no right to do that." "But...but...mama said-"
"She was wrong." Kim said firmly. What kind of woman would tell her child that having sex with someone you knew wasn't rape? Unless...
"Virginia," he said softly, "I need to talk to Dr. Legaspi for just a moment, okay? We're not going to leave the room, we'll be just over here." he looked over to Kim and motioned her over towards the door. "Something she said earlier.. I can't help but wonder if her mother knows. She said to me that her Mama said that it's not rape if the two people know each other. I'm deferring to you - you are the professional here, and can better approach this than I..." Kim scratched her neck.
"Maybe...its possible Her mother is trying to cover up the shameful family secret..or maybe her mother was raped herself." Kim shrugged, "I've never really met anyone who told his or her kids that..I usually encounter people who don't know what rape is or just wont admit it."
"There is no way we can let this girl go home.. can we? If the uncle raped her once... there is no telling how many times it's happened since then.. or before. She told me it's been 2 months since her last period. Which means.. it's been going on for 2 months. And she's now pregnant.. with her uncle's child..." Dave involuntarily shuddered as he spoke. Kim nodded her head.
"As much as I hate to say it, We'll need to bring social services into this."
"I suppose we'll have to tell Virginia that she won't be going home tonight..." Kim nodded and looked at the child who was crying softly.
"She trusts you...I think you should." Dave nodded once again and glanced back over to Virginia.
"Okay," he said softly. Dave walked back over to the child, and again smoothed down her hair gently. "Virginia, we need to make sure that your Uncle never does this to you again. And.. we're going to need to bring some more people in to talk to you. Okay?" he figured he would take things slowly. One step at a time.
"Oh god...i'm going to get into so much trouble." Virginia said.
"Why would you?" Kim asked.
"M-my mom...She said...to never tell about My uncle...sh-she said...They all do it...That's what uncles do..." If this prick was here I would murder him.
"How often did he touch you Virginia?" Kim asked.
"As...long as I can remember....H-He's at my house every day..w-with my m-mom." "Where's you're father?"
"I...I don't know. My mom said I don't have one." Kim looked up at Dave. His eyes widened in horror as Virginia continued to speak. How.. how could a parent expose a child to something like that.. and when Virginia said that she didn't have a father, he felt sick to her stomach. he looked back at Kim.
"You're not going to get in trouble, Virginia," Dave said softly. "We're going to do what we can to make sure that your Uncle doesn't touch you again. Uncles don't do this, Virginia. I want to make sure you know that this is not your fault..." His voice trailed off.
"Dr Malucci is right. None of this is your fault." Kim said softly. Virginia closed her eyes.
"I just don't understand...W-why would he do this then?"
"He...he has something wrong with him and We'll find out what." Dave nodded in agreement.
"Dr. Legaspi and I - we're going to make sure you are not hurt again." he looked from Virginia back to Kim again, and felt himself becoming more nauseous as he stood there. This had been such a long day - and he was 15 minutes from his shift ending when this had happened. But he wouldn't abandon this girl now. Not until he was sure that she was safely in protective services care. Virginia sat there for a moment and then nodded. "W-What about my mom?"
"We'll have some people talk with her also.:" Kim said. Dave looked from Virginia, to Kim, and then back to Virginia again.
"I.. I think so, Virginia." he looked over to Kim for support. Virginia closed her eyes.
"I'm tired." Kim nodded and stood up.
"We'll let you sleep okay?"
"Okay." Kim looked at Dave.
"Sleep well, Virginia," Dave said softly. he walked outside of Virginia's room, following Kim. "Will you be able to take care of calling social services? I don't want the opportunity of her going back to that house to arise."
"Of course I will." Kim said, "I'll get her a bed upstairs and have Adele come talk to her and maybe her mother. Virginia won't be going home anytime soon as long as her uncle is there." Dave nodded slowly. "I'll handle this from here, but I'll send a report to you later to let you know how everything is, all right?"
"Yes...Thank you, Dr Legaspi."
"It's my job." Kim smiled weakly and walked off to get Virginia a bed upstairs. Dave ran his hand through his hair and burst into the lounge. He took a chair and threw it against the lockers.
"Fucking asshole." He seethed as Randi walked in slowly.
"Dave...Are you okay?" She asked quietly.
"Why do people like that exist?" He growled sitting down. Randi sat next to him, rubbing her large belly.
"People like what?"
"Rapist and abusers. I fucking hate them all." Dave cried. "If I could kill them all I would. They...They hurt so many innocent people. Th-They hurt too many....Too many."
"Like your mom." Randi said quietly. Dave looked up at her as if she had said the secret password. He nodded slowly. Randi had always guessed he had a hard time growing up. He was always protective over her and all his abused patients. She had seen him attack a few abusers on a few occasions.
"L-Like my mom." Dave said softly. He looked up at Randi taking her hand, "I'll never hurt you, Randi. Never in a million years. I won't hurt our kids. I wont. I'll be good. I promise you that, Randi."
"Oh Dave. I know you wouldn't touch me." Randi said. "That thought has never even entered my brain. You wouldn't do that. That isn't your style, Dave, and that's another reason why I love you." Dave smiled weakly. "Why don't you clock out right now and we can go home and soak in a nice bath?"
"I don't think the two of us can fit in the tub anymore." Dave said. Randi frowned slightly.
"Then I can soak in the tub and you can sit beside it feeding me grapes and doing my nails." Dave chuckled softly.
"Sounds good to me." He said with a sigh. He hated days like this.
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