Aftermath
Chapter 5- Jump, or no jump?
A/N: This is about as exciting as it gets.
Disclaimer: The day I own Eames and Goren is the day I become queen of Australia
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Eames had left Ashlie home and gone to work. Her and Goren had a new case and were questioning a suspect.
"So you killed him and then what happened?" Goren asked. The woman was getting frustrated.
"No, I didn't kill him. The other woman did. The one with the blond hair and leopard skin mini-skirt. Looked like a hooker. I just saw everything and when the cops showed up they thought I did it coz she had gone." The woman ran her hands though her hair.
"Do you know why she killed the guy?" Eames asked instead of Goren because he was clearly becoming just a frustrated.
"She said something about a bundle of money. I don't know. She was raving about all the hard work she and her boyfriend did to get it and it had gone. That is all I know" the woman sounded truthful so Goren nodded. He sat down opposite Eames.
"She knows nothing, you can tell by her voice," he said, rubbing his eyes. Eames closed the folder she was writing it. "Luke must have known about the money. He knew where it was and when he wouldn't tell she killed him. There must be more people who know where it is because she wouldn't kill the only like" Goren concluded. Eames checked the time.
"I have to go. Ashlie has another appointment," she said, standing up. He nodded.
"How is your hand?" he asked. Eames had the bandage off and just a clear sticky square over it (the ones used for burns), even though it hadn't healed much.
"Fine. Do you wan to come today?" she asked.
"If I need to," Goren replied.
"Well Dr. Halliwell wants to start on that part of the therapy today" Eames informed him.
"So soon?" Goren asked as they left the room.
"Yeah. She said Ashlie is coming along well and there is no reason to wait. We'll pick Ashlie up and head straight there," Eames said getting into the car with Goren in the passenger seat. She gripped the steering wheel, but pulled her hand back when the sticky pulled the skin.
"Want me to drive?" Goren asked.
"That would be good, thanks," she said and they swapped seats.
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This therapy session, Goren and Eames sat in on.
"Today we are going to start unscrambling the memories of what happened the day you were assaulted" the doctor started.
"But I remember what happened. I was tied down, injected with drugs and raped," Ashlie said.
"Yes, but because of it your brain has blocked out men" dr. Halliwell said.
"Because they are horrible" she came back with. The remark hurt Goren a bit, but he knew she didn't mean it.
"This is common in assaulted females, but not all men are bad. Do you remember who found you and took you to hospital?" she asked. Ashlie shook her head. "It was a man - the man sitting there next to Alex." Alex looked over at Goren.
"I don't know him." The words were harsh.
"Ok. Do you recognise this man?" Dr. Halliwell asked holding up a mugshot of one of the men who assaulted her. She nodded.
"He raped me" she said, snatched the picture and tore it up. She was shown pictures of all the rapists, six famous male actors and six famous females. She tore up the rapist's pictures, said she didn't know who the male actors were and named every female she was shown. After, Ashlie went out side while Dr. Halliwell spoke with Eames and Goren.
"Ok, she only knows the men who were there. Everything else is scrambled. We just have to find the key to unlocking it all" she told them.
"How long do you think it will take?" Goren asked. Dr. Halliwell shrugged.
"It could take weeks to months. We'll have another try at tomorrow's session" she said and left the two.
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Back at home, Eames and Goren were talking and Ashlie was lying on her bed asleep. Every time she slept she had nightmares. There were people everywhere saying things she couldn't understand. Voices were everywhere and everywhere she turned she saw the men who assaulted her - including Goren. They wouldn't go away and it drove her mad.
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"Alright then Goren. If you think you are so smart who was the boy king?"
"Eames, you mock me. Tutankhamun" he answered without a doubt. They were busy quizzing each other about everything.
"Yeah, yeah Mr. Smarty Pants. I've run out of mint. Can you go get some?" she asked Goren, who was staying for tea.
"Ok. There is a shop around the corner and down the road a bit isn't there?" he asked. Eames nodded. "Be back soon" he said and walked out the door. Eames went back to her cooking. It was going nicely so she decided to sit down for a while. The sticky stuff on her hand was coming off, so she pulled it off. She cleaned it and had a look. It still hadn't healed much.
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This girl is scared. I should have stopped it. Teach her how to behave. You are just as good as your mother. I'm sorry Ashlie.
She couldn't take any more. She woke up in a sweat, but she could still hear them. She paced the room, shaking her head.
"Go away. I don't need this," she said, putting her hands over her ears. Finally, she walked out the room, down the hall and into the lounge room where Eames was sitting.
"Hey Ash. What you doing?" she asked. Ashlie ignored her and opened the window. It was a long drop. She stood out on the ledge. "Ash, what are you doing?"
"Nothing. I can't stand it any more. All the voices are driving me insane" she said. Eames jumped up.
"No Ash, don't jump. That's why you are seeing Dr. Halliwell to make it all better. Just comeback from there" Eames tried to convince her. Ashlie looked over her shoulder at Eames. Jump, or no jump?
A/N: This is about as exciting as it gets.
Disclaimer: The day I own Eames and Goren is the day I become queen of Australia
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Eames had left Ashlie home and gone to work. Her and Goren had a new case and were questioning a suspect.
"So you killed him and then what happened?" Goren asked. The woman was getting frustrated.
"No, I didn't kill him. The other woman did. The one with the blond hair and leopard skin mini-skirt. Looked like a hooker. I just saw everything and when the cops showed up they thought I did it coz she had gone." The woman ran her hands though her hair.
"Do you know why she killed the guy?" Eames asked instead of Goren because he was clearly becoming just a frustrated.
"She said something about a bundle of money. I don't know. She was raving about all the hard work she and her boyfriend did to get it and it had gone. That is all I know" the woman sounded truthful so Goren nodded. He sat down opposite Eames.
"She knows nothing, you can tell by her voice," he said, rubbing his eyes. Eames closed the folder she was writing it. "Luke must have known about the money. He knew where it was and when he wouldn't tell she killed him. There must be more people who know where it is because she wouldn't kill the only like" Goren concluded. Eames checked the time.
"I have to go. Ashlie has another appointment," she said, standing up. He nodded.
"How is your hand?" he asked. Eames had the bandage off and just a clear sticky square over it (the ones used for burns), even though it hadn't healed much.
"Fine. Do you wan to come today?" she asked.
"If I need to," Goren replied.
"Well Dr. Halliwell wants to start on that part of the therapy today" Eames informed him.
"So soon?" Goren asked as they left the room.
"Yeah. She said Ashlie is coming along well and there is no reason to wait. We'll pick Ashlie up and head straight there," Eames said getting into the car with Goren in the passenger seat. She gripped the steering wheel, but pulled her hand back when the sticky pulled the skin.
"Want me to drive?" Goren asked.
"That would be good, thanks," she said and they swapped seats.
~*~*~*~*~*
This therapy session, Goren and Eames sat in on.
"Today we are going to start unscrambling the memories of what happened the day you were assaulted" the doctor started.
"But I remember what happened. I was tied down, injected with drugs and raped," Ashlie said.
"Yes, but because of it your brain has blocked out men" dr. Halliwell said.
"Because they are horrible" she came back with. The remark hurt Goren a bit, but he knew she didn't mean it.
"This is common in assaulted females, but not all men are bad. Do you remember who found you and took you to hospital?" she asked. Ashlie shook her head. "It was a man - the man sitting there next to Alex." Alex looked over at Goren.
"I don't know him." The words were harsh.
"Ok. Do you recognise this man?" Dr. Halliwell asked holding up a mugshot of one of the men who assaulted her. She nodded.
"He raped me" she said, snatched the picture and tore it up. She was shown pictures of all the rapists, six famous male actors and six famous females. She tore up the rapist's pictures, said she didn't know who the male actors were and named every female she was shown. After, Ashlie went out side while Dr. Halliwell spoke with Eames and Goren.
"Ok, she only knows the men who were there. Everything else is scrambled. We just have to find the key to unlocking it all" she told them.
"How long do you think it will take?" Goren asked. Dr. Halliwell shrugged.
"It could take weeks to months. We'll have another try at tomorrow's session" she said and left the two.
~*~*~*~*~*
Back at home, Eames and Goren were talking and Ashlie was lying on her bed asleep. Every time she slept she had nightmares. There were people everywhere saying things she couldn't understand. Voices were everywhere and everywhere she turned she saw the men who assaulted her - including Goren. They wouldn't go away and it drove her mad.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Alright then Goren. If you think you are so smart who was the boy king?"
"Eames, you mock me. Tutankhamun" he answered without a doubt. They were busy quizzing each other about everything.
"Yeah, yeah Mr. Smarty Pants. I've run out of mint. Can you go get some?" she asked Goren, who was staying for tea.
"Ok. There is a shop around the corner and down the road a bit isn't there?" he asked. Eames nodded. "Be back soon" he said and walked out the door. Eames went back to her cooking. It was going nicely so she decided to sit down for a while. The sticky stuff on her hand was coming off, so she pulled it off. She cleaned it and had a look. It still hadn't healed much.
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This girl is scared. I should have stopped it. Teach her how to behave. You are just as good as your mother. I'm sorry Ashlie.
She couldn't take any more. She woke up in a sweat, but she could still hear them. She paced the room, shaking her head.
"Go away. I don't need this," she said, putting her hands over her ears. Finally, she walked out the room, down the hall and into the lounge room where Eames was sitting.
"Hey Ash. What you doing?" she asked. Ashlie ignored her and opened the window. It was a long drop. She stood out on the ledge. "Ash, what are you doing?"
"Nothing. I can't stand it any more. All the voices are driving me insane" she said. Eames jumped up.
"No Ash, don't jump. That's why you are seeing Dr. Halliwell to make it all better. Just comeback from there" Eames tried to convince her. Ashlie looked over her shoulder at Eames. Jump, or no jump?