I'D JUST LIKE TO LET EVERYONE KNOW THAT I TAKE RAPE VERY SERIOUSLY AND THAT
I WILL BE INCORPORATING IT INTO MY STORY BUT I DO REALIZE HOW SERIOUSE IT
IS AND I AM READY TO TAKE THAT ON. IF SOMETHING ABOUT THAT BOTHERS YOU
PLEASE DO NOT COMMENT, ONLY COMMENT ON OTHER THINGS.
Vaughn's POV.
They won't let me go with her, something about needing to have space to work. The hell with space, I need to be with her.
Weiss contacted Dixon and he is contacting Lauren, I don't think I could talk to her right now.
What am I supposed to say? Ya sorry for not being home sweetheart, I was away on a mission pretending to be the husband of the love of my life, and now she's hurt and I might lose her and I find that she's more important to me than you are.
I'm sure that would go over real well.
I made the doctor promise to come get me before they start the rape kit. He'd better or I swear I will rip his throat out and not feel bad about it.
Some bastard touched my Sydney and I don't even know who it is. Well I can't jump to conclusions, I mean, maybe they didn't. Maybe they just, handled her roughly, maybe they didn't.
Hope.
Stupid stupid thing. It's deceiving and it keeps people from seeing the real picture. Sydney was raped and there is nothing I can do about that. And that is killing me inside.
The CIA hospital won't let anyone come into the waiting room. They let me in because I was on the mission with her.
Jack tried to come in but the guards wouldn't hear of it, even Dixon isn't allowed in. Part of me is thankful. I won't have to deal with telling them what happened, at least for now. Weiss was kicked out as soon as he started asking what had happened.
I wouldn't answer and he smashed his fist through a wall, who knew he had it in him.
A doctor is walking towards me and I immediately rise. He looks down sadly and I follow him.
Sydney is on a bed, an IV sticking out of her delicate arm and a lot of other machines that I can't distinguish are beeping around her. They lead me to her and she immediately grasps for my hand.
I sit next to her and lean my head down, whispering soothing words into her ear. I hope that my speaking will keep her mind off everything else these doctors are doing to her.
I immediately know that's not going to happen when I feel her start to strain against me. Her eyes have glossed over and she's pulling her hand away from me, a look of desperation on her face.
"I need to go, please just let me go."
I keep the hold I have on her hand strong and look to the doctor helplessly. She inserts a needle that seems to have already been readied into Sydney's arm.
I don't know if Sydney is afraid of what's to come or if she is reliving something. I don't think I want to know. She looks up at me, her face is a mask of fear and I'm not sure what to say to sooth her battered soul.
Whatever was in the needle seems to have taken affect because her hand isn't pulling against mine any more and her whole body has relaxed. I continue to talk to her, trying not to pay attention to what they are doing to her. Maybe if I don't notice she won't.
Because of the medicine she seemed to be calm and her eyes were focused on me until about 10 minutes into the exam. Then a whimper of pain escaped her lips and anger flailed in me instantly. I lift my face up just in time to see the doctor putting away everything.
"Wait! She was in pain a second ago." The doctor nods and motions for me to come with her for a moment. I lay a gentle kiss on Sydney's forhead before following.
"We have confirmed that Agent Bristow was raped but it doesn't look too bad. The only thing that I want to keep an eye on is the fact that she has so many cuts. It's to be expected of course but we just need to make sure everything heals correctly."
I nod and turn my head to where Sydney is now lying still. She is staring straight forward and I don't think she even realizes that we are done. Whoever broke Sydney Bristow is going to pay.
Vaughn's POV.
They won't let me go with her, something about needing to have space to work. The hell with space, I need to be with her.
Weiss contacted Dixon and he is contacting Lauren, I don't think I could talk to her right now.
What am I supposed to say? Ya sorry for not being home sweetheart, I was away on a mission pretending to be the husband of the love of my life, and now she's hurt and I might lose her and I find that she's more important to me than you are.
I'm sure that would go over real well.
I made the doctor promise to come get me before they start the rape kit. He'd better or I swear I will rip his throat out and not feel bad about it.
Some bastard touched my Sydney and I don't even know who it is. Well I can't jump to conclusions, I mean, maybe they didn't. Maybe they just, handled her roughly, maybe they didn't.
Hope.
Stupid stupid thing. It's deceiving and it keeps people from seeing the real picture. Sydney was raped and there is nothing I can do about that. And that is killing me inside.
The CIA hospital won't let anyone come into the waiting room. They let me in because I was on the mission with her.
Jack tried to come in but the guards wouldn't hear of it, even Dixon isn't allowed in. Part of me is thankful. I won't have to deal with telling them what happened, at least for now. Weiss was kicked out as soon as he started asking what had happened.
I wouldn't answer and he smashed his fist through a wall, who knew he had it in him.
A doctor is walking towards me and I immediately rise. He looks down sadly and I follow him.
Sydney is on a bed, an IV sticking out of her delicate arm and a lot of other machines that I can't distinguish are beeping around her. They lead me to her and she immediately grasps for my hand.
I sit next to her and lean my head down, whispering soothing words into her ear. I hope that my speaking will keep her mind off everything else these doctors are doing to her.
I immediately know that's not going to happen when I feel her start to strain against me. Her eyes have glossed over and she's pulling her hand away from me, a look of desperation on her face.
"I need to go, please just let me go."
I keep the hold I have on her hand strong and look to the doctor helplessly. She inserts a needle that seems to have already been readied into Sydney's arm.
I don't know if Sydney is afraid of what's to come or if she is reliving something. I don't think I want to know. She looks up at me, her face is a mask of fear and I'm not sure what to say to sooth her battered soul.
Whatever was in the needle seems to have taken affect because her hand isn't pulling against mine any more and her whole body has relaxed. I continue to talk to her, trying not to pay attention to what they are doing to her. Maybe if I don't notice she won't.
Because of the medicine she seemed to be calm and her eyes were focused on me until about 10 minutes into the exam. Then a whimper of pain escaped her lips and anger flailed in me instantly. I lift my face up just in time to see the doctor putting away everything.
"Wait! She was in pain a second ago." The doctor nods and motions for me to come with her for a moment. I lay a gentle kiss on Sydney's forhead before following.
"We have confirmed that Agent Bristow was raped but it doesn't look too bad. The only thing that I want to keep an eye on is the fact that she has so many cuts. It's to be expected of course but we just need to make sure everything heals correctly."
I nod and turn my head to where Sydney is now lying still. She is staring straight forward and I don't think she even realizes that we are done. Whoever broke Sydney Bristow is going to pay.