Disclaimer: If you recognize, I don't own it.
A/N: This is me wondering how/why Sarah was left alone by the Crew when Nick disappeared. This is rated to be safe, and for attempted rape.
Secrets
by Ariannaid
Sarah felt numb. Nick was late-four hours now. Or was it five? How many hours? She had lost count. She couldn't lose count. Nick had to come back. He wouldn't lie to them. If Nick said he would come for them, he would. He had to.
So why wasn't he here?
So much time had past. A week? Two? It didn't matter. Nick wasn't here. Curt and Jonathan and the Crew said he was dead. But Nick couldn't be dead. Sarah refused to believe it. Nick just couldn't have died. He was out there. He must have had to run from the Creosotes. That was all. He would come back. As long as she believed that, it would come true.
Oh no. Almost a month since Nick disappeared. The Crew were starting to leer at her. It was only a matter of time until they took her into their harem. Did it matter that she was pregnant? Probably not. It wasn't visible yet. But she knew. She was carrying Nick's child. Sarah had to keep it safe. It might be the only thing she had left of Nick. But Nick wasn't dead. He would come back.
Cornered. Sarah was cornered. Curt had backed her up against a wall. He was going to rape her now. With Nick gone, it had only been a matter of time.
"Come now, Sarah. You want to be fed, don't you? All you have to do is become part of my harem." He leered at her, making Sarah want to scream and run away. She couldn't do it. Nick would come back...he was still alive... "You're just a stupid bitch like the rest of them. We can't let you get special treatment, can we? We tolerated it while Nick Aten was here. Shame he's dead. But you still have uses, don't you?"
Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasplease. Sarah couldn't think coherently. She just wanted Curt to stop. She couldn't stand to think of the way his hands were touching her. The way his mouth was seeking hers. And they were still outside. Nonononononononononononononono. This couldn't be happening. Where was Nick? He was alive. He would come for her. Oh, Nick!
She vaguely heard heavy boot falls, and then Curt was pulled off of her. Through panic-hazed vision, she looked up to see an ugly, tattooed face staring at her impassively, and then turning and punching Curt.
"You touch the girl again and I'll kill you." Tug Slatter growled at Curt. Curt nodded mutely, snot dripping from his nose, eyes wild with terror. Slatter turned to Sarah.
"Get back to Del-Coffey. And if you tell anyone about this I will pound you to a bloody pulp and then feed you to the bloody Creosotes."
Sarah nodded mutely, but stayed where she was. Slatter kicked Curt savagely, then turned and walked off, hands in pockets, as if nothing had happened. Curt moaned, the sound startling her into action. Sarah stood and ran to the bricked-up house where Del-Coffey stayed.
And never told anyone how Tug Slatter had protected her.
And neither did Curt.