AN: I know it's been FOREVER since I've updated, but give a girl a break.
My laptop crashed, and I got engaged, so things have been a little hectic.
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Savannah came out a few minutes later in Jim's robe. It was extremely big on her, causing it to drag on the floor. She had to hold a bunch of it with her hands to keep from tripping on it.
Savannahs heart was pounding wildly. She didn't know these men, yet she had already told them so much. She had told them much more than she had ever told anyone. There was still more to tell, but she wasn't ready to talk about it. She wouldn't ever be ready to talk about it.
Jim had pulled a chair away from the kitchen table. He and Blair were standing there waiting for her. Savanna felt like a little girl who had got her hand caught in the cookie jar and was about to be punished for it.
Then she remembered they weren't going to hurt her. At least they said they weren't going to hurt her. Savannah wasn't sure if she could believe that or not. With Jim being a cop Savannah was more than likely going to jail. She wasn't sure she liked that scenario.
Right now though it was either these two or D'Angelo. Savannah was much more willing to deal with Jim and Blair as opposed to the sadistic drug lord.
Savannah walked over and straddled the chair. She let the top of the robe drop off her shoulders. She used her right hand to hold the fabric up in front so she wasn't exposed, and let it fall down in the rear to expose her wounded back.
There were various types of antiseptics and multiple gauze pads on the table. Savannah practically had her own private hospital.
Jim grabbed the peroxide off the table and poured a fair amount on a clean washcloth. "This is probably going to hurt."
"What else is new?" Savannah mumbled.
Jim began wiping the cloth over Savannah's back. At first contact the young woman cried out and gripped the chair with her free hand.
Blair walked in front of her, so that they were face to face. He wanted to find a way to get her mind of the pain.
"What about your father?" He asked.
She looked up at him curiously. "What?"
"Your father. You never said anything about him."
Savannah started to shrug, but thought better of it. "My father is dead. He was killed in a car accident when I was a little girl."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Blair said.
"That's life right?" She replied solemnly.
"How did your mom get hooked on drugs?" Blair continued. He was trying to keep her talking so her mind wouldn't be focused solely on the pain.
"What is this twenty questions?" She snapped. "My family life is my business, so back off!"
"Calm down Savannah," Jim said while applying an antibiotic cream to her back. "He was just trying to help."
"It's all right Jim. She's right I shouldn't have pried."
They all sat in silence until Jim finished bandaging the wounds. When he was finished Savannah stood up and was surprised at how tired she felt. Her arms and legs felt as if sandbags had been attached to them weighing her entire body down. Her head felt as if it weighed two metric tons and she didn't even want to thin about the heftiness of her eyelids.
"I think you need to get some sleep," Jim said.
Savannah nodded.
"You can have my room," Blair offered. "I'll take the couch."
Savannah wanted to disagree, but she was so tired she couldn't even talk. She went to take a step towards the couch, but didn't make it their due to the fact that her knees buckled and she collapsed.
Jim scooped the practically unconscious Savannah in his arms. Just looking at her he knew she was exhausted. After all she'd been through he couldn't blame her. Jim took her up stairs and put her in Blair's bed. He covered her with the blanket and walked back down to the living room where Blair was setting up the couch.
"Do you think she's telling the truth?" Blair asked.
The Sentinel sighed. "I think she is, especially after seeing her back."
"Is she going to go to jail?" Blair questioned as he sat on his bed for the night.
Jim sat in the recliner. "I don't know Chief. I can probably have the DA strike a deal. I mean she did it to save her mom, and the fact that he beat her to make her continue after the debt was paid off says something. They'll probably give her probation for her testimony."
Blair nodded. "That's good. She doesn't belong in jail. Hell she's barely an adult."
Ellison raised an eyebrow. "I'm not so sure she's as old as she says she is."
"She does look a little young," Blair concurred. "But if she's been malnourished over the past several years that could also be the reason."
"I don't know Chief. I just know that this girl has got herself in a lot of trouble."
The two men both turned in shortly after the conversation. It was sometime in the middle of the night that Blair woke up to Savannah sitting on the edge of the couch.
"Savannah what's wrong?" He questioned sitting up.
She smiled. "Nothing," She replied leaning in to kiss Blair.
At first Blair didn't know how to respond. He gently pushed her back. "Savannah what are you doing?"
"Thanking you. I mean if it weren't for you I'd probably be dead in the street now." She kissed him again and put her hand on his groin.
Blair quickly pulled her hand away.
"What's wrong?" Savannah asked with a puzzled expression. "I'm just trying to thank you."
Blair was truly shocked to think that this young woman thought that the best way to think him was with sexual favors. "You don't have to thank me this way," He told her gently.
"Of course I do. It's how women like me thank men."
"What do you mean women like you?"
Savannah shook her head and smiled softly. "Why are we talking? I can make you feel so good Blair. Let me make you feel good."
She leaned in to kiss him again, but he stopped her. "Savannah I'm not going to take advantage of you. If you really want to thank me than you'll testify against D'Angelo."
Savannah jerked away from him and stood up. She stormed over to the window and hugged herself tightly.
Blair walked up behind her and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "We're not going to let anything happen to you."
Savannah smiled sadly. "When I first went to work for D'Angelo there was another girl about my age already working for him. The only difference between us was that she was hooked on heroin. Half the time she wouldn't make a full delivery because she had gotten high off the stuff. I kept telling her to stop ya know. I told her that D was going to kill her if she didn't, but I don't think she could help it."
Blair listened silently as Savannah told her story. He didn't want to interrupt for fear she would close down.
"One time D caught her," She continued. "He beat the living hell out of her Blair. I mean she was ten times worse than what I am now. I was surprised she even survived."
"So what happened?" He asked.
"When she was up to D made her start selling again," Savannah laughed bitterly. "The dumb bitch started using again. No matter how much I pleaded or tried to help her, she just wouldn't stop. D caught her again and he...."
"He what?" Blair asked when she trailed off.
She turned to face him with tear filled blue eyes. "Let's just say that no matter what you do, you just can't save everyone."
"He killed her," Blair stated.
Savannah nodded. "He wanted to teach her lesson. The beatings didn't work so he pumped her so full of heroin that she died of her own addiction."
"He told you what he did to her?"
"I wish he had only told me!" Savannah exclaimed. "No he made me, and three others watch. He said that's what would happen if we stole from him."
Blair's heart broke for this woman. Her life had been hell. He wanted to do anything and everything he could to help her. "Savannah what did you mean when you said that this is how women like you please men like me?" It had been bugging him since she said it.
Savannah shook her head. "Don't worry about it." She walked past him to the stairs. She walked halfway up and turned back to him. "Blair?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Savannah nodded and continued into Blair's room. The young guide sighed and returned to the couch. He dwelled on the thought of Savannah until a sleep took him.
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Savannah came out a few minutes later in Jim's robe. It was extremely big on her, causing it to drag on the floor. She had to hold a bunch of it with her hands to keep from tripping on it.
Savannahs heart was pounding wildly. She didn't know these men, yet she had already told them so much. She had told them much more than she had ever told anyone. There was still more to tell, but she wasn't ready to talk about it. She wouldn't ever be ready to talk about it.
Jim had pulled a chair away from the kitchen table. He and Blair were standing there waiting for her. Savanna felt like a little girl who had got her hand caught in the cookie jar and was about to be punished for it.
Then she remembered they weren't going to hurt her. At least they said they weren't going to hurt her. Savannah wasn't sure if she could believe that or not. With Jim being a cop Savannah was more than likely going to jail. She wasn't sure she liked that scenario.
Right now though it was either these two or D'Angelo. Savannah was much more willing to deal with Jim and Blair as opposed to the sadistic drug lord.
Savannah walked over and straddled the chair. She let the top of the robe drop off her shoulders. She used her right hand to hold the fabric up in front so she wasn't exposed, and let it fall down in the rear to expose her wounded back.
There were various types of antiseptics and multiple gauze pads on the table. Savannah practically had her own private hospital.
Jim grabbed the peroxide off the table and poured a fair amount on a clean washcloth. "This is probably going to hurt."
"What else is new?" Savannah mumbled.
Jim began wiping the cloth over Savannah's back. At first contact the young woman cried out and gripped the chair with her free hand.
Blair walked in front of her, so that they were face to face. He wanted to find a way to get her mind of the pain.
"What about your father?" He asked.
She looked up at him curiously. "What?"
"Your father. You never said anything about him."
Savannah started to shrug, but thought better of it. "My father is dead. He was killed in a car accident when I was a little girl."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Blair said.
"That's life right?" She replied solemnly.
"How did your mom get hooked on drugs?" Blair continued. He was trying to keep her talking so her mind wouldn't be focused solely on the pain.
"What is this twenty questions?" She snapped. "My family life is my business, so back off!"
"Calm down Savannah," Jim said while applying an antibiotic cream to her back. "He was just trying to help."
"It's all right Jim. She's right I shouldn't have pried."
They all sat in silence until Jim finished bandaging the wounds. When he was finished Savannah stood up and was surprised at how tired she felt. Her arms and legs felt as if sandbags had been attached to them weighing her entire body down. Her head felt as if it weighed two metric tons and she didn't even want to thin about the heftiness of her eyelids.
"I think you need to get some sleep," Jim said.
Savannah nodded.
"You can have my room," Blair offered. "I'll take the couch."
Savannah wanted to disagree, but she was so tired she couldn't even talk. She went to take a step towards the couch, but didn't make it their due to the fact that her knees buckled and she collapsed.
Jim scooped the practically unconscious Savannah in his arms. Just looking at her he knew she was exhausted. After all she'd been through he couldn't blame her. Jim took her up stairs and put her in Blair's bed. He covered her with the blanket and walked back down to the living room where Blair was setting up the couch.
"Do you think she's telling the truth?" Blair asked.
The Sentinel sighed. "I think she is, especially after seeing her back."
"Is she going to go to jail?" Blair questioned as he sat on his bed for the night.
Jim sat in the recliner. "I don't know Chief. I can probably have the DA strike a deal. I mean she did it to save her mom, and the fact that he beat her to make her continue after the debt was paid off says something. They'll probably give her probation for her testimony."
Blair nodded. "That's good. She doesn't belong in jail. Hell she's barely an adult."
Ellison raised an eyebrow. "I'm not so sure she's as old as she says she is."
"She does look a little young," Blair concurred. "But if she's been malnourished over the past several years that could also be the reason."
"I don't know Chief. I just know that this girl has got herself in a lot of trouble."
The two men both turned in shortly after the conversation. It was sometime in the middle of the night that Blair woke up to Savannah sitting on the edge of the couch.
"Savannah what's wrong?" He questioned sitting up.
She smiled. "Nothing," She replied leaning in to kiss Blair.
At first Blair didn't know how to respond. He gently pushed her back. "Savannah what are you doing?"
"Thanking you. I mean if it weren't for you I'd probably be dead in the street now." She kissed him again and put her hand on his groin.
Blair quickly pulled her hand away.
"What's wrong?" Savannah asked with a puzzled expression. "I'm just trying to thank you."
Blair was truly shocked to think that this young woman thought that the best way to think him was with sexual favors. "You don't have to thank me this way," He told her gently.
"Of course I do. It's how women like me thank men."
"What do you mean women like you?"
Savannah shook her head and smiled softly. "Why are we talking? I can make you feel so good Blair. Let me make you feel good."
She leaned in to kiss him again, but he stopped her. "Savannah I'm not going to take advantage of you. If you really want to thank me than you'll testify against D'Angelo."
Savannah jerked away from him and stood up. She stormed over to the window and hugged herself tightly.
Blair walked up behind her and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "We're not going to let anything happen to you."
Savannah smiled sadly. "When I first went to work for D'Angelo there was another girl about my age already working for him. The only difference between us was that she was hooked on heroin. Half the time she wouldn't make a full delivery because she had gotten high off the stuff. I kept telling her to stop ya know. I told her that D was going to kill her if she didn't, but I don't think she could help it."
Blair listened silently as Savannah told her story. He didn't want to interrupt for fear she would close down.
"One time D caught her," She continued. "He beat the living hell out of her Blair. I mean she was ten times worse than what I am now. I was surprised she even survived."
"So what happened?" He asked.
"When she was up to D made her start selling again," Savannah laughed bitterly. "The dumb bitch started using again. No matter how much I pleaded or tried to help her, she just wouldn't stop. D caught her again and he...."
"He what?" Blair asked when she trailed off.
She turned to face him with tear filled blue eyes. "Let's just say that no matter what you do, you just can't save everyone."
"He killed her," Blair stated.
Savannah nodded. "He wanted to teach her lesson. The beatings didn't work so he pumped her so full of heroin that she died of her own addiction."
"He told you what he did to her?"
"I wish he had only told me!" Savannah exclaimed. "No he made me, and three others watch. He said that's what would happen if we stole from him."
Blair's heart broke for this woman. Her life had been hell. He wanted to do anything and everything he could to help her. "Savannah what did you mean when you said that this is how women like you please men like me?" It had been bugging him since she said it.
Savannah shook her head. "Don't worry about it." She walked past him to the stairs. She walked halfway up and turned back to him. "Blair?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Savannah nodded and continued into Blair's room. The young guide sighed and returned to the couch. He dwelled on the thought of Savannah until a sleep took him.
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