WARNING: The rape will be mentioned in this chapter; nothing too graphic will be included. If this is hard or upsetting for anyone please don't read.

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Chapter Ten: I'm Leaving


"You're not pregnant."

Sylvie gasped and put her hand over her mouth. "I'm...I'm sorry. Can you please repeat that? I just..I just want to make sure I heard you right."

"Of course, Ms. Brett. As I said before, the early pregnancy test came back negative. There was no indication during our early hormonal test that you are pregnant."

"Thank you so much," Whispered Sylvie before she quickly hung up the phone and started hysterically crying.

She wasn't sure what it was that was making her sob so hard. Tears of joy? Hate? Hurt? Pain? Was she happy that she wasn't pregnant with her rapist's baby? Of course, she was. But, did it make her a bad person to pray for God not to bless you with a child? Was she a monster? Like him?

Matt was coming out of the kitchen and headed towards his office when he heard her labored breathing and crying. He knew it was her the second he heard it.

"Sylvie," Muttered Matt as he slowly walked over to her bunk and sat beside her. He wrapped his arm around her the second he slid down on the soft bed. "What's wrong? Are you alright? Are you hurting?"

Tears continued to bubble down Sylvie's face as she tried to catch her breath and speak to him "I'm...I'm not...I'm not pregnant."

"What did you say?" Asked Matt as he leaned in closer to her and tried to listen over her gasping for air.

"I said...I'm not pregnant."

Matt wasn't sure what he should do when he heard those words leave her mouth. Pregnant? That's what she said. Right?

"Sylvie...you thought you were pregnant?"

Sylvie didn't say anything she just nodded her head then bashfully pointed it towards the ground.

"Sylvie, why didn't you tell me that you thought you were pregnant? I could have been there for you. I'm sure, just by the look of you, it's terrified you."

Matt was sickened that Sylvie even thought there was a chance of her being pregnant. Who does that to someone? She didn't deserve that; the fear, the nausea, the worry. No one deserves that.

"Matt, I didn't tell anyone. I just dealt with it. I didn't want to make you or Emily worry any more than you already were."

Matt shook his head and quietly prayed that his anger would stay silent. "Sylvie, if I haven't already clear, you know you can tell me anything. Right? I'm not gonna let you go through this alone. I'm here."

Sylvie nodded and grabbed his hand, that was near her leg, and gave it a squeeze. There was something about Matt Casey's presence that just seemed to calm her. They sat there on the bunks beside each other for minutes. Neither of them said a thing. They just sat there and were there for each other.

"Matt," Whispered Sylvie as she slightly turned to look up at him.

Matt looked at her and cursed her beautiful blue eyes that were pulling him into her inch by inch, "Yeah,"

"I need to tell you something."

Matt noticed Sylvie's chance of tone and immediately came alert. He knew she hid the pregnancy fact from him. So, what else was she hiding?

- AMBULANCE SIXTY-ONE - POLICE ASSISTANCE CALL ON 431 CALIBER DRIVE - AMBULANCE SIXTY-ONE -

"Finish later?" Asked Sylvie before she quickly hopped up and wiped the still remaining tears off of her face.

Matt stood up from the bunk and nodded his head, "Yeah, we'll talk after you guys get back."

Sylvie turned to leave but stopped when she heard Matt call after her.

"Hey, Sylvie." Started Matt before he was thrown off by her beautiful eyes that were staring back at him. "Just...be careful."

Sylvie nodded and threw him a small smile before she took off towards Emily and ambo.

To be honest, Matt was pretty thankful that the bell had gone off when it did. I mean, he wanted to hear what Sylvie was going to say. He really did. But, it was just too much to sit there and hold in. How could she not have told him that she thought she was pregnant? Was she afraid of him? Did he do something wrong to make her not trust him like she did?

Matt's anger finally got ahold of him. He left the bunk room and stormed into his office where he slammed the door shut. Everyone in the house knew he was mad by the way the door nearly fell off the hinges.

As soon as Matt was done slamming the door and seeing red, he picked up his cell phone and dialed Jay Halstead's number. He knew he told Emily that he'd wait till the end of shift, but now he was so angry he didn't think he could do any more waiting.

"Hey. You've reached Jay Halstead. Sorry, I didn't make it to the phone. If this has anything to do with a case, please make sure you call the twenty-first district and have them direct your call. Thanks."

Matt cursed as soon as he heard Jay's voicemail. He was so pissed right now all he wanted, was answers. Answers for him and for Sylvie.

"Jay, this is Matt Casey from fifty-one. I was hoping you had a chance to look into...what we spoke about last time I was at the police station. Ugh...I would appreciate it if you did that and got back to me. Thanks, have a good night."

Matt wasn't sure what he was going to do to stop him from choking someone. He was furious. Furious that this happened and furious that he didn't stop it and wasn't there.

If he could get his hands on Owen...he would kill him.

A couple of miles away, Sylvie and Emily were sitting in the back of the ambulance with their victim who had been brutally attacked and thrown down a flight of stairs by her stalker.

"I...I thought he was gone. I thought he was out of my life." Cried the battered girl as she sat on the gurney and let Emily and Sylvie look at her injuries.

"Has he been bothering you for long?" Asked Sylvie as she carefully grabbed the girl's wrist and started applying pressure to the bleeding wound.

The girl nodded her bruised head, "He started bothering me after I broke up with him a couple of months ago."

"Did you report him?" Questioned Emily as she put her hand on the girl's shoulder and encouraged her to calm down and continue talking to them.

"I..I filed a report with the police last week after he showed up at my job and started screaming at me. I thought telling the police would help, but it didn't. It made it worse. He just started to come at me harder. And, today he tried to kill me."

Sylvie felt bad for the girl as she looked at her. Every part of her screamed fear. It was scary for Sylvie because she saw herself in the girl. A lot of their situation seemed similar. They were both survivors and they would both probably never feel the same way again. Nothing would ever be like the way it was before.

They were able to get the girl to med not too long after that. Luckily, all of her injuries seemed like they would heal on their own; and nothing was too serious. The girl was very upset when they got her to med and she had to talk to the police. She didn't want to talk to anyone; all she wanted to do was be alone. Much like how Sylvie still felt.

By the time Sylvie and Emily rolled back into the firehouse, it was after ten and a lot of fifty-one was asleep for the night. They were all relieved though, that it been a relatively quiet shift except for the pile-up this morning right after Sylvie told everyone about the rape.

"Hey, I'm gonna go take a shower." Called out Emily as soon as she and Sylvie set foot in the kitchen.

Sylvie nodded and kept on walking, "Okay, I think I'm gonna go and try to sleep some."

"Okay, and hey!"

"Yeah," Said Sylvie as she stopped and turned to look at her friend.

"I'm proud of you for today. You took a really big step."

Sylvie smiled and blew Emily a kiss, "Thank you."

"Anytime, partner."

Sylvie still had the smile on her face as she made her way through the quiet firehouse and walked towards the bunkroom. She was headed to her bunk when she looked up and saw that Matt's light was still on in his office.

Matt gave a sigh of relief when he heard the ambulance pull in and he saw Sylvie making her way to him. If he's being honest the only reason he was still up was to make sure that she got in okay and in one piece.

"Hey," Whispered Sylvie as she gave a slight knock to Matt's now wobbly door.

"Hey. How was the call? You all were gone for a while."

Sylvie walked in and went to close to the door, "What happened to your door? It's like it doesn't want to close."

"Umm..I'm not sure. I told Chief about it, hopefully, he'll get someone from maintenance to fix it. How was your call?"

"It was definitely an interesting one. But, nothing Emily and I couldn't handle." Said Sylvie before she let out the cutest yawn Matt was sure he had ever seen.

"Hey, you should get some sleep. You've had a pretty eventful day."

Sylvie nodded and turned to look at the dark bunk room with everyone sleeping in it. While she was getting better with being around everyone, the bunkroom right now looked like a sea full of sharks to her. It terrified her being a room with...men who weren't Matt as she slept.

Matt watched her eyes travel the bunkroom and he immediately knew what she was thinking.

"Hey, why don't you sleep in here with me tonight?"

"Matt, I can't do that. I don't want to get either of us in trouble, and what if one of us gets a call?"

Matt shook his head and got up out of his chair, "Come on, it'll be fine. And, you and I both know that you'll sleep much better being in here away from everyone."

Sylvie thought about it for a second before she nodded her head and agreed with him.

They both stayed wrapped around each other for the rest of the night. Matt's bunk was pretty small, much like the others, so they had to snuggle together a little closer than they had before. Neither of them minded, though.

The morning seemed to come way too quick for the both of them. All they wanted to do was stay wrapped around each other.

When Sylvie opened her eyes the first thing she noticed was that she had the bunk to herself. She did a small stretch while still laying down before she sat up and saw Matt sitting at his desk finishing up, what looked to be, reports.

"Good morning," Smirked Matt as he watched Sylvie get up off the bed and stretch.

"Good morning," Smiled Sylvie, "I didn't kick you out of your own bed did I?"

"Not at all. I just wanted to get up early and get these done before the end of shift."

"Thanks for letting me sleep here, Matt. You were right I think I slept a lot better in here than I would have out there."

"Of course, Sylvie. Hey, didn't you have something you needed to tell me yesterday before you got called out."

"Umm...yeah. I..ugh..I…"

"Sylvie, what is it?" Asked Matt as he started to get nervous.

"I'm leaving."

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