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Quick warning; this chapter contains things unsuitable for younger readers. Mentions of rape. Not bad, but a little. Skip ahead if you don't want to read the first section. Summary at the end :)

Anna.

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Flack pressed his head against the cool glass of Jess' hotel room.

"We gotta get these guys, Stell." He whispered. "They messed with the wrong girl this time."

"We will," she reassured him. "We'll get them. For Angell."

"Jess." He told her. "Her name is Jess."

Stella nodded, patting his shoulder briefly before pulling out her phone and moving away. "Mac, hi. Yes, I'll get down there now. Uh-huh. Yeah, get Lindsay to the hospital – she's gonna need to do a rape kit. Yeah. Well, I don't think he's gonna be okay if she has. Alright."

Flack knew what Stella was worried about. He knew that if Jess had been raped, he wouldn't be held mentally fit for trial, if he did find those sonofabitches that hurt her like this.

She was his partner. As far as he was concerned, the best thing he cdould do for her was break her attackers' legs, one at a time.

Ten minutes later, Stella had gone and a heavily pregnant Lindsay was in her place. "Hey," She greeted him with a careful hug. Flack felt her bump press into his stomach, and it made him sad.

"Hey Linds. You okay?"

"I'm the one that's supposed to be asking you that."

He half smiled. "I'm not the one that's seven months pregnant though..."

"Well, I'd be very worried if you were." She paused. "Flack, I'm going to have to-"

"I know, I know." Don said tiredly. "Standard procedure in female attack victims. But please, Linds – tell me the results. Even if I'm not gonna want to hear them."

"You got it, Flack."

Lindsay pushed open the door to the room and quickly lowered the blinds with one last apologetic look at her friend. It would cut him up not being able to physically see her and know she was safe, but she also knew he understood how necessary this test was.

"Hey, Jess." She said softly, pulling out the rape kit. "It's me, Lindsay. Or Montana, depending on how much time you've been spending with Flack. Probably Montana then."

She sat herself at the foot of Jess' bed and moved her friend into the position. "I'm so sorry about this – I know how private you are and you're probably going to want to hit me for this, but I gotta do it, okay? I'll try be quick. And careful."

Lindsay began the procedure she hated more than anything in the world. "Flack's outside, you know. Won't leave. Been here for an hour, and won't go home at all. He pulled a double today, so he's knackered but he ain't going anywhere. Danny tried to get him to just sleep on the hospital couch, but he doesn't want to go anywhere, in case you wake up. This is the awful party, okay? It'll be over soon, I promise."

Flack was stood by the door as Lindsay came out of the room. "Well?"

"Flack, I gotta speak to the nurses, okay?"

He frowned. "Montana..."

"Flack, I just gotta speak to the nurse, alright? Make sure they sort Angell out okay. Then I'll give you the full results of the test. I promise." Her face grew softer. "She'll be okay, Don. I know she will."

Don nodded numbly, wondering what could be so bad that Lindsay couldn't tell him.

A few minutes later, Lindsay returned, her face apprehensive. "Um, okay. You gotta hear me all the way through, alright?"

"Okay, okay."

"Well, the test came back positive for sexual activity in the last four hours, which could mean that-" She stopped, seeing Flack's face.

He had turned ashen and slumped against the wall. "She... she was..."

"Flack, before you go all comatose on me, you need to understand – she could have just had sex at some point before the attack. She wasn't necessarily raped. "

It was no use – Flack was already staring blankly ahead, stunned by the fact that his squad partner had been violated in this way.

"Flack!" She hissed. "Flack! Hey, in case you forgot, I'm pregnant, and this really isn't helping my blood pressure. If Danny finds out, he might just kill ya." She told him sternly.

"Hmm?" He glanced up, clearly distracted. "Oh, yeah. Um, sorry, Linds, it's just that ... I, uh-"

"Yeah, I know." She smiled sympathetically. If anyone else had done this it would have seemed completely patronising, but Flacvk knew that Lindsay was just trying to be kind.

He really appreciated it.

"Uh, LInds ... I'm gonna have to get in touch with Jess' family. Could you ask someone to find me the numbers for her brothers and father?"

"Sure," she nodded.

He stood up and hugged her, careful not to squeeze her swollen stomach.

"It'll be ok, Don. I know it will."

He nodded, not trusting himself to speak. If he didn't say what he thought – what he feared – then maybe Jess would be okay. Maybe she would wake up. Maybe he would wake up and this would all be a bad dream.

Maybe.

"Alright!" Mac called to the various CSI's and police officers milling around the scene. "We need to canvas the area for witnesses and possible suspects. Remember, the attacker would have been large, and powerful, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to attack Detective Angell. So, I want interviews and witness statements by one am, clear?"

The replies came back thick and fast. Angell was one of their own, and a much-loved cop. Everyone was outraged by the attack, so everyone was keen to help out.

Mac turned to his CSI's. "Stella, I want you to bag and tag. Hawkes, get the blood samples. If we're lucky, Jess'll have got a hit in and we'll get the attacker's DNA. Danny, photograph."

The three detectives nodded, and got straight on with it.

"I can't believe this happened to Angell." Danny said in disbelief, shaking his head."I mean, she's one of the toughest cops on the force. I wouldn't have thought anyone'd have been stupid enough to try attack her. If Flack gets hold of him, he'll kill the guy."

Stella paused. "Maybe that wouldn't be such a bad thing..."

Mac glanced up, shocked. "Stella! Did I just hear that?"

"No Mac." She replied, not looking away from Danny, who had a strange look on his face.

"Well, the best way we can help Detective Angell now is to gather as much evidence as we can, and nail this guy to the wall, okay?"

The CSIs nodded glumly.

"You got it, Mac." Hawkes said half heartedly.

They got to work in silence. Working a scene wasn't as interesting when it was one of their own. One thing was for sure, someone was going to pay.

Summary: Jess may have been raped, but it might have just been sex.

Ok, so I'll work on the next chappy.

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Anna.