A/N: Sorry about the confusion, I had some grammer things to fix and didn't realize that you could just update the chapter without deleting it.

Chapter 2

They arrived at Mercy General Hospital around 1am. Rollins kept hold of Melissa's hand as they walked through the emergency room doors. She gave it a small squeeze and gave her a reassuring smile. "It'll be ok. I won't leave you unless you ask me to. Promise."

"Okay. I don't think I'll ask though. What do we do?" Melissa was scared. She was shaking and Rollins knew they had to do this fast. She took her up to check in and told the woman that they needed to see a doctor a.s.a.p.

"What about?" the receptionist asked. Rollins showed the woman her badge and the woman got on the phone. "She'll be down in just a moment, please take a seat."

"Thank you," Rollins gave her a smile and they went to sit down. She looked at Melissa. Her eye was really bruising now and she noticed her lip was swelling as well. Whoever this guy was, he had done a real number on her.

"Detective?" a female voice called a few minutes later. Rollins stood up and turned around; still holding Melissa's hand. "Would the two of you follow me please?" and the doctor turned and started walking towards the exam rooms.

Melissa looked at Rollins, who nodded. "It'll be okay. You'll be okay." Melissa nodded slightly and the two of them followed the doctor. They got into the room and Melissa sat on the table, while Rollins stood beside her. The doctor looked at the two of them.

"What can I do for you tonight?" she asked. Rollins looked at Melissa and nodded.

"Go ahead. It's alright, Sweetie, I'm here." Rollins reassured her.

Melissa took a deep breath and whispered, "I was raped." Luckily the room was quiet enough that the doctor heard her. Rollins squeezed her hand and the doctor put her hand softly on her knee. "I haven't changed, but I don't have any clothes to put on after you take these. I – I called my parents afterwards and they – they didn't believe me. So I told them I didn't want to come home and was going to stay at a friend's house. They accepted that and hung up. Then I went to the precinct."

"Alright, Hun. Well we got some clothes you can have afterwards. I'm guessing you're here for a rape kit, Detective." Rollins was about to interrupt when the doctor continued, "As well as to make sure the young lady is alright, I know. Well, we're going to step out and let you change, here's a gown to put on; I'll get you the spare clothes afterwards. Will you want emergency contraception?" she asked. Melissa nodded and the doctor did as well. "I'll get that for you as well then. Detective, shall we let her get changed?"

"It'll be two minutes, Sweetie. I'll be right outside." Melissa nodded as she started to cry a little bit. Rollins squeezed her hand and went outside. She felt so bad for the girl that her parents didn't believe her. What kind of parents thought their child would make something like this up? If she ever met them, she'd give them a piece of her mind. Melissa was scared, beat up, and it wasn't something that people lied about usually. Yeah, there were the few cases that were lies but usually people told the truth. When Melissa indicated she was ready, Rollins and the doctor went back in. First the doctor took pictures of Melissa's eye and lip. Then she got pictures of the bruises around her neck that Rollins hadn't noticed due to her hair, as well as pictures of the bruises on the rest of her. The guy really went to town beating her up. Then the doctor began the exam. Rollins took her hand and squeezed it gently.

"You wanna tell me what happened tonight?" Melissa squeezed her hand trying to hold back tears and nodded.

"I was at a party, get together thing at a condo in the East Village. There was this guy there, Jonathan, he's nineteen. He told me he was gay. I was talking to him about some problems I was having with my current boyfriend. We were walking around the outside of the condo. My little sister and one of her friends were a few steps behind us talking about their stuff. Eventually we got tired of walking, went back inside, and sat down in the hallway. The boys sat on one wall and girls on the other. We kept getting interrupted and so Jonathan suggested we go into one of the spare rooms. The rest of us agree and the four of us go upstairs." Melissa paused to take a breath. She was fighting the tears. Rollins squeezed her hand.

"It's okay, Sweetie. He can't hurt you anymore. You're here, you're safe. I promise," Rollins assured her. Melissa took another deep breath and nodded. Rollins squeezed her hand and she continued.

"My sister and her friend fall asleep. I tell Jonathan that I'm cold, so he gives me his jacket. We kept talking for a while longer and then he said he was cold. I attempted to give him his jacket back because I was getting hot, but he wouldn't take it. He instead picked me up and sat me in his lap. We kept talking until he said something, I don't remember what he said, but it made me turn around. When I did he – he kissed me. I was shocked but he had his arms around my waist so I couldn't move. We kept talking a while longer; I made sure it was safe topics like school. Then he said something else. Again, I don't remember what but I turned around again. I should've known better." At this point she started to cry. Rollins squeezed her hand.

"You couldn't have known, Sweetie. It's not your fault. You didn't ask him to hurt you; you didn't want this to happen. You did nothing wrong. What happened next?"

Melissa gasped as the doctor was doing tests. She squeezed Rollins' hand and shut her eyes. She took a deep breath and finished her story. "When I turned around the second time, he picked me up and pinned me down on the bed. He said he was going to show me what true love is. He said that my boyfriend didn't love me or – or I wouldn't still be a virgin. He – he said that I would always remember how I lost my virginity because he was that great. He got my clothes off, I tried not to let him and he tore my shirt. Then he said that if I screamed or tried to fight him too much, he'd have to hurt my sister too. He told me that if I told anyone, he'd know and he'd hurt her. Then he raped me. He kissed me, and licked my ear, and told me I was going to love it. I tried to get him off, and that's when he hit me. After what seemed like forever, my sister and her friend started to stir so he finished, got up, got dressed, gave me my clothes, kissed my cheek and told me, 'There now, that wasn't so bad was it?'" She started crying harder. Rollins squeezed her hand. The doctor said since he kissed her, they needed a swab of her mouth. She opened her mouth and let the doctor do what she needed to.

"Is there anything else? Do you know his last name?" Rollins asked. Melissa shook her head, unable to speak through the tears. The doctor got the kit together and gave it to Rollins then left to get Melissa a change of clothes. "We're gonna get him, Sweetie. I know I keep saying that but we will. But we gotta make sure we have all the facts, alright?" Melissa nodded. "Do you have anything else you can give us? Who interrupted you? I'm going to need to talk to your sister, though, and her friend. They're witnesses, even if they were asleep; they can still put him there. Did they go home or are they still there? Will your parents let us talk to your sister?"

"They might. I don't know. They don't believe me, so I don't think she will either. They both were still there when I left." At that moment the doctor walked in with the emergency contraception and change of clothes. She handed them to her and left the room. Rollins left as well so she could get dressed, leaving Melissa alone with her thoughts. She was scared. She knew that he could find out that she told and go hurt Jenny. She told Rollins she was dressed and she and the doctor came back in.

"Take the first pill now and make sure you take the second pill in six hours," the doctor told her, handing her a cup of water. Melissa nodded, took the pill, and put the package in her pocket. "You'll be okay, Hun. Detective Rollins is top notch. If anyone can help you, she can," and with that, she left the two of them alone.

"Could you go back to the station house and give us a bit more information. Like where you were at, maybe talk to a sketch artist?" Melissa nodded. "Alright, Sweetie, come on then." She got up and took Rollins' hand again. She didn't mind, Melissa was a sweet kid who, while she might almost be seventeen, really needed some comfort and someone on her side. Rollins was determined to be that someone.