Gia rested in Jason's arms. She kept her eyes closed tightly.
Jason won't hurt me became her mantra. Jason didn't kill her when she black mailed Emily or when she drove drunk and hit Carly.
Jason won't hurt me but God will punish me.
She started to wail.
"I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I'm sorry…please. Forgive me." She pushed herself from Jason's lap and fell to the floor her hands folded. "Forgive me."
"Gia!" He took her hands. "Gia!"
"He's punishing me." Her cries came in gasps. "I hurt so many people. He's punishing me."
"No, Gia, no. You were a kid." He wrapped her in his arms. "Everyone makes mistakes."
"Why me?" She grabbed the lapels of his coat. "What did I do? He was my friend!"
"I don't know Gia. Some people are just evil." The car stopped. "Will you let me help you? Let me protect you."
Slowly she nodded her head.
"Good, Monica is coming over to look at you." She looked at him her eyes begging him. He brushed her hair out of her eyes. "She won't tell. You're bleeding and I don't know how to fix that. O.K.?
She nodded and he once again lifted her into his arms. Francis had brought a blanket from the house. Jason tucked it around her to ensure she was completely covered.
He carried her into the cottage and up the stairs into a bed room.
Moments later he heard a car stop in front of the house and Monica's frantic voice. Jason laid Gia on the bed and stroked her hair.
"Monica's here. She's going to fix you up." She had a death grip on his hand.
Monica came into the room dressed in a soft blue evening gown. Johnny had told her all he knew on the way over but looking at the girl Monica knew. Gia had been raped.
"Gia?" She looked at Jason. "Monica's going to look at you now."
Jason silently looked at Monica and nodded for her to start.
"Gia, it looks like you're hurt." Her voice was soothing like a mother's should be. "Can I give you something to stop the pain?"
Gia looked at Jason before nodding. After cleaning a spot on her arm, Monica filled a syringe with a clear liquid and injected it into Gia's arm.
Jason felt Gia's grip slip until her breathe was deep and even.
"It's a sedative." Monica stroked her shoulder. "The exam I have to do is not easy and it usually helps keep them calm."
Jason stood and turned his back as Monica began the examination.
"Did she say who did it?"
"Stavros Cassadine." Jason said flatly.
"Dear lord," She gasped.
"I know he's dead…"
"No, he's not." She looked over at his stiff back. "He's been in town for months masquerading as Lucien Cane."
"Then he did this to her." Jason's mind ran a million miles a minute.
"Laura said he was becoming obsessed with Gia. He called her several times a day and sent flowers all the time everywhere. Even places where no one knew she was shooting." Monica sighed. "She has a second degree vaginal tear. I'll need to stitch her up. I need you to help me."
Jason walked to the end of the bed and took the leg that Monica gave him. He couldn't help but look at the nasty gash near her vaginal opening. Jason felt his blood boil.
He watched Monica clean the area and began stitching it. She put five stitches in the wound and cleaned it again.
"Do you want me to do a rape kit?" Jason shook his head.
"She doesn't want anyone to know." Monica nodded and finished cleaning Gia.
She stood up and took out her pad.
"This is a list of instructions that she has to follow. These are pills for the pain. There's a drug that can prevent pregnancy but she needs to be seen in an official capacity in order to receive it." She handed him the papers. "Just keep an eye on her Jason. Look for any depression and any sign that she wants to hurt herself, if she does, get her professional help."
"What about getting her clean?"
"She can have a shower but no baths for the next three weeks." Jason nodded and walked Monica to the door.
He went back to Gia's side. She was filthy. Blood and dirt stuck in her hair. Jason sat in the chair next to the bed and tried to decide what to do.
He could wait for her to wake up and then let her take a shower or he could put her in the shower himself. Jason decided on the latter.
He went into the storage closet and got the portable bath stool. He dropped the hand held shower head next to the tub.
Stripping down to his boxers he carried the still naked Gia into the bathroom. He made quick job of washing her. He carefully cleaned the bite wound on her shoulder. Then he dried her off with a towel and dressed her in a large shirt. Finally, he settled her in the bed again.
Jason dressed himself in sweat pants and moved his chair closer to the bed. He hated men like Stavros. He took Gia's friendship and used it against her.
Jason would make sure he paid for it.