The limo pulled up to the hospital and Will wrapped his arm around Karen's shoulder as they entered the building. Within moments they were taken to an examining room and Karen's doctor took a few tests to make sure that she was alright. She wouldn't let Will leave her side, and he held her hand the whole time.

When they were finally allowed to leave it was four o' clock and they were exhausted. He helped her into the limo and Driver began taking them to Will and Grace's apartment. Karen huddled close to herself, feeling ashamed of what had happened. She was also ashamed that Will had seen her in such a light.

"You shouldn't stay at the manse." Will's whisper seemed ignored for a moment until he felt Karen's hand grasp his in the dark of the car. She didn't look at him. "You can stay with me for a while. I'm sure Grace will understand."

"No." Her eyes met his in a chilling motion and he felt his heart rate begin to quicken. "Honey, this is going to be our little secret. Nobody is going to know."

"Are you going home?"

"I'll pack a suitcase later." She looked at him and tears filled her eyes again. She angrily wiped them away and finished her statement. "I'll be fine on your couch, honey."

He scooted closer to her and she jumped. He looked into her eyes, telling her that it was going to be okay. She licked her lips and sighed. He was caught off guard when she moved into his arms and hugged him, feeling his warmth and the safety of his arms around her. Her tears fell for the millionth time that night, but it was the only time that someone who cared for her was there to catch them.

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Will laid a pillow on the couch in front of the television and went to find a warm blanket while Karen removed her shoes. She was nervous, completely out of sorts, and scared to death. It had only been a few hours since she had been attacked and the harshness of the situation continued to sink deeper into her soul. She felt dirty and wanted to take a shower immediately. She grabbed her purse and began walking to the bathroom at the same time that Will walked into the room with a blanket.

"Where are you going, Kare?" Her arms were wrapped around her upper half and she was slouched more than she usually would be. He could see the pain in her eyes and wished it all on him, softening her burden.

"I was just going to take a shower, honey. Is that okay?" She sounded fragile and he gave her a small smile for comfort.

"Why don't you use my bathroom? It's got a tub. We can put some bubbles in it." She nodded as he held his hand out for her to take. She didn't hesitate and placed her hand in his, allowing him to lead her to his bathroom. He filled the tub with water and bubbles and got her a towel and washcloth. He left the room to get her a pair of his cotton pajamas before returning and turning off the water.

She watched as he catered to her, wanting to help as much as he could. She could tell that he was sleepy, and she appreciated the fact that he hadn't left her side since he found her. He turned to face her, and she didn't wait before she walked into his arms and embraced him. He held her close, and she took in his scent, feeling safe.

"Thank you, honey." He placed a small kiss on the crown of her head and held her for a moment.

"Do you want me to stay awake until you're finished?" She pulled away and gave him an emotionless smile.

"No. You look sleepy, honey. I'll be fine." He nodded and left the room, closing the door behind him and leaving her alone. She sighed before she began to take her clothes off, laying them on the counter. She slowly stepped into the bath and sat down, taking in the scent of the bubbles.

It was the first time that she was alone to think about what had happened only hours before. It replayed in her mind, and she felt sick to her stomach. She didn't even know the man, but he knew her. That was something else that made her cringe; the fact that he used her name. She felt her body trying to relax, but her mind wouldn't allow it. It was racing from thought to thought, fear and anger running through her veins. She hated him. She hated herself for letting it happen. She felt like it was her fault, and she felt so dirty.

She took a deep breath and slid deeper into the bath, her head going under the water. She wanted to feel clean, sanitary. She rose to the surface and wiped the water from her face, breathing heavily. The water didn't help, didn't make her clean. No matter how many times she washed her hair or scrubbed her skin, it wouldn't go away. She wanted Will, she needed a hug from somebody that she knew wouldn't hurt her. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. She jumped and felt her heart beat quicken for no apparent reason.

"Are you okay, Kare? You've been in there for a half hour."

"Yeah, honey." Her response was soft, but she knew that he heard it because he sighed with some kind of relief and walked away. She finally decided to get out of the tub, wrapping herself in a towel and opening the drain. She walked over to get dressed, not even bothering to look at herself in the mirror. She didn't feel like having her reflection mock her.

She had to crack a smile when she picked up the clothes and found a pair of boxers amongst them. She quickly dressed and brushed her hair with Will's brush, hoping that he wouldn't mind. Her wet curls hit her face, feeling cold, and she took a deep breath before cleaning up the bathroom the best that she could. She folded her clothes and left them on the counter. Then she put her contact lenses in her purse before she opened the door and peeked into Will's bedroom. He stood from his bed, where he was reading a book, and walked over to her.

"Is everything alright?"

"I used your brush."

"What?"

"I used your hairbrush. I hope its okay. If not then I'll buy you another one next time I'm out." He smirked at her small ramble and shook his head.

"No. Its fine." She nodded and murmured goodnight as she made her way to his door. He sat down on the bed and watched as she stopped, her hand on the doorknob. She took a deep breath, but she still didn't move. "Karen…" She turned around at the sound of her name. He pulled the covers back on the opposite side of his bed and patted the spot. She bit her lip before slowly making her way over to him.

"Are you sure, honey. I've imposed on you enough tonight."

"First off, you're not imposing at all. And second, I kind of want to hold you." His confession made her heart feel lighter, and the blush on his cheeks let her know how sincere his words were.

She lay down on his bed and he pulled the covers over her. He looked into her hazel eyes as she rolled over on her side to face him. He silently asked her if he could put his arm around her, and she scooted closer, never taking her eyes from his, as he put his arm over her waist. She sighed at the warmth that he brought with him and pulled him closer, placing her face on his chest and breathing him in.

"Don't let go, Will."