A/N Anyone who notices the house-reference I put in here? It's subtle.. sort of..

Had this chapter already done when I posted the last one, so don't expect the third for at least a couple of days.

Tried really hard not to step on anyone's toes with the whole rated T for mention rape thing. But if I did step on your toes. I'm sorry I did, I tried my best.

"Ma'am, my name is Zoë. Can you tell me yours?" She was standing in front of Ed so she could speak to the woman directly.

"We got you covered, just keep you com on and listen to it carefully." She nodded so Ed knew she was listening.

"Stacy, Stacy Warner" She answered, the knife still firm in place against the man's throat.

"Spike, run that name for me. See what comes up"

"Way ahead of you Ed, I'll let you know when I know something." He could hear Spike's cocky smile over the com.

"Thanks Stacy, can you tell me who you got with you there?"

"A bastard, that's who he is."

"Don't think she's going to give us a name right now, leave it. You can try again in a few minutes. Spike got his picture. Let him try his magic." It was Greg, talking in her ear.

"Ok, then can you tell me why you think he's a bastard?" Zoë asked with a friendly voice.

"Because of what he did!" She got a little more agitated, and the knife was now pressed against his throat almost to the point of cutting.

"Greg, I got the solution."

"You got it if you need it Ed."

'Oh no, that's not going to happen on my not even first day.' Zoë thought.

"Ed, got it." It was Spike "Stacy Warner was raped not more than a month ago. Our John Doe matches the sketch the Toronto PD made." Zoë took in a sharp breath.

"Good thing you came walking into the station this morning Zoë, she wouldn´t have listened to any of us." It was Greg.

"Where Spike?" Zoë whispered so Stacy wouldn't be able to hear her.

"In the street, she got grabbed. I got the pictures, it was violent. Police never found out who it was."

"You don't know his name, do you Stacy?" Zoë said sympathetically.

"He just needs to go! The police couldn't find him. I bet they didn't even try!"

"Show her that you are on her side Zoë" It was Greg again, the solid voice in her ear.

"I get what you are doing Stacy, you want the man responsible for ruining your life to get punished. I get that, but this is not the way to do it."

"You don't get it, if you did you wouldn't try to stop me."

"I do."

"Don't lie to her Zoë." Ed was strict.

"If you did you would ask them to leave!" Stacy pointed towards Ed and Sam.

Zoë turned around and looked at Ed, his eyes hardened and shook his head.

"I think they want you to show them some good faith first Stacy." She turned her attention back towards Stacy "That knife is pressing into his skin pretty hard, can you lower it a little for me?"

"Will they leave?"

Zoë raised her eyebrows at Ed, he nodded towards Sam. "I can get rid of one for you."

Stacy nodded and lowered the knife just a little.

"Sam, go stand outside this door." Ed whispered. Sam nodded and left the room.

Zoë inhaled deeply. "I do get it, I've been raped." That definitely got everyone's attention.

"Don't lie Zoë" It was Ed again.

She ignored Ed and continued. "At first you were scared, now you're angry and scared. Because he gets to live his life like he always has, no change whatsoever. But you don't, you rather walk an extra mile then to take the short way with dark alleys. In the beginning you were afraid to be alone with men, but that's starting to go away. The nights are the worst, because you wake up in the middle of the night sweating. Am I close?"

Stacy just nodded.

"Zoë" Ed snapped.

"You know what I had the most trouble with? The everyday stuff. I didn't want to tell my friends, afraid they would pity me. So I didn't tell them, I think that only made it worse. I wasn't able to talk to my friends about it. They obviously thought I was acting weird, never wanting to go anywhere alone."

"Zoë" Ed snapped again. Ed thought she was lying, Spike did a background check on her and nothing special had come up.

"Ed, it's really annoying. Either shut up or I will turn my com off." She whispered roughly.

"Zoë don't lie to her, you never lie to an unsub."

Zoë turned her com of. That pissed of Ed, but he couldn't make a move towards her because of the knife Stacy had pressed up against the man's throat.

"But I got through it, Stacy. And you will too."

"You are 100% over it?"

Zoë shook her head. "I don't think that'll happen for a long time. But I'm no longer afraid to be around men. Haven´t been for a long while. I still avoid dark alleys, but that's just general safety. And yes, I still have some nightmares. But rarely. I used to have them 5 or 6 times a night. I'm down to 2 or 3 times a week. So that's pretty good progress."

"But they caught the guy who did it?"

"Greg?" It was Ed

"Leave it for now Ed, Spike is doing a background from before she came to Canada."

Again, Zoë shook her head. "They never did. And that's hard. But I've moved on mostly."

Stacy had lowered the knife a little again.

"But you know when you won't be able to move on?" Zoë didn't wait for an answer. "When you do something stupid, like kill him. They made a sketch, he matches the sketch. If they've got DNA they can compare it and you will get closure. But if you kill him, you will go to jail. Always wondering what you life would've been like if you hadn´t. Would you have met a wonderful guy, gotten married and had children? So please, give me the knife?"

Stacy looked at the knife and then back to Zoë, she then nodded and handed her the knife. Zoë grabbed it and let Ed cuff both of them. She then walked out towards Sam and handed him the knife.

She walked out, passed Greg coming out of the van to meet her, passed the yellow tape and passed the crowd to a nearby trashcan and threw up in it. She heard someone walking up to her.

"You can yell at me Ed, just give me a minute."

"I wasn't planning on yelling, but if you want me to?" it was Greg, smiling gently at her.

"Spike background checked me." It was more of a statement then a question.

"Yeah, had some trouble going back to before you arrived here though."

She nodded. "How far back did you get?"

"To when you were 13, the file is sealed so we don't know what happened."Greg handed her a bottle of water.

"Thanks, so you're still not sure if I lied."

"Judging by your lunch in the trashcan, you didn't lie."

She smiled at him, gave back the vest and shook his hand. "Thanks for letting me go with you today, but I'm not sorry I didn't listen to Ed. I'm pretty sure I said exactly what she needed to hear. I'll take a cab"

"So, I take it you changed your mind and don't want the job?"

"Well, I just figured you didn't want me. After not listening to my team leader and all."

"I read your letter of recommendation, it said you're a stubborn pain in the ass. But that if we could tame you, you'd be one hell of an SRU-cop. So I was planning to talk to Ed, but if you're just going to walk away..."

"Oh, I still want the job."

"Then let's go debrief."

They turned around to see Ed walking towards them. "His bark is worse than his bite, I'll be in the car. "

"You weren't lying."

"No, but you don't have to say anything. You don't know me, you had no reason to trust or believe me."

"So you still want to join the team?"

Zoë nodded. "But there are all sorts of tests I have to do first."

"You've got PTSD?"

"Not anymore, had some from the war but it's gone mostly." 'Wow, he doesn't pull any punches does he.' Zoë thought.

"Nightmares?"

"Nightmares" Zoë confirmed. Ed nodded and walked back towards the car. Zoë stared at him for a second in disbelief of what just happened and then followed him.

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