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In the Echoes of Silence A Quest for Redemption	By : Erinlindsay97 Category: Stargate: SG-1 > Crossovers Views: 42 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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( Justin's P.O.V)
I sat on the examining table as Will tended to my shoulder and thigh. It had taken an agonizing hour for Stella and Brett to reach Med, the longest hour of my life.
My mind raced with thoughts of Erin. I watched as they wheeled her away to a separate room, knowing I wouldn't see her until she was stabilized. Unable to focus on Will's treatment, I closed my eyes, contemplating the challenges ahead.
Erin's recovery would be arduous, and I feared she might succumb to despair. I hoped desperately that she would allow me and her team to support her.
Henley's words haunted me. I despised his cruel characterization of Erin and blamed myself for not resisting him more forcefully before tragedy struck.
"You're good to go," Will announced, breaking my reverie. I turned to him. "Can I see Erin?" I asked, desperate to be by her side, especially now that she needed me more than ever.
Will shook his head. 'I don't know. You'll have to wait in the waiting room while I go see what's happening,' he said calmly.
I nodded, glancing at my wrapped and bandaged shoulder and thigh. 'I wish I could have fought them off or taken all the damage myself,' I murmured.
Will frowned and shook his head. 'Don't talk like that,' he said. 'You know Erin wouldn't let anyone hurt you.' I knew he was right, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I could have endured the torture.
'Erin is a detective,' Will said, his eyes softening. 'She wouldn't let you get hurt because it's her duty as both your friend and girlfriend. I know the road ahead won't be easy, but I believe in both of you.'
I listened to Will's words, but my mind was racing with what I had heard. He continued talking, saying, "Erin is strong. I know she'll make it through this. It may take her longer than last time, but with you and her friends, she'll be okay."
"I know," I sighed, Henley's cruel words echoing in my head. "But you didn't hear what that bastard called her." Tears threatened to fall.
"And I don't want to know," Will said as he opened the door for me. "But I do know that she's so much more than that."
I nodded and headed to the waiting room where the others were. I knew I had to confront my father about his knowledge of Henley's release. I was furious that he hadn't told me.
If I had known, I would have protected Erin from all this. But now it was too late. One thing I did not regret was killing Henley.
( April's P.O.V)
As I tended to Erin's wounds, my heart sank. I had applied a cold compress to her badly bruised neck and bandaged the bite marks on her chest and shoulder.
With trepidation, I realized I needed to examine her genital area, despite my reluctance to cause her discomfort or embarrassment. I wanted to ensure she had no further injuries and minimize the risk of infection.
Her once-bright hazel eyes now held no emotion. I recalled her arrival an hour earlier, unable to comprehend how anyone could inflict such cruelty on such a compassionate and lovely person.
"Erin," I whispered gently, her gaze momentarily meeting mine before returning to the ceiling. "I need to examine your lower body." My voice was soft, filled with concern for the damage I might encounter.
Erin nodded, her voice stuck in her throat. I understood her silence; this man had done something terrible to her, leaving her unable to speak to anyone or trust any man.
"Do what you have to do," Erin whispered, her voice so cold I barely recognized it as hers. I knew once I finished, I would talk to Dr. Charles and see if he could help, as I knew he wouldn't hurt her.
Nodding in agreement, I rose from my seat to gather the necessary items. As I returned, my heart broke at the sound of a soft sob coming from the brunette.
Approaching the edge of the bed, I gently tapped Erin's leg, prompting her to pull up her knees and spread her legs. "I need you to open your legs," I said.
Erin's gaze met mine for a moment before she complied. Pain spread across her face as she did so, confirming the severity of her injuries. "That's good enough," I whispered, pained to see the usually spirited detective in such distress.
I lifted up the blanket so I got a better look. I rested my hand on Erin's trembling thigh” It's okay, I'm just going to take a few seconds.” I promised to try to get her to stay calm.
As I inspected Erin's vaginal area, I noticed severe bruising and swelling. I had difficulty getting a clear view. "Are you finished examining my Virginia?" she asked in a rough voice. "I understand it must look awful."
"I'm making sure everything is alright," I replied, resisting her cold demeanor. She had the right to her feelings, and if lashing out at me provided her solace, I accepted it.
After collecting a few samples, I gently lowered the blanket, eliciting a pained grunt from Erin. "I'm finished. I have something to relieve your pain," I whispered as I adjusted her IV.
She shook her head. "No," she whispered. "I don't deserve it. I brought this upon myself." Her voice trembled as she met my gaze.
"Don't say that," I said, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "There are people who need help and deserve it." Erin's voice became louder. "A broken down whore like me doesn't.”
"Don't talk like that, Erin," I whispered, my voice trembling. I couldn't bear the thought of her pushing me away.
"Just go!" Erin snapped, her head turned. "I don't need anyone's help. And make sure no one visits when you leave."
Frowning, I knew she didn't mean it. The trauma had taken its toll. "Erin, you don't have to face this alone-" I reached out to her, trying to offer comfort.
"I said go! I want to be left alone!" Erin's voice was filled with anguish. "Don't bring Justin either. I don't want to see anyone."
Defeated, I nodded. "Okay, I'll let him know." I tucked Erin under the covers and turned to leave.
As I glanced at the broken detective, a single thought lingered: ' Henley you deserve to be dead for what you did to Erin.' With a heavy heart, I closed the door behind me.
( Justin's P.O.V)
I sat in one of the waiting room chairs. It had only taken about 40 minutes to get my shoulder and thigh stitched and bandaged. I was fortunate that neither the bullet nor the knife had caused any serious damage to my thigh and shoulder.
My gaze was fixed on the double doors, waiting anxiously for news of Erin. I scanned the room, my eyes meeting those of the worried faces gathered there—everyone from District 21, as well as Kelly, who had refused to leave Brett and Stella's side. The others from Firehouse 51 had promised to visit as soon as Erin was able to receive visitors.
I overheard Al talking to my father, who nodded in agreement. I glanced briefly at my father. I knew we needed to have a conversation, but I decided to postpone it until we were home. I didn't want to dwell on such matters now, when Erin needed me to be fully present for her.
Suddenly, my attention was drawn back to the double doors as they swung open. April emerged and made her way towards us. I stood up and met her halfway.
"How's Erin?" I asked, my chest tightening as I pushed down my fear.
"Physically, she'll be okay," April said, looking around the group. "But mentally, only time will tell." Her eyes softened as she spoke.
I nodded, my mind racing with the question I had to ask. I wanted to know if April thought Erin could be pregnant. But I didn't know how long Erin had been off birth control before Henley raped her again.
She could have stopped taking it since the two times we had sex, but Erin always told me if she was off birth control so I could pull out.
"Can I ask you something?" I said, my lip between my teeth. April nodded. " Erin was not on birth control when Henley raped her." I took a deep breath. "Do you think she'll end up pregnant?”
I bit my lip as gasps rippled through the room. Kelly tried to interject, "It's too early to say for sure. If she shows any signs in a few months, we can worry then."
April's words resonated with me. I couldn't fathom Erin's reaction if she were pregnant. The only way to know was to ask her how long she had been off birth control.
If she had been off it both times we had sex, it would ease my anxiety. But if she had been on it, I was determined to support her through whatever she decided.
"Okay, thank you," I replied. April nodded.
"Can we see her?" Voight inquired. I glanced at him. I didn't want him near Erin right now, not until I could fully trust him.
"Justin," my father warned, clearly eager to see her.
"No!" I snapped. "I don't want you near her!" I knew it was wrong of me to shield her from the man who took her in, but he had betrayed our trust by keeping Henley's release from us.
April shook her head firmly. "No," she said. I frowned, not liking the news that none of us could see Erin. "Erin doesn't want to see anyone right now."
"I'm sorry," April added with a sigh.
"Can I at least go see her?" I asked, hoping that Erin would want to see me, at least. My heart sank when April shook her head again.
"I'm sorry, but she specifically said she didn't want to see you either, not yet," April said gently.
I nodded, even though I didn't want to accept what April had told me. Then, I shook my head. "No, I won't allow that," I said, looking at the dark-skinned woman.
"Just let me go talk to her, April. Just for about ten minutes, maybe I can convince her to change her mind," I begged.
April looked at me, a sigh escaping her lips. She seemed torn, but the look in my eyes told her that I would visit Erin even if she didn't let me. "Okay, but if Erin tells you more than once to leave, I will drag you out," she said. I nodded in agreement.
A bad feeling washed over me as I realized that this could be the end. Erin was likely going to break up with me.
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