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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
Disclaimer: I do not own Chicago PD or it's characters, just the plot and my OCS.

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( Erin's P.O.V)
Lying on my side, curled up toward the window, my back to the door, I exhaled deeply, listening to the rhythmic beeps of the machines connected to my wrist.
I regretted snapping at April's attempts to help, but I couldn't bear to reveal my vulnerability. I wanted no sympathy, neither hers nor anyone else's. I knew I'd apologize later, when I was alone.
My heart throbbed relentlessly. Pain radiated through my lower body, despite the medication's partial relief. The cocaine would soon be eliminated from my system, thanks to the detoxifying drugs administered to me.
Henley's words echoed in my mind, his image haunting my every time I closed my eyes. I uttered a lament, hoping to quell the torment. One thing he said was undeniable: I was a whore.
I allowed Henley to rape me, acquiescing to his every whim. He hurled vile insults at me, calling me a whore, slut, and bitch, and I accepted them as truths.
Despite his constant threats against Justin and his repeated slaps, I refrained from fighting back. Only when Henley said he was going to cum inside me did I regain a semblance of resistance.
His words, "You're just like your mother, a filthy little whore!" echoed in my mind, and I realized why my stepfather had uttered them—because I was indeed a "filthy whore," just like Bunny.
My thoughts drifted to Jamie, envying her escape from Chicago with Charlie. At least she would be spared the torment I endured.
A sudden sound broke my reverie. As the door to my hospital room opened, I assumed it was April checking on me. I turned slowly to ask about her needs, but my heart sank when I recognized the visitor. It was Justin.
"Get out!" I growled, glaring at Justin as he closed the door behind him. "I told you I didn't want visitors."
"I don't care what you want," Justin said, pulling up a chair beside my bed.
"Justin, go away!" I shouted. I needed to be alone. I didn't deserve anyone's company, especially his.
He'd been kidnapped because of me, hurt because of me, and Henley had forced him to watch me get raped. I couldn't bear the thought of him suffering anymore because of me.
I loved Justin with all my heart, but I wasn't good enough for him. I was a whore, and he deserved better. Breaking up with him was the right thing to do, even though it broke both of our hearts.
( Justin's P.O.V)
Ignoring Erin's pleas to leave, I entered her hospital room. Refusing to depart without a conversation, I pulled up a chair beside her bed.
"Get out, Justin!" Erin exclaimed, her voice sharp with anger. "I don't want visitors!"
"I'm not leaving," I replied firmly. Erin's glare intensified, but I remained resolute.
As Erin tired of arguing, she turned her back to me. "If you think we're going to talk, you're mistaken," she hissed.
"Erin, please talk to me," I pleaded, placing my hand on her arm. She shrugged it off dismissively.
Hurt by her rejection, I withdrew my hand. "What do you want to talk about?" Erin asked, her voice dripping with bitterness.
"We need to discuss a few things," I said, biting my lip. "How long have you been off birth control?" I asked, hoping for a positive response.
Erin glared at me. "Let me be clear. Were you on birth control when we had sex both times? Or should I ask if you were using it when Henley raped you the first time?"
"Why?" Erin asked coldly. "What difference does it make?"
I shook my head. "It matters because I'm concerned about the possibility of pregnancy." I knew my approach was insensitive, given that we had sex that morning and Henley had assaulted her the first time only four weeks earlier.
Erin's eyes narrowed. "So, you're calling me a whore?" she hissed.
"No, that's not what I meant," I replied. "But you did let him rape you," I shouted, losing my temper. "You could've resisted him.”
Biting my lip, I realized my words had escaped before I could consider them. "Erin, I didn't mean it that way," I apologized, shaking my head.
Erin shook hers. "Henley raped me because of you." She took a deep breath, her body trembling as she held back tears. "I did it to protect you."
"And I wasn't on birth control when we had sex, either time. I forgot to take it the first time, after everything that happened with Henley." Erin turned away. "But I was on it when Henley first raped me."
I nodded, opening my mouth to speak, but Erin interrupted me. "Is that all you needed to know?" she asked, her voice icy. She didn't seem to care about my reaction. "If so, you can leave.”
"Don't bother visiting me again," Erin said, turning away.
"Erin, what are you saying?" I asked, my heart pounding with fear.
"It's over," she whispered, her voice carrying the weight of her pain.
My world shattered into a million pieces. "But why?" I pleaded, desperation coloring my words.
"I'm a filthy whore, just like my mother!" she cried, tears streaming down her face. "You deserve someone better than me!"
"I don't care about that," I protested. "I love you."
"Leave me alone," she begged. "Just go find someone who can love you the way you deserve."
I stood there for a long moment, unable to speak. I knew that if I pushed her further, I would only make things worse.
"If that's what you want," I said finally, my voice hoarse with emotion, "then I'll give it to you.”
As I turned to leave, I noticed Erin's shoulders trembling violently as sobs wracked her petite frame. I shook my head, understanding her reluctance but also recognizing her stubbornness. She had allowed her demons to overpower her.
Closing the door behind me, I rested against it, my heart heavy with the sound of the woman I loved cries of pain. I stood there for a few moments, lost in thought, before finally moving away. I knew she needed space.
Ignoring the curious stares as I walked through the hallway, I made my way toward the exit where my father waited. April approached me, her expression concerned. "Is everything alright?" she asked cautiously.
"Keep an eye on her, April," I whispered.
April nodded solemnly. "I will. I'm so sorry. Just give her time. Things will get better." She turned and headed toward Erin's room.
I clung to April's words, desperate to believe that everything would turn out right. Tears streamed down my face, a testament to my sorrow.
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