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I do not own CSI. I borrowed the Characters for this story. Some are my own. No infringement was meant on my part doing so.

Chapter 1 Misled

Theda Ryan, a lovely brunette wearing her hair about her shoulders this night, with intense blue eyes looked out over the wrap up party for the magazine shoot she had done for Amanda Payne, the high end catalogue queen�s new spring line up. She was very happy about what she had shot for her. She stood nursing her Southern Comfort and 7 Up watching everyone talk.

It had been three months of 16 hour days and no social life. But Theda had been driven all her life in things. She had never given up on her dream of becoming a professional photographer. At 38 she had spent the better part of her life behind a camera and in a dark room developing and now, with the digital age she was working on the computer too.

Amanda came up to her to talk.

�Theda, I am so proud of the shots you did for the catalogue. The Mirage backdrop was an epiphany on your part. But you always come though in a pinch when my idea people don�t have the muse. I should hire you full time to work for me. If I had any sense I would.� Said Amanda. She was a tall, 40ish redhead that had been a model herself. Amanda catered to the busy woman on the go with a new line for the man on the go this year.

�Thank you Amanda, but you know what my answer would be. I�m pleased too it turned out so well.� Said Theda humbly.

�I know you insist on working for yourself and I don�t blame you but, next year in the spring, I want you for the fall version. So don�t fill up your dance card ok?� She asked

smiling at her.

�I wont, believe me I enjoy working for you.� Said Theda sweetly smiling back at Amanda.

�So what now for you? Will you be leaving Las Vegas?� Asked Amanda.

�No, I have another shoot here two weeks from now at the Rampart. For Rachael�s Closet the lingerie magnet. I�m going to be busy until spring here I think. Then we can talk about me coming to New York and working there on the fall catalogue or maybe even California.� Said Theda.

�You know I�m going to leave that location up to you.� Said Amanda.

�I�ll come up with something for a backdrop.� Theda said.

Jef Meeks, a tall, blonde and extremely handsome man had been one of the male models she had used for the shoot came over to talk with her. He was dressed to the nines in a tuxedo. He had been making eyes at her all though the shoot. He had ingratiated himself with Amanda and Theda getting the male models ready and organizing their part of the shoot. At 40 himself, time was fading for him in the fashion industry. He was hoping that Theda would take a liking to him and offer him a job helping her organize. He was obsessed with her. Jef hid that well though�.and she never caught on to the fact he was. Theda wasn�t interested in him either personally nor professionally really. But she had appreciated his help since this man on the go line was new and bugs had to be worked out for Theda to shoot it . If the truth be known he should have been schmoozing Amanda instead. But he hadn�t been.

Jef stood off from Amanda and Theda occasionally looking over to see if Theda was free of Amanda. She did look beautiful tonight in that short black dress she had managed to finagle out of Amanda. She hadn�t twisted Amanda�s arm too tightly. At 5 foot 6 Theda could have easily been a fashion model herself but choose to interpret life though her lens.

His patients almost at it�s end Jef walked over smiled at Theda and Amanda.

�Nice party Ms Payne.� He said lifting his glass of Dom her way.

�Why thank you Jef. You all deserve it after all the fine work you did.� Said Amanda.

�No, thank you Ms. Payne.� Said Jef with a hefty grin on his face. He was flattering Amanda. You caught more fly�s with honey than vinegar. �Excuse me Ms. Payne could I talk with Theda a moment?� He asked.

�Why sure Jef. I need to do some schmoozing anyway. Theda, I would like to see you before you leave. You look stunning in that little black dress of mine.� Said Amanda kissing both of Theda�s cheeks.

�Thanks.� Said Theda. �Thanks for giving it to me in the first place.�

�Your welcome Sweetie any time. I�m all for perks.� Said Amanda smiling finally walking away from Theda.

Theda turned her attention to Jef.

�What�s up Jef?� She asked taking a sip of her Comfort and Seven.

�I was wondering Theda, since we work so well together, would you be interested in having me for your next shoot?� He asked.

�Well, I hadn�t thought about that far into the future but I guess I could use you to help me with the equipment and such. That is if you would want to do that. I�m doing Rachel�s Closet next and I�m not going to need any male models for that one. Sorry.� Said Theda.

�I would be happy to help you do that. I also have something at my apartment that might interest you. I got it at auction.� He said.

�What�s that?� She asked.

�One of Portia Richmond�s Head dresses and costumes. It was from her days at the Lido de Paris. Circa 1959. You might be able to use it in a shoot.� Said Jef.

�I�m not sure how I�m going to go with that shoot but, I would like to see the costume and head dress. You say it belonged to Portia Richmond the woman that died a few years ago? She was a showgirl during the 50 and 60�s.� Said Theda.

�Yeah, that�s her. Would you come to my apartment to see it?� He asked.

�Well, I�m not in the habit of going to men�s apartments but, since we will be working together on the Rachel�s Closet shoot I need ideas.� Said Theda. She wasn�t wary of him. He seemed harmless enough. He had been really helpful with this last shoot.

�Great! Listen take your car and follow me there. That way you can go on home after you take ok aok at it.� Said Jef. �I really think your going to like what you see.� He said smiling at her.

�I�ve heard of that head dress. Wasn�t it used in establishing her DNA for her case?� Asked Theda.

�Why, you know I really don�t know��.I would have to do some hunting on the internet for that. If it is are you still interested?� He asked nonchalantly.

�Doesn�t really matter. If it�s hers��..it would be a plus for a prop for the shoot. You have a keen eye Jef.� Said Theda. �Let me go say good bye to Amanda. I�ll only be a moment then we can go.�

�Ok take your time.� Said Jef.

Theda said her good night�s to Amanda. Amanda waved at Jef and resumed her schmoozing. Theda went to get her wrap and purse.

�Ok but not for long I need to get some rest after all we did these last few months.� Said Theda.

�Oh, I wont keep you long Theda.� Said Jef as he opened the door she walked though and out to the parking lot to get her car. �You wait here and then just follow me.�

�Sure ok.� Said Theda getting into her car a 1968 Black Dodge Charger. Jef had opened the door for her and she had gotten in.

A few minutes later Jef came around in his 1976 Corvette. She followed him to his apartment. It was the Carlton Apartments. When she got there she realized it wasn�t in a good part of town either. Jef lived in an efficiency. They went into the place which was sort of a dive.

�Jef, ah why do you live here when you can��.�

�Mother fell ill and the money I made goes to her upkeep in the nursing home.� He said sadly. She then blew it off seeing she had parents in Grace Presbyterian Village in Dallas and that took a little out of her pay and her older brothers pay to keep them there.

�Oh, I completely understand my mother and daddy are in a retirement community. It takes a little more from my brother and me each month to keep them going but it�s worth it.� She said.

�Thanks for understanding. Listen, would you like a glass of wine?� He offered.

�No, I had my limit which is one glass of alcohol per event. Now, lets see this head dress and costume.� She said.

�Theda, you are a beautiful woman.� Began Jef. �I have wanted you since I saw you.� He took a step forward.

�That�s flattering but��..� she took a step back.

�I can�t help myself any more. I have to have you.� Said Jef as she started to back up. He stopped her bringing her into an embrace. She struggled. �No, don�t struggle��.no reason to struggle. I�m not going to hurt you.� He said caressing her face.

�Jef please, just let me go and we can forget all this.� Said Theda who by now was terrified. Her eyes said it all as Jef looked into them. He kissed her and brought her into a tight embrace.

�I don�t want to forget any of this. I want you and you are going to want me too once you see what I have for you.� He said as he pulled back a little to look into her eyes. They held fear, not longing. This made him angry. His eyes narrowed a little and his face held less sweetness.

�Jef, please��..I�ll not��.�

�You wont what? Tell anyone?� He asked, by then very angry, holding her to him. �Theda I offer you the chance to be with me and you say��..No?� He asked.

�Jef��.your scaring me. Please��.I�m asking you nicely to��..�

�Stop? Oh no baby that�s the last thing I�m going to do.� he said. �Since your unwilling to do this the easy way��I guess I�m going to have to pull a Ike Turner on you. Do it rough. But if that�s the way you want to play all this. I�m just fine with it!� He said as he hauled back and hit her full on the mouth. �Besides if you told anyone it would be my word against yours anyway. No one is going to believe you.� He hit her again causing her to fall head first into the coffee table putting a gash in her head.

Theda lay crumpled on the floor woozy from the hit Jef had laid on her and the fall against the coffee table. The old gold wool carpeting stinging her a little since she had slid on it with the blow. Jef quickly pounced on her. He produced a switchblade from his pocket, opened the knife and put it to her throat cutting her a little.

�You are so beautiful Theda. I really can�t help myself any longer. I have wanted you since I saw you the first time. I�m going to have you tonight. He said kissing her. He was on top of her.

�Please Jef don�t do this.� She asked.

�I have too. I can�t help it anymore Theda. Your just so beautiful.� Said Jef as he began to cut the dress she had on down the middle. She struggled with him again. Him putting the blade to her throat again. �Don�t struggle. It�s only going to make me more angry. Don�t make me hurt you.� as he hit her again.

Jef was playing mind games at this point with her. He finished cutting the dress and laid the sides out so he could look at her.

�More than I ever expected.� Said Jef cutting off her underwear and throwing it just under the couch.. She struggled again and in the struggle she lost her bracelet. It was a gold ID bracelet she had gotten for college graduation from her family. It had her first name on the outside and on the inside love, your family Mom, Daddy and Bobby. He hit her again this time hard with the butt of the knife causing the gash in her forehead to widen. �Theda, don�t make me hurt you. God if you were just not so beautiful��..�Jef went on he was on top of her between her legs. She got in a really good scratch in about that time. He weigh laid her this time with a blow to the head with his fist. That knocked her out a little she but was still aware of the things he would do to her.

She heard him unzip his pants and felt him push into her. The pain was excruciating. It didn�t last long though a couple of thrusts and he came inside her. While he was busy raping her she felt for something to hit him with. She just played it like she was out. Theda had a secrete. She never told anyone she was the daughter of a retired police chief and the sister of a Narcotics detective, now a Captain on the Richardson, Texas police force.

Her father and brother had told her to leave as much evidence as possible at the scene and to have as much evidence on her as possible if she was ever raped. Then find the closest thing and hit the bastard with it. She groped for a lighter that was on the coffee table next to the edge of it. It was weighted and old, pewter from the feel of it. She got it in her hand just as he pushed the last time and came she hit him with it. He screamed in pain and there was blood from him on it. He reeled with the blow as she hit him again knocking him out. She pushed him off of her. Then she had blood on her hands from herself and him when she rose up groggily reeling from the rape and the blows she had sustained. She used the edge of the coffee table leaving a mix of her blood and his on the edge of it.

�Oh God! I killed him!� She said. As she struggled to get to her feet. She pulled her dress tightly around her like a robe. �I have to get help. I have to get to a police station! He is still on me.� She didn�t bother with her shoes she just grabbled her purse with her keys and stumbled out the door to her car.

It wasn�t a cold night but she was shaking as she put the key into the ignition. She had left the door standing open to his apartment. She was in shock and hoped she could find a police station fast enough as she didn�t know the city very well. Her father and brother had also stated that she needed to go to one if possible rather than a hospital. They would be better equipped to process her there at the station then the police would take her to the hospital. Fresh evidence was the key for prosecution. How she managed to remember it all and in the state she was in was no mystery. Being around cops most of her growing up years and seeing what no evidence did to her father and brother made her more determined to get herself help. She would break down later. It was no time to loose her head on things. She drove around still woozy but fought it. She looked to her left and there it was. A police station. She drove up into the parking lot usually used for employees.

Jim Brass and Gil Grissom had just gotten to work and out of their vehicles when they heard the growl of the Dodge Charger come into the parking lot. It slowed but didn�t park. Then it rolled into a marked cruiser stopping it. Jim quickly unholstered his weapon and ran over to investigate. Grissom behind him his gun drawn too. Theda by this time was only semi conscience. She was going in and out.

Jim slid to the side of the Charger. �Out of the car!� He yelled. �Slowly! Hands where I can see them!�

Several uniformed police officers had their guns drawn on Theda. Jim slid up the side of the car and pointed his gun at the unrolled window. �Get��.� Then he saw her. His heart sinking a little. Bloody, battered and laying back against her seat. He saw her clothes had almost been cut off her. She was gripping the two sided of the dress and slip like a robe. �Hold your fire! Stand down!� He said to his men as he bent down and into the car to check if the woman was alive. Theda jumped at his touch against her neck causing Jim to jump a little.

�Miss, what��

�I was raped.� She began. �Evidence on me.� She said weakly. She saw his gold shield and the way he was dressed. �Please Detective, help me.� She looked at him with those blue eyes. Jim holstered his weapon. His heart sank a little seeing her so battered.

�Bagley call 911!� Yelled Brass.

�No, Detective��.please��..evidence.� She begged.

�Wait Bagley. Gil get your kit��hurry!� Yelled Brass at Grissom who quickly holstered his gun and ran to his Denali SUV to get his kit.

�You need a hospital Miss�� Brass started to say.

�I know but this has to be first.� Said Theda. �Evidence is fresh. Not an hour old.�

�Miss��.� Jim was a little horrified and a little proud she managed to get to the station in her condition.

�I�m Theda Ryan.� She stated. �My father and brother are cops.�

Jim opened the car with his handkerchief and switched off the ignition. Grissom came back gloved and ready to collect some of the evidence. He handed Brass a pair of gloves.

�This is Gil Grissom he is with the crime lab Miss Ryan.� Said Brass.

�I�ll need your hands Miss Ryan.� Said Grissom gently. Theda obliged him. He started scraping her nails. � Jim, please go and get either Sara or Catherine would you?�

Brass walked off into the building quickly.

�I had to get here.� Said Theda. �Mr. Grissom I may have killed my attacker.�

�It�s ok Miss Ryan. We will get all we can off of you. But why didn�t you go to the hospital?� He asked finishing up her nails.

�Daddy and Bobby��they told me that if this ever happened that I had to report it. I had to go to a police station if I could make it there. They are cops.� Said Theda.

�I see. Your very brave to have made it here on your own.� Said Grissom still in a calm gentle voice. �I�m going to have to let one of the female CSI�s process you further.�

�Just please hurry I want him off me.� She begged.

�We will Miss Ryan. You need to tell Captain Brass what happened with your assailant. He can send some uniforms to the address where it happened.� Said Grissom.

Jim rushed into the lab looking for Sara and Catherine. He found them.

�Ladies come with me and bring your kits. We have a rape and physical assault victim in the parking lot.� Said Brass as the women looked at him like he had lost his mind. �Well time�s wasting ladies please hurry!� He edged.

The women just looked at each other shrugged and grabbed their kits on the way out.

�What do you mean she is out in the parking lot? She drove here?� Asked Catherine. As the three of them walked out to the parking lot.

�Yes she did. Her brother and father are cops. They told her to come here first if it was at all possible. She seem a very brave woman.� Said Brass as they three of them walked out to the parking lot.

There sat the 1968 Charger.

�Ah, Jim isn�t this the first time a victim like this has ever come to us?� Asked Sara.

�I think so. It�s very unusual to say the least. We had better get a gurney from the coroners office to get her inside. She�s animate that we collect the evidence first.� Said Brass wanting to hurry them along more.

�Whew! She�s has balls doesn�t she?� Asked Catherine smiling at Brass.

�Seems so. But she does come from cops.� Said Jim a little more proud.

Jim tapped Grissom on the shoulder.

�I have to go now Miss Ryan. I�m in charge of the lab so we will see each other again soon.� Said Grissom looking into Theda�s eyes.

�Thank you Mr��

�Dr. Grissom.� he said and gave her a weak smile.

�Dr. Grissom.� She said. Grissom got out from beside the car and Catherine slid in. Jim bent down.

�This is Catherine Willows and Sara Sidle. They are with the crime lab. Catherine, Sara this is Miss Ryan. � Said Jim.

�Theda.� She said weakly.

�Theda Ryan the photographer?� Asked Sara recognizing the name.

�Yes.� Said Theda.

Jim knew of her too now. She had done numerous spreads for not only Rachael�s Closet but Courtney�s Curiosity Box and Francis of Beverly Hills. All lingerie ads. Jim had seen the catalogues waiting for a hair cut and even managed to have some of them for himself. She was a good photographer and tasteful with the ads. She should be working for Penthouse or Playboy as far as he was concerned. Jim Brass, as much as he thought he was dead in that way, was very much alive.

�Oh man��.I�m a big fan of yours.� Said Sara smiling at her.

�Me too.� Said Jim without thinking. The women CSI�s looked at him and giggled. �Well, I see those catalogues when I go and get a hair cut sometimes.� He said blushing a little. �The photography is great. Enjoyable even. She gets her point across. No wonder those catalogues sell so much.� Said Jim. Catherine nodded slyly. �Well, I�m only in stasis not dead for cryin� out loud.�

�Yeah, Uh ha.� Said Catherine smirking. Sara just tried not to giggle.

�Pleased to meet you all.� Said Theda. �Wish it was on better�..� She coughed.

�Jim quick hand me a plastic evidence bag!� Yelled Catherine. �She�s going to be sick. This head wound is pretty serious.�

Brass handed her a bag and just as Catherine suspected she threw up. Catherine rubbed her back soothingly like she did for Lindsey, her daughter when she was sick. While she had her back off the seat she saw the wool fibers from the carpet she had been raped on. Sara��.�

Sara saw the fibers and grabbed a sticky cellophane evidence keeper and took evidence off her back and the back of the dress. After Theda had finished being sick Catherine took the contents into evidence thinking she might have been drugged. Theda was in no condition at the moment to tell her she wasn�t.

�Jim could you get the gurney now?� Asked Catherine.

Brass waved at one of his men to go and get it. He called into the coroners office to release one to his man and that one of the coroners needed to be on stand by to process some things��..on a living victim and also if she needed emergency care.

David Phillips came busting out the doors around where the morgue was. Catherine and Sara stood back as Brass and Grissom gently lifted her out and on to the gurney with David�s help. They laid her on the gurney and put a sheet on her. They were just about to take her in when she grasp Jim�s hand.

�Detective��..I think I killed him.� Said Theda.

�I�m Captain Jim Brass but your right about me being a detective. Where did all this happen and I�ll send some men and some CSI�s out to where it happened and check it out.� He said.

�Over by��..the rail road the Carlton Apartments.� She said fighting the urge to pass out.

�Ok which apartment?� Asked Brass quickly but gently.

�The door should be opened. It was on the ground floor in the back. He has a 1976 red Corvette��his name is��..Jef Meeks. Jef with one f.� She said.

�Good work Miss Ryan.� Said Jim with a guarded smile. �Your Pop and brother are going to be very proud of you doing all this.�

�It�s what would be expected Captain.� She said.

�Let�s get you inside Theda.� Said Sara. �There are more things we have to do.� Sara looked assuring at her. �David, is Jenna Rawlings still here?�

�Yeah. Better have her for the SART and photos.� Said David.

�I�ll be in a moment.� Said Jim.

�Ok.� Said Catherine.

Warrick Brown and Nick Stokes were just getting back from a case and saw all the commotion in the parking lot. Jim saw them and briskly ran over to them.

�What�s going on Brass?� Asked Warrick.

�A rape victim came to us.� Said Jim pointing to the Charger.

�Came to us?� Asked Nick a little shocked.

�Yeah, she�s a cops kid. He told her to come here if at all possible if she was ever raped.� Said Brass. �I�m going to need you guys to go with me over to where it happened after I get some information on this Jef with one F Meeks.� said Brass.

�One f in Jeff��..that�s pretentious isn�t it?� Asked Warrick.

�Yeah really it is or his parents where hooked on phonics.� Said Brass as they went into the station and down the hall to his office. Brass punched up the name on the DMV. Sure enough a red 1976 Corvette was registered to a Jefrey Stanford Meeks. One f just like Theda had said.

�Yep he�s pretentious and a rapist.� Said Nick.

Brass pulled the information from the data banks and printed them. He also had many parking tickets and an assault and rape in 1999 on a model in Los Angeles. The charges had been dropped though. He looked further and there were two more charges of assault and rape. The most recent one�s being in 2001 and one in 2003. Those had been expunged.

�Seems like our Jef with one f has done this sort of thing before.� Said Brass. �I need to get a warrant guys. I had better do that. I think we are going to find out just how bad this man is. This time he isn�t going to get away with it. This time he picked the wrong woman to mess with and the wrong cop.� Said Brass.

�Can you take this case Jim?� Asked Nick.

�Your damned right I�m taking it. She�s a cops kid. She�s family as far as I�m concerned. There shouldn�t be a problem me doing so. If there is I�ll talk to Rory Atwater myself. He�s going to be all over this too. She�s pretty brave coming to us right after the fact.� He said picking up the phone and dialing a judges number. �Sir, I�m sorry to wake you this is Jim Brass LVPD, I need a search warrant. And open one if you feel you can give me one. It�s for a rape that occurred an hour ago��.� Brass went into the case and the judge agreed to the open warrant which meant they could search everywhere. Even his car if they found it. �Let�s go and see how they are doing with her.� Said Brass. �It might take a little while to get that warrant.�

Meanwhile down in the morgue Dr. Jenna Rawlings, a female coroner and Dr. Al Robbins were working on Theda taking pictures and gathering evidence. Since they had pretty much the equipment to assess her wounds they were doing that too. Rawlings and Catherine would do the SART exam. She was laying on the exam table as Brass knocked on the door to the autopsy suite. Rowlings put the sheet back over her body.

�Come in but just you Captain.� Said Robbins. Brass nodded to the two CSI�s to wait outside.

�Hi, Miss Ryan. Doc how is she doing?� Asked Brass.

�Well, this is a first I tell ya Captain. My patients usually don�t talk back. I have to get the answers on my own.� Said Robbins smiling at Theda who wearily smiled back. �She�s got a concussion with that deep wound to her head. We did a CAT scan no fractures though. I sewed up the cut on her forehead. Just bruising pretty much all over her and some cuts and scrapes. It looks like he tried to hold her by her wrists at some point.� Said Robbins showing Brass the marks on her arms and wrists. She was falling off to sleep n. �n. �Honey please try and stay awake.� Said Robbins gently shaking her. She shook her head as trying to agree to stay awake. �There is bruising on her abdomen her thighs and around her vagina. But I�m not going to show you that first hand. Like I said before this is highly out of the ordinary.� Said Robbins.

�It�s ok I know you have pictures. I can look at them later if I need too.� Said Brass. He moved to where he could see Theda�s face. He smiled at her stroked her hair and then took her hand. He had put on gloves as he walked in. She grasped his hand. �I promise you we will find him and prosecute him. Seems like he is a pretty bad boy. He�s done this before but managed to get the woman to drop the charges. However; this time he messed with the wrong woman and the wrong cop.� Said Brass squeezing her hand.

�Captain. Did I kill him?� She asked.

�I�m waiting on a warrant I want this done right so it can�t come back at either of us.� Said Brass. �If you did it would be justifiable homicide Miss Ryan.� Said Brass.

�Theda please.� She said. �I�m so cold.�

�Doc can�t she have a blanket? It is pretty cold in here.� asked Brass.

�I would really like Dr. Rawlings to do the SART and get this all done so we can take her to the hospital.� Said Robbins. �But I don�t think one on top of the sheet is going to hurt.� Robbins went to get the blanket.

�Why are you being so kind?� She asked.

�Well, if my sister were raped and beaten I would want someone doing something to help her be comfortable. That is if I had a sister. But you are in a way. Your from a cop family so that makes us related that way. Your like a baby sister.� Said Brass smiling at her.

�I have a brother Bobby, he�s 50. I�m 38 and I am the baby of the family so it fits Captain.� Said Theda still weakly.

�Well, I suppose you should call me Jim then. He�s my age. You want me to call your family?� Asked Jim.

�Yeah, everything is in my purse. Talk to Captain Bobby Ryan Richardson PD. He�s in Narcotics.� she said.

�Now I know how you figured out I was a detective.� Said Jim.

�Yeah, easy suit, tie, jacket gold shield. Oh and burr haircut.� She said. �Daddy wears one. He and Mom are not in good heath. Daddy is 80. Mother is 78. It would be better to talk to Bobby.� Said Theda.

�I�ll do what ever you ask. Gosh, you�re a brave woman doing all this.� Said Jim admiringly.

�Thanks but I don�t feel brave at the moment. I don�t know��.I don�t��..�

�Let it out when you can Theda.� He said soothingly stroking her hair. �I�ll get a councilor to talk with you and to be here during the SART. I�d stay myself but it�s personal and a woman should be with you. I�m sorry this happened to you. I�m going to do everything I can to help you and to catch him.� Said Jim. She squeezed his hand.

�Thanks Jim.� She said. Rawlings came in and was ready to do the SART.

�Dr. Rawlings could you wait a few? I want to get a councilor down here. I�ll go and get Roz Zuniga.� Said Jim.

�That�s a good idea. We had called rape crisis counseling but they said there would be an hour wait. I don�t want to wait getting her on to the hospital.� Said Rawlings.

�Ok I�ll be right back.� Said Jim smiling at Theda and putting her hand back on the exam table. He left and went down into the department. He knocked on Dr. Roz Zuniga�s door.

�Come in.� Said Dr. Zuniga.

�Hey Doc.� Said Jim as he opened the door to her office. Rosalind Zuniga looked up from her paperwork over her reading glasses. She smiled at him. She was an older latina woman of about 65 with very dark expressive eyes and very frizzy dark hair with touches of gray in it. It was pulled back in the usual sever bun she wore. Tendrils of hair here and there in spiral curls.

�What can I do for you Jim?� She asked.

�There is a rape victim in the morgue��.er, she isn�t dead just getting evidence. She�s a cops kid, I would very much like for someone with experience to be with her during the SART. The first person I thought of was you.� He said smiling at her.

�Well, seems like someone is better or at least feeling better.� She said smiling at him.

�I am, thanks for listening about Ellie.� Said Jim smiling at her.

�My pleasure to help. Now, what is this lady�s name?� She asked.

�Theda Ryan.� Said Jim. �Yes, that Theda Ryan. The photographer.�

�Oh she�s good.� Said Dr. Zuniga.

�She is. Do you have time to do this?� He asked.

�Yes, I�ll do it.� Said Dr. Zuniga getting up out of her chair.

Dr. Zuniut dut down her papers and got her keys then shut and locked her office door.

�Jim you doing ok really?� She asked as they walked.

�I�m fine Roz.� Said Jim.

�Have you heard from Ellie?� She asked.

�No, I called her on her birthday and she wouldn�t come to the phone.� Said Jim sadly.

�Patience Jim. One day she�s going to come back into your life. But it might take time.� Said Roz.

�I still have hope Roz. Theda needs a trained councilor with her during the SART. They were going to have to wait until one could be sent from the Rape Crisis place. Dr. Rawlings said she needs to be in the hospital not in the morgue.� Said Jim.

�Oh, I whole heartily agree with her. Why is she there to begin with?� Asked Roz.

�Well, she came to us to get the evidence. Her family are cops they told her to come to a station if she could first. The evidence is fresh.� Said Jim.

�Brave woman.� Said Roz. �That�s stoic if you ask me. She�s wanting this guy to pay badly enough coming here. I�ll see how she is. You know I�m a medical doctor right?�

�Yeah, I knew. I wanted the best for her since she�s a cops kid. Maybe you can refer her to someone if you can�t see her.� Said Jim.

�I think I can see her. Once the department sees she�s animate about all this and she is a cops kid��that transcends jurisdictional lines I would think.� Said Roz.

Jim stopped her in the hall. �Thanks Roz. You�re a peach.� He said.

�I�m just hoping your just as peachy Jim. If you need anything��.�

�Look where I came to get someone help��sure if I need too. I�m doing fine really.� He said. He truly was for his situation.

�Good, now lets see what we can do for Miss Ryan.� said Roz smiling and patting his shoulder.

Jim knocked again on the door to the suite and Jenna Rowlings told him to come in.

�Dr. Rawlings, Catherine, Theda this is Dr. Roz Zuniga. She�s the head psychiatrist for the department.� Began Jim.

�Pleasure.� Said Roz smiling at them Catherine and Rowlings smiled and nodded. �Now, Miss Ryan��..�

�Theda please Dr. Zuniga.�
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