Brett & Casey: Recovering

I Need to Report A Rape

WARNING: The rape will be mentioned in this chapter; nothing too graphic will be included. If this is hard or upsetting for anyone please don't read.

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Song (On Wattpad): I'll Be There by Jess Glynne

Chapter Five: I Need to Report A Rape

"Bad things can happen, and often do-but they only take up a few pages of your story; and anyone can survive a few pages."

― James A. Owen, The Barbizon Diaries: A Meditation on Will, Purpose, and the Value Of Stories

"I...I need to report a rape."

Trudy stood there shocked not knowing what to do. She prayed she hadn't heard Sylvie right. "Umm...I'm sorry. What did you say?" She hesitantly asked as she leaned her head down and zoned in on Sylvie's lips.

Sylvie let out a slight hiccup as more tears pushed their way to the surface. Matt pulled her in closer to him and gently started rubbing circles on her back.

"I said...I need to report a rape."

Trudy's face immediately paled at hearing that. She looked at the bruised and beaten young women in front of her and quickly gave her a sad, sympathetic look. "Okay, hon. Just give me a few minutes and let me make a call."

Sylvie nodded and stepped closer to Matt. She felt like this was the hardest thing that she had quite possibly ever done in her life.

They waited for a few minutes while Trudy was on the phone. Time seemed to stop and freeze while the two of them were standing there. They saw lots of Officers and personnel they knew, walk by them and give them both questioning and tender looks as they noticed Sylvie's battered face.

Every look and sad smile they received made Matt want to wrap Sylvie in his arms and shield her from the world as long as he could.

"Okay," Interrupted Trudy as she set the phone down and turned to look at Sylvie and Matt. "I just got off the phone with Detective Burns and he said that he's able to talk right now, so I'll lead you two to him"

Sylvie nodded and sent a quick prayer up to God that her legs would move before they started following Trudy down a hall and to a clump of desks.

"Detective Burns." Called Trudy as she came to stop in front of his desk. "This is Sylvie Brett and Captain Matt Casey from FireHouse Fifty-One."

Detective Burns, who looked to be a small, boney middle-aged man, looked up from his demanding paper on his desk and stood up as soon as Trudy said his name. "Thank you, Platt. I'll take it from here."

Trudy nodded and led Sylvie and Matt to where they could sit before she turned and started to make her way out of the room.

"Thank you, Trudy." Whispered Sylvie before she sat in one of the chairs Trudy had directed them to.

"Anytime, Sweetie. You two let me know if there's anything else I can do, okay?"

Sylvie and Matt both nodded before they saw her walk off and they turned their attention to the distracted looking detective in front of them.