Saving Her

Chapter 16

Shawn's POV

Tigger Warning: mentions of r**e and assault*

I hated having to leave Camila, but I also couldn't let this go.  As if what he'd done to her the night before wasn't enough, finding out that wasn't the first time he's touched her completely broke whatever sense of calm and composure I had left.

Racing to the station all I could think was how badly I wanted to use him as my human punching bag and all I could see was red.  Like venom from a rattlesnake, I just wanted to strike and leave my mark. 

In the field we are trained to deescalate any situation as quickly and safely as possible.  What they didn't train me for was what happens when someone you love is the victim.  I think back to one of the last times Brian and I talked and how he could read it on my face how in love I am with my best friend.  I'm pretty sure if he could read my face right now, he'd be scared out of his mind.  My hands have a death grip on the steering wheel and a part of me wishes it was Andy's neck I was gripping instead.

Arriving at the station, I park my car and realize I'm still dressed in my uniform so I reach into my bag for my extra T-shirt.  Forgetting that's what we used to cover Camila, I unbutton my uniform shirt to expose my tear stained shirt underneath.  A part of me wants to walk in there like the Incredible Hulk with no shirt on, but I'm pretty sure the color green doesn't suit me.   I know what I'm doing is stupid, but a part of me doesn't care.  A part of me wants him to feel even a fraction of the pain she is feeling.

Composing myself as much as I can, I grab my phone, keys and an old sweatshirt from my back seat and storm into the station.

"Detective Mendes, you shouldn't be here." Patti calls me to, but I push past the door and wave her off.

No one is going to stop me.  Not even sweet Patti who would never hurt a fly.

Connor is working today and sees me instantly.  He knows why I'm here and comes charging after me, but I'm too quick and beat him to where the holding cells are.  Finding Andy in a cell all alone I throw myself at the bars separating us.

"You son of a bitch.  How dare you hurt her!" I yell, I'm not holding back.

"Your a fucking medical person!" I scream, complete flabbergasted.  "I'll sure as hell have your license for this and you'll have rape and assault charges on your record until you die.  I will destroy you pretty boy; just like you destroyed her!  ARE YOU HAPPY?!" My blood is boiling and my eyes are narrow slits as I stare at him, hoping to burn his skin in the process.  I'm gripping the bars, my knuckles turning white; I want nothing more than to rip them down and show him what my hours at the gym can do.

Letting out a small chuckle and looking at me with a smirk, Andy speaks for the first time.  "Well maybe if she wasn't such a slut for you, I wouldn't have had to make her look at me.  Maybe I wouldn't have had to make her feel me to know that she was mine." He growls, as I feel myself come undone.

No remorse.  That's the card he wants to play? Oh, I'll show him no remorse!!!

I hear a loud crash, and within seconds Connor has me pinned to the ground.  I'm squirming and trying to wiggle myself free, but he's got a hold on me.  "Damnit!" I scream.

"Shawn, man he's not worth it! What would Mila say?!  Huh? What would Mila say right now?" He speaks calmly into my ear.

Just like that my body gives out.

What would she say?

I'm sure she knows that I'm here, but I know the last thing she wants is someone defending her honor.  She's always been a strong, independent woman.

Finally breaking free and getting up, Connor grabs hold of my arm and tries to turn me to leave.  With one last death glare at Andy, I huff angered and turn away.

"Just remember Shawny boy, when this is all over and she goes running to you, just remember I was the last one she was with."  Andy taunts and smirks at me, all resolve goes out the window as I whip around and land a punch squarely on his jaw and he falls back on impact.  Satisfied, I storm out with Connor on my heels.

"I'm not gonna say he didn't deserve it man, because he did, but Shawn that was incredibly stupid!" He says.

"I know Connor, but I just couldn't let this go.  I had to give him a piece of my mind.  He hurt our girl!  My girl!" I fume.

Sighing, he looks at me and nods in understanding.  "I know Shawn, but now we have to trust the system will work in her favor, and from what I've seen so far; we have enough to bury him for a very long time.  Karma is a bitch and he'll get what's coming to him."

Relief hits me like a tidal wave.  Only for a minute though because I know the coming months for Camila are going to be hell.  Court hearings, statements, having to relive that night over and over again, just to put Andy away.  I know I have to be strong for her, and that includes staying out of jail for attempted murder.

Walking back to the front of the station, Connor gives me one last look of concern.  "Go home Shawn, or at least go back to the hospital.  Go be with her."

Nodding, I give him a hug and walk outside.  Once I'm in my car, I take a few deep breaths and head back towards Toronto General.

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