<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg417841#msg417841">Quote from: Swedish Steel on 30-08-2007, 20:19:06</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I see. You can stop there, I think I can imagine the rest." He stood up and walked over to her, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I don't know if it's any consolation, but you are not the only one he's done it to, though we still can't figure out how he does it. The rest of his victims are either in a coma, or...worse. You are alive, you are strong, you will get through this." He walked over to his side of the table.<br/>"As far as I'm concerned, if anyone asks, he tried to take advantage of you, but you fought him off. That is, if you choose to keep this a secret. I will back you either way. But for now, I'll call you a cab. You will go home and rest for a couple of days, then we'll take it from there. If you need someone to talk to, we'll arrange it. That sounds ok to you?"<br/><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>She cringed inwardly as he laid his hand on her shoulder, remembering the way that that... creature had touched her, had made her feel and do such... she shuddered, hardly hearing his words, feeling trapped in the room.  She needed to breath, take a walk, go home... She steeled herself, trying to remember that she was a cop, a police officer, trained to deal with difficult situations, but not... not this.<br/><br/>"Yeah, if any one asks... thanks."  Already she was standing, barely able to keep from pacing.  She was free to go home and... what.  Cower in fear?  Jump at every little noise?  Wait for him to call again?  No... her eyes narrowed as her hands curled into fists.  Screw this.  He'd done this before, and he'd do it again... the others had ended up in comas or worse?  Fuck him.  She was going to find him.  A couple of days off.  She could do a lot of leg work in a couple of days.<br/><br/>"Actually, I think I'll take the subway home."  she found herself saying, already headed for the door.  "I could use the fresh air..." it was meant as a joke, but she didn't smile as she delivered it, thinking only of the last place she had seen the bastard who had done this.  That and the name and number he had somehow forced out of her...