You are MINE (closed)

[Asa]

She looked back to him and sighed. There had been others who her mother had brought home but most were just a couple of times Vince had been several more times than that. She was terrified growing up that her mother would love him in or something.

What else do you want to know?

 

[susurrus]

To Greg's relief, Gabriella didn't shrink away from him. Instead, she snuggled in closer. It made him feel good that she found him to be a comfort, rather than projecting what had happened to her onto him.

Of course there had been others. In a household like that, it was inevitable. Men such as the type Gabriella mentioned wouldn't have cared that she was underage. If her mother, their original reason for being in the home, was passed out, after having fucked her unconscious body, when that thrill lost its luster, it wasn't a stretch to imagine them seeking out the other pussy in the house. That Gabriella hadn't experienced STD after STD, or even gotten pregnant, was a miracle.

"Was Vince - or any of them - violent toward you?"

 

[Asa]

Sometimes any of them could get a little abusive at my trying to get away from them.

She shrugged shaking a little now remembering.

 

[susurrus]

Greg was surprised Gabriella wished to have sex with anyone. There were likely other questions he could have asked, but she'd started to shake, so he thought it was best not to push her any further. Maybe another time, but he had more information than he did before, and definitely more than that that appeared in her official report. He'd have to get her to the precinct, to get this all on record, in case this Vince did show up, so he could make any charges stick. He'd push like hell against the statute of limitations on the bastard. Who knew how many other girls the filth had abused over the years. Hell, he probably had a daughter of his own that he'd raped. Usually guys like the ones Gabriella was describing aren't satisfied with defiling only one victim.

Gabriella was really shaking. He hated putting her through this, but he had to know. The hell of it was, he'd have to make her go through it again for the official statement. Greg hoped it'd be possible to get that statement before Vince decided to do more than simply toture her mentally.

He wanted to hold her tight, stop her trembling, but he wasn't sure she wouldn't interpret it wrong, considering the headsoace she currently occupied. So, he just kept his arms around her, not tight, but enough to let her know he was there. If she wanted more, he'd let her make that move.

"It's alright," he whispered. "I'm right here. Your cop's got you. I'll do everything I can to keep this guy from hurting you more."

And if going through proper channels didn't work, he'd let Gabriella send her "brothers" to take care of him. But he'd distance himself from officially suggesting such a thing. Greg knew Lance, as well. Lance was many things, but regardless of any other thoughts he may have regarding Gabriella, if he knew she was being stalked by a predator, and one who had abused her as a child, he'd be ready to rip this Vince to shreds.

One way or another, Vince wouldn't be living any past "glories" with Gabriella again, if Greg had anything to say about it...

 

[Asa]

She looked back to him.

All night diner down the road for some of that chocolate silk pie?

 

[susurrus]

Though he hated the thought of getting dressed, the mood was shattered, at least at the moment.

"That sounds great," Greg said softly, pushing a stray hair out of Gabriella's face. "I know just the place you're talking about."

Before letting her get up to get dressed Greg pulled her face toward his and kissed her gently. He then let her slide off the bed and watched her nude beauty as it was slowly concealed beneath each article of clothing Gabriella put back on.

She was nearly dressed when Greg finally got up and started dressing, too.

When they both stood clothed once more, he put his hands on her hips and gazed down into her eyes. "Thank you for trusting me," he told her honestly. He then grinned. "Let's go. There are a couple slices of pie with our names on them."

 

[Asa]

She smiled and leaned up and tried tentatively to kiss him softly.

Let's go.

 

[susurrus]

Greg led the way, making sure the alarm system was turned on as he went out the door, then checking the hallway for anything suspicious before Gabriella stepped out to join him.

Once he'd locked up, he turned to Gabriella with a smile, holding his elbow out to her. He guided her to his car, where he took a moment to check inside for anything out of the ordinary before he opened any doors.

Sure, there were any number of things that could have happened while he made this verification. As a cop, he knew that regardless what precautions you take you are never truly safe. "Safe" is merely a state of mind. It is never, at any time, even possible to actually be safe. So, you do what you can and hope for the best.


Helping Gabriella into the car, Greg then hurried around and got behind the wheel. They could have walked to the diner. It'd have been the matter of under fifteen minutes. However, the events of the day, combined with the hour of day told him it was better to drive.

In under five minutes, they were parking. Greg got out first, and while Gabriella had her door open by the time he got to her side, he helped her from the car in a gentlemanly fashion he couldn't remember having used since helping his grandmother on Mother's Day when he was eleven.

Inside, the place looked like every diner that'd been in every movie since diners started appearing in cinema. Greg led his beautiful date into a booth, and when the waitress came around, he took the liberty of ordering two slices of the chocolate pie Gabriella had suggested back at his place.

 

[Asa]

She smiled feeling safe with him. She normally didn't feel entirely safe around anyone but her uncle and brothers till Greg. She had noticed the extra looking around he had done and thought it was sweet that be was in such a "cop mode".

So... Any more questions?

 

[susurrus]

"Is there anyone you can think of who might want to, or would even know how to, emulate the way Vince would communicate with you, just to get inside your head, and if so, why?"

 

[Asa]

No I can't that's why I wonder if it is just some unlucky regular who happened to get it unfortunately right?

 

[susurrus]

"Unfortunately, police work has taught me that coincidences almost never happen. If this mysterious correspondent isn't a copycat, I'm afraid we have to assume that your Vince is still out there somewhere."

The waitress brought their pie and a glass of milk for Greg. At this hour, he didn't like drinking coffee. Picking up his fork, he used it to punctuate his words.

"If it truly is Vince, do you think he'll try something violent with you, or will he try to be coercive?"

 

[Asa]

I don't know... I'm not the same kid it was then.

She shrugged eating the pie.

 

[susurrus]

The cop side of Greg really hated the way she kept shrugging this whole thing off. He knew it was a defensive thing, but it still irritated him that she wasn't taking it more seriously, particularly given how scared she got when her mind went back to those days.

"Look, I know you probably have some kind of aversion to police stations, but I'd like you to come down and make a statement, to the tune of what this Vince did to you, how old you were, that kind of thing. That way, if it is him, any charges can be made to stick. Chances are, if he abused you, he's abused others. People like him are seldom one woman men."

 

[Asa]

Fine... I guess let's go.

She really had no desire to go anywhere near a precinct.

 

[susurrus]

Greg was surprised Gabriella agreed to his suggestion without any kind of negotiation or hesitance. However there was that dismissive air about her that she'd worn all evening, that said she wasn't happy about the idea. Still, Greg needed that statement, on the chance that they actually did catch Vince in some way. It would prove his abuse, and would give some foothold on making a charge stick.

As far as Greg knew, there were no warrants out on Gabriella, so her visit to the precinct should be a short one. In, make an official statement about Vince, then get the fuck out. And since it was so late, the place shouldn't be too crowded, although there was always someone there, it being a police station.

"Come on, then. Let's get this over with before day shift comes in."

 

[Asa]

Finishing the pie she nodded.

Fine let's go.

She didn't want to have to keep talking to the world about it. She had answered his questions out of love and trusting him... Now this. No good thing goes unpunished for anyone she guessed.

 

[susurrus]

Greg could tell Gabriella wasn't happy about this, but she had to know that the only way to make any kind of conviction, there had to me some kind of charge against Vince. So far, she was the only person who could do such a thing.

They got in the station and Greg requested a room to record a statement in. He saw some looks thrown in Gabriella's direction, a couple indicated they had at least some idea who she was and were suspicious why Greg hadn't brought her in in cuffs.

Fortunately, it was well after hours, and they got a room quickly, Gabriella made her statement, and they got the hell out. Even so, the process took a couple hours. Still, Greg knew if the proper people arrived and recognized her, they'd want to detain her for information on her "family."

As they pulled away, Greg said, "Thanks for that, Babe. It should help put Vince away, if it's actually him we're dealing with.

"Now, let's get back home and put all this behind us for a while, huh?"

 

[Asa]

Behind us... Yeah.

She sighed.

Looks like you aren't the only person who knows my past in there.

Too many cops knowing her or knowing she was around was always the beginning of the end. Soon she would probably have to move again and leave this, Including Greg, behind.

 

[susurrus]

Greg sighed. "Yeah, I know. Unfortunately, you're known mostly for your associations. I didn't want to have to take you to the station to do that, but if I hadn't, then there'd have been questions as to where I got the information and whether it was legit. Another few hours, and there'd have been people who would have wanted to pull you aside and ask you questions. I'm sorry if I've fucked things up for you, but I want to help you with this Vince thing, and going through proper channels, this is the best way to go about it. Too much of my job happens after the bad shit has gone down. If there's a possibility of catching Vince before he has the chance to do anything more, then I want to take it."

 

[Asa]

Yeah yeah just the cop part of you I know. Surprised you don't have questions about my adoptive family.

She shrugged as they drove home.

 

[susurrus]

Gabriella sounded irritated about having had to set foot inside the precinct.

"Trust me, there are people who would have insisted you say more about your "brothers" and the rest. I know I should be one of them, but I have to draw a line to maintain this relationship without more conflict of interest than I may already have put myself in for.

"I know, professionally, I shouldn't be with you, but I'm way too into you to back out now."

One reason Greg didn't pry about her "brothers' was that he didn't want Gabriella to think that he was using her because of her relationship with those people. This was one of those couplings that should never be, but he'd gone into it with full knowledge of who she was, and more importantly, who she was associated with. He asked her out anyway. Now, here they were.

 

[Asa]

So why did you if I am such a danger or a problem or some conflict?

He sounded like he hadn't even wanted to be with her so why was he? Why did he avoid really getting to know her which included the "family" she worked with?

 

[susurrus]

It was Greg's turn to shrug.

"I wanted to get to know you the minute I came in that first night. Before Lance even asked me to check you for him. After I started reading your file, I won't say my interest grew: I mean, I knew hooking up with you could possibly be trouble, but by that time, I'd already decided to ask you out. I found I couldn't make myself care about the possible trouble. Now that I have gotten to know you a little, I can't bring myself to back away. Think of it like a sort of a Capulet/Montague thing.

"Now, I know all you'd have to do to take care of the Vince situation, if it turns out to be him, is make a phone call, and the world would never have to worry about him ever again. However, the last couple nights have triggered the "protect and serve" part of me. I've seen a side of you that I'm guessing you don't reveal to too many. I've seen the flip side to the hot, confident vixen that shows up to Lance's every night. I've seen way too many women like that over the year,s. They come into the station with a story about some scumbag abusing them in some manner, and after being promised they'd be protected, end up on a slab after a couple days, for having ratted on the guy in the first place.

"I didn't want that to happen to you."

He thought a little, then added, "And I don't ask you about your 'family' because I don't want you to think that's the reason I asked you out in the first place."

 

[Asa]

Well since we have been together a while... What's stopping you from asking about the happier part of my life after my dad and real brother were killed.

She sighed.

And yeah I tend to be more likely to call my new family before a cop