She met him at the threshold to her room, he really was only half there, the idiot. Abby spoke slowly and carefully, making sure there was no question of her intent. "I want to help her. I want to help her beyond saving her life--which I can't do from here, I need the access to medical supplies at the hospital, Tadhg. A home first aid kit is just that. First aid. She has extensive problems that need long term care."
Abby didn't want to scream at him again, but God, he was wasting her time and Pippa's. "And I know the police will be involved. As much as Pippa might hate that right now, it can't be avoided. But I want the SOB that hurt her caught and prosecuted to the full extent of the law. Do you know how we do that? Documentation and reports. Photographs of the injuries, medical opinions. I didn't want to say this here, to you and absolutely not to Rory, but since no one listens to me anyway--look, that guy had her for almost a week. We know he wasn't running a Holiday Inn. There are things, evidence on..." she swallowed, "...in her body, that can be collected and used to nail this fucker. Do you understand me? Make him pay for what he did to her and keep him from doing it to someone else."
She hated these cases. Always hated them. It was hard to keep emotionally distant from a patient and their families when the abused had been so broken and violated. It was seemingly impossible when it was your own family that was involved. Tadhg wasn't the only one pleading for understanding here.
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Date: 2008-09-05 02:12 am (UTC)Abby didn't want to scream at him again, but God, he was wasting her time and Pippa's. "And I know the police will be involved. As much as Pippa might hate that right now, it can't be avoided. But I want the SOB that hurt her caught and prosecuted to the full extent of the law. Do you know how we do that? Documentation and reports. Photographs of the injuries, medical opinions. I didn't want to say this here, to you and absolutely not to Rory, but since no one listens to me anyway--look, that guy had her for almost a week. We know he wasn't running a Holiday Inn. There are things, evidence on..." she swallowed, "...in her body, that can be collected and used to nail this fucker. Do you understand me? Make him pay for what he did to her and keep him from doing it to someone else."
She hated these cases. Always hated them. It was hard to keep emotionally distant from a patient and their families when the abused had been so broken and violated. It was seemingly impossible when it was your own family that was involved. Tadhg wasn't the only one pleading for understanding here.