Title: One Journey Ends (24/?)
Rating: R (for violence in some chapters and m/m slash.)
Disclaimer: I own the Rio character and have written other stories with
her. I also own all other characters herein unless noted in disclaimers for
Synopsis: Every great warrior has an unsettling past. This is the beginning
of Rio's story prior to "The Road Less Traveled". In this chapter: Sven and
Justin try to hold Tara together.
Distribution: Just in case anyone's interested in it, please ask me first.
More than likely, I will agree.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This prequel to "The Road Less Traveled" (on Fanfiction.net
in the misc./wrestling section) is almost coming to an end. This chapter
isn't very good, but it sets up the end, which will be in one or two
chapters. But don't worry!
There's a second prequel to follow soon after called "Another Journey
Begins" and its first chapter should be up the same day as the final
chapter of this one. It will detail Tara's transformation into Rio Angele
and the training Sven and Justin give her. It will end with her leaving
them to join the Series. (Fans of "Road" know that she reunites with
them.eventually. A pesky blonde WWE wrestler gets in the way first.)
One of "Road"'s sequels, also in the wrestling section on Fanfiction.net
("The Way to Eden") still sits unfinished but I will be taking that one
back up again eventually.
I had originally planned out a non-wrestling ending (other than "The Road
Less Traveled"), but it really stinks, as it was written a very long time
ago and hasn't been re-vamped. (Hence, the wrestling ending.) If you like,
and you can let me know in your reviews, I'd revamp it and post it here,
without wrestlers, just the OC's. Like I said, let me know. But maybe check
out "The Road Less Traveled" to see if you like it.
Some of you may have noticed a departure from the usual warrior woman theme
in my two new stories: the "Take Me From This Pain" series. I just had the
idea in my head, probably from reading so much great slash here on
Fictionpress.net that I needed to put it up there. It, too, will be updated
as often as I can.
Anyway, on with the chapter and I hope you let me know how you liked it (or
didn't, if you don't.)
Sven tied the thin man securely to a tree near Justin's car and walked out
earshot of him. Seka was trying to get Tara to speak to her. The blonde
woman was still wrapped in a sheet and sitting in Justin's lap, still
unresponsive. The Japanese girl was in tears and Justin looked to be close
to them as well. The cabin was some distance away and burning rapidly. The
blonde man knew they needed to get into the car and head out of here before
the fire trucks came and they had more explaining to do than they cared to.
"We cannot take her to the hospital," the dark haired man said flatly.
"Why not?" Sven asked.
"Look at her, Sven," Justin rasped in an agitated tone. "She will likely be
sent to the psych ward in this condition. What is the point of subjecting
her to further humiliation and horror with the barbaric rape exam they
would do? The perpetrator must be dead by now with the way the house is
"I do not want them to take her away from us," Sven nodded thoughtfully.
"She has been failed by that system too much already."
"I help her," Seka said, struggling with her English in her anxious state.
It was clear that she wanted Tara to understand that she wouldn't be
leaving her like this. Sven nodded again and spoke reassuringly in Japanese
that they would all need her help.
"What about him?" the blonde man jerked his head to the thin man watching
them warily from the tree.
"We will make sure he is more than willing to allow you to deliver him to
the police staking out Tara's house," Justin replied. "I am sure it will
not take much more convincing on your part, love."
"But the police will want to see Tara."
"We will tell them that the case combined with the phone calls from her
mother-in-law were too much for her and she went to stay with a friend of
her husband's in New York. We will say that she asked us to keep Seka."
"Ah, that will neatly keep them from seeking her and we can move into her
house when things have died down."
Sven returned from delivering the man to Sullivan and retrieving some of
Seka's things until they could go back. He had apparently asked the girl to
also pack some things for Tara when the police weren't looking because the
blonde held another small bag. Now they both trudged into the apartment
wearing matching grim expressions.
"Has she said anything?" he asked his mate tiredly.
Justin shook his head and went back to stroking Tara's blonde hair. She
leaned against him trustingly but said nothing.
"Did you have any trouble with the police?"
"No," the blonde man smiled humorlessly. "Seka backing up my story made a
big difference. And the insect was too frightened of us to tell them
anything. He wanted to plead guilty right then."
"That is a healthy decision on his part."
Sven nodded. "Perhaps we should let Seka clean Tara up now?"
Justin nodded and lifted the girl in his lap, still wrapped in the damned
sheet. He carried her into the bathroom and Seka stepped aside. She had
been drawing a warm bath for her friend. When he went to lower Tara into
the tub, she panicked and grabbed for him, clinging to his chest. Sven
walked into the small room and looked on worriedly.
"She does not want me to let go," Justin explained. Truth be told, he was
loathe to let go of her anyway.
"Seka needs to clean her off," Sven sighed and stepped back out. He
returned in a few minutes with a shot.
"Do you think this is necessary?" Justin asked sadly.
"Unfortunately, yes," his mate replied. "Distract her for a moment."
"Try to be soothing," Sven shrugged.
Justin looked at the frightened struggling girl and put his mouth close to
her ear. "Shh, Tara," he whispered. "It is all right now."
"Y-y-you left me b-before," she stammered. "Y-you w-want to again."
"I will not leave you again," Justin whispered, watching as Sven dabbed a
cotton swab onto Tara's forearm.
"B-but," she tried to answer.
"I will never leave you again," Justin vowed, meaning it absolutely. "You
are safe with us."
"B-but," She tried again. Then she gasped as Sven's needle pierced her
About a minute or so later her struggling ceased and her head lolled to the
side. Seka helped pull the sheet off of Tara and Justin lowered into the
tub. Her eyes were open but she stared at the wall dazedly. Seka knelt down
beside the tub and began to clean her as Sven pulled Justin from the room.
"It did not knock her out," Justin said.
"No. Not while Seka has her in bathtub," Sven replied. "In a few hours, I
will give her another one which will help her to sleep."
"I would like to stay with her tonight," Justin suddenly decided out loud.
"I promised her I would not leave her again. Perhaps she will find that
easier to believe when she wakes tomorrow."
"The bed is big enough for all three of us," Sven pointed out.
Seka went to school as usual though at first she went from the men's
apartment. They just moved Tara back into the house today, though. But the
situation was grueling for all four.
Tara didn't speak anymore since she clung to Justin that first night and
she couldn't seem to sleep unless Sven gave her a sedative. Justin was
worried she would get too used to them. Moreover, she refused to eat
anything no matter how hard they tried. Today, the sixth day since the
attack, Sven decided enough was enough. He was attempting to insert an IV
into Tara's arm to give her some nourishment, but she struggled fiercely.
He didn't want to sedate her again, agreeing with Justin's concern.
"I will help you," his mate suddenly said from behind him.
He reached in and held Tara's arms down to the chair while Sven bound them.
The blonde man then quickly inserted the needle and taped it down. Tara
stared furiously back at them. Her plan to waste away had become apparent
and Sven wasn't about to let her succeed.
"You will have to learn to listen to us," Justin said to her in a stern
voice as Sven looked on sadly. "When I promised you I would never leave
you, I meant it. And I also mean to be sure you do not leave me."
Tara didn't answer but the venom that suddenly lit her dark blue eyes was
enough to let them know how she felt. Sven felt Justin's pain as intensely
as his own. They both knew what it was like to feel helpless while someone
they care for suffers.
"Seka will be sad when we tell her," the blonde man added.
Tara's anger appeared to have faltered briefly. Sven had noticed the
Japanese girl was able to get Tara to do some small things that they
couldn't, such as drink tea or broth and let her comb her blonde hair. She
and Tara also slept in Tara's room together, as the blonde girl couldn't be
left to her own devices yet. Unfortunately, Seka's time in the U.S. was
drawing to a close much more quickly than Tara's recovery would probably
He had brought this up with his mate the day before and Justin immediately
made the decision to take Tara away from here.
"But she should probably be around things that are familiar to her," Sven
"Everything about the Northeast has been painful to her," the dark haired
man replied as he twisted a sheet of paper in his hand.
Sven had noticed that Justin did this more often now. It was probably
something to do when he was upset. Another piece of information about his
love, and Sven filed it away with the precious others.
"I do not think keeping her in the house where she lost everything will
"But it is her house."
"And it will remain her house," Justin nodded. "We will be sure to keep the
payments made. But we will take her to Montana with us to recover when Seka
"Montana?" Sven hid his surprise. When he'd been tracking Justin, the man
seemed to return to a house in California after his jobs so the blonde man
naturally assumed he lived there.
"Yes," Justin smiled genuinely for the first time in a week. "I have a
small non-functioning ranch there. No one around at all. It will be more
private. You will like it there, love."
"That is unexpected."
"You are wondering why I always returned to California, are you not?" the
dark haired man was clearly amused.
Sven merely nodded.
"The work was usually easier to obtain in such a populated place," Justin
shrugged. "I prefer the quiet, though. Especially now that we are retired."
Justin looked possessively at him then and it sent an excited chill down
the blonde man's spine.
"WE," The dark haired man confirmed. And Sven had smiled happily in return.
But now in the light of day, the Scandinavian wondered if they were making
the best decision for Tara. He looked down at her now and noted her pale
pallor and sunken eyes.
"She will get better," Justin stated firmly. "We will make sure."