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Lizzie was wide awake by the time Jared and Jensen showed up at the hospital. She was sore, and bruised, but she was alive and breathing and that's all Jared cared about.

He practically stumbled into the examination room in a haste to get to his girlfriend, stopping briefly to take in the sight. Lizzie was propped up on the examination table, her hands gripping the sides as they shook, something they haven't stopped doing since she woke up and recalled the memories of what happened. Olivia was at her side, rubbing her back gently in hopes to comfort her. While Jared never thought Lizzie wasn't beautiful, she definitely didn't look good.

Purple bruises had blossomed on her cheeks and her arms were full of scratches and cuts. Her blue eyes were tired and teary and she looked absolutely miserable. She looked up when she felt the presence of someone else in the room, her blue hues meeting his hazel ones. He gave her a worried smile and she let out a choked sob, reaching out her arms for him. Jared spent no time moving forward and wrapping her into his embrace, pulling her tight against his chest as he stood between her legs.

Lizzie broke down into tears, sobbing softly into his chest as she gripped the back of his jacket tightly in her fists. She had never been so scared in her entire life, nor had she ever felt so helpless. The only thing that kept her from falling apart was Livy telling her that Jared was on his way. She needed him, more than she needed anyone right now.

Livy and Jensen decided to give them their privacy and slowly exited the room, leaving just Jared and Lizzie alone in the room together.

"Jay," Lizzie whimpered through sobs, gasping out hiccupping breaths into his shirt.

"Shh, Liz," Jared whispered in an attempt to soothe her, though his shaking voice didn't do much good. "It's okay, I'm right here. I've got you. You're safe."

"J-Jay," Lizzie whispered, pulling back but still gripping onto him tightly, too afraid to let go. "I-It was Matthew. He was the one in my apartment."

Jared's eyes went wide and he felt the anger and rage bubble up inside him. At this point, all he wanted to do was gather up Jensen and Misha, grab his shotgun, and go find the sick son of a bitch that dared to lay a hand on his sweet Lizzie. But he knew he had to be strong for her. He couldn't get mad. Not now. "What?"

"Matthew, h-he got into my apartment -I don't know how- and he came into the bedroom while I was changing." Lizzie choked out, pressing her head back to Jared's chest. "I couldn't even do anything," She sobbed, biting so hard on her lip she almost drew blood.

"What did he do to you, baby?" Jared whispered, gently brushing her hair behind her ears.

Lizzie's lip trembled as she held tightly to her boyfriend, shaking and trembling with each shaking breath she took. "W-When he walked in and saw me, he came up to me and grabbed me. I-I tried to hit him but he kept squeezing my hip and it hurt, and he..." She bit back another soft sob and gripped his shirt so hard she thought it would rip. "H-He...He tried to-"

She couldn't finish her sentence as a fresh waves of sobs racked her body, but she didn't have to. He knew what he had done. He pulled her tight against his chest, burying his face into her hair and letting tears of his own fall into her light brown locks. "Oh, my baby..." He whispered, holding her tightly, but still being careful so he didn't hurt her.

Lizzie sobbed messily into his shirt, feeling broken and rattled. "Jared, what am I going to do?"

"Oh, baby, it's okay," Jared whispered, stroking her hair back gently. "We're going to get through this, okay? I promise. I'm going to be there every step of the way."

"No, Jay," Lizzie whimpered, pulling away and shaking her head as she wrapped her arms around herself. "Jay, I...I think I might be pregnant."