Injustice
By Dimples
Disclaimers:
The characters are based on the characters from XWP but Jessie and Rachel belong to me.
Love/sex:
The story depicts a loving relationship between two women but it isn't very graphic. Anyhow, if you're under-aged or live in a country or state where this isn't allowed, turn back now. Violence:There are a few scenes or violence and their aftermath but nothing graphic. Language:This is based on Xena.....figure it out...Story Line:This is an Uber story with a sad story line so if you think this isn't for you don't read it and if you decide to read it anyhow well, I just have to say....hanky alert.
Thanks:I want to thank my beta-reader Cindy/"FX" for everything she's done. For posting my stories in the first place and I want to thank all the people who read my stories and who took the time to write me what they thought. It motivated me to write more. Tell me what you think.
"Dr. Simpson, Dr. Simpson,
come to the front desk please" rang through the criminally insane institute.
Rachel Simpson is one of the doctors working with the criminally insane. Once
you first lay eyes on her, you'd never believe it true. With shoulder length blonde
hair and sparkling green eyes, she doesn't look a day older than 18 though in
reality, she's 29 years old.
She's been working for this
institute for almost a year now and although one would call this job difficult
and demanding, she calls it her regular day to day life, making her dream come
true.
Rachel was never one to be called
ordinary. Since she was a child everyone knew she'd hit it big time. She was
always aspiring and ready to learn new things, she wanted to make a difference
but not in a regular job.....no siree.....she wanted action, she wanted spice
and boy did she ever get it....
"Death row huh? hmm.....
give me the file and I'll go check it out." said Rachel.
As Rachel walked towards the
elevator she started flipping through the file, hmmm....name: Jessie Donnovan,
age: 32, black hair, blue eyes, 5"11, condemned to death row, reason: murder
of a 5 year old child, multiple crimes conducted for the Mafia, marital status:
single, address: N/A. hmmm...I think I've got myself a handful here.....
Rachel got out of the elevator and started walking towards Jessie's room. The
guard in charge greeted her kindly and let her in.
What Rachel saw when she went
in almost made her cry....she couldn't believe the cruelty of people until she
reminded herself that this woman, laying on the bed, beaten almost to an inch
of her life, is nothing less then a murderer.
She cleared her throat softly
to announce her presence and watched as the the woman slowly tried to crack
open her eyes.
"Water....water....."
croaked the woman.
Rachel immediately snapped herself
from her daze and brought the woman a glass of water. She held the glass close
to her lips and helped her drink some of the cold liquid. She set the glass
on the table next to the bed and pulled up a chair for her to sit in. She always
felt a little claustrophobic in these tiny rooms with only a small window in
the middle of the wall to light up the place. I guess the criminally insane
don't need more than a bed, a chair and a table...."Hi, I'm Dr. Simpson,
I'll be your therapist while you stay here. Ms. Donnovan, do you remember anything....anything
at all....who beat you for example?"
"What the hell do you care?!"
"I do care and I'm here
to help you but I can't do anything until you cooperate Ms. Donnovan."
"Well you can get the fuck
out and stop wasting your breath cause I ain't gonna tell you 'nothin'!"
"Alright......look Jessie
I just want to know who beat you so I can arrange it that it'll never happen
again....".
"Yeah right....like that's
gonna happen.....they're gonna beat the shit outta of me whenever they feel
like it and no little girl is gonna make a difference...." snarled Jessie.
"I'm no little girl and
I can make a difference if you'll let me!" said the enraged doctor.
"Yeah....a difference you
can make....you already did sweetie, I'm feelin' a whole lot better since
you came in and now that I look at you better.....you definitely ain't no little
girl....." said Jessie, leering at the doctor's body.
"How dare you?!" said
the outraged doctor.
"Fine! you don't want my
help.....alright, I'll leave you to think things through and I'll be back when
you learn some manners!" said Rachel. She slammed the door shut behind
her but not before hearing the low chuckle from the bed. That only served to
irritate her even more.
Cute little doctor.......I
sure could have some fun with her.......yeah, at least until I gotta go back
to death row.....oh well....damn, she's even cuter when she's mad.....he he
he...Rachel was furious by the time she reached the first floor where her
boss' office was, she couldn't understand how that woman could make her so mad.....she
needed to be off this case.
She knocked on her boss' office
and entered when she got a response.
"Rachel, what can I do
for you?" said the stocky man with beady eyes.
"Mr. Jameson, I have this
new patient....."
Before she could finish her
sentence, her boss jumped in enthusiastically, "Yes, yes.....Jessie Donnovan....she's
a tricky one......but I knew you'd be the best to handle her....you have this
special...how they call it....quality about you that makes you the perfect choice."
"But....but....I..."
"Oh Rachel, come on don't
be modest.....I know you can do it. Go on now....get to know your new patient."
And that was it, all thoughts
about dropping the case vanished from her mind. Okay.....I have a special
quality huh? well.....I guess we'll see about that, won't we......Rachel
was now determined to prove her boss right so she strode towards Jessie's room
once again, this time with venom in her eyes.
"Now look here.....I'm
here to help you and that's what I'm gonna do even if it kills me!" said
Rachel as she entered the room. What she wasn't expecting was to find Jessie
touching herself with a look of pure pleasure written all over her face. Rachel
was struck dumb, her mouth was hanging open and she was staring at the grinning
Jessie who hadn't stopped her ministrations.
"Care to join me doctor?
It's you I was thinking about anyhow...." said Jessie, giving Rachel a
lopsided grin.
"I....I-I....uhhhh....."
stuttered Rachel.
"What's the matter....cat
got your tongue? lucky fella....." purred Jessie.
"I'll be back later....I-I
ummmm....I'm sorry..." answered Rachel as she turned on her heel and left
the room, listening to the sound of laughter coming from Jessie.
When morning finally came, Rachel
hasn't slept a wink. She was tired and she was grumpy, a tired and grumpy doctor
is not good to your health.
Rachel arrived at work, grumbling
all the way to the front desk, asking for messages and checking in on things.
She decided the mood she was in would not do any good to any of her patients
so she decided to go for a nice long breakfast before she even tried facing
her day.
After breakfast she thought
she was ready and decided to go and try to talk to Jessie.
This time when she reached Jessie's
room, she knocked before entering. Rachel opened the door slowly and peaked
inside. Jessie laughed and said "It's ok doctor, you can come in now.....I
ain't gonna bite ya, you know.....unless you ask me to.....".
Rachel straitened and pulled
up a chair next to the bed.
"Well.....maybe we could
start over.....I'm Dr. Rachel Simpson and I'll be your therapist."
"Alright.....you already
know who I am and I'll be your worst nightmare..."
"Why are you being so difficult?!
can't you be even the slightest bit polite?!"
"Sure I can.....I invited
you to join me yesterday, didn't I?"
"Why you....!!! uhhhhhh..........what
did I ever expect from a murderer??!!"
"YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW ME....SO
DON'T YOU DARE JUDGE ME!!" raged Jessie.
"NO, I DON'T KNOW YOU AND
I DIDN'T JUDGE YOU, YOU'VE ALREADY BEEN JUDGED AND FOUND GUILTY!!".
"Well don't fucking believe
everything you hear...." said Jessie with a defeated voice.
"Then prove me wrong......prove
them wrong......tell me what happened.....please?"
"You'll never believe me......why
the fuck would you......like you said, I am nothing but a murderer...."
"Look.....I'm sorry, but
that's what I know and you didn't help matters any with your behavior towards
me..."
"Just leave me alone......I
don't have time for snotty little brats that think they deserve everything just
because their daddy has enough money to buy the whole damn world!"
"You don't know me either
so don't you dare pass judgment on me, I would think that what you didn't like
people to do to you, you wouldn't do to other people......guess I was wrong...again!"
With that Rachel slammed the
door shut and went to her buisness with her other patients that were not as
infuriating as Jessie.
As usual, she arrived at work
at 8:00 AM sharp and started her day with a little paper work she had left.
As the hours passed, she noticed it was time to see Jessie.
When she opened the door, she
flinched. She couldn't believe her eyes, Jessie had been beaten once again....even
worse than the first time. Her eyes were swollen shut, her lip was busted and
her shirt was covered in blood.
"Jessie.....oh my god......"
said Rachel as she approached the bed. She sat down on the edge of the bed and
touched Jessie's shoulder tenderly.
"Uhhhhhh.......my head......"
"Jessie.......here, drink
this....." Rachel gave her some water and helped her up a little.
"We need to change your
shirt....." Rachel carefully tugged on the shirt and pulled it off. She
gasped as she saw the large bruises forming on Jessie's stomach and rib cage.
She put a new shirt on jessie and helped her lie down once again.
"Jessie....what happened?"
"After you left.....they.....*cough*......came
in and beat me.....*cough*......"
"Jessie, who is 'they'?"
"The guards....."
"The guards?! I can't believe
this.....why would they do such a thing?"
"I thought I really blew
it with you and you asked them to do this....."
"What?! I would never........look,
try to rest alright? I'll figure this out...."
"No wait.....you said you'd
believe me if I told you what happened......"
"Yes, of course I would...."
"Ok, it's like this: A
couple of years ago, I met this guy that promised me everything and anything....exactly
what any kid would wanna hear, especially when they're out on the streets. He
said that he ran this 'company' that did things....for the government....they
pretty much did their dirty laundry. So I said 'sure, why not' and so it begun.
I was officially an undercover agent for the government, not to be known about
. The second something went wrong and I was caught.....I was unknown to them.
And so, I started doing small jobs, like drugs and handling money transfers
but soon it became apparent to them that they were using me for the wrong kind
of jobs...and so I was to become their hitman. I soon became accustomed to the
murder and to everything that I became numb. One day, however, everything changed.
You see, there are to ruling Mafia families, one, the Devello family and the
second, the Alvarez family. Both families are known rivals, if they could they'd
kill each other in a blink of an eye. One day, my boss Michael Finch gave me
a job....that job was the last one for me.....I grew tired from the killing
and the evil and I wanted out, I didn't tell Michael cause I was afraid he'd
kill me so I figured I'd do another job for him and that will be it but something
went wrong and it was too late when I discovered what I had done.....Michael
sent me to kill Benito Alvarez, the head of the family's cousin. So I came in
and automatically went to the room I've been told was Benito's room, it was
so dark and I didn't see it wasn't Benito in the bed, it was his niece and I
automatically did my job and I.....I killed her......... I didn't realize what
had happened until later on and one thing led to another and I was captured
and brought to court for the murder of Michaella Alvarez. Of course no one came
to my rescue and I was framed. That's the whole story from what I know."
"Wow.....ummm but why did
you get here?"
"Well, when I was in jail
I was put with a not so nice bunch that started makin' trouble. I was beaten
by them, like you saw when you first came in and they couldn't put a criminal
with the regular patients especially when I was blamed for the whole damn mess
in the first place."
"Well.....what can I say.....It's
quite a story...."
"You don't believe me do
you? *snort* why the hell did I think you'd be different?" said the tired
and beaten woman as she broke down and cried.
"Hey....hey c'mon......I
do believe you.....I believe you....." cooed Rachel in Jessie's ear until
she calmed down.
"Look Jessie, I don't believe
that a woman that murdered a child would cry like this and would feel remorse
or would feel anything at all.....I know we got off on a bad start but I believe
you...."
"Thank you......I'm sorry
for all of this......." said Jessie while wiping here remaining tears away.
"It's ok......just promise
me you won't act like suck a bitch anymore and cut me some slack....."
said Rachel, grinning.
Jessie laughed for the first
time in almost a decade and felt a little better with herself. She truly liked
this cute doctor......yep she definitely did.
"Jessie, I have to find
the person who framed you."
"No, Rachel stay out of
this ya hear me?"
"I won't stay out of this!
I want to help you.......who do you think could have done it?"
"Rachel, just drop it alright?
I.....I don't know, I guess the reasonable guess would be the Devello family.
They wanted to cause something like this for a long time now and they knew me
because I worked for them. I was a double agent, I had to gain their trust so
I could find the things I needed. I guess they figured it out and by making
me kill the girl, they killed two birds with one stone, they got rid of me and
started the mess with the Alvarez's, it got them shaken, they figured this would
cover their tracks and they could blame me for everything."
"Well, that's a good theory
but it's too.......too predictable......I don't know....."
"Look Raich, just leave
it be......Don't get yourself into trouble......promise me you won't do anything.."
"Alright.......fine..."
"No....promise me."
"Ok, I promise."
"Good girl." smiled
Jessie.
As she was coming to see Jessie,
she was stopped by the one of the guards.
"Dr. Simpson, we released
Ms. Donnovan as you requested." said the guard.
"WHAT?! you released her?!"
"Why yes, you signed the
release form yourself." said the guard as he handed her the form.
"Oh my god.....I didn't
sign this......when was she released?!"
"A few hours ago......ummm...what
do you mean you didn't release her?"
"Nothing, just forget it..."
said the doctor as she started walking towards her car.
"I'm Dr. Simpson, I'm here
to see a patient of mine that was released this afternoon." said Rachel
to the guard.
"The name of the patient?"
"Jessie Donnovan"
"Yes, please come with
me."
They reached Jessie's cell in
a few minutes, the cell was a bit more isolated than other cells, being on death
row and a former agent that was involved with the Mafia gave you that.
"Here you go ma'am."
"Thank you."
The guard let Rachel in and
closed the cell behind her, he figured he'd give the doctor some privacy with
her patient and left them to themselves.
"Jessie...."
"Hey Rachel...."
"Please tell me you know
I wasn't the one to sign that release form...."
"I kinda figured that out......"
"How are you doing Jessie?"
"How the fuck do you think
I'm doing huh? I thought I told you to stay the fuck out of this shit!"
"I couldn't Jessie.......I
care about you and I can't let you die in vain!"
"It's not in vain......I
did my share of bad things.....I deserve to die....."
"No......don't say that
Jessie! you don't deserve to die and I won't let you......I found some things...."
"Rachel, just drop it ok?
Let me die in peace will ya? I care about you too ya know......I am gonna die
if you like it or not.....but I can die in peace if you just promise me....and
this time for real....that you'll leave things be....promise me!" Jessie
was holding back tears now, she couldn't believe how much she came to care about
the sweet little doctor in the short time they knew each other.
"Ok, I promise.....I don't
want you to die Jessie! I-I......I love you..." Rachel started crying.
Jessie raised herself into a
sitting position on the bed and pulled Rachel onto her lap. She cradled her
and rocked her in her arms like a baby. She started planting soft little kisses
on Rachel's neck and throat, all the while murmuring reassurances to her.
Jessie laid Rachel down on the
bed and positioned herself on top of her "I know this isn't the place I've
imagined our first time together but I can't let myself die without feeling
your skin on mine, without tasting you all over and taking you to the edge and
back. Until you'll remember me forever my sweet angel......" Jessie pulled
Rachel's shirt out of her pants and threw it over her head, she started nibbling
on the newly exposed skin while massaging the newly exposed breasts."You
are so beautiful Rachel".
"God, I love you Jessie......I
love you so much......." Rachel's tears never really ceased and she kept
crying while Jessie made love to her. She never felt this loved and cherished
before and when Jessie brought her to the edge, Rachel arched her back and clutched
Jessie's shoulders as she screamed Jessie's name into the night air so it would
be imprinted forever as a name that was screamed in love and in passion and
not in fear or in pain.
Jessie held onto Rachel until
the brake of dawn, she knew she had to let her go soon, she knew that her sentence
would be carried out in only a few hours.
"Rachel.....baby, c'mon
wake up..." Jessie shook Rachel lightly and kissed her softly on the lips.
As Rachel started waking up, their kiss deepened and tongues started probing
mouths, imprinting the feel of each other in their hearts and minds.
"You have to get out of
here.....it's almost dawn...."
"Jessie, I can still do
something.....I discovered some things...."
Jessie put a finger on Rachel's
lips and silenced her with a tender kiss.
"No angel, this is my destiny
but I'll always be here for you.....I love you..."
"Oh god Jessie......I love
you too." said Rachel as she threw herself onto Jessie and hugged her so
tight until she could barely breath.....her tears kept flowing.....
"Rachel, baby.....please
stop crying.......I hate to see you cry, to see you hurt and to know that the
reason that your hurting is me....." said Jessie as she wiped the tears
off Rachel's face.
"Now, come on........you
have to go...." "GUARD!"
They hugged each other one last
time and kissed each other desperately and it was over. Jessie
was taken to the electric chair and it was over..........the love of her life.....her
soulmate....was gone......forever.
Rachel drove home like a robot,
she didn't feel anything except for revenge. She'll find the bastard that framed
Jessie and she'll bring him to justice even if it'll be the last thing she did.....no
matter the outcome she gets what she bargained for......
And so she did.....she found
the man to be Jessie's boss, the thing is Jessie knew too much. Michael found
out that Jessie planned on leaving him and he got scared so he did what he knew
best.....he blamed somebody else for his buisness. He knew Jessie would make
the perfect target, he was a double agent as well and worked with the Devello
family, they wanted to create a mess within the Alvarez family, the Alvarezs'
blamed the Devello's and Michael got out clean....he cleared his ass off everything
and he got the rivalry between the family's soaring....bringing him more cash,
the family's killed each other and he got his hands on all their finances as
a governmental secret buisness.
So she succeeded, she found
out the truth and brought the man to justice but even this revenge didn't make
her feel better.......the one thing that was important to her died and although
she cleared Jessie's name and they published an apology and a correction......Jessie
was still dead....there was no way around it.
Now she had time though to mourn
her lose, so after everything finished she went home, got herself in bed and
cried.......and cried.....until there were no tears left and she fell asleep.
Rachel was writhing and squirming
in her sleep.....she was dreaming......
And in her dream she saw Jessie.......she
was more beautiful than she could remember.....
"Jessie......" said
Rachel as she started crying.
Jessie moved forward and enveloped
Rachel in a tight heartfelt hug, whispering in her ear "I'll always be
there for you......thank you for everything you did for me even though you promised....you
truly are my guardian angel.....I love you....." and as Jessie bent to
kiss Rachel, she woke up.
Her heart was ripping apart
with pain and she cried once again for her lose and for a future that will never
be.
As she was crying, sitting with
her knees tucked under her chin and her hand covering her tear soaked face,
she heard a faint whisper "Don't cry angel.....you know how I hate that...."
and with that she felt a feeling of warmth enveloping her as if in Jessie's
embrace and a soft kiss blown on her neck and lips. With that feeling she finally
fell asleep hoping to be close to her lover once again.
"Dr. Simpson, there is a new
patient for you to see on the third floor....she was just brought in from death
row.." said the small redheaded secretary at the front desk.
That night was full of dreams for
Rachel, she couldn't close her eyes for a second without seeing Jessie laying
on her bed with her hand inside her pants, touching herself. Rachel was scared,
she couldn't understand what was happening to her....why was she reacting this
way to this woman?
The next day came by too fast for
Rachel's taste, though she realized that this night she has slept like a baby.
Days passed and with each day Rachel
and Jessie became closer and closer. They talked about their lives, their dreams,
their hopes.....but Rachel couldn't get Jessie's story out of her mind. She truly
believed her that she was framed and with each day she believed her more. Something
didn't sound right, things just didn't add up......she had to find out who framed
Jessie, she knew that Jessie would be safe until she found things out. She wouldn't
be brought back to jail unless she, herself, gave the permission to release her.
But as always Rachel didn't listen
and she kept on looking for clues, things that would bring her closer to revealing
the truth.
Rachel turned off the engine and
jumped out of the car. She started running towards the jail's gates.
The End