The Rescue Mission
Chapter 2
Written by rachel76m
Edited by Don Kaufman

I arrive back in Jacksonville on Sunday and start another week of work. The second year proved to be rather interesting. About four months ago, I see something odd in my programs that I have written. When I do a security check on the burned DVD copy. I find a backdoor that bypasses the security check protocol I wrote. I then access the EXE program and reverse the conversion process. I see some additional code that I certainly didn’t write there.

I then check all of the DVD copies of several different programs we publish to our top clients. I see the same set of code in them as well. What is going on here? Who put that in there, Croin?

I don’t know, Richard.

I need to double check this out. I need permission from Mr. Bryson before he goes on his trip to Washington in a few weeks.

I call the secretary to make an appointment to Mr. Bryson. She said I can see him tomorrow morning.

“Thank you, Linda. I’ll be sure to be there at 8 AM.”

“You’re welcome, Richard.”

The next day, I arrive early to work to see Mr. Bryson. I’m sitting in his office discussing the issue.

“Mr. Bryson, I need your permission to review your accounts and some DVD copies for our top clients. I think there is a compromise in the programs.”

“What are you saying, Richard?”

“When I did my random security check on a burned DVD, I found a backdoor that went around my security measures. It bypasses it and you get direct access to the hard drive.”

“That’s a serious charge. You don’t know who is doing it?”

“Not at this time, sir.”

“Why do you want to look at the accounting data?”

“I want to see if someone is being paid off or if someone is stealing money from the company.”

“I see. You have my permission to do this independent audit. It will help our regular auditors as well.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Mr. Bryson accesses the accounting program. He copies the data logs to the Accounts Receivable and Accounts Payable ledgers and burns them to several DVD’s for me. He then hands the copies to me.

“Thank you, sir.”

“You’re welcome, Richard. How is it going otherwise?”

“It’s going fine, sir. I have been experimenting on something new with my 3D System back in my apartment. When I get it finalized it will be another feature available to use.” I smile at him.

He smiles back at me, “I look forward to seeing it in action.”

“Yes, Sir. Good luck in Washington, Sir.”

“Thank you, Richard. A lot of agencies are very interested in your 3D System. They would like to see it ramped up to a larger scale to be used in the Pentagon and the other National security agencies. Even Interpol is interested in it as well.”

“Will I be needed in Charleston for a month like last time?”

“I would think so, Richard. You will need to make sure it scales out properly.”

“I understand, sir.”

I get up and shake his hand.

“You know, Richard. Ever since I heard the Creator’s Voice, it has been easier to make some decisions around here. I know we’ve had our private talks, but it is going to take time to get Earth ready for the Emissaries. I hope to be here when contact is made. At least I get to thank you privately for being our representative to Twainor.”

“You’re welcome, sir.”

I leave his office and return back to my desk. I look at my shelf and see the products we use. I walk down to publishing to have a talk with Jennifer.

“Hello, Jennifer.”

“Hello, Richard.”

“Jennifer, I need the recent copies from our products.”

“Why do you need them?”

“I just got permission from Mr. Bryson to do an independent audit of the products.”

“That’s fine, Richard.” Jennifer walks over to the shelves and picks one of each from the products we publish. She hands me four DVD disks in their cases.

“Thank you, Jennifer.”

“You’re welcome, Richard. Richard, I have a question to ask you.”

“Yes, Jennifer.”

“Some of us girls and guys are getting together for a trip to the beach during Labor Day weekend. We would like you to join us.”

“Thank you very much, Jennifer. I’ll definitely make plans to be there.”

“You’re a sweetheart, Richard.”

She comes up to me and gives me a quick hug. I don’t see Brian Dixon and Darren McIntyre walk behind me past the open door to publishing. We then break apart. I see her a little red faced. I turn around and leave the room.

In the second week of August, I did a Rabbit Trails search on Brent to see where it goes. When I see the results, I see three names I don’t recognize. I check with Interpol to see if they are there. To my amazement, I see they are high on their interdiction list. I print out those names and take a walk down to R&D to see Doug. I use my ID card to swipe the reader, I hear a click and open the door. I walk inside to see Doug there, but not Beth.

“Hello, Richard.”

“Hello, Doug. I have three names I came across in doing some background search on Brent.”

“Let me take a look, Richard.”

I hand the printout sheet to him. He looks at it carefully. “Where did you find these names?”

“I used my Rabbit Trails program to see if there are any external connections to Brent. I found these three names. They are from Europe and on Interpol there.”

“Hmm . . . I don’t recognize them right away, Richard. I’ll double check my transcripts from the chat rooms.”

“That’s fine, Doug. Well, I need to get back to my desk. I think Brent is circumventing my security measures in the programs to some of our clients.”

“Can you prove it?”

“I think I can, Doug. But I need to double check that.”

“Do you have an idea what they are after?”

“It seems to be pointing to the banks especially.”

“That has been done before, Richard.”

“I know, Doug. But I think this time it is to wipe out the US Dollar and make the Euro the currency of choice.”

“Hmm . . . can it be done?”

“It will have to be a very sophisticated virus to do that.”

“Can it be thwarted?”

“I think so, Doug. I have thought of creating a little virus of my own to wipe out the world wide debt.”

He smiles at me, “That would be something to see, Richard. See you later.”

“See ya’ later. Well, take care, Doug.”

“You do the same, Richard.”

I leave the R&D lab and walk back to my desk. I continue working through the day as ususal.

In August is my two year anniversary in working with Secure-Sys. It is time to do the yearly review. Also, I’m about six months pregnant with another set of fairies.

I turn in my time sheet at work. The HR Director asks me to come in for the job review. Of all of the meetings to attend, this job review is the toughest; because they tell you if you are up to par in producing good quality work. What I do for the company is pretty complex and detailed. I write security software programs, do data entry, I help take care of the network, etc. everyday is a busy day here.

I knock on the door, “Sir, I am here for the job review.”

“Come on in Richard, you are on time,” said Dave, head of Human Resources for the company.

I take a big breath and breathe it out, turn the door knob and enter into the office. I take a seat in front of the desk and look at Dave hoping everything will be alright.

Looking up from his desk, he scans me over. “Well, as you know it is time for your job review. You have been here 2 years so far. I know you were hired to fill in a tough demanding spot. You have written some very good programs without many bugs in them. You have kept up with the other multitasking jobs as well. But, ….”

Oh great, here comes the ‘but’, I thought.

“It seems there are some areas you are lacking. We have given you time to get up to speed, but you have not met our expectations in some areas,” said Dave.

“Could you please tell me what they are so that I can improve on that sir?”

“Sure, I will tell you what you need to do to get you better prepared for your future. We know it is none of our business, but your personality does not seem to fit the profile of what we expect in our employees. We know you are a quiet type person that does not make waves, which is fine for you. But, we need a Type ‘A’ person that has that ‘go get them’ attitude. Your work ethic is great; in making sure the programs have the bugs removed. You have even improved some of our standards to a degree; and also the presentations with your flare. But, I am afraid is that your personality is bit too, how should I say it, too mousy and quiet sometimes. It should be more aggressive in getting things done.”

“So, you are telling me that you like my work to a degree, but my quiet attitude is not what you expect? If you want to know, that quiet and slow attitude allows me not to stress out and make more mistakes if I was faster and more aggressive, sir.”

“Well it needs to be both ways, Richard. You need to be faster, more accurate and aggressive to get things done right the first time. You are getting it right the first time, but the overall time is slow. I appreciate the accuracy. But, if you can not change that speed aspect about you, I think you will need to leave our company and find employment elsewhere that will hire you.”

“If I remember right Dave, the programs that I wrote belong to the company. This is fine, I can always rewrite them and rearrange them to be different and still do the same task at another company. I appreciate your willingness to hire me and to give this chance to grow and plan a future. Is there anything else sir?”

“Yes, there is. You need to continue and get your certifications for one thing. There are only two left for you to earn. You did fine by getting your Masters degree and what you accomplished there. It also has come to my attention from other employees that they are very uncomfortable around you, especially some of the men. It seems that you have a better rapport with the women then they do. They are resenting that you seem to have an inside track on how to make friends with the ladies than you do with the men.”

“What? You're kidding me? I was wondering where those post-it notes were coming from. Getting those certifications are important, but finding the time to study up is tough. I was hoping to get more work experience to answer those questions better on the tests.”

“What post-it notes, Richard?”

“It seems they are accusing me of being a sissy and a fairy for making friends with the ladies. Just to let you know, I learned a long time ago while I was growing up on how to appreciate girls. I wouldn't be surprised if these men are just jealous and are trying edge me out.”

“Well, I am sorry to hear that. You are a good employee otherwise, but I am looking out for the company.”

“Perhaps you are. But you better have a good look and a good set of ears to hear what they are saying behind your back. This was probably a case of getting even and getting me out of the company, because I was disturbing their territory on the ladies or for some other reason. Plus, I bet I was writing better programs than they were. But, I will go as you say. When I get the chance, I'll contact the SC division of this company. That is where I started with this company. I'll see if they want me back.”

With both of us getting up, we shake hands and said our goodbyes and good lucks. I still don’t see a reaction from him.

Richard might be right about some of the male employees. They are a bit territorial with the female staff. Some of the ladies have complained to me about some of them as being rude and obnoxious. I have even seen some of the ladies get cornered by some of the men. Those looks on their faces have the look of retreat and even fear sometimes. But these men are some of our brightest minds in the company. I knew Richard would be a good addition; I have seen some of his work before. The programs are neat, reliable, and easy to understand, troubleshoot and expand. I might need to get the proof and present the evidence to Robert. But, it was Robert who recommended that we let Richard go in the last email from him. Does he know something I do not? Something is going on here. I better make plans for myself, if I see my number is up. I am going have to wait and give this info to Robert, he just left for week long Security Conference in DC. Wait a second, Richard said he started at our SC division? I came here one month before he just started there. I better check his employment history again and his credentials.

“It states here Richard graduated in the top one percent in his class as Salutatorian for the ceremonies. His senior project was developing a new security software and hardware system that hasn't been done before. He continued that while getting his Masters. I was there for one day only. No, that can't be the same one at our SC division. Is it?” I better double check that. If Richard did create that, then our company could be in trouble, big time. Someone pulled the strings to get Mr. Bryson to sign that release. He never would have done that.

~~~000~~~

I drive back to my apartment. My fairies try to comfort me. They stay in butterfly mode while they sit on the back seat.

“You know it's Brent and his cronies.”

“I know it is, Cobalt. But I need to prove it he's sabotaging my programs.”

I stop by the office to see the apartment manager to inform her of the situation. My fairies fly out of the car, I then lock the car. They fly to the back porch on the second floor where my apartment is. They take their rest in the garden that I built there.

“Hello, Melissa. I have some sad news to give. I was let go at the company there,” said Richard.

“Hello, Richard. I am sorry to hear that. How much money do you have saved up before it gets desperate,” asked Melissa?

“I have about 2 months to hopefully find a new job. Plus my nest egg that I vow not to touch unless it is needed by all means.”

“Well, you better get cracking, that time flies fast. You have been here about 2 years. That is not much of a reference, but it is a start when you need it. You will need some other references.”

“Thanks, Melissa. I will get cracking on that job hunt again. Hopefully all goes well by then. Have a good weekend, Melissa.”

“You too Richard, good luck.”

I arrived in my apartment. Well, time to look for another company. I do have a few leads to work on. At least I saw the writing on the wall with this company. I thought for sure this would be the company for me. The Creator even told me so. I even met the CEO who said he was impressed with my work. He even purchased a copy of my invention and had it installed in his office on a weekend. I wonder why the change of heart? So, in my spare time at home I combed the internet for job leads and from personal contacts with companies that I knew about. Hopefully I will not be out of work too long. The Charleston office should welcome me back with no problems. Well, let’s check the mail today.

Going down to the mailbox, I open it and find a few pieces of mail. Rats, just junk mail. Oh well, let’s check the email account to see if anything is there.

Going back into the apartment. I open the screen door. My fairy family flies inside and change back to their normal selves. I walk up to my PC and turn it on. I log on and check the email. hmm… Not too much. Some are from classmates. Some are the idiotic Spam from those Yahoo groups that I belong to. I wish those group owners would be more active to clean up their groups. Well, I better update my resume and create my introduction letter to the Charleston office.

After sending a copy of the updated intro letter and resume to Charleston, I get in the shower and get ready for bed. Lying on the bed, I stare at the ceiling. My fairies fly into my room. I can not believe it. I am making friends with the ladies and some of the men there get jealous. Someday they might learn their lessons, but then again some will not. I hope the ladies there are smart enough to leave before they get hurt. Hurt…hmm….I sure do miss Brianna. We had a great friendship going. But, I will never forget that time she asked me for something special when we played house one day. She has three older brothers in the family. Sure she identified with her mom. Brianna asked her if she could get a sister. Mom said no, she could not. Me? I had only brothers as well, no sisters. But, I was the baby of the family. Mom doted on me that is for sure. But since we were neighbors and the same age, we knew we would get along fine. I did learn a lot from her on how to treat girls. She even appreciated the time I protected her when some of the local bullies at school whom tried to hurt her. Sure I took a beating. But, it was worth it. Those instances just drew Brianna and me that closer together. But, then it was discovered that I was not normal on the inside. When they took the X-rays the doctors were surprised. They informed my parents of the discovery. They said if it was not interfering with my growth they said to leave it be. It will be decided upon later. I wished they told me, they never did have that chance. I had to find out for myself later.

“Sigh.....”

“It will all work out, Richard.”

“I know, Tigress.”

“I'm just remembering my times with Brianna.”

“You might still find her, someday.”

“I hope so Amber, I hope so and soon. My searches have come up empty so far.”

“Yes, the Wilson name is a very common last name here.”

“Yes, that's the hardest part, Tiger.”

Then the fairies start to hum a restful melody to ease my soul. I start to think of the times I had with Brianna.

~~~000~~~ Flash Back ~~~000~~~

Then one day Brianna planned something special the next time we played house. Usually I played the husband, she would play the wife, both of us would act out scenes of having children with the toy dolls she had or other events that we see our parents do. I came over at the usual time; she sat at the table waiting for me to arrive. I sat down and poured for both of us a cup of water. We both took it and sipped from the cups. We put our cups down, I placed my hands on the table, and she reached over and held them saying…

“Richard, I have a special request for a day that’s needed to be planned. We have been best of friends these last several years. For this play session to work; I want to do something special. You know that when I told mom I would like to have a sister, she said no.”

“I remember that day, Brianna. You were heart broken. You cried to your room. We met later that day and you told me all about it. What do you have in mind, Brianna?”

“It is not a far stretch from our play acting. Hmm, how can I say this … I want you to dress up and be my sister. There, I said it!”

“Wow, you are asking a lot; your sister, huh. What will your parents think or even my parents if we are caught doing this? You know how traditional our parents are in thinking being in the Deep South here in SC.”

“I know, Richard. I am hoping we can do this when one or both of our families are out all day and we are here by ourselves.”

“It could work. But we are both ten. They still see us as needing a baby sitter.”

“True Richard, but we might be able to convince the baby sitter that we are play acting to get ready for a play at school or something. I will need you to act like my sister in the play so I have someone to practice my lines with.”

“That’s a good plan. We will have to talk with each other and determine when that will happen. Are there any special days that you know that are coming up, Brianna?”

“You remember that party they went to awhile back last year, both of our parents went? They sent the boys to summer camp that year. We were here by ourselves because we were too young to go their summer camps. We had a baby sitter then on some nights.”

“I do remember that last year. It was neat that we could play all the time. That baby sitter was cool. You think we can get her again?”

“I will ask my mom when the time comes. I will let you know.”

“Okay, Brianna, sounds good. Wow, I am going to dress up to be your sister. This will be fun. I will get to know you better. You are my best friend Brianna.”

“Yes, Richard, you are my best friend. Well, look at the time. We better clean up here; I have some homework to do.”

“Sure, I will help clean up. I have some homework to do as well.”

The days went by. At the end of May was the end of the school year. Everybody looked forward to the summer vacations and trips. Brianna and I, well we learned this year is going to be a repeat of last year. Our brothers are off to summer camp, Brianna and I get to stay home again. Sure our parents looked forward to this time of peacefulness around the homes. Our older brothers sure create a lot racket and noise, but hey, they are teenagers.

As expected; the parents decided on a full day and night that they would plan together as friends, coming home around 10 PM. Our baby sitter arrived on time about 9 AM. Our parents are off to the county park at the lake, dinner and a movie. Yes, it will be a long day for them. Once we said our goodbyes, and the baby sitter got the emergency instructions, they left for the day.

“All right you two, you are not going to give me problems today are you?” Asks Karen, who is our favorite baby sitter.

“No, Miss Karen, we will not be any problems. But, I do have something special to ask for today,” said Brianna.

“Something special; what is it Brianna?”

“Well,” Here it goes. “You know how it is just Richard and I when we are with you. You are just a like an older sister sometimes which I would like to learn more about with. But, Richard is left out of the fun and games that we do. I was wondering if (gulp) Richard could join us and be a sister with us today so that he will not feel left out. Besides, it might be good for him to know some of the things we do. He is a great friend already. But I do not want him to be like our obnoxious brothers.”

I sat there flabbergasted when she said that. She changed the story from a play at school to this? Wow!!

“I will have to think about this one Brianna. Hmm... it is a neat idea. It is not too often that I get a chance to help a boy out to be a better person. I have had some bad dates, even your brothers tried to pick me up sometimes. Some of them are nice, but most of them are rude, but you both know that already. Well, for this to work out, we will need some clothes for Richard. Fortunately both you and Richard are the same size about. But we need a girl’s name for you Richard.”

“You want to give me a girl’s name? Well, you might not know this, but I heard mom talked to my dad that she was hoping for a daughter and she would be named Rachel.”

“Rachel, that’s a very good name. I like it,” said Brianna.

“Okay Rachel, you are Brianna’s sister today,” said Karen.

“If I am going to be Rachel, I guess my first question is what sisters do when they are together, Karen. So, how do sisters act?”

“Well they act like friends, but they talk about different things than you would normally do with your brother.”

“I do know that is very true. One time when mom asked me at the dinner table what Brianna and I did one day. I told her what we did.”

~~~000~~~

She gave me praise which was very nice. But my brothers and even my dad snickered and laughed that I was playing ‘girly games’ with Brianna. But, I responded back with a smile and asked dad, “Isn’t that what you do? Raising a family like us?” (I raise my voice on the word ‘do’).

Mom gives a smile and looks at dad, “We . . .ll?” with a rise her voice.

“Ahem, I am sorry; I didn’t realize what you were both doing. Isn’t that right Mike and Kenny?”

“Uh, no, we didn’t mean anything by it, honest.”

Kenny snickers behind his hand again.

“Well he is your younger brother; he just might turn out to be a better husband than you two will be if you do not learn how to treat your girlfriends better.”

“Uh, right mom. We will treat our dates better and with more respect.” Again Kenny snickers again with a smile.

~~~000~~~

“Look at the time, Brianna, we need to get busy and get Rachel all ready to be your sister. So, let’s get her cleaned up and dressed up,” said Karen.

“Right, okay Rachel, time for a shower and washing your hair. Go into my bathroom, you will see I have laid out the soap, shampoo and a towel for you to use.”

“Okay Brianna, I’m going.” Upon entering her bathroom I stripped down and step into the shower. I have used her soap and shampoo before. There was one time we were playing out in the nearby playground, it started to rain before we entered her house. Her mom insisted we get cleaned up properly. We were both dirty and smelly from that quick run home. I really enjoyed her stuff. I sure wish my mom would let me have some of this. But mom said no, because I am sharing the bathroom with my older brothers. She thinks they would not appreciate those aromas wafting around the bathroom. I finished cleaning up and washing my hair, as soon as I turned off the shower, I hear Brianna.

“On the shelf in there you will see a pair of panties, put those on and come on out.”

I put them on and stepped out into her bedroom. Wow, these panties are nice and soft. I will have to remember this when I get older. Brianna and Karen directed me over to the bed and I see some clothes that I will be putting on.

“Okay, here we will help you get dressed up.”

They proceeded to put a bra on me, a blouse on and stepped into a skirt. Then they had me sit at Brianna’s makeup table.

“We are just going do to this lightly like Brianna here. Comb out your hair; we are going to put this wig cap on. Since your black hair is not long enough you will have to wear this blond wig.”

After they were done, I looked into the mirror. I could not believe how I looked; they put some socks and shoes, jewelry, etc. on me. There was no perfume put on me though. It was incredible, I looked like a girl. “Wow, girls this is neat. So what do we do now?”

“Well, we get to do a lot of things today. We will get you cleaned up before your parents come by to pick you up. We left off the perfume so that your family will not become suspicious,” said Karen.

“Oh, we can put the perfume on him, Miss Karen. His parents and his brothers will then know if he has been here or not,” she giggles.

“Well if that’s the case, Brianna. (I started to blush as I nodded my head up and down.) …we will put a little on, but not too strong.” She smiles as she sprays a little on my wrists and my neck.

The day went great. We played all kind of games that girls played. Playing with the dolls was easy and doing some play acting there. But, this time I get to play the mommy. It was very interesting to learn it from her perspective. We had a nice tea party for lunch. I acted my best as they taught me. When it was time for dinner, we set up the dinner that Brianna’s parents had set aside for us. Afterwards we cleaned up and watched a movie they both liked. It was new to me, but I really liked it. After the movie, I went to Brianna’s room and bathroom to get cleaned up and get changed back to being Richard.

“I am sorry to see Rachel go home. I really enjoyed today,” said Karen.

“Me too, Miss Karen. Perhaps we can do this again during the summer. I know there will be a few Saturdays left before our brothers come home from summer camp.”

“Yes, Miss Karen and Brianna. I really enjoyed it. It was neat playing some of things you both do. That makeup was incredible; I just looked like a girl when you got me made up.”

“Sure, no problem Brianna and Richard, I will make sure that I am available when that happens, just let me know a few days in advance. Well, you two better get some shut eye. Richard you are on the couch while you Brianna go back to your room.”

“Okay Miss Karen. Thank you for a wonderful day.” I go to the couch and lay down on the pillow. Brianna went to her room. It was about another hour before our parents showed up. My mom and dad wake me up and take me home after we said our goodbyes and thank you.

When we get inside the house, mom asks me a question, “Well, did you have wonderful day Richard?”

“Yes, we did. We really like Miss Karen. She is a good friend. Can we have another get together when you are all out again? Can we mom and dad, please?” I pleaded.

“Well, I will have to think about it and do some planning, son. We really enjoyed our day out too. Your mother and I have discussed that we will be taking a few more days off before your brothers come home,” said dad.

“That is great dad. I really like Brianna and Miss Karen. It sure makes up not having a sister in our family, right mom?”

“Well, dear (looking over at dad with some sad eyes), you know we have been fortunate to have such great neighbors. I see no reason to stop Richard from seeing her.” You are too young to know why the Wilson and Moore families are really good friends. Hopefully you’ll understand someday in the future.

Well a week goes by; our brothers will be home from their month long summer camp in a few weeks. Mom and dad felt it was necessary to take these days before the madness returns of raising three boys. Saturday comes again and I find myself at the Brianna Wilson’s home again to spend the day with. Miss Karen is to be our baby sitter again.

We were able to do this for two more Saturdays. It was the last Saturday that everything changed between our families.

We had gotten into a pretty good routine of having our fun. But that last Saturday, it rained very hard that afternoon. I was still dressed up when they showed up at the door wet looking to get dry. When they saw me dressed up as a little girl, I thought my whole world disappeared.

Of course they demanded to know what is going on. Miss Karen and Brianna tried to explain the play acting they were doing. But both sets of parents wanted no part of it. It was decided that we will never see each other again. I cried when I heard that ultimatum.

They took off the clothes I was wearing and threw them down in a heap. They grabbed Richard’s own clothes and took me home after I got dressed, I sobbed like crazy. I tried to explain it to them; but they would not listen.

To make matters worst, a week after the brothers came home from summer camp, word came down that both of our dads were reassigned to new locations for the companies they work for. To them they saw it as opportunity to keep us apart. Mom and dad laid down the law about cross-dressing and how sinful and wrong it was.

But, I could see some reservation in mom’s eyes, but she went along with it. We moved to another town near Charlotte, NC. We stayed there until I graduated from high school and went to college. They never spoke of the Wilson’s again.

One time I took a sneak into mom’s address book. I saw the Wilson family erased out of the book. What am I going to do now? Well, take it day by day. Sure I still got the butt end of the jokes from my brothers for dressing up like a girl, plus some other stuff about me. They kept that up for years. All, it did was just remind me of the loss I had with Brianna.

It turns out once that I focused on school my grades; which were always very good. I was able to earn a scholarship to a university which was on the other side of NC. I had to move into the dorms to do so; my major which I really liked was in the field of computers and electronics; especially designing security software. I also earned the purple sash with the third degree at the dojo where my dad had me to attend.

~~~000~~~ End of Flash Back for Richard Moore ~~~000~~~

[In the Wilson Home]

As soon as Richard and his family left that evening; my mom and dad came down on me hard.

“Why mom? Why dad? We were just play acting. I wanted to know what it is like to have a sister!! Richard is my best friend my age here.”

“But Richard is a boy not a girl. Besides boys do not wear girl clothes,” said mom.

“Well, for some reason he is like a girl as well. I can not put my finger on it. But he is more caring than most boys at my school. Besides, do you remember he stood up for me and protected me from some of those bullies?”

“I remember that day well. Richard did do a good thing that day. I was very impressed by it,” said Brianna’s dad, Larry. But, they told me some upsetting news about Richard when they took those X-rays after getting beat up. I am going to have to keep that info between Helen and me. Besides we promised each other to not tell the children about it. It would make things worse for Richard. I thought Richard was too soft, he seems such a nice boy, and he did act girlish sometimes. What is going on with me here? No, boys should not wear girl clothes; besides Helen agrees with me on this point. We thought for sure Richard would be the one to carry on the legacy of our homeland and Brianna would be by his side. Ughh . . . this is so confusing. Help me, Creator!

“Uh, earth to Larry? Is there anything wrong?”

“Uh, uh, no there isn’t my dear. I agree with you no boy should be wearing girl clothes. And you little girl need to get to bed now. You will not be seeing Richard anymore. Got that? And make no buts about it either!!”

“No mom, no dad.” I picked up Rachel’s clothes and I cried all the way to my room and cried on the bed and onto Rachel’s clothes. I made a promise to not forget Richard and Rachel. I took her clothes and had them washed with my next laundry. Afterwards, I folded them up neatly and put into a box for safe keeping.

A week later, my brothers came home from summer camp. They were telling jokes about the fun they had. They even had some girls come over from another camp to have a social. From the way how they described it, I am sure they had a good time, some did not. If I went to that social I sure would have not danced with them. They are so rude. They have no clue how to act around us girls. At least Karen and I were able to teach Richard a thing or two on how to do it. I hope Richard will not forget me.

The next week, I received the worse news yet at the family meeting.

“I have some sad news to give. My company has assigned me to another branch office to get them up and going.”

“What and leave our friends here and start over, that’s not fair.” Everybody whined and cried over it.

What!?!?! Oh no, I will be separated from Richard and Karen!! No, this is worst day of my life!!

“Oh and one more thing; the Moore’s will be moving as well. They will be moving somewhere else altogether,” said dad.

No, no, it can not be!!! Lose contact with Richard!! I will miss him dearly. No, I will not forget him! I run to my room and I cried on my bed again. Without my knowing, mom crept in and sat on the corner of my bed. I turned around and cried on her shoulder.

“There, there, I do not like it anymore than you, but you are going have to forget Richard.”

“Forget Richard? He is my best friend. We had lots of fun. Playing games, we even played house.”

“Yes, you did, but you got him dressed up in your clothes. Boys do not wear girl clothes.”

“But I wanted to know what its like to have a sister near my age. The ones that I do know are either too old or too young. Most of the ones at school want nothing to do with me. Most of them are just too cliquish; they don’t want me in their inner circles. They think I am too smart and nerdy. There is nothing wrong with me mom, right?”

“No there is nothing wrong with you. You just happen to be a very smart girl for your age. You just keep getting those grades and you will be off to college and have a great time there. You will see. Just be patient about it.”

“But I was hoping that Richard…”

“Now no more talk about Richard, he is in the past now. You just forget him. There will be other boys in your life. You are a very pretty girl. I am sure you will get some dates.”

Well true to their word, we moved to another state. I did not even know where the Moore’s moved to. I sneaked in one time when mom and dad were not around to check mom’s address book. I looked to see if there is a forwarding address from them. What?!?! The name is erased!! No!! It can not be!! I will never forget Richard. I vow to find him some day!!!

Well the years went on. I went to a new school; I had to start all over finding new friends. My brothers were not much help. Being that the three of them are 6 years older than me at least. They moved out of the house, one by one and started their new lives. When I got into middle school and high school; I had a few dates. But, most of them were too grabby and aggressive for me. So, I kept to myself and keep the grades up for college like mom and dad wanted. The oldest, Allen, was able to get to college on a football scholarship, but he was not good enough for the pros. Even his major did not prepare him for the real world. He got a degree in athletics? All he was good for was to be a coach. He might make it someday if he keeps at it. The middle brother, Brian, was always getting into trouble; trying to find the easy way to make fast money. He was our black sheep. He eventually moved into an apartment near Knoxville to make it. We have contact with him about a couple times a year. My youngest brother, Charles just graduated from high school. At least he took those industry classes to find honest hard work.

Me? My grades turned out real good. I was able to get some scholarships for college at UT in Knoxville. One of the gifts from mom and dad was a computer. Of course it came with an internet account. I would be up late at night on weekends doing the homework, plus looking to see if I can find Richard. Then during my junior year in college I read the news about the Moore family being lost in a plane crash during the summer vacations. It broke my heart when I read that. But, it also stated that Richard was away in college in NC when that happened. Well at least I know he is safe for now.

So, when the news came about the crash; I approached mom and dad with the news. “Uh, mom, dad, I have some sad news to give. You remember the Moore’s who used to live next door to us?”

“Yes, dear I remember them. Is there anything wrong, why do you look so sad dear?”

“The Moore’s took their summer vacation as usual with their two oldest boys. They were all killed in a plane crash during a bad storm. They were heading to that small town that you like going to sometimes.”

“What? Are you kidding me Brianna? All of them got killed?”

“No dad, I am not kidding. In fact according to the story, Richard was away at college when it happened,” as I started to cry.

Mom and dad came over and hugged me. “There, there, everything will be all right. I will check with the company if I can use some vacation time to get to the funeral.”

“Thanks dad; that would be great,” sniffed Brianna.

Well it turns out that dad or our family could not make the trip. Mom saw to it to at least send flowers to the funeral home. Strange; how did she know where to send the flowers? She must have their address in another place; but I never saw the address on the box once it was shipped out. Darn it. Mom is still playing games with me. Fine, I will find Richard on my own. At least I know which university he is going to now. They know something that they do not want tell me; but what is it? And it is not the cross-dressing problem anymore. It is something else.

During my junior year, I decided my major was going to be in pediatrics. That means a medical school and about two more years. I also decided to do the fast track and end a semester early in December. I just like working around kids and helping them through their problems. Maybe I am not doctor material; but getting to that professional post as an assistant will be close enough. It makes me feel good that I am doing something positive; liked I helped Richard out to be a better boy. Richard…hmm… I sure do miss him.

I graduated with my bachelors with no problems. I continued on with my Masters Degree in Pediatrics in Medical School. I did not think too much about Richard as the next year and half went focusing on medical school; besides there was not too much news anyway. I did decide to spend another year in Medical School to earn specialty courses while I have the chance.

When I got close to graduation next year, I caught a big article in the science journal. It seems that Richard has developed the first generation of holographic security systems. Neat, I knew he was a smart boy. There is even a picture of him in the journal. Well, will you look at that! He has not changed much since I knew him last. He still has that young looking face. I printed out the article and saved it.

During the summer break there were some construction projects going on. One in particular was an upgrade to the security system. It was put into the campus newspaper that certain areas would receive the upgrade. We were not told the details, but it was improvement to the video system. It was also installed in the dorms at key junctions to monitor the hallways. Some of the girls requested that it should be put in the rooms as well. There has been reported of former rogue boyfriends who would violate the dorm curfew for a late night meeting. When I entered in my last semester, I requested one of those special rooms.

I was able to continue my education with the scholarships because they were dependent that I continue with my schooling. My grades are above average. I love it. Then during that last fall semester someone tried to get my attention.

“Hey Brianna, how are the classes going for your last semester? You have your thesis ready?”

“Oh, hi David, I am sorry, I did not realize you were talking to me. I was focused on my notes for my next class.”

“No problem. I was just wondering if you want to go out somewhere. You have been cooped up in your cage a long time. You do need a break out once in awhile you know.”

“Yes, I know that. Let me check my schedule here, hmm… how does next Thursday afternoon sound at the Student Center. We can meet there for a drink. Will that do?”

“Sure, Brianna, that we will be great, I will be there at 2 PM. Is that good enough?”

“That is fine David; see you at 2 PM on Thursday. See you later David.”

Yes, I have a drink date with that hot Brianna girl! Some of us guys have been trying to find a way to get a date with her. She is so stuck up with these classes. She just has to get loose now and then. But, I can not knock her grades. She is a smart cookie. I am going have to watch my P’s and Q’s when I am around her. Well I better get off to class. Besides her major is into kids; we are going to have come up with something to get her attention on that. David goes onto his next class and muses some fantasies about Brianna.

David and I meet at the Student Center as planned. We talked about various different subjects from classes, professors, campus sports, and even the weather.

Wow, David seems to be a nice guy. Well, I will take it slow. The odd thing is that we have had some classes together for the last several years; and now he has the guts to come up to me and ask for a drink date? He must be one very shy guy. But I will go on easy on him, but still be wary.

“So Brianna, I see that our time is up; how about we arrange another afternoon social?”

“Sounds good David; but I hardly know you. Even though we are on a student level here; we do have other priorities. You know I am planning to graduate this December ahead of most of you.”

“That’s true, but I figure that I least spend some time with the prettiest and smartest girl in our class.”

“Thank you David, that is sweet of you to say that. But, the way I see it right now; we are just friends. Is that okay?”

“Sure, that is no problem. Well time for us to go. See you in the classroom; and see you next week here. Bye Brianna.” David hummed a tune from a movie as he went on his way.

“Bye David.” Well that went interesting. Well I better get back to my room to change and get to the library. I still have that thesis to put together.

I step into my dorm room. “Well, how did it go Brianna? Isn’t that David a hunk? So how was your drink date?”

“Oh, it went fine. Yes, he is cute. But what I can not believe; is that it took him over a year to come up and ask for one. There is something odd about him. He hummed a song from a movie that I did not like. It was creepy if you ask me. I think it was one of those Scary Movie sequels, I am not sure.”

“Oh I really like those movies. It would scare the jeepers out of you. It was nail biting to see who was going to get it next while trying to figure out who was behind the mask.”

“Oh great, just my luck I get a room mate who likes horror flicks. Well I can throw those sweet and lovable movies back at you from the kids that I counsel, so take that Kelly!”

“Ewww, all right a truce is needed.”

“All right a truce then. So, how is it going with your classes, Kelly?”

“They are going all right. The professors sure have me challenged in writing good reports on police protocols.”

“They should, they want to make sure you make a good police detective that you want to be.”

“Well, I need to split to the library. Are you coming?”

“Yes, I will join you. Let me get freshened up and change my blouse to be more comfortable.” I change my blouse and freshen up my makeup.

So off we went to the library to continue our studies and getting the homework done. But at least for me it is winding down; I am glad to see the end of the tunnel with this education trip to med school.

This continued on, for Thanksgiving Break I went to see my parents again. It was great to be home and relax get ready for the final push. All in all it went well. My parents told me they are proud of me for setting my goals high and to reap the reward afterwards. It was all they could ask. I was the only sibling who achieved this goal. I just heard from mom and dad that Allen went back to college, to get that teaching degree so he could coach. Good for him. No word from Brian lately, but Charles is doing fine with the construction company that he is with. They promoted him to foreman on some projects. He will make it someday. I told mom and dad about David. They were surprised and pleased to hear that I am dating once again. Of course they hope he is the one for me. Well, I am not counting anything until after I graduate. Graduation…hmm... I wish Richard was here, I sure do miss him.

The Finals, the presentation of the thesis went well. I was approved for graduation and to receive at least Magna Cum Laude. At least I am in the top percentile, not perfect, but close enough. At the ceremonies, everybody was there. My parents even found Brian to show up on time with the rest of the family. It was great to see them altogether. Of course they were ribbing me for being the smart one in the family. At least I returned the favor and pointed out Allen and Charles accomplishments. Of course that left Brian miffed. He vowed to do something about it so that everybody will be proud of him as well. It was a great day, we had our hugs. I told them that I will see them later today after I finish up here and check out of the college and the dorms. They took my big stuff already and left me with my suitcase and personal items that I will need just in case for one more night.

When I got to my room, it was very quiet. Kelly had gone to the library to return the books she checked out. She will be going home for the Christmas break tomorrow. It is just me. I unlock the window for some fresh air. I open the window a crack when I hear something down the hallway.

Then all of a sudden I hear a bunch of guys walking down the hallway. Some of them sound familiar. It can’t be. They are even singing that Scary Movie song. I immediately pick up my cell phone and dialed 911.

“Hello you have reached the 911 center. May I have your name, phone number and address?”

“Yes, my name is Brianna Wilson; my cell phone number is 123-xxx-xxxx. I am at the Beta Hall, room number 200 here on campus.”

“How can I be of service?”

“I have some intruders who are coming to my dorm room. In fact some of them are my classmates from college; I am sure of it. They are singing a song from that Scary Movie. Hurry, send a squad car now!”

“Do not worry, we will have everything recorded. You are in one those special rooms that have the updated video equipment?”

“Yes, hurry!!” I screamed.

“I will send a police cruiser to your location just hang in there.”

As soon as I closed the cell phone at down; then I hear someone use the key at the door and then the door burst wide open. They were even wearing that ghastly ghost mask from the movie!!

“Hello, Brianna. I am glad to see that you graduated. Some of us would like to come by and personally thank you for the wonderful time we had.”

“Thanks, but who are you? Wait a second, you sound like David. But, why do I get the feeling that this is not it what seems,” nervously asked Brianna.

“See guys I told she was smart.” Taking off his mask, “Oh don’t be so nervous, we are here to calm you down. Isn’t that right guys,” asks David. The other three come in and surrounded me on all sides and started laughing with a laugh that would make your skin crawl.

“Uh, would you all please leave now; you are not allowed to be here. This is the women's dorm.”

“There is nobody here but just us. That crazy room mate of yours is off to the library. She won’t be back for 30 minutes or so. This will give us more than enough time to do what we need to do,” said one of them.

“Hey guys remember her major? What was it? Oh yes, Pediatrics. Taking care of kids; well let’s give her some kids to remember us by,” said a member of the group.

“You wouldn’t!!!” screamed Brianna.

“Oh yes, we will. This is for the times we had to eat your dust while you climbed to the top!!” yelled a ghost faced creep.

Then all of them grabbed me.

“Why you two-faced hypo-twit . . . mmphh . . .” then David takes a small diaper and force it into my mouth while laughing.

I could describe what they did to me. But I do not remember too much of it. David is about to rape me first without a condom, but I did not give him the satisfaction as I collapse to the ground. Then I get passed on to another guy who sounded like Craig. I scream when he takes off my pants. “Richard!!!” I screamed in the diaper, and then I pass out.

~~~000~~~

I awoke with a startle. I am napping on the couch. It is Monday afternoon using one of my vacation days for Christmas. “I could have sworn I heard Brianna in my dream. It sounded so real. She sounded she was being hurt badly. What can I do? I do not know where she is. From some of the images it appears to be on a college campus somewhere. It could be any college campus. She needs prayer that is for sure.”

“We’ll pray with you, mother.”

“Yes, my fairies. Let us all pray together.”

So I turn around and get on my knees before the couch, and I started to pray, “Oh God, please hear my prayer, I sensed that my dear friend is being hurt. Will you please help her …..”

My fairies do the same thing as well.

~~~000~~~

Just about when they get their pants down, they hear an unusual series of noises.

“What's are those clicking noises, David?”

“I don't know. It sounds like it is from the window. I’ll go over and check it.”

He walks over to the window and looks. He sees something strange happening there.

“It's a bunch of butterflies, dragonflies and birds. They're tossing pebbles at the window and poking at it.”

“That's odd. Is the window cracked yet?”

“The window has small cracks and chips.”

“Well get over here and get her pregnant, Craig.”

“Okay, David.”

“We’re wasting time, fuck her mouth.”

“Okay.”

Then all four of them masturbated into her mouth.

They yell expletives at me and so on while each one took a turn and did the unspeakable act.

“Oh, she's good. Too bad she is not sucking.”

Once they are done with that Craig gets on his knees and pulls her pants and panties down. They stuff her mouth one more time.

Just about when he gets ready to have sex with her, they all hear the window 'creak'.

They look at the window, and to their horror they get wide eyed when they see what comes in.

Birds, dragonflies, bees, horseflies and butterflies come flying in.

“Crap! She must have unlatched the window!”

They start waving their hands over them to keep them away from their faces.

“We don't have time to fuck her properly. Quick, into the bathroom.”

All four of them run into the bathroom and close the door. They stay there panting hard. They look at one another to figure what to do next. After ten minutes they don't hear any noises from the dorm room.

“See if they're gone.”

One of them opens the door slowly. He does not see anything flying in there. “It looks like they're gone. I need to close that window.”

“Be careful, man.”

“I will.”

He opens the door slowly some more. He sees nothing in the room. He immediately runs to the window and closes it and latches it.

“It's safe. They're out of here.” Then he looks out the window again. “Crap David. That wanna be police bitch is on her way back here.”

“Come on guys. Let's get cleaned up. We're out of here.”

They take off their masks and stuff them into their shirts. They congratulate me on my graduation. They even identified each other while they get themselves dressed back up and cleaned up in my bathroom. It took about 20 to 25 minutes total, and then they left. I laid there still bound up and lay askew on the floor and passed out. It’s an ugly sight.

~~~000~~~

[Kelly Branson’s point of view]

As Kelly returns to the dorm she sees the four boys leaving her dorm building. They were singing that Scary Movie song.

“Hey Kelly, we left some party favors for Brianna. Too bad you were not there. You would have enjoyed it, too,” said David. The other guys laughed as they left.

Party favors…What are they talking about? Just at this time a police cruiser showed up at the dorm, sirens and lights. No, it can’t be. No!!! Kelly runs to the building and meet the officers at the door.

“Hello misses; the detective and I are here to investigate a possible break in here. Can you allow us in?” said one of the officers.

“Sure, no problems; which room are you going to?” Kelly asks nervously. Please I hope it is not my room.

“We are going to room 200, why?” said the officer.

“That is my room with my room mate, I just passed four boys who just left the building and gave me a cryptic message. I hope Brianna is all right,” said Kelly.

“Well, let’s get there quickly. I was informed that the room had the latest video update.”

“Yes, it was just installed last summer. I hope it will prove that it was those four creeps.”

We arrive at the room, door is locked. The officer asks me to use my key. He takes the magnet-key card and was able to open it without touching the doorknob surface. We walk in and we see Brianna laying on the floor, semen everywhere on her. She was tied up; mouth stuffed and passed out. Her pants and panties are pulled down.

“No, Brianna!!” I immediately put a hand to my mouth in astonishment. I wanted to rush to her side. But I was asked to wait outside. It is one to study to be a police officer and a detective, but it is another to see it in action up close.

“Uh, officers, I just want to let you know I am in the police academy here on campus. If you need anything, please let me know. I know you are doing everything you can by the book so as to not compromise the evidence,” said Kelly as she tried to calm down. That will be the last time I watch and laugh at those Scary Movie sequels. This is too close for comfort.

“Sure, you can get on your cell phone and inform the authorities on campus, the 911 station to give the current situation and to send an ambulance. I will do mine with my own station.”

“Thanks,” said Kelly. We all got on our cell phones and made the calls. The University Police and the ambulance show up in about 5 minutes.

There is a crowd that is gathering around the building as Brianna is taken out about 10 minutes later. I found Brianna’s parents and her brothers out there. They had not left the campus yet, they wanted to take a walk around the campus and to see the sights there.

“Hi, Kelly, what is wrong here? Why do you look so distraught,” asks Mrs. Wilson?

I went up to them, “I am so sorry, it is your daughter. She was just gang raped by 4 guys here on campus,” said Kelly.

“What!! Our daughter was raped!!” That sent the rumors flying through crowd. “Come on Helen, we have to get there,” said Larry.

The parents waded through the crowd to reach the ambulance; they were just putting her in when they family arrived.

An officer impeded them, “I am sorry you can not come any closer.”

“We are her parents and family; you have to let us through,” wailed Helen.

“You are her parents? Good you can come with us and to the hospital to oversee her.” Helen was allowed to go in the ambulance, while Larry and the sons went to his car to follow the officer.

Of course this time the brothers wanted blood, to find out who did this to their sister. But they had no clues, they had to wait. Of course this put a big damper on the Wilson’s plans for Christmas. Everybody agreed they need to be here for her when she comes around. Mr. Wilson was able to get a hotel that had provided a deal for families in this situation. The hotel is located across the street from the hospital. Especially with Christmas time, the prices are usually higher. They all checked in and went to hospital for word on Brianna.

Kelly and the Wilson family sit in the reception area of the emergency ward; waiting patiently for the good news. After an hour or so; two doctors came out and approached us. Some of the family members stood, Helen and I were still locked arm in arm praying; we looked up as the two doctors came close, a male and female. The female doctor spoke.

“All I can say right now is that she will live. It is going to be rough for her. I have called the counseling office here to help out and give some guidance. As you might expect a rape kit was done for her. It appears she was not raped in the usual place. They had oral sex with her. She is still unconscious at this time. After the kit test, she will be cleaned up and sent to the operating table to determine other injuries and so on. This is going take a few more hours. I am sorry. We will do all we can for the physical pain. This emotional test will be the toughest, not only for her but for you all. So, please be patient. It will probably be tomorrow before we let anyone to see her. I will allow a family member to remain here if they want to; we have a resting area where you can stay if you like.” They turn and walk back to the operating room.

The men sit back down and we look at each other with stunned expressions. Some of us are going through a lot of different emotions. I can see it in their faces. The Guidance Counselor shows up, she explains and talks about this trauma. She emphasize the need to talk it out as it is important for Brianna to talk it out. It was decided that Mrs. Wilson and I would stay here the first night while the men went back to the hotel.

Talk about a rough night. They sure need to improve those mattresses. Even the college dorm mattresses were more comfortable than this. Helen and I wake up groggily. There were no emergencies last night. After being operated on, she is wheeled to her room while we slept last night. We both got ourselves cleaned up the best we could. At least our purses had some emergency toiletries that any woman will need in a pinch. We still need a proper looking after. My dorm room is now a crime scene, I can not back there. Fortunately the Wilson’s was able to put me in a hotel room for a day and night at least. I called my parents to tell them that I will be few days late and told them what happened out here. They wished me the best, to take care, and arrive safely before Christmas. I can not argue with that reasoning.

The rest of the family shows up at 8AM in the morning. After the morning breakfast in the hospital cafeteria, we all march down to Brianna’s new recovery room. On the way, we stop at the gift shop and bought some flowers and get well cards for her. The nurse’s station told us only two at a time in the room, 5 minutes each, no more. We understood the need for Brianna to not push it and conserve her energy. The nurse went into the room and told Brianna she had family visitors.
“Thank you nurse; you may send them in. At least it will be a short visit today.”

We went in two at a time. When it came to Helen and me, Brianna smiled the best she could when she saw us. We also saw the tears as well.

“Well, mom it looks like I can chalk this up to experience when I counsel the kids the next time.”

I smile when she said that.

“How can you joke about this, now?”

“I am sorry Mrs. Wilson. It is part of what we are taught in our classes on how to be cheerful as possible when we are at our jobs in the future.”

“I am sorry, Brianna. I know you will overcome this. You will be stronger,” said Mrs. Wilson.

“That’s okay mom. It just hurts right now….sniff….I will get better…Why, why mom?!? Why can’t men control themselves?” …sobbing… cried Brianna.

Then a torrent of emotions, tears come pouring out of Brianna. Sobbing and moaning.

Helen and I come over to console Brianna. We reach to hold her arms. We take some tissue on the night stand and tried to keep her eyes dry to keep her pillow from getting wet.

“Well, we will take it day by day. And you, Kelly, are invited over, Okay?”

“Thanks, Mrs. Wilson. I will be at my parents for that day. Is New Years okay for a visit,” asked Kelly? Brianna looks at her mom with a ‘yes’ in her eyes with tears.

“Sure, that will be great. We will make room for you as well.”

Brianna and I said, “Thank you” at the same time.

There came a knock on the door, it was the nurse who told us it was time to leave. We can be back tomorrow if we like.

When we stepped out there is a female police officer and a detective talking with the doctors. They ask permission to speak with Brianna and me. I give my side of the story, I tried to give the names of the four students who came out the dorm building, and I could not remember the 4th one. The officer said that is okay. They went into see Brianna to get her story.

~~~000~~~

[Brianna Wilson’s point of view]

“Hello, Miss Brianna. I am Detective Scott Mac Donald. I am sorry for your pain, but we need to ask the tough questions here and give you an update on what we know,” said the officer.

“No problems. Go and ask away, I will try,” as the tears continued.

The female officer came over and brought some tissue and dried my face.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Do you know the names of the boys that attacked you?”

“Yes, the only name I knew was David, the other three I am not sure they had those Scary Movie masks on. But I could have sworn that they sounded like Craig, Brandon and Terry. They are all medical students at the university that I do know for sure,” said Brianna.

“Do you know why you were attacked,” asks the detective?

“Craig said it was for the dust that they had to eat while I went for my medical degree, it was something like that.”

“Okay, next question. How much do you remember before you passed out?”

“I remember David and possibly Craig raping me, but nothing after that,” sobbing. The female detective gives another dabbed with the tissue.

“Well, I am glad to say it confirms what happened yesterday. We were able to review the 3D-video from the time they entered in the hallway and coming into your room. They only had oral sex with your mouth, not with your female organs. The evidence is quite insurmountable; they will not get off in the court room. You and Kelly will need to make an appearance down at the station to identify them from a line-up and to appear in court if it gets that far,” said the detective.

Just then a light bulb turns on in my head, I stopped crying at little bit, “Did…Did you say 3D-video? I think I know the person who invented that technology, his name is Richard Moore. He used to live next door to me when we were kids a long time ago.”

“You are right, it is designed by him. I am surprised that somebody would know him. His technology was able to solve and increase the conviction rate on many different crimes around the USA.”.

“Is it possible that I can get his address where he is living right now? I have been looking for him for years. I saw the news over the years of this new technology attributed to him; I found his university where he graduated from. But, I do not know where he moved to after that.

“Sure, I see no problem with that. Once I find him I will contact you with that address,” said the detective.

“Thank you sir; that info will be great and will ease my mind. Just knowing that has already helped in my recovery.”

“Thank you, Miss Brianna for being brave and standing up for justice,” said the officer.

“I may not be standing up right now, but I know what you mean. I guess the doctors will let you know when I will be out to put those four creeps away,” I sniffed.

Well, it turns out I was able to leave in a few days by Friday. I found out I was not actually raped, but orally only.

Other people stopped by as well, Professors, classmates, etc. They each brought flowers and cards. I could open a florist shop with all of the flowers put up in my room. But at least it smelled like heaven. The doctors were amazed at my recovery and my outlook on life. Sure, I had still had some physical and emotional pain to deal with. Fortunately my classes helped me already in turning that around. Kelly and I went down to the station when I got out of the hospital to pick out the idiots from the line-up. For me I was able to identify David by his face. For the others, another group was brought in all with hoods over their heads. Each one gave a short sentence. I was able to identify the other 3 students from that set-up. Sure I still had the nightmares now and then, but they are getting less and less each day. My family came by each day. Kelly came back for one more day; she and I were given a pair of summons to appear as witnesses when the time came for the trial on the third week in January. Of course I was the star witness. But, if I had an episode of emotional release, the judge would allow the showing of the 3D-video to be used in my stead. I told the prosecutor that I wanted to be there, especially when they presented the 3D-video, I wanted to know what happened after I passed out. Everyone agreed to that. The defense attorney tried to throw out the 3D-video, but it was admitted. He knew the boys were guilty. Two of the boys even thought they could skate through the system and get out in a year or two. So, the prosecutors did some additional background checking on the boys. They discovered some interesting pieces of their past.

I went home for the holidays as planned when I got out of the hospital. It was great to be home. Kelly came by a week later and we had a great time. It was good to have a friend nearby. A friend nearby….hmmm….I wished Richard was here. Kelly was able to get permission from her department head at the Police Academy to skip the classes that week for the court case. Provided she makes up the homework and gets ready for her first set of tests at the end of January which will be delayed for her. She was also told that if she wrote a summary of proceedings, it will be added as extra credit. She greatly appreciated the opportunity so as to not waste a semester.

Time flew by to the court date in January. Everyone was there for the court case. I had a surprise visit from our baby sitter back then. Karen and I both screamed as we hugged and said our hellos.

“So Karen; how are things going? What are you doing now,” asked Brianna?

“Everything is great. I work at a half-way house called The Rescue Mission; it is on an island near the Ocean with SC. Don’t worry; it is not too remote, we are near a big city for supplies. When I heard about what happened to you, I had to see you immediately.”

“Well everything was going fine until after graduation. I was able to graduate tops in my class and get a specialization in pediatrics,” said Brianna.

“Pediatrics? We sure could use you at the Mission. I will have to give you a tour of the place. Don’t worry; it is not supported by charity. It is funded through private donations and other revenue sources, that makes it quite self sufficient and successful.”

“Excuse me, hello Karen, Mr. Wilson here. You said you work at a half-way house? What do you do there?”

“Hi, Mr. Wilson; I think it be best if I give you all a tour of the place. That way all the questions will be answered properly.”

“No problems, just let me know when you want us out there. Oh, here comes the bailiff to announce the start of the trial. We will get back to you on this.”

I look at my dad with curious eyes, What is going through his head now? We all turn around and take our seats, then stand right back up to honor the judge.

I will not bore you with every detail of the court case; but I will get to the high lights.

The prosecutor did a great job in presenting the time line of the event. Kelly was called up to give her story about going to the library to return the books and the time slot it took place. Then I was called up to give my point of view. I tried to keep my emotions under control. When I told them that I passed out, the defense tried to rebut that the other three had no part in tragedy. That was over-ruled. When it came to the 3D-video, the defense team tried to object to that also, but was overruled and allowed into evidence. The electronic technicians came in and set up the equipment. The prosecution explained how this recording was obtained. By this time I looked over and saw the four boys starting to squirm. Great , they are in the hot seat now. When the technician turned on the recording, there was a great rumbling from the audience. The judge used the gavel to keep everybody quiet. Everybody could not believe what they were seeing. All of a sudden a 3D holographic projection of the hallway appeared. The prosecutor pointed out the floating 3D time stamp in the corner of the projection. The judge immediately pounded the gavel for silence again. The boys were really squirming now as soon as they saw themselves walking down the hallway to my room. The technician went to the menu and selected a choice, it was able to show my room as well when I called the 911 station.

Everything happened as I remembered. That is until I passed out. The recording continued on showing what they did to me while I was out. But seeing what they did to me made me very queasy. This caused more rumblings through the audience.

What was more surprising is seeing the window open. In came those flying insects and birds. Some of them were able to bite and poke them on the backs, necks and heads.

By they time they got done, each of the four boys are sporting some swelling bumps and little nicks in the skin that are bleeding a little bit.

The flying rescue squad left the dorm room once the four boys entered the bathroom.

That group came in like a rescue squad. They prevented me from getting raped. Thank you, Creator.

The judge just had to use the gavel just once this time, everybody got quiet again. If I find Richard I am going to give him a big kiss and hug for his invention. Once they were done with me and got cleaned up, they left me on the floor. And saw them walking down the hallway singing that sick song from Scary Movie. The technician turned off the 3D-video. Then more rumblings came from the audience, again the judge used the gavel to get everyone quiet. There was no objection from the defense this time. Then the prosecutor brought up Kelly again to tell us what happened when she came back from the library. From then on it was her story coupled with the police officer and the detective to start the investigation and presenting the evidence from the labs. Then the prosecution presented some additional background on David and Craig. It turns out they did this before at another school; before coming to the University where we are now. The evidence was not exclusive, there was not enough to convict. The girl tried to remember, but remembered vaguely who they were because of the shock she went through. The defense was able to object to that evidence. But at least it left a shadow over them, which is what the prosecutor wanted anyway.

The defense did not have much to work with. That recording was clearly showing them doing it. There was no way it could be denied it could be another set of students. Those 3 boys did not even bother to keep the masks on to conceal their identity; they were not smiling now. When the defense rested its case it was time for the summations. Then the judge released the jury to decide the case. Everybody was allowed to get up and take a break. I decided to stay in the court room for a bit. They allowed me to use a private bathroom near the courtroom which was nice.

Surprisingly the jury came back after 30 minutes of deliberation. Everybody filed back in for the announcement.

“Will you all please stand,” said the bailiff. The judge entered in the courtroom.

“You all may be seated. Bailiff; will you please open the door for the jury to come.” The bailiff goes to the jury room. They walk in single file, and all twelve take their seat, 6 men and 6 women of various and different ethnic backgrounds.

“Chairwoman of the jury has the jury reached a verdict,” asked the judge?

The chairwoman stands up and hands the folded paper to the bailiff and then it gets handed to the judge. “Yes, your honor, we have reached a verdict.” The judge looked at it and returned it to the bailiff who then handed it back to the chairwoman.

“Will the defendants please stand.” All four boys stand with their defense counsel. “What say you jury, what is the verdict please on all counts,” asks the judge?

The Chairwoman announces the verdict, “We the jury find all four of the boys guilty of sexual assault in the 1st degree, this includes the following: Oral Rape, Unlawful Oral Copulation, Unlawful Sodomy, Unlawful Penetration by a Foreign Object, Sexual Battery and Indecent Exposure.”

As soon as the word ‘guilty’ was announced, there came of lot of mixed noises. You have the cheers from people who supported Brianna. The other roar came from ones who supported the boys. Even the boys got upset. “You whore, we will back….”

“Quiet you fools, you have just buried yourself deeper,” said the defense counsel.

I smiled when it was announced. Great, they will get what the deserved. Besides they could have had a nice career in the medical field. But, no, they had to do that stupid stunt. I just thought of something, Richard just saved my life again like he did when he stood before me to protect me from those bullies when we were kids.

“Order in the court,” the judge starting banging the gavel. “Order in the court! I will not have this noise go unchecked. Order!” The judge had to raise his voice to be heard.

The audience and the defendants calm down.

“Bailiff, please escort the police in to take the defendants and have them remanded in prison for the sentencing phase.”

The police came in and handcuffed them, including their legs. They were all led out one by one.

The judge picked up the gavel, and gave another bang. “This court is now adjourned. We you all please clear out so that this room can get prepared for the next case.”

We all get up and start to hug and congratulate each other. We give our thanks to the prosecutor also.

“Thank you all for your support, your daughter is the hero today. Plus, we had the help with that new technology that you saw today, that is what really turned this case around for us. There was no way the evidence could be refuted. I must go now and prepare my paperwork for the sentencing phase. You are all not needed for that phase, but it would not hurt if some of you would show up.”

“No problem sir, I am sure some of us can make it. Just let us know when it is,” said Brianna.

Karen hugs me close and pulls away, “I am sorry everybody, but I must get back to The Rescue Mission. I do not want to use up all of my vacation days here.”

Then my dad spoke up, “Karen and Kelly could you come with us back to the house. We are returning there, today. I think we all need to have a talk on some issues before you head back.” Then dad looks at mom who shakes her head up and down.

“Sure, if you do not mind. I could do another day; but I will need to be back the next day. Is that okay with everybody,” asked Karen?

Kelly agrees as well.

I smile, “That would be great Karen and Kelly.” I look at dad again and he smiles. What are you cooking up now?

We all pile into our two vans to take us back home to the North Shore area, SW of Knoxville. It takes an hour drive from downtown Knoxville to get home. Everybody unloaded and went to their rooms. Karen and Kelly shared the guest room. It was good to be back in my own bed. After everybody cleaned up and changed, mom and dad started to prepare for dinner, everybody helped out where they could. The boys got the fire going in the fireplace. There was not much said during the dinner. Dad said it could wait until after the dinner and we could all meet in the huge living room.

We had a barbeque dinner; it was great to have a good home cooked meal again. Everybody complimented the chefs who were mom and dad. We all sat down and discussed the current events and some futures.

Dad spoke up first, “I just want to thank you all for being there when our daughter went through this trying time. Brianna, your mom and I had some long talks while you were away. So, you boys, I want you to understand something, you will keep your comments to yourself and no laughing. Got that!!”

“Yes sir, no comments and no laughing,” they all agreed.

“What is this about,” asks Allen?

“Do you remember when Brianna was eight and she was picked on by a bunch of bullies in elementary school,” asks dad?

Oh my God he is going back that far! What is he up to?

“You remember Richard? The next door kid who was able to stand up for her and took a beating from those hooligans,” said mom.

“Sure we do, he was covered in bruises everywhere. He did not look too good. He had to go the hospital,” said Brian.

“That is right, Brian. When they took the X-rays to determine the extent of his injuries, they discovered something unusual about him. He is not your typical boy.”

“What you are telling us dad,” asks Brianna?

“Yeah, what?” Everybody started to jump in. “What did they find?”

“Richard has two sets of organs, one male and the other set is female on the inside.”

Mom was holding dad’s arm through all of this. I could see mom’s anguish over this. She was down faced and tears going down her face.

“No way,”

“That’s incredible,”

“No wonder he looked mousy…”

“I will have none of that, Charles. That is what he was born with. What if you were born with it? How would you live your life? How would our family take it? We would still love you the same. And the Moore’s did no less. When we took our vacations during those summer years that is what we talked about plus some other family issues as well. Richard challenged us to find a way to love our children unconditionally”.

“I am sorry dad; I apologize,” said Charles.

Mom speaks up, “Honey you are doing fine; on to the next topic.”

I look at mom; she looks back at me and gave me a nod up and down with sad eyes. I think I know what is coming next.

“Right, on to the next topic; it is about Richard again. Brianna and Karen will remember this one well.”

I gulp some air silently. “Gulp.”

“When we came home early from the last vacation trip, there was a big thunderstorm that washed out our plans that day. We decided to come home early. When we opened the door, we saw three girls having fun together. Then the Moore’s, Helen and I noticed that it was Richard dressed up as a girl.”

“Ooh, I knew Richard was some type of fai….”

This time it was mom, “Stop that this instance Charles, you are treading on thin ice now. Wait until we are finished.”

“I…I am sorry mom.”

“Brianna it is your turn to speak up, why was Richard dressed up as a girl,” asks dad?

I cleared my throat. “I considered Richard my best friend; we are the same age and being neighbors. Plus, I did not get along too well in school for being one of the smartest girls there. Basically everybody shunned me. Even Richard is right up there with me grade wise. But the times Karen would come over and baby sit Richard and me, I treated Karen as a big sister. (Karen smiles as I look at her.) But I wanted a sister closer to my age. I remember asking mom for a baby sister, but mom was busy with lot of things, especially in raising you three boys as well. She did have too much time to think of anything else. Mom was great in teaching me what I needed to know. But you boys were long gone by the time I got into middle school.

“I am sorry mom; please forgive me. And you too, Brianna, please forgive me,” said Charles.

“Yeah me too,” as the other brothers chimed in.

“You are forgiven, you, you blockheads,” responds mom.

“Yeah I forgive you all you dunderheads. And I forgive you mom and dad.”

Everybody chuckles at those remarks.

“So I asked Richard if he could dress up and act out as my sister; which he agreed to. So when the next trip came for our parents. I put my plan into action. Karen and I would clean in him up, dress him in some of my clothes and little bit of makeup. We did this for three Saturdays in a row until the fourth one when our parents came home early. After that, well you know what happened next; right mom and dad?”

“Yes, we went ballistic. We decided to not let Brianna see Richard anymore. But then I remember Richard’s condition. But I ended up in supporting your mom in this. But as it turned out two weeks later, I had my orders to move here; and that about sums it up. Your mom and I are sorry for what we put you through; including you Karen. You are a very good baby sitter. The best we had in some time.”

“I forgive you, Mr. and Mrs. Wilson. Thank you for bringing me here and telling me. It does help heal that part of my life.”

“Wow Brianna, I did not know this went on in your life,” said Kelly.

“Hey you are part of the family now after what happened to me on graduation day; you too Karen.”

“Thanks Brianna,” said Karen.

“Thanks …. I think,” said Kelly.

Everybody giggles and chuckles on that statement.

“In case you don’t know or didn’t read the news in some time. Richard’s parents and brothers are dead. They were killed in a plane accident in the mountains.”

“I remember that mom. That means Richard is alone now.”

“That’s right, Allen.”

Everybody got real quiet thinking about the Moores and their memories with them.

Dad speaks up again, “On to one more topic. Karen, I understood briefly while we were in court that you work somewhere?

All right dad, what are you up to now? Dad looks at me and smiles.

“Yes I work at a place called The Rescue Mission on an island near Charleston, SC. After I graduated from college I was able to find employment there to help people who have been abused. It is only for women and their children who have been abused by their husbands.”

“You said we could come out for a visit and tour the place?”

“Sure, no problems, Mrs. Wilson; in fact I insist you bring your entire family. It will definitely help you understand to a degree of what happens in a dysfunctional family.”

I look quickly and see worried expressions across my brothers’ faces.

“Oh no, I did not imply that yours is dysfunctional. I am sorry about that. But we have set up a tour for those who want to understand better what we do. This allows us to bring in more funding and other revenue sources once they see the problem is real.”

“That’s sounds great Karen, I am sure our boys here would not mind a little extra education. It might help them treat their dates better. Isn’t that right boys,” asked mom with a smile?

“Uh, sure that is no problem, mom. We will go, right Brian and Charles,” as Allen stares down at Brian and Charles who agree also. Once they look up and see Allen’s familiar scowl, they shake their heads up and down vigorously.

I had to stifle that smile behind my hand when I heard that. Good they might get married someday to the right lady. If not they can live being alone the rest of their lives.

“Can I come along as well? Since I am in the Police Academy it will give me a jump on one of my subjects later in the year,” said Kelly.

“That will be great, Kelly. It is always helpful to have more officers trained to be sensitive in this abusive problem,” said Karen.

It was settled that we all take a trip to Charleston, SC during the summer break. It did not provide any conflicts with everybody, and provided time to schedule their vacation days in advance on their calendars at work.

I sure wish I had Richard’s address, I would love to tell him the news about our family and give him an update. It would definitely heal some sore spots in his soul like it had done to mine. I wonder how he is doing now. Hopefully he is working hard and being an excellent employee at the company that he is working for. It will be good to see him again.