Title: I've Got You

Pairing: Winnie/Spike

Genre: Multi-genre fic angst, drama, hurt/comfort, friendship, family, and eventually romance

Rating: T, mainly due to the subject matter at the beginning.

Summary: Winnie turns to Spike after the unthinkable happens to her. Spike and the rest of the team are all there for her. Will this lead to more than friendship between Winnie and Spike down the road?

A/N: Hey everyone this is my very first Flashpoint fic, love this show and have been reading fics for it obsessively for a while now. More importantly this is the first fic I've really written in well over two years now. I guess you could say say I've had a severe case of writers block/burnout. Needless to say I'm a little nervous and feel more than a bit rusty about it. The pairing was inspired by some of the other stories featuring Winnie and Spike that I have read recently and loved. Anyways for some reason this story has been in my head for awhile begging for me to write it and I am finally giving in. It is set sometime after the season 4 finale and yes this opening chapter is a little short but I'm testing the waters future chapters should be much longer. Enjoy and leave a little review to let me know what you think.

Chapter 1:

I should have seen this coming. That was Winnie Camden's first thought as she slowly opened her one now not swollen shut eye, praying that he was indeed finally gone and that the nightmare that had just taken place was over. She sighed a little in relief when she realized that her attacker and former boyfriend was indeed gone, There had been signs of a temper and a possessiveness that had rubbed her the wrong way from the beginning and that is why three weeks into the relationship she had called it quits.

Of course, thinking that would be the last she would ever see of him had proved to be her biggest mistake. He had apparently been waiting for her when she'd arrived home this evening because as soon as she'd unlocked her front door he had grabbed her from behind and covered her mouth with one of his hands. Immediately she had screamed and tried to break free as he shoved her forcefully inside her apartment.

Remain calm and don't show your fear.

She told herself as she remembered the words certain members of team one of the SRU had said her not long after she'd started her job as a dispatcher with the team. Both Spike and Wordy had insisted that she learn some self-defense tactics after learning that she was new in town and living on her own for the first time. With that in mind she bit the hand he had covering her mouth and stomped on his foot. He howled in pain and his grip on her loosened so she tried to to break free but wasn't quick enough and wasn't able to avoid the blow from his fist as it connected with her face. the blow left her dizzy, bleeding, and she was pretty sure sure something was broken; however, she still continued to fight him which only seemed fuel his anger as she landed a couple of blows in herself.

The next thing she knew she was flying across her living room after a back hand from him, her head bouncing off a wall before her body landed on the ground. Despite all her efforts to stay awake though everything went black as she lost consciousness. A couple of minutes later she woke up with him on top of her yanking and ripping at her clothes. It was obvious what his intent now was and she tried again to fight him. Her attempts only seemed to make it worse though so finally she just stopped fighting, tried to scream for help one last time but no sound would come out. Therefore, finally she gave up even on that and just closed her eyes, trying to pretend that this wasn't her, that it was happening to someone else. When it was all over and he was done raping her he had whispered I'm sorry before kissing her.

She hadn't responded and had just laid there silently. he must have thought she was unconscious once again because he just left her there. That's where she was now laying in the same spot where he had raped her. After a couple of more minutes just to make sure he wasn't going to come back she gathered what little strength she had ignoring the throbbing of her head and the sharp pain in her wrist. Then one she'd tried to break her fall with she crawled slowly over to where her phone was at thankful that Spike had also insisted that she plug all of the members of team one's numbers into speed dial. Hitting a number she prayed whoever she was dialing would answer.

"Hello," She heard the voice of one, Michelangelo "Spike" Scarlatti after just one ring.

"Sp... Spik... Spike. He... Help m... m... me," Was all Winnie was able to stutter out before she gave into the tears she'd been holding back.

"Winnie is that you, are you okay," Spike asked in concern.

She couldn't manage a response in between sobs though so instead she just laid there and listened as Spike said he was on way. she could still here his voice on the phone when she heard someone at her front door.