Title: I've Got You

Pairing: Winnie/Spike

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

Genre: multi-genre fic. Angst, drama, hurt-comfort, friendship, family, and eventually romance.

Summary: Winnie turns to Spike after the unthinkable happens to her. Will this lead to more than friendship down the road?

A/N: Hello everyone sorry once again for the long delay on this chapter and more of this story in general but its a long story. Work sucked up all my energy both physical and creative. Not mention the three or four chapters of this story I had roughly written got deleted from my computer along with the rest of this story somehow. Therefore I had to start completely over. I'm back though and here is the next chapter. Well actually this is only part of what the original chapter was going to be but I figured you guys deserved an update even if it is a very small one. Hopefully I can keep the momentum going. Thanks for all the reviews on the last chapter and if your still around keep them coming. Enjoy and as always do me a favor and leave a review so that I know what you think.

Chapter 13:

Winnie felt the switch in her flip as soon as they were inside the courtroom and the door shut loudly behind them. The trembling stopped, the nervousness went away. She went numb and went through the entire hearing in a daze. It was as if she was on autopilot and and pulled with in herself. She knew that to Spike it was more than obvious. Not to mention the fact that she had looked mainly at him the entire time as she told the story of her attack the same way she had told it from the beginning. She didn't even flinch when Josh's attorney questioned her. His questions were indeed eerily similar to that of the the detective that had questioned her the night of the attack. Maybe it was a good thing after all. She'd gotten the freakout over those questions out of the way already and was just able to answer them the best she could.

90 minutes later it was decided that there was indeed enough to go to trial with.

Relieved Winnie left the courtroom flanked by Spike, Detective Adams, and the ADA unaware of the scathing look Josh sent her. As soon as they were outside the ADA informed them that Josh was about to be arrested for violating his restraining order and so Winnie shouldn't be bothered by him until the trial started.

"When will that be," Winnie heard Spike ask on her behalf.

"In one month," Was the ADA's answer.

Spike nodded before turning to her and asking Winnie if she was ready to leave.

Winnie just nodded eagerly. She remained silent on the way out and the entire car ride back to his apartment. Silent still until they were inside the comfort of his home. Once they were that switch flipped again and Winnie lost it as Spike pulled her into his arms.

"I hate him, I hate him,' She mumbled over and over against his shoulder.

"I know, Win, I know," He murmured in comfort leaving out how much he, himself, hated the bastard, "But you were amazing, so strong."

Maybe someday soon he could let himself gve into the anger he fet towards Josh for doing this to Winnie but for now this was all about Winnie and being the rock she so desperately needed right now.

"I didn't feel strong," She replied shaking her head and wiping away a few tears. "All I wanted to do was get away from him."

Spike nodded and continued to hold her as sobs and trembles racked her whole body. He wanted to comfort her more but was scared to because she was so skittish of a man's touch now. Pulling back a little he gently wiped away a few more of her tears. Careful not to put too much pressure on her bruised cheek. If this was a totally different situation he saw himself for a fleeting second kissing them away and then kissing her forehead. He quickly shook that thought away though she wasn't ready for that and things had never been that intimate between the two them. He then moved them to the couch and urged her down. Before he knew he was stretched out and she was as well. Her head was on his chest. His shirt was soaked with her tears. He was gently rubbing her back and she was letting. He was whispering words of comfort in a mix of English and Italian. Not even noticing that he did it more with her than he'd ever done with anyone aside from his family. Soon her sobs let up, her tears dried up and her breathing had calmed. Looking down he noticed her eyes were closed. Smiling a little he let his drift close as well.

Hours later Winnie woke up alone on the couch and heard the sound of Spike rummaging around in the kitchen. Her tummy growled a little as she slowly sat up and noticed it was about lunch time.

"You going to eat now I know you didn't eat earlier," Spike questioned.

Winnie nodded before stretching, "Yeah I'm just going to go change first.

He nodded and she stood up to go do just that.

A bit later she emerged freshly showered and looking much more comfortable. "Feel better," Spike questioned as he set a late down in front of her.

She nodded, "Yeah I do, thanks," She replied.

He nodded in return and they both began to eat before he said. "Jules called while you were in the shower the team's meeting for drinks once our shift is over. She wanted to know if you felt like joining them.

Winnie thought about it and then agreed. Maybe it would help her feel a little more normal.