A Oneshot for @mlpkiarakiki
Carmen's POV
I think something is wrong. I haven't been able to get good sleep lately. I've been having nightmares. The Bureau was long over. We still stayed in contact though. I was currently lying in bed. Me and Sanjay moved into an apartment in my hometown, Baltimore. Sanjay had been looking rather tired lately too. He might be having nightmares too. I sighed and covered up in blankets. I should at least try and get to sleep. I rested my head against the pillow and tried to fall asleep. I don't know how long it took, but I fell asleep. Well, I still had a nightmare. There's more then just the incident that happened during the Lavinia De Brills murder investigation. I know that I was one of the suspects, but it was still terrifying. Aristide Akintola... That name... it terrifies me. I'm so grateful for Jonah Karam and Michelle Zuria for saving my life. The second I fell asleep, I open my eyes and I'm in a familiar place. Oh no. Not here again! We're in Lavinia's hotel room again. I have to go through this again. The thing is, this won't end like it did in real life.
I was terrified. I started to breath heavily and then felt something press against my temple. I looked around the room and my eyes landed on him. A... Aristide Akintola. He smirked and showed me the gun. I was scared for my life, even if it was just a dream. I looked at the gun and then my eyes darted to the door, and then the windows. I looked at the door, hoping to have Jonah kick the door down and shoot him. That's not how these things work though. Nightmares don't end well. I took my chances though, even if I knew my fate. Normally, he would be holding my hand to make sure that I wouldn't run away. It's not the same every time. There are subtle differences in every instance of this nightmare. Once I was so desperate to get away from the man, I ran and jumped out the window. That was a bad decision. It was even more horrific to feel like your falling when you really aren't. Then you wake up right before you hit the ground. I saw a chance and dashed to the door. I grabbed the doorknob, I could feel like I was almost safe, I saw the hotel room and had almost got away, but then I heard a gunshot. The noise was ear shattering and I felt the bullet go straight through my forehead. I collapsed to the ground and was dying. The last thing I saw before I died was Aristide Akintola.
I gasped and sat up in the bed. I was drenched in sweat and hyperventilating. I was horrified and looked around the room for him to see if he's there. I sighed in relief. I get up from my bed and went to the bathroom. I grabbed a glass and filled it with water. I sipped it and then heard a knock at the door. I dropped the glass I had and it fell to the ground, shattering. We still had our guns. I grabbed my gun and opened the door. I was breathing heavily as I pointed it at whoever was knocking. Sanjay looked at me, probably petrified at the fact that I was pointing a gun at me.
"M-Mom? What... what are you doing?"- Sanjay asks.
I realised what I was doing and put my gun down and away. I hugged Sanjay and he tears up.
"Oh Honey... I'm so sorry... I didn't mean it!"- I say.
"I know that you didn't mean it Mom. It's okay."- He says.
I wiped his tears away. "Thank you for forgiving me again... I'm sorry baby... but please don't cry."- I reply, kissing his forehead.
Sanjay smiles a little. "You're welcome mom."- He replies.
I glanced over at the clock in the hallway. It was late in the middle of the night. Around 2am.
"Sanjay, what are doing up this late anyway? Are you alright sweetie?"- I ask.
"Yes. Well... um... I-I think so."- He stuttered.
"Did you want to ask to sleep with me again? Did you have another nightmare?"- I asked, noticing how his eyes looked red and puffy, like he'd been crying.
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