DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN CRIMINAL MINDS OR ANY COPYRIGHTED MATERIAL HERE IN... i merely play with fire sometimes..
Penelope woke from her dream in a cold sweat. She had dreamt that someone was on top of her, grinding into her naked body, and holding her pinned to a bed against her will. She had tried to fight whoever it was off of her, but it had been like her limbs were asleep and separate from her. In the dream, her mind had swam and flowed in twists and the sicking sound of churning water pounded out all other sounds, except the occasional gasp for air. Penelope shook her head violently to dispel these thoughts, as tears rolled down her face. She clutched her stomach unconsciously, and tried desperately to hold back a torrent of sobs. The disgusting dark thoughts that were creeping and closing in on heart were so painful it was almost unbearable. She didn't want this baby anymore. She barely wanted to live at this point. The thought of some slimy creeps demon seed growing in her insides made her feel infected. Possessed. Like a piece of gobbed up, thoroughly used tissue. She caught her reflection in her mirror. The sight of it frightened her. It made everything seem too real. Like she'd woken up from her nightmare into a bigger nightmare. She grabbed her cell beside her bed and pressed a random number on her speed-dial.
"Hello?", asked the tired sounding women on the other end.
"I'm sorry", Penelope half-whispered, half-sobbed into her end of the phone call, "I woke you. I'll call back tomorrow-"
"Wait, Penelope?", the woman's voice, sounding more awake now, suddenly realized. "Are you alright? Is something wrong with the baby?"
"I- I need to.. see you, if that's alright..", Penelope continued to sob.
"Yes!, Of course!", the women answered, flinging herself out of bed, "Do you have someone to drive you?"
Penelope shook her head, forgetting the other woman couldn't see her. "I'll d-drive mys-self-"
"No. Uh uh, little missy", the woman disagreed vehemently. "You are staying put. Give me your address, I'll find you."
"You don't have to-" Penelope began to protest, but the other woman was having none of that.
"Just shut up and listen to your doctor, would ya?", Callie barked, slipping on her shoes and pulling on her coat at the same time.