Casey – Monday 13:00

"Are you okay today Casey?" asked Sweets.

"Huh?" asked Casey snapping out of the trance she was in.

"You seem to be a little down and not with it this afternoon." answered Sweets.

"I'm sorry. I just had a rough day yesterday."

"Care to tell?"

"I had a run in with Caleb yesterday. I was at dinner with friends and when I had went to get drinks from the bar. He was doing the same and let's just say things were frosty between us."

"How frosty?" asked Sweets.

"Very, very frosty. He tried to talk to me; tried to apologise and I was extremely cold to him." explained Casey. "I'm not a cold person normally."

"I know you're not. I think the reason you were cold towards Caleb was because of the manner he had broken up with you."

"Yeah that is pretty much why I was cold to him. I wasn't rude, I just kept glaring at him."

"To be honest, after the way he treated you, you had a right to be cold towards him. I think he has some issues to sort out." said Sweets.

"His mom was in a fire and she went crazy, so considering that I have developed Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, I think he did not want to see me go the way his mom did." said Casey.

"What happened to his mother?"

"Beth was institutionalised after she tried to overdose. She's fine now; she just paints in her room."

"So you have a reason to be sympathetic towards him."

"Yeah I suppose you are right." said Casey leaning back in her seat. "I think I need to talk about what happened."

"Between you and Caleb?" asked Sweets narrowing his eyebrows.

"No," said Casey. "the incident."

"I already know what happened Casey."

"Not from my perspective."

"Okay. Go on."

"It was supposed to be a simple arrest. We had to go to this factory just outside of D.C. and it was a big one. It was a sting operation, and I was supposed to be the distraction. I had entered through the back and I had my gun with me. However someone tripped the alarm and I got caught." explained Casey. "The guy knocked me out and when I woke up, I was tied to a chair. I remember freaking out and trying to scream but because my mouth was taped and my arms were tied behind my back so I couldn't. The guy held a gun against me and I became really, really scared and I continued to scream. He told me that if I didn't shut up then he would shoot me in the head."

Casey stopped and breathed heavily.

"Casey, you can stop if you want to. Remember we need to take this at a slow pace." said Sweets.

"I'm fine. Honestly." said Casey sighing. "Okay, so like I said I was screaming and I was told to be quiet or I would die. I did. I don't know how long it was, maybe three minutes but it felt like four hours before someone I work with busted in with armed police and I remember the chair being pushed down but the pain wasn't in my head, it was in my stomach. I remember looking down and I saw a pool of blood. That was the last thing I remember."

"How did you feel when you saw the blood?" asked Sweets gently.

"I remember being scared and in pain. I woke up about three days later and the doctor was standing next to my bed and she explained that I had been shot in my uterus. They tried to repair some of the damage but it was extensive. It wasn't serious enough for a hysterectomy but serious enough to stump my reproductive system."

"I guess after hearing you had gotten shot, you didn't want to hear that you could possibly be infertile."

"It sucked big time. I just remember not speaking to anyone for days after that. I stared into space most of the time and I think my arms were attached to the bed so I couldn't hit the nurses." said Casey.

"That sounded like a rough few weeks."

"It was the worst. I just couldn't sleep so I was snapping at everyone. I got tranquilisers after that just to clam my mood and to help me sleep."

"Do you still take them?"

"Only when I need them. I don't have that many nightmares. Not about what happened."

"You know it is okay for you to get upset or angry in here. I've done this for years so I can take it." said Sweets.

"I don't like getting angry at people. Hence why when I am angry with someone I'll ignore them or treat them coldly." said Casey. "Doctor Sweets, I think I am done for today."

"Are you sure, we still have ten minutes?" asked Sweets looking at his watch.

"I think I have said all I needed to say today. I don't feel well so I was supposed to be going home after this." said Casey.

"Okay. If you need to talk, you know where my phone is."

"I do. Thank you for today."