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Disclaimer: - I do not own anything...you'll have to talk to Wes and Kevin about that one...
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Sidney put her coffee cup down on her desk and put on a headphone and speaker set. She took a sip of her strong coffee and connected to her work- line."Hi, it's Laura. Plug me in." she said.
"Ok Laura."
The next voice on the line was a young woman in tears.
"California Women's Crisis Line. What's the problem?" Sid asked.
She took a long sip of her coffee.
"I have a boyfriend..." said the girl, through sobs, "Sometimes...he hits me."
"It's ok, you can talk to me." said Sid, exhaling slightly.
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Sidney woke up during the night. She sat up and peered at the end of the bed. Her dog Benji sat sleeping soundly at the end. She heard breaking glass outside. Cautiously, she edged out of bed to her window, grabbing her gun from the bedside table as she went. She got to the window and stared out into her fenced-off yard. Sidney froze, and dropped the gun in horror. Swinging from a tree, her insides on the outside, was Tatum. Sidney backed away from the window, falling onto her bed. She heard her own voice out loud... "How do you gut someone?""You take a knife...and you slit them from the groin to the sternum."
She looked to the doorway to see Stu Marker standing there with a huge evil grin. He ran towards her and jumped on top of her on the bed, pinning her arms down.
"I've always had a thing for ya, Sid!" he growled.
She shot awake. Her re-occurring dream was getting more and more vivid each time she had it. Maybe she should start returning her therapist's calls...