Story Title: Revenge

Author: BlondeNeko

Disclaimer: I do not own anything. ;x

Chapter Title: Wrong Number

A/N: I know, I started up another story but I couldn't help it. This came to mind while I was on writers block and so the rest of my fanfics should be updated soon!

She was running, running from someone or something. The constant sound of her footsteps echoing throughout the hollow, endless hallway reminded her that she was alone and lost.

She tripped over her own foot and came crashing to the stone cold floor, the taste of blood quickly filled her mouth. She was losing her own battle.

But then a small girl emerged from the silhouetted walls and the deep, brown eyes stared deep into her own. The girl cried, "Help me Aiden. Help me! I don't want to die!"

Aiden could feel hot tears running down the side of her cheek and she whispered, "I'm coming Michelle. I'm coming," but before Aiden's shaking hands could get into reaching distance of the girl, Michelle suddenly screamed and disappeared.

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Aiden screamed and opened her eyes, panting. She quickly glanced around the room and realized that she was in her bed, in her apartment and had a nightmare, a nightmare that was occurring every other day. It was all because of that case she and Danny had began to work on. A young girl, Michelle Lincoln found dead in her bed, throat slit, eyes missing and the words "DIE YOUNG AND SAVE YOURSELF" etched on the little girl's stomach.

Aiden wanted to throw up right then and there but she managed to pull herself together and survive the first couple of days. But now she was getting nightmares—the same ones over and over again. They wouldn't leave no matter how hard she tried.

She threw her covers off of her and picked up her cell phone. Her first instinct was to call her neighbor, Allison, who had suddenly become her best friend over the last couple of weeks. Aiden fumbled with the numbers on her cell phone before placing the receiver up to her ear, the sound of constant ringing pounding through her mind.

"Pick up, pick up," Aiden said, as she began to bite her nails. A bad habit she had picked up.

After the third ring, "Flack."

Aiden blinked. "Um, Flack?"

There was a pause before he spoke again, "Aiden? It's four in the morning. You okay?"

Aiden swore she had dialed her Allison's number but then again Flack's number was right below hers. Allison Fargen was only one spot above Don Flack. It was then Aiden realized her stupid mistake. "Sorry Flack. I meant to call my neighbor Allison but see; her last name is a lot like yours so I got the two of you mixed up."

A yawned could be heard from Flack's end and Aiden felt a wave of guilt hit her. She didn't mean to wake him up and take up his time with her stupid mistake… "Aiden, don't worry about it. But, you mind telling me why you wanted to call Allison this early in the morning?"

She hesitated as she fell down onto her bed. Truth be told, Aiden usually never came out to many people but the way Flack had sounded and how he had actually decided to not hang up on her made her sway more towards the telling him side. Aiden took in a deep breath before exhaling and trying to stay as monotone as possible so her voice wouldn't crack and she would cry on the phone with Flack on the other end. "Nightmare. No big deal though."

"Ah," Flack said, not convinced, "you sure that's it?"

You sure that's it? What the hell is his problem? Aiden asked herself. "I'm sure that's it."

Her voice was cracking slightly and Flack noticed.

"Aiden, what's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong. Stop asking so many questions."

"Can't help it. Instinct."

"Listen," she said as she ran a hand through her long dark hair, "don't worry about me alright? I'm sorry I called I didn't mean to and I'll see you tomorrow at work."

Flack still wasn't going to give up. Something had told him not to listen to what was coming out of her mouth but listen to his thoughts inside. "Aiden, really, stop beating around the bush. What is wrong? I'm not going to go and tell everyone."

She could feel the tears hiding behind her eyes as the image of Michelle flashed through her head. Aiden knew that she wouldn't survive anymore sleep and she couldn't bring Flack into it. It was her own battle and she knew she didn't want any help. "I'm just," her voice cracked and the tears began to run down her face, falling towards the ground pulled by gravity. She couldn't respond to him anymore without crying and she knew she couldn't do it.

"Aiden? My God, Aiden? Where are you? Do you need help or anything?"

"Flack, I just need to be," she wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her shirt, "alone. Sorry for the call." And with that she clicked end on her cell phone and tossed it to the floor. She began to cry harder and she quickly buried her face into the pillow, her sobs now only a small muffle which lasted most into the rest of the late night, early morning.

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TBC.

Hope you all liked so far. More is on its way. :D