EventhoughI know they rescued me,I still feel like i'm in that glass box underground. I now get claustrophobic, I'm also now scared of the dark. 6 months ago,I was just a regular guy going to work having a laugh with my friend and coleague Warrick. Then it happened. I got kidnapped from the crimescene and"buried alive",in a glass coffin. I kept thinkingI was going to die and thatI was never going to see my mom again. AfterI came out of the hospital,I had the looks of my parents to deal with. The soft caring looks from my Mom, who looked like she was never going to let me outta her sight again. She kept telling me that it wasnt my fault thatI was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Something my coleagues also keep telling me.
Compare that to the harsh looks from my dad. he didnt tell me this, well his face said it all actually. he looked like he blamed me for what happened- like it was my faultI got kidnapped. He talked to me sometimes butI cant believe that after all these years that hes still pissed off at me for not following in his footsteps and becoming a judge. "At least im in law enforcement" Id say. "at least im not some drunken guy, or a drug addict or ,even BOTH!" id also say.
Iknow he means well and that he just wants the best for mebutI just wish he would accept my job. I also remember my first day back at work, people gave me that look. You know the one that says "dont go near him or he'll crack" or "hes that guy who nearly died- lets stay away from him". I'm just a normal guy who was at the wrong place at the wrong time. I keep feeling like i'm gonna wake up from this any minute and find myself either in my bed or the most likely option of waking up in that glass box. I swear if i'm still in that glass box i'll pull the trigger, or shouldI wait to see if they find me?
"Hey Nick you coming?"
That voice made me jump but brought me to my senses. It was Warrick standing in the doorway of the locker room, watching me sitting on one of the benches with my field kit sitting down at my feet.
"Huh?"I managed to ask- eventhough i still had those thoughts haunting me.
Warrick Smiled "The Crime Scene? we got a call out to a decomposing body out in the desert. Its just you and me on this one cos Catherines working on that Robbery, Sara and Grissom are working that double homicide and its Gregs night off."
"You can go wait in your car, i'll be there in a minute."
"O.k but i'm not waiting forever" Warrick smiled again, then walked off. Leaving me alone with my thoughts once more.
"OK Nick, It's Just like every other day." I tell myself beforeI get up, grab my kit and walk out of the locker room.
yeah,just like every other day.