CHAPTER TWO

Disclaimer: I own nothing, sadly. But I hope you enjoy the new chapter. Sorry it took so long, I have been very busy at home xD

The next morning Penelope reached over to the end table and hit her alarm over and over again. Until it finally turned off. With a sigh, she sat up and threw her eye mask on the other side of the bed. She stretched, yawning and got out of bed. Her feet shuffled to the tiny kitchen she owned and reached for a bowl out of the cabinet. Her eyes went black as she started to hyperventilate.

The world Penelope knew went black as she was pulled into another world. There she stood, in the darkness.

"Hello," she called only to hear an echo. "Hello," she said again.

One of her feet stepped forward followed by the other one. Her breathing steady as she walked a foot before the darkness disappeared around her. She was back in the forest. Her eyes scanned around not seeing anyone or anything but trees and nature. She walked forward looking around more and noticed something. This is the same place as her other vision. Penelope glances down and gasps realizing that this is the place where the girl was buried. She didn't like this vision or nightmare whatever you wanted to call it. You could see the dirt that was freshly dug, the flowers all buckled over. Squatting down, she began to look closer at the sight of it and around it. Her eyes moved back and forth not really finding anything.

"Follow me." Penelope quickly stood up and looked behind her to see the hoodie kid from her previous vision.

"What do you want?" Her hands became clammy.

"Follow me," He turned and started off in the opposite direction.

Penelope being confused she slowly begins to follow him. The kid walked thru the leaves, they crunched under his footsteps. She followed him for about a half a mile before he stopped. Penelope leaned against a tree. The boy stood in front of her and to her right.

"Come," He motioned for her to stand next to him, not looking at her.

Penelope cautiously stepped closer. Her heart beat racing unsure of what will happen. He motioned again to his side. She stepped next to him a few inches away to his left and looked at him. Her eyes met his; they looked glossy and pretty terrifying in her opinion, making her take a step back.

"There," he pointed in front of him.

"There what?" Penelope asked confused as she removed her eyes from him and looked at the tree.

"That's where you'll find the evidence you need."

"What exactly-" Penelope began and looked back at the hooded boy but he was gone. "Hey, are you there still?" Penelope tripped on her foot when she turned to look around her, falling. She was ready to embrace her fall, closed her eyes.

Penelope's eyes went wide as she lied on the floor in her kitchen. Slowly sitting up, she moved her hand to the back of her head feeling like she was hit by a car. Her plastic bowl on the floor next to her, she puts her head between her knees, breathing slowly. When she finally stopped seeing spots, she used the counter to lift herself up. Walking a few steps over she bent down and picked up her bowl, putting it in the sink. Walking a bit faster in the morning than usual she moved quickly to her room to retrieve her phone. She plopped on her bed and grabbed her phone off the charger which laid on her end table. Rolling down her contacts, she stopped at one and hit the call button.

"Why good morning Miss Garcia," Rossi's smooth voice said on the other end.

"Uncle, I have to come and see you immediately," Penelope spat out as fast as kids getting out of school on a Friday before summer vacation.

"Are you okay, Pen?"

"Yeah, are you at the station?"
"Yes."
"I'll be right over."

Penelope hung up without saying goodbye and tossed her phone on her bed. Hurrying to her dresser, she looked through the first drawer for fresh undergarments. Then she went through the second drawer for a shirt, and the third for some pants. Penelope quickly pulled of her pajamas and started to put on her undergarments, then her pants and shirt.

She ran down the stairs of her apartment building and out the front door. Hopping into her car, she started it then quickly put the gear in drive and headed for the station. As she drove she tried to remember everything that happened, speeding through the town.

Parking the car as closest available spot she could find, she got out and hurried into the precinct. She forced the door open with a push and saw Officer LaMontagne at the desk.

"I need Agent Rossi now please," Penelope rushed to the front desk out of breath.

"Miss Garcia, you okay?" he asked concerned at the way she looked disoriented.

"At the moment no, I need my uncle now please."

"He actually stepped out for a few moments ago," Officer LaMontagne said with a frown.

"No! But how am I-"

"Penelope?" A voice behind her asked.

Penelope turned around at the sound of her name and saw her uncle standing behind her. She let out a sigh of relief unsure how much longer she could remember ever vivid detail of what she witnessed.

"We need to talk," she walked over and grabbed his hand not caring about any of the usually standards procedures. "Your office."

Penelope dragged her uncle to his office and closed the door behind him. When the door shut she let go of his hand and went for the couch. She plopped down on the couch and leaned back and let out a breath. Rossi looking confused sat down at his desk.

"Get out a pen and paper if you want to," She closed her eyes and rubbed her temple. "I'm not sure if you need it but I have very important information for you. I had another dream."

"Another one?" Rossi asked confused.

"I know it's odd I had one so close to the other, but that's not important right now. I saw the young boy with the hoodie again. He told me to follow him to some place by the crime scene. He led me to a tree close by it and I think there is something important there. He said it would be evidence that we needed. I think we need to go there and look. I mean we need to go there now."

Penelope opened her eyes to find Rossi just looking at her. His hand still has not moved since he grabbed the pen. He blinked a few times trying to soak in what he was just told.

"Let's go now." She stood up.

"Okay," Rossi blankly stared for a second then got up.

He grabbed his keys off his desk and his jacket from the back of his chair. Heading towards the door he put his jacket on, Penelope followed right behind him.

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Penelope walked through the forest a bit before she found the yellow tape telling everyone to keep out. She looked back at her uncle which held a shovel now.

"This is where the dream began," she stated.

Turning back around to look at the tape, she closed her eyes trying to remember the dream once again. The pictures from the dream started to move into her mind. The trees popped up and the leaves, the branches everywhere and the boy was to her right. Penelope opened her eyes and turned to her right.

"He was here, and led me this way."

She started off in the way the boy stood thinking of every step she took in her mind earlier today. They walked a few feet at a time so Penelope could remember exactly what happened. She hiked through the forest, moving a bit to the east more that the west. Walking through trees, over branches and under some, she finally found the spot.

"It's here," she declared. She stopped in front of a big tree, looked like it had been there for ages. "This is where he took me and he pointed down her."

Her finger moved, shaking a bit, down at the root of the tree where it looked like there had been fresh dirt and large pile of leaves. Penelope got on her knees and moved the leaves to the side with her hands. Moving them in a swift motion she began to move the dirt now. She was trying to figure out what exactly was the mystery behind the spot.

"Penelope!" Rossi yelled trying to get her attention.

She stopped digging and looked up to her right where he stood. "What?"
"Let me dig you're getting yourself all messy." Rossi held out his hand to her. "Let's get you out of the dirt."

Penelope grabbed his hand and used him to lift herself up off the ground. She left go of his hand when she was fully balanced on her feet. She brushed off her knees as her uncle prodded the shovel in the ground then pulled it out, throwing the dirt to the side. He then began again, digging a hole.

Penelope sat down by another tree a foot away and watched. She wiped the beads of sweat that formed on her forehead. Rossi continued to move the shovel in and out of the dirt, pulling the dirt out of his way. He got a bit deeper with each throw of dirt. After a while he was as deep in the hole to his ankles. Rossi moved his shovel down one more time then removed it, not picking up any dirt. His face saddened.

"Pen, go back to the car and radio in a code ten-fifty-four."

"What did you find?" Penelope asked as she stood up and started to walk towards him.

"Don't come any closer Penelope," he said with a stern voice. "Don't want you to see this."

"It's the hoodie boy isn't it?" she asked.

Rossi was silent, not willing to answer.

"Uncle, I saw him die in my dream." She crossed her arms. "I think I'm okay with dead bodies."
"Penelope please just go and radio in a ten-fifty-four."

"Fine," Penelope jogged back to the car.

She opened the door and sat in the driver seat. Not sure on how to exactly use the radio she picked up the walkie talkie part and pushed the button on the side.

"Agent Rossi's radio here. He request units for a ten-fifty-four at Greenaway Forest on Elle Street."
"Copy that Miss Garcia," someone said on the other side of the radio. "I will have someone there fast."

Penelope put the radio back down on the consult and got out of the car. She hiked backed down to where her uncle was with the body.

"Don't come over here, Penelope," Rossi asked as she stood up and started to walk over to the hole. "Don't want you to see this."

"Uncle, I saw him die," Penelope said as she looked at him.

She moved closer and saw the body being brushed off by her uncle. She gasped a bit as she saw all the bug and critter crawlers on his body.

"Penelope," Rossi looked up at her, "if you want to leave you can."

"No, just the shock of all the bugs and the lifeless body and I saw him die."

Penelope stepped back and sat down at the tree she was against earlier. She watched Rossi as he dusted off the body of the young boy who is only a few days dead.

xxx

Penelope waited in the car and watched as a team of people carried a body bag up the hill. Put the bag in the back of the ambulance.

Rossi walked up to the car and tapped on the passenger side window. Penelope jumped and grabbed her chest. She rolled down the window and gave him an angry look.

"You scared me," Penelope said, putting her hands down on her lap now.

"Sorry Pen," he leaned against the car. "Would you like me to take you back to the station now?"

She looked at the ambulance then back at her uncle.

"Yeah," she began to put her seat belt on, "that is enough adventure for today."

Rossi gave her a small smile and walked around the front of the car and slid into the driver seat. Penelope pulled her seatbelt over and buckled it up.

Looking out the window she watched the rees go by as Rossi drove down the street out of the forest. She thought about what happened the night in April 11 years ago.

"Uncle," Penelope began, "remember when you came and got me when mom and dad died?"

He glanced at her as he tried to watch the road. "Yeah I remember that."
Remember that pink blanket I had?" Penelope zoned out a bit.

"Yeah I remember it, had the duck on it."

"That one. Do you know where it went?" she looked over at her uncle.

"I believe it's in the chest in your old room."

"Is there any way that I can come and get it?"
He smiled. "Sure I won't be home but you know where the spare key is, don't you?"

She nodded. "Yes I do sir."

"Then you're welcomed to get it, just make sure you lock it up before you leave."

"Sure can uncle," she said and looked back out the window.