It was dark. There was blood. Tears. Screams. Sobs.

It was terrifying.

Your heart was beating, you felt like you were stuck, trapped. Something was coming towards you. You couldn’t move. You couldn’t speak. Then—

You woke up. Sitting in your seat on the jet on the way home from a case. Tears were steaming down your face, you were panting- and this is when Derek noticed, his voice soft and concerned.

“Whoa, sugar. What happened? You good??”