A very unsettling dream...

I dreamt that I was in bed and there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and my ex-wife was outside with our son. She set him down and he ran up to me and hugged me. She had a notion that we could get back together and I stated that the time for that had already come and gone, and that if she had really wanted to be together, she should have not been such a lousy bitch. She pulls out an ice pick and sticks it into my head. My hand gets injured (instead of my head for some reason) and I slam the door and lock it, cradling my son in my arms. I call the police. I am extremely calm and the 911 operator thinks it is a prank call because I am so calm. My ex has a gun now and is shooting through the door. I tell the operator that she should get a cop here now, cause she is shooting now and my son is scared. The cops come and arrest her and want to talk to me. I call Rhonda, the only person I think my son would be alright with in his current traumatized state, and she arrives very quickly as she only lives down the street. She takes him into his room to play Dr. Mario while the cops question me. They seem to think that somehow I am to blame for it all. I try to explain what happened, but my ex-wife has been talking to them and has told them that I was taking her son away and had stabbed her with an ice pick.

I woke up to the sound of someone knocking on my door. Thank the stars; it was my upstairs neighbor... he needed a jump-start.