Here we are guys! The sequel is finally here! I had a bit of a roundabout relationship with this, deciding on one thing then deleting it and bringing it back etc but I've perfected it. For you, I bring this. CROSS-OVER WITH CRIMINAL MINDS BUT LISTED AS CSI: MIAMI.

Anya's POV

I opened my eyes slowly, drinking in the pain as I winced. Bright. Everything was very bright. It had gold painted walls and glittery furniture. Confused, I leaned up and looked around.

I seemed to be in some sort of dressing room.

Suddenly, the door opened and revealed a stick thin man, grinning like a Cheshire cat. "Ms Fuller, you're awake!" he announced, happily. He seemed alright... Did he save me?

"Uh... Where am I?" I asked, placing my feet off the gold with black lining couch.

"Oh, you can't know that yet. But get yourself into this beautiful dress and I'll show you around. You look like a wreck, no offence. The bathroom's to your left and your shoes are next to the standing mirror." the man said, placing a dress in my arms.

It was beautiful. White with a gold sash. The heels were gold as well.

"I'm sorry but who are you and why am I doing this?" I asked.

"I'm the Sleepwalker. I make women feel beautiful, if their husbands cannot exceed their needs." he said, smiling.

Oh damn, it was the Sleepwalker. I had to get out of her.

"Now, now, sweetheart, you cannot get out of this place. I will escort you everywhere along with your personal bodyguard. You are going to be the star of my movie." he smirked, leaving and locking the door behind him.

Was he a mind reader?

My kids! Matthew! Are they worried? Are they looking for me? Please, God, make them look for me. I want Matty, I love him. I need him. I don't want a divorce! Please, I beg you God, help me get out of this place!

Wiping my tears, I finally undressed and had a quick shower then put the outfit on and sighed, doing my makeup lightly, I stood in front of the mirror and gulped.

The Sleepwalker came in an hour later with two women. "Here's our star. Make her hair beautiful and her lips more... red." he ordered. The women immediately got to work, pushing me down on a seat.

...

"Introducing Sleeping Starlight!" The Sleepwalker announced to the empty audience seats. I came out and looked around, fear etched on my face. The set had gold walls and white flooring and ceiling. There were golden sparkly couches and foot stools.

The Sleepwalker gently led me, holding my arm, to my designated seat. "Let me go." I whispered, looking into his eyes. He just smiled widely.

"Doesn't she look beautiful, ladies and gents?" he asked, stroking a long finger down my cheek, making me flinch. He then backed away and announced another person. "Introducing Southern Starlight!"

My eyes widened when I saw an astonishing Calleigh enter the room, fear in her eyes but relief as she saw me. I gave her a light smile as the Sleepwalker sat her beside me. He repeated the same lines and actions he did to me to her. I turned to face her; she was wearing a white dress with a silver sash and silver sparkly heels.

"Introducing Spanish Starlight!" The Sleepwalker announced, leading Natalia, who looked relieved to see us, to sit next to Calleigh. He repeated the same with her. She wore a white dress and white heels. "And finally, Sexy Starlight!" JJ entered in a black tight dress and black heels. She smiled, relieved to see the rest of us, and she was led by the Sleepwalker to her seat beside Natalia. The Sleepwalker kissed her cheek and said: "Isn't she feisty, ladies and gents?"

Then he stepped back and faced the none existent audience, grinning and raising his arms. "And they are the Starlights!" he yelled, his voice booming across the fairly filled room. The directors and cameramen all tried to get angles on him and us. "They are our new housewives. Correction: my new housewives." he smirked, turning to face us.

To hell, we would be.

Next chapter would be the FBI/Miami Police conference.