Reid slowly opened his eyes, expecting to see the walls of the conference room, but instead he found himself in a forest. He scrambled to his feet but lost his balance and fell over. He looked down at his feet, witch shockingly, were short furry legs with paws instead of feet. He looked at his hands, witch were instead the same padded paws. He saw a nearby puddle, padded over towards it and looked at his reflection. He was no longer a human. He was now a brown cat with a black stripe running from the tip of his nose, to the start of his tail, with stripes coming out along his back. His paws were all black. To sum it all up he was a small brown tabby tom with black stripes. The young doctor looked around the area and saw several larger cats, whom were all unconscious. There was a large black tom with gray paws, who Reid guessed was Morgan, with a golden tortoiseshell laying next to him, who was definitely Garcia. A little farther was a beautiful golden she-cat, JJ. Behind her a little ways, was a grayish-bluish she-cat, probably Prentiss. Right next to her was an old white tom with black patches and grey tinged around his muzzle, Rossi. And next to them a little was a ginger tom with scarlet paws, had to be Hotch. Morgan was the first to wake up, and when he saw himself, his reaction was hilarious. Reid couldn't help but snicker a little. He was now sitting with his front paws tucked neatly under his belly, with his tail wrapped around them. Morgan saw him and looked shocked. "Reid?" "No Albert Einstein. Who do you think?" Reid mocked, getting to his paws and bounding up to his friend. Now that he was right next to him, he could see exactly how tall Morgan was. "Man as a cat, your pretty tall Morgan." Morgan purred and flicked Reid's ear with his tail. "No way man, your just short." Reid was about to reply when he heard an angry hiss behind him.