And I pinkie swore. It's just not that long. Everything is dedicated to KyePie05 and the amazing idea for this is chapter is also from Kye! Thanks sosoo much, your fantastic!

Whitney's POV

Emily's eyes widened and she whispered, "Are you joking?"

"No. My real name is Faith."

She shakes her head and walks from the room. Why did they have to find my Mom and Dad? Seriously it's not that I don't love them. It's just that I don't love them. They scare me, at least Dad does...

I grab Alice's hand and she pulls me along the grey road. "Faith! Hurry up!" I stumble on the ground and a loud scream echo's from me.

"Faith? Are you okay?" I realize that I've closed my eyes and some tears have started to trickle down my cheeks. "Fai, I understand."

"Mmm." I nod.

"No, I'm serious. I'm the eldest child of seven. I've got two sets of younger twins and a younger sister. My parents at the time, where both profilers at the FBI's Behavior Analyst Unit. I had so much pressure put on me to be perfect. I never understood why. I have always needed to be perfect, my siblings? It didn't matter, because I was the eldest. They pressured me into psychology, wanting me to be the best and brightest."

I look up and my eyes connect with her garnet ones. "My father, Doctor Spencer Reid. Mom? Doctor Andromeda Winter. All they wanted for me was the best in life, I've got that but everything has a price."

My eyes widen with concern.

"I lost contact with them because I never want to speak to them again. Last I heard my mom and three of my siblings moved back to Athens."

"What are there names?" I mutter. I don't think that she heard me. But then I care my mind when she tells me.

"Four sisters and two brother. Aaron and Jennifer are the first twins, then there's Penelope. After that there's Jason and Elle. Then Dave. Aaron and Jen are two years younger then me, Pen would be around twenty now. Jason, Elle and Dave? I don't even know how old they'd be, don't know anything 'bout them."

Wow, it's sad to think that a psychologist could be that messed up. Well, Sweets' is pretty crapped in the head. But you know what I mean. Emily looks at me, a worry looked glazing her eyes. "Whit-Faith, I need you to find a way to fix yourself. I believe in you and I want to help you."

"I can't be helped." I stick my head in my arms and I feel hot tears start to form into my eyes and I don't want to speak for fear that my voice will crack.

"Faith," I can hear sympathy dripping from her voice and it makes me want to cry even more. "Please."

I can't even speak because I'm so chocked up with tears. "Faith..." She places her hand on my back and then shakes her head. "I'll go." I hear her stand up and walk from the room. I want to yell at her to come back, but I can't find my voice.

It must be dead. Just like Vincent.

My stomach twists into knots at his name and I can't help but feel every inch of me be brought into mind-numbing pain.

He makes me think of everything good in the world, and that makes me think of Zack.

Zack! Last time I heard he was in a mental asylum. If I can find out what one that I'm in, then I might be able to find him.

I look around and push the tears from my eyes. I twist my hair around my finger and I can barely mutter under my breath, "Were am I?"


Oh snap! She's Reid from Criminal Minds' daughter.

Well, I don't really desevre any kindness because this chapter is SOSOSOSO short. But I pinkie promise that the next one will be longer. And will have the return OF ZACK ADDY! :D