A/N: I know, I know. My update was late. Again. I'm sorry, really. I just have trouble writing them, as you can see. There will probably only be two more chapters after this one. On a different note, I have over eighty reviews! More than I have ever had for one story! (Probably more than the reviews for most of my stories combined!) Needless to say, I'm quite happy. And feeling quite a bit of love for you guys right now.

By the way, someone reviewed asking if Melanie hated Sam. I don't get the feeling that they hate each other, just that they're very different people, and as a result, don't get along wonderfully. However, in ITwin, it is shown that they go to the movies together, drink smoothies together, and go to the mall together, at least. So, I don't think they hate each other, I just think they aren't best friends.

*Deep breath* I'm done babbling now.

Sam took a deep breath. They were at the airport, waiting for Melanie. She'd already worked out how to be alone with Melanie long enough to do this-She just wasn't sure Melanie would be willing.

They hadn't done the twin-swap thing since they were in second grade. They had gotten caught by a teacher, gotten in trouble, and Melanie had burst into tears, swearing she'd never do it again.

And now it would be Sam asking her to.

You could say that Sam was a little nervous.

"Spencer!" The siblings looked up at the very excited Melanie. She threw her arms around Reid.

"Melanie," he answered, hugging her awkwardly.

"Hey, Spencer, why don't you go and get Melanie's bags?" Sam asked. Reid nodded and obeyed.

"Hi, Sam."

"Hey, Melanie. Listen, I've gotten myself in trouble, and for once, I don't want to be in trouble, so I need to go talk to this Hotch guy, only I'm grounded, so I can't. Spencer's heard how good you are, so if you said you needed to go to the store, if you've looked up the maps online and stuff, he'd probably let you go. Or…Or, if I said those things, pretending to be you, he'd let me go."

Melanie blinked. "What…Ok, so, you're in trouble and you need my help?"

Her eyes lit up.

Sam rolled her eyes impatiently. "Yes. I need you to swap with me. Go home, pretending to be me. I'll pretend to be you and have him drop me off at the store for something. I'll promise to call when I'm done, then I'll go talk to Hotch."

"Hotch?"

"Long story." Sam didn't really feel like explaining it to her, either.

Melanie sighed. "Remember second grade? Mrs. Hoffenstein? I can still see her face in my head…She was so disappointed in us…I promised her I'd never swap with you again. I-I can't-"

Sam's mind was racing. If her sister didn't help her, she'd be out of luck. By the time she wasn't grounded anymore, Hotch was sure to have the perfect explanation worked out, just in case she found out the truth. He was that careful, that much she was sure of.

"Melanie, this is probably the only time I'll ever ask you for help, but I am. I need your help."

Melanie closed her eyes. It didn't take a genius to realize she didn't like being put in that position.

Sam waited impatiently.

"Hey." Reid was back, bags in tow.

Too late, Sam thought.

Melanie's eyes flew open. "I'm sorry, Spencer, but I have to go to the powder room before we leave."

Powder room? Sam resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Her sister was too prim and proper some times.

She followed Melanie, having an idea of what she was doing.

Sure enough, once in the restroom, Melanie said, "Swap with me. Quick."

After a quick swap, they glanced at each other. "Ok," Sam said. "If this is going to work, we need Reid to believe you're me. So-"

"Be rude?" Melanie's eyes sparkled as she spoke.

"Yeah, pretty much."

"Ok." The two hurried back out.

"Spencer." Sam spoke sweetly.

He looked over at her. "Yes?"

She grinned. "I looked up different stores online, and I know there's one not too far from here that sells school supplies. And with school starting so soon…I was wondering…Would you drop me off at Ripple's?"

Reid hesitated. "I don't know…Maybe I should just take you there…I don't know about dropping you off."

Pulling her sweetest 'Melanie-grin' onto her face, she said, "I promise I'll be careful. I have my phone, and Linda gave me your number, so I can call you if I have any trouble. Besides, Sam told me she's grounded. Don't you want to get her home?"

She could see that her last words did the trick.

Reid nodded. "Yeah…Ok."

"Thanks."


After that, it was really easy for Sam to get to the FBI.

It wasn't that far a walk, and sneaking in was as easy as before.

She walked briskly to Hotch's office, not bothering with knocking before she opened the door.

He reached for the phone without hesitation. She waited until he had dialed the first number before she spoke. "Emily Prentiss."

He froze.

"Put the phone down," she said with a smirk.

He obeyed. "What about Emily Prentiss?"

Sam shrugged. "Well, I was just wondering how my brother would feel if he knew she was alive."

He frowned. "She's not."

She smiled. "Oh, excuse me…I meant Lauren Hotchner."

She grinned as unshakable Aaron Hotchner's whole face showed pure shock.

Obviously, he didn't know her new name.

JJ walked in then. "Hey, Hotch. We-Oh, hi Sam. I thought you were grounded."

Sam sighed. Now, the fun part. "Yeah…Lauren Hotchner."

JJ's face fell. "How did you-What are you talking about?"

Sam shrugged, not bothering with the second question. She had already given herself away with the first. "A friend of mine found her," she answered, deciding to stay vague.

As if on cue, her phone rang. "Hey, Freddie. You what? She is?"

JJ and Hotch glanced at each other, not noticing the increasing grin on Sam's face.

They were in trouble.

Sam hung up, before saying, "In around an hour, she will be at me brother's house. Do you want to be there to greet her, or not?"

After a few moments of silence, JJ shrugged. "We'll go there, but let's stop and get Sergio on the way."

"Sergio?" Sam repeated.

"Prentiss's cat," JJ explained.

Sam shrugged. "Whatever."

It was over an hour later when they finally reached her house, (As it turned out, Garcia, whom was keeping the cat, was not so eager to give him up. And when she found out why she was, she was understandably mad.) so Sam was not that surprised when she went inside to find her brother staring, horrified, at a dark-haired woman.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I enjoy all of your reviews and thought, so…I hope this is a good enough "Thank you" for them.

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