Spencer was on edge the whole ride to the compound. Alice's apology had sent his brain into motion and he wondered if her words had been picked up on the listening devices and if the team were wondering the same thing.

What exactly was she apologising for? Simply dragging him in to this, or was there something more. Was there something more to this?

But she'd been blindfolded too, surely if this was something else she wouldn't have been. He tried to listen to her breathing to see whether he could pick up anything from it, but the sound of the truck travelling through the woods was too much. He'd just have to wait.

And wait he did, as did the team back at their base. It was around an hour before the truck came to a stop and Spencer heard one of the doors open and someone leave it. Moments later the vehicle moved forward, stopping again as the person rejoined them. Some sort of gate or entrance they had to go through, he assumed. They stopped again fifteen minutes later by his count and this time the doors by his and Alice's sides were opened and the bags removed from their heads as they were helped from the vehicle, Alice scurrying quickly to be at his side and taking his hand. Spencer quickly pushed his earlier thought to the back of his mind. If this had been something else, why would she keep up the pretence?

He scanned the premises, his eyes taking a moment to adjust to the dull light of night sky. It was….. Almost exactly what he'd imagined from Alice's description, yet he was in disbelief that this place had managed to go undetected from the public eye for so many years. Alice looked concerned and confused though and when he followed her eyeline he could see why.

The compound was dimly lit but he could make out dilapidated huts in the distance, homes in disrepair like they weren't lived in. From what Alice had said, this place had been thriving and fully self sufficient so for there to be buildings in the sort of condition that these were in, made him wonder.

"Charlie…. What happened?" Alice addressed the younger of the two men, him coming to stand by her.

"You'll find out tomorrow. No doubt Lewis will want to fill you in himself. But for now, I'm sure you're both tired. Collect your things and we'll show you to your room. Well, you know the way actually. It's your old room."

"In the main house still? Is that…. Isn't that weird. I mean, Spencer and I…. Erm… " she looked alarmed at the mention of her old room and Reid recalled that it had been next to Lewis's.

"Lewis wanted you next to him and Rebecca."

"Rebecca… Him and… Becca? But…" she turned to looked at the other man.

Eric looked at her and nodded. "Rebecca and I are no longer a match. After you left and Marnie died, Rebecca decided that she preferred my father to me and he was only too happy to accept her into his bed. I have no ill feelings towards either of them, I have a new match Jo, and we're very happy together. She gave birth to our daughter last May, I finally got to be a Father."

Eric smiled and he saw Alice soften. Something he'd said though irked Spencer and it took him a second to realise what.

Finally got to be a Father.

Alice had told him that the child she talked about; Abby, was Eric and Rebecca's. Now though, he wasn't so sure and when he looked at Alice with a question in his eyes, she looked away.

Eric took a step towards Reid and held out his hand towards him. "Excuse my manners, Ally hasn't formally introduced us yet. I'm Eric and this is my brother Charles."

Reid took his hand feeling a firm strong grip." It's a pleasure to finally meet you both, to finally be here. I've heard so much about this place from Ally, although it took her forever to open up about it. My wife and I are very excited to be back and to help work towards the future. I'm Spencer, by the way."

Eric released his hand with a nod and Reid turned towards the younger man and offered his hand to him, hating the pleasantries of hand shaking but knowing it was a must. Charles eyed him cautiously, his gaze flickering to Alice first and then back to him before finally accepting his hand and shaking it.

"I'm Charlie, not Charles. Let's get your things. It's cold out here." He turned towards the truck, reaching in and hauling out the two back packs as Eric starting walking towards the house, beckoning for Spencer to follow him.

He held back slightly, especially when he saw Charlie place his hand and Alice's arm, stopping her from walking away. Listening carefully he heard words leave his mouth, barely a whisper.

"Why did you come back? You got out, why did you come back?"

Reid couldn't hear Alice's reply but he saw her lips move. And as far as he could see, her response was "you know why. And we need your help."

Charlie released his grip on her and walked towards Spencer, handing him his back pack and keeping Alice's in his hands as he walked in the direction of the main house, following his brother.

Spencer looked at Alice questioningly again and she shook her head, taking his hand and leading him to the house.

As they entered through the main doors, Alice started to turn to the left, following Charlie until a voice stopped them all.

"Charles, Eric. We're still up. Do bring them through to the sitting room."

Alice balked and Spencer saw her eye lids close momentarily, her lips moving as they counted to five slowly. He was suddenly doubting her ability to do this when she opened them again and said to him loudly "Spencer, yes. I'm so pleased he's still up. I can't wait for you two to meet."

She lead the way into the sitting room herself, tugging on Reid's hand. It was only he who could feel the slight tremble to her grip though, especially as they walked into the sitting room and she locked eyes on the man she'd escaped from five years ago.

Reid took him in, feeling Lewis doing the same to Spencer as he rose and crossed the room to the pair to greet them.

"Alice…. "

The girls acting ability shocked even Spencer then as she burst into tears, throwing her arms around the much older man's neck and clinging to him.

"I'm soooo sorry Lewis, I'm soooo.. Oh god. I should have never…. I didn't realise…. I didn't know… Spencer… He made me see. Oh god… "

Lewis embraced her, rubbing her back and soothing her, his voice soft and low as she cried.

"Ally, my love. It's okay, it's alright. This was meant to happen. Sometimes…. Sometimes it takes a big event to make you realise what's right and what's not. And…. Spencer?" he look to Reid who nodded, confirming that was indeed him "….. Spencer has obviously made you see right, and now you've come back. You've returned to your family. Where you belong."

After a few more moments Alice retracted from his embrace and settled back as his side. He linked his arm around his 'wife's' waist and placed a kiss to her cheek.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" he asked her, keeping up the pretence of the loving husband.

"I am now. Oh… Spencer, this is Lewis! Lewis, this is Spencer. He was…. Well, my therapist to begin with but now he's my rock, my love, my husband. I was in a bad way when I left, I was so confused by everything. But he's made me see everything so clearly now. He's brilliant and I think you two will share a lot of the same views."

Lewis held his hand out to Reid, shaking it firmly.

"I have to assume that Alice has told you everything that happens here and my story."

Reid nodded and the man continued on. "We'll talk more tomorrow, get to know one another. And we'll fill you in on what's been happening. A lots changed since you left Alice. Our numbers are a lot smaller, our resource a lot less. But it's fine, it will all come good in the end. Now….before you two go off to bed, there's two more people who have been looking forward to seeing the new comers. Rebecca!?"

He called out and a door the other side of the room opened. In walked Rebecca Olson, leading a small child of around seven or eight years old. The girl looked sleepy and rubbed her eyes, pushing her hair away from her face. Hair that was the exact same shade as Alice's.

"Abby, say hello to our new camp mates. Well, not new exactly. I'm not sure but do you remember Ally? She was here when you were very small." Lewis knelt down the the girls level and Spencer felt Alice stiffen next two him.

The young girl shook her head but waved at Reid and Ally whispering a small "hello" before she turned back to Rebecca.

"Mommy, can I go to bed now? I've said hello to the new people."

Rebecca gave the child a smile as she scooped her up into her arms, smoothing her hair down. Spencer could now properly see the girls face, and he knew that there was no way this was Rebecca Olson's biological daughter.

"Yes I'll take you to bed now sweetie. Mommy will speak with her old friend tomorrow. Say good night to everyone, Abby."

"Goodnight" she whispered, looking at Alice one more time, her brow furrowing as she was carried away.

Lewis was watching Alice for a reaction as were Eric and Charlie and she could sense all eyes were on her.

"It was nearly five years ago. It's not surprising she doesn't remember me. She's grown, Lewis. She got big."

"Children do that, Ally. She's strong too, and such a character. She's special, just like…. Well, just like you."

She breathed deeply and then yawned.

"You and Spencer should head off to bed now too. We'll all talk in the morning. Get some rest for now. You remember the way to your old room?"

"Yes. Good night Lewis. And thank you, for having us back."

Alice stroke out of the room again, Charlie and Spencer following her until she got to a door which she opened and went through. Both men followed her, Charlie placing her back pack down on the floor.

"Good night Ally. Good night Spencer."

"Charlie… Wait…. Is the room… " she lowered her voice to a barely audible whisper "… Is the room safe to talk in?"

"Lewis has no disillusions about your intentions here Ally. It's safe to talk in here as long as you're quiet…. And Ally. What I said to you that night, it still stands."

He looked at her, sadness clouding his face before he turned away and closed the door as he left the room.

Now they were alone, Spencer could finally ask the question he was sure he knew the answer to.

"Abby. She's not Rebecca and Eric's daughter is she. She's yours. You lied to us."

"I did. She's my daughter. Mine and Lewis's."

She crossed the room to the double bed, feeling Reid's eyes on her.

"And I bet you'd like to know what I else I lied about too, right?"