Author's Note: I'm sorry that I freaked some of you out this past chapter but I promise, what will follow will make up for it.

Chapter 9

"Okay, in total, we've found seventeen articles containing Diana's name, thirty-one containing information about the 4400, twelve photos of Diana from newspapers, another ten dozen or so taken with a telephoto lenses, thirteen videos that all follow Diana throughout the day, and seven journals where Lindell describes fantasies with Diana," Ryland said to the team in the theory room.

"Dammit," Tom said. "I want to kill this guy."

"Well now, he's going to jail for sure," Ryland said. "Stalking a federal agent? What was he thinking?"

"I don't know," Tom said. "What do you make of it Marco?"

"Compared from what you last told me," Marco said. "Seems like an unrequited love."

"What?" Tom said.

"Romeo and Juliet, in the first scene Romeo comes in saying that he's in love with Rosalind but she doesn't love him back," Marco said.

"So what?" Ryland said. "Lindell equals Romeo and Diana equals Rosalind?"

"Speaking in terms of William Shakespeare, yes," Marco said. "But the point is that he probably couldn't deal with Diana loving someone else and for that we turn to Othello."

"I'm sorry," Ryland said. "I appreciate you not talking down to me because I don't have a humanities background but I'm going to need you to talk down to me because I don't have a humanities background."

"Othello ends out killing his mistress Desdemona, and her husband Iago," Marco said. "Only in this case, lets hope that lover boy isn't dead."

"So what do we do now?" Tom asked.

"He's still a garden variety psychopath but now he's graduated into stalker as well as kidnapper and murder," Marco said. "Chances are the reason he left all those journals and trinkets behind to taunt you."

FLASHBACK

Tom and Diana are laying out the pieces of Mrs. Bailey's life on the glass counter.

"Is this all that's left when you're done?" Diana asked. "Poor Mrs. Bailey. It's a box of trinkets."

"They're not trinkets they're memories," Tom corrected. "The kind you leave behind, you know, for family, friends."

"Hmm, I should get to work on that."

"I'm not going there."

"Well believe it or not, some of us are happier alone."

"No one is happy alone," Tom said. "If they think that, they're kidding themselves."

"I thought we weren't going there."

END FLASHBACK

"He's toying with us," Ryland asked.

"Yes, and chances are that he's also keeping all the newspaper articles too," Marco said..

"And that's if he's in the United States," Ryland said.

"So what's our plan of action?" Tom asked.

"Post a guard outside Diana's door to make sure that Lindell doesn't come by to finish the job and run checks on all the airlines see if Lindell is booked on one, get an APB out on Lindell's car, an Amber Alert out on Maia, comb through the rest of the house to see if there are any clues as to where they could have gone, and a story to feed Diana when she wakes up," Ryland said not wanting to worry his partner anymore than he had already. "She doesn't need anymore stress."

"How is Diana by the way?" Marco asked.

"She's doing okay," Ryland reported solemnly. "No better, no worse."

"You're more than welcome to see her Marco," Tom said. "I think she would like it if you went to see her." Tom was going to continue going on trying to persuade Marco to go see his fellow scientist when his phone rang. "Baldwin," he answered turning away from the crowd. "Okay…you have to be kidding me…that's amazing…thank you…I'll be right there." Tom turned back to the crowd. "That was the hospital. Diana woke up."

"Hello?" Tom whispered softly as he entered Diana's new hospital room. She had been moved out of the ICU after a series of respiratory tests determined that her lung was working fine. As Tom stepped into the room he noticed some immediate changes, for one her heart monitor, and respirator had been removed and the respirator had been replaced with a simple nasal catheter.

Warily Tom walked over to the bed, not wanting to disturb the sleeping form. He placed a hand on the foot of the bed and pressed down on it. "Hey," a scratchy voice came. "I'm not asleep."

Tom smiled as Diana made an effort to keep her drooping eyelids open. "I'm so glad you're okay," Tom said as he leaned down to hug his partner. She embraced him with her long arms and they held each other for a few minutes before they pulled apart. "Have your doctors told you anything?"

"Other than the operations, just that when I'm released I can't work or lift heavy objects for a few weeks," Diana said with a smile. "Where's Maia? Did you find her?"

A long silence hung between them before Tom sighed. "This isn't easy Diana."

"What?" Diana asked. "Did something bad happen to her?" Tears began building up in Diana's eyes as she waited for Tom's answer.

"We haven't found her," Tom said. "But we think we know who took her. Remember Lytell?"

Diana nodded, "Go on."

"Well he's not really Warren Lytell, his real name is Walter Lindell," Tom said.

"Why would he want Maia?" Diana asked slightly confused.

Tom looked down debating weather or not he should tell Diana about the evidence they'd found at Lindell's place when yet another incident of dishonesty came to mind.

FLASHBACK

Leaving the Homeland Security Branch after Diana shot Orson and told Ryland that she thought that the others were capable of supernatural abilities.

"I never thanked you for saving my life," Tom mentioned.

"I never shot anyone before," Diana said. "Just seeing him lying there like that."

"Are you going to be okay?" Tom asked genuinely.

"Yeah, I'll get there. You know I meant what I said to Ryland back there. If Orson can do those things who knows where all this is going?"

"So far we have one case," Tom said. "And maybe that's all we'll ever have."

"Have you noticed anything unusual with Shawn?" Diana asked as she stopped walking.

Tom thought back to the bird incident at Shawn's coming home before saying, "No."

"'Cos, I just need to know that if you had you'd tell me."

"Nothing to tell," Tom said as they continued walking.

END FLASHBACK

"Diana," Tom said as he sat at the foot of the bed and took her hand. "When we searched Lindell's house, we found a shrine." Diana wrinkled her forehead as if to say that she wasn't following him. "The shrine was for you." Diana's breath caught her throat. "He had photos, articles, he even took some photos with a telephotos lens. What was most disturbing were the journals. He's been fantasizing about you before he even met you."

"Stop," Diana commanded as covered her face in her hand. "I can't hear this right now."

"It's okay," Tom said as he took Diana's other hand to see that she was starting to cry. He moved closer and wrapped his arms around her as she began crying on his shoulder. He gently stroked her hair as her body racked with sobbed. "Diana, it's okay. We're going to find him. I promise you."

TBC

Author's Note: Okay, Diana is out of her coma.