"How do you know this will work?" Reid's voice struck a balance somewhere between a whine and a grumble.

"Because," replied Caleb rather smugly, "I do my research." He withdrew a folder from his jacket, and slid one paper up slightly to reveal a name. Holly Golightly Donnelly.

"You snaked her file?? Caleb, I thought you were above such rulebreaking. Oh, I feel so proud!" Reid's mocking tone was laced with glee as his curiosity overpowered his former testiness.

"You know we need you on the team. Drastic times call for drastic measures." Caleb was serious, which only broadened the smirk on Reid's face.

"I do believe I'm finally rubbing off on you, Mr. Danvers." Reid scanned the paper in Caleb's hand. "Wait. Golightly? What's a Golightly??"

"Have you never seen Breakfast at Tiffany's?"

"Have you never come out of the closet? The only thing I know about Breakfast At Tiffany's is that I think I remember the film, and, as I recall I think we both kind of liked it…" Reid sang the last words, lyrics to some awful nineties song. Caleb whacked him with Holly's file.

"You're really ridiculously repulsive sometimes." Caleb's voice was deadpan, a sure sign that he was hiding amusement.

"He is, isn't he?" This voice came from the open doorway they'd been approaching.

"What are you, the bionic ear?" Reid's voice jumped an octave in surprise as his eyes met the cool green ones of the girl they'd just been discussing.

"Something like that." Holly ducked her head to hide a smirk, hair falling over her face and rippling along the length of her upper arms. She was sitting cross-legged on the floor of her room, her back resting against her bed. Sarah sat opposite her, with a look of curiosity and possibly anticipation on her face. Between them lay a deck of battered round cards, nestled in a silk handkerchief.

"Are we interrupting a séance, or something?" Caleb poked Sarah teasingly as he sat beside her, his long legs filling more space than Holly would've thought possibly for one person.

"Holly's going to read my cards- like, tarot." Reid snorted. Holly's eyes flicked to him quickly, although they were on the cards when she spoke again.

"I would've thought you and your friends of all people would be more… accepting, Reid." Her tone was mocking. Caleb and Reid's eyes met, a flash of barely-disguised panic.

"The fuck is that supposed to mean." She met his eyes evenly.

"Oh, nothing. You and your friends are all different, is all. From each other. I would have thought you'd give things a chance." Caleb twitched his head up, then down at Reid, and they relaxed. Sarah glanced from her roommate to her boyfriend for a moment, before opening her mouth.

"So, aren't you going to give me a reading, or whatever you do with those?"

"Not a full one. Here," she held out the cards to the blond girl. "Take them."

"What am I supposed to do?" Holly nearly laughed at the hint of anxiety in Sarah's voice.

"Just shuffle them. You'll pick one. Just think about it, and pick one. Think about yourself, and… your purpose of being, something like that." Sarah's eyelids fluttered shut, and her face was solemn as her hands mixed cards with purpose. Holly's eyes were intent on the other girl, and Reid and Caleb found themselves fascinated by the air of intensity that was almost palpable. Sarah's hands grew quicker, as though they were searching for something they knew lay in one of the cards. Steadily, she withdrew one between her thumb and forefinger, and handed it to Holly, who turned it face-up. After a moment, she glanced at Sarah, then back at the card, a crooked smile twisting her uneven mouth.

"The Daughter of Wands."

"Is that good?" Sarah asked at the same time Caleb spoke "There are daughters?"

"It's not good or bad," Holly replied to Sarah, and she turned her gaze to Caleb's face. "This is a Motherpeace deck. It's not the same as the original. There are others added. The Daughter of Wands-" she handed the card to Sarah, who cradled it in both hands "-is the free spirit that is supposed to exist in everyone. The Daughter is fiery, and uninhibited. It's a female card, and it's joyful and self-expressive. She's supposed to be the symbol of Spring, and she's drawn as Persephone coming from the cave of the underworld. That's a good thing," Holly said as Sarah's eyes looked troubled. She took everything so literally. "She represents life, youth and energy- a white unicorn. Wisdom." Sarah glanced at Caleb, who was smirking.

"So that sounds about accurate," he drawled lazily.

"Care to choose one?" Holly's eyes were on his, and he surprised her when he accepted the cards from Sarah. They appeared small within his large hands, though he touched them delicately. He chose his quickly, taking much less time than Sarah had. He was decisive when he flipped it face-up on the carpet.

"Shaman of Wands," Holly said. "This is male power. The person who draws the Shaman of Wands is powerful, and people look to them-him- as a leader." Holly studied Caleb's face for a moment, and he found himself feeling slightly uncomfortable. "You handle complex situations extremely well. You appreciate the feminine," she tapped the round basket to the left of the man in the card, and Reid snorted. Sarah glared at him. "You're a ruler. This is personal power; force, and healing." She handed him the card again, and he slipped it into the deck with Sarah's. "You're both wands…" Holly mused aloud, and Caleb and Sarah exchanged warm glances.

"Go for it," he said to Reid and handed him the cards. Reid held them with an incredulous look.

"You are all so fucked up," he said to the room in general as his fingers tapped the cards anxiously. He dropped the cards onto the floor in front of Holly; only one landed face-up. A lightning-struck tower. Holly smirked again as she traced the edge of the card that drew four pairs of eyes. "So… What's it mean?" Reid's voice was awkward to his own ears.

"Oh, you'll see. I thought you didn't believe in tarot cards, Reid?" She was mocking him, and he felt his cheeks flush with irritation.

"I don't, Holly Golightly." Her face blanched, red spots blooming in the olive cheeks that had gone pale a moment before.

"What?"

"That's your name, isn't it? I mean, Caleb- wasn't that what you said her name was? Should we check? You have her file, after all."

Sarah flinched as Holly's furious eyes moved from Caleb to Reid and back again with almost predatory deliberateness. She stood silently, and moved towards the door.

"Holly," Sarah called to her, desperate to get the girl to stay. The dark head turned, and waited expectantly. "Um… what's your card?" Holly turned on her heels to meet the girls eyes.

"Mine?" Sarah nodded encouragingly. "I draw the Fool." And she was gone.