Chapter Three: Indecision

"When preparing to travel, lay out all your clothes and all your money. Then take half the clothes and twice the money." Susan Heller

"The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page." St. Augustine

Driving towards Bennington Sanitarium where he and his sister were entrusting Dr. Mallard with their mothers care, Spencer glanced to his side where his mom was reading the newspaper mouth agape, with her hand in front of it.

"What is it?" he asked hoping that what his mother was reading wasn't about to send her into an episode.
Especially not after the night they had previously, spending most of it trying to convince his mother that his sister had only went out
to get dinner and that; no she would not rob the jewelry store, and no she would not come back with a swarm of police following her.
So no, they would not all be taken to holding cells where they'd be drugged and tortured until they were no longer of use; finally being thrown in a black pit somewhere to slowly rot.

"They found another poor girl," Diana stated clearly upset by this revelation.

"I thought those killings stopped." Parker stated from the back seat.

"Killers don't just stop Parker." said Spencer slightly annoyed at his sister who was leaning over the chair
popping gum in his ear. "When was she found?" he asked his mother, finding himself curious with the murders that had been taking place.

"Well you know journalists work for the government to hide the truth from us commoners, who they think are actually dumb enough to believe what they have their spiders weaving, but you see in the process of trying to pull the wool over our eyes they have blinded themselves into false security believing that we actually believe what they state to be truth. But to answer your question, one Olivia Benson says she was found the third night of this month."

"What I still don't get is why they're being killed.
According to the detectives' statement when they had found the last victim it was said that theft was not the motivation behind the attacks.
Why even bother killing someone if it wouldn't be for money?" Parker thought out loud slowly leaning back to be sitting in her own seat once more.

"There are plenty of reasons to want someone dead Parker." Spencer replied trying to pull her out of her thoughts.
He didn't like the scary gleam that came to her eye whenever money was mentioned.

"Let's drop such a depressing subject, shall we?
After all, these are the last few moments I'm going to have with my children
for God knows how long." Diana replied morosely, not liking her current situation but knowing it indeed was for the best.

"Mom we've talked about this and we all agreed."

"I know what our conclusion was Spencer," Diana said cutting her son off "and I'm not arguing with that.
I accept that this is how things have to be, but it doesn't change the fact that we both know I won't get to see you two
as much as I'd like and you won't visit as much as you'll promise. I know that you'll try but eventually something is going to become
more important than your crazy old mother." Diana was beginning to become depressed in these negative thoughts and starting to feel a bit abandoned.

"AWWW mommy, no we won't." said Parker hugging her from behind.
"I promise you'll see more of me now that your here, than you ever would have staying at home.
Plus, at least here you will have company, maybe make some friends.
It was no good for you to be by yourself all day while Spence and I were working.
At least I know that you're getting the chance to have a somewhat normal life now, instead of sitting
in an old house wasting away." With that Parker placed a kiss on the side of her mother's head, happy to make her feel just a bit better.

Diana just stayed silent and gave her daughters arm a slight squeeze.
She was glad to be blessed with such fine children, even if her boy did tend to know too much for anyone's good and her little girl had always seemed a bit odd, especially to others.
But none the less she was proud to be their mother and in her eyes they were perfection and that was not something that could be messed with.

"Here we are" Reid stated stopping the car and breaking the silence that had fallen.

"Well than let's go" Diana replied as she got out of the car and stalked off to the building that was to hold her new home.

Sharing a quick look they got out of the car and proceeded to follow their mother.
Both having the same thoughts as they neared their destination; hoping this was the correct choice to have made while knowing it was the only one they had.

"Does it blow up?" "Not everything blows up Parker" "Everything blows up silly!" (Parker and Hardison - Leverage)