Haha. Sorry Rogue, but unfortunantly that wasn't a Star Wars refrence. But I suggest everyone remember "luck". It's a good thing to have when you need.

Also, quick pronunciation tip: maleficiis (malafeegeez)

The Witch sat cuffed to the table, staring darkly at the black window where she probably couldn't see them, but they could see her.

And somehow, her eyes were always following Prentiss...

"Sorry I'm late Miss..." Morgan burst into the room, flashing his winning smile.

"Maleficiis." the old woman croaked.

"Nice. Old family name?"

The old woman rolled her eyes and sighed angrily. "Why am I here?"

"Because we've found connections between you and a string of kidnappings and murders Miss Malli."

"Maleficiis!"

"Anyway, we want to hear your side of the story."

"Why should you care?" Maleficiis snarled, "It's not like you've actually got a chance."

"Ah, but see," Morgan leaned across the desk, "one of the kidnapped is a federal agent. so we're not stopping till we've torn down every wall you could have hidden him behind."

"This wall is a special wall Derek." Maleficiis smiled.

"Well im special too Malli."

"Maleficiis!"

"Also, what do these mean?" Morgan through a gold medallion on the table.

"Ah." The Witch smiled, "It's one of Lyssa's coins."

"Lyssa?"

"The little girl? Your lighthaired friend knows all about her. Seeing that she tried to reach one of her puppets. Naughty woman." Maleficiis tutted before giggling quietly.

"Well why don't you tell me something about her?" Morgan asked, sitting down.

"Why?"

"Because I might call you by your proper name Malli. Because you get to go home faster. Because your helping find a federal agent and a little girl. And that's just three reasons."

"Well, then three answers." Maleficiis. "Lyssa is a little girl from the original Circus. She wants to play but only with her Circus, seeing as her father created it for his children. She can't help it she's dead." Maleficiis laughed cruelly.

"Well, where do you come into this?" Morgan asked.

"Me? I come into this in that im going to help Lyssa."

"What's your price?"

"That is for me to know only."

"So Lyssa could end up completely screwed over when your done with her then?"

"That's a fourth question Derek."

"Answer it Malli."

Maleficiis sighed, "I play by the rules Derek."

JJ sat in her bedroom. Will had left for Henry's doctor appointment saying she should get more sleep.

Well she did, and she'd slept way through when she was supposed to go back to the office. Maybe Will might call in for her when he finds her pretending to sleep when he gets home?

That would be nice.

JJ glanced at the clock again, it was 11:00 pm.

Derek sat infront of Maleficiis again... with her smiling down on him. Had she grown a few inches in the two hours he'd left?

"Well, here we are again Derek. Did Aaron force you in here again? I'm flattered he thinks me usefull information but I really must agree with you. Drive me out to the city limits and dump me on the side of the road. Ill walk back."

"Dont tempt me." Morgan snarled before opening his file. Garcia had looked a few things up for him.

Morgan threw a picture of a dark haired little girl in a lacy white summer dress smiling up at the camera. Then a picture of the seven gold coins, and finally a picture of a dark haired middle aged man.

"Lyssa, the coins the Circus sold, and her father. The founder of the Circus of Dreams." Morgan then through another picture infront of Maleficiis, "And that ones a shot of everyone working that Circus." There was a red circle drawn on it, right where Maleficiis stood hunched over. "Now what I dont get Malli, is that this was what? 50 years ago? How can you be an old woman now, and then?"

"How dare you Morgan, asking a woman about her age and looks."

"Whatever. Anyway, your here and there. You know what I think?"

"What?"

"I think you killed everyone in that fire that burned it down. And now your finally feeling guilty over the whole thing so you started kidnapping people to replace the ones you fine toasted. Now where are you keeping them?"

Maleficiis stared at Morgan open mouthed.

"That's just silly dear."

"I dont think so Malli. This picture was taken October 21st, 1952. A week later the whole Circus died in a fire. Everyone dead. Except you." Morgan slammed a fifth picture infront of Maleficiis. It was a burned and completely destroyed tiny body. They were screaming and one burned arm was reaching out towards the camera.

"This is the little girl you burned." Morgan's voice dripping in dangerous anger, "They found her dead, burned alive by a fire that trapped her in her families tent while you were off 'getting help' aways away from the whole scene! Why? You killed an innocent little girl and are now kidnapping people in her name. Why?"

Maleficiis stared at the picture a long time, her face twisting in pure anger, "Derek, I did no such-"

"BS woman!" Derek Morgan screamed, banging his hands on the metal table. "Now you tell me where my friend is! I know you know!"

"Morgan." Hotch opened the door, hoping he was masking his apprehension. Morgan was on less than twenty minutes sleep. He might do anything.

Morgan left the room and Hotch turned to Maleficiis before he closed the door.

"And just so you know, now that we've uncovered this piece of your history, and you not saying much, we now have some cause to hold you here alittle longer."

The look on the old hag's face was enough to satisfy Hotch's irratation for now.

JJ had fallem asleep again, long enough for Will to come home and call in for her. Then, since Henry was teething and from the looks on his face the plastic ring wouldn't last much longer, he'd picked the small child up and taken him to the guest house in their backyard.

JJ still had the medallion in her hand. She'd come in straight from the kitchen this morning and crashed right on the bed, gun on and everything.

The clock struck 2:00 and JJ woke to a thump behind her.