Reid lurched for the window, ripping the blinds up. Everything outside was normal. The bird house he'd set out there out of sheer boredom after getting kidnapped and on leave for a few months was sitting out there, filled but in serious need of a paint job.

His ratty tennis shoes were in the same place he'd left them, by the window.

Reid ran into his bathroom and looked into the mirror. searching for ghosts or smoke anywhere in the reflection. Nothing. Just a mirror.

Reid walked carefully into the hallway, the slightest sound sent him jumping a mile a minute.

So when the phone rang he almost died!

"He-hello?" he asked breathlessly.

"It's time to bring Lyssa home." a woman said.

"What?"

"David, I want you to bring Lyssa home."

"My name is Spencer." Reid said stupidly.

"Bring Lyssa home."

"She is home." Reid said, trying anything to get out of this conversation. His hand was glued to the phone and his arm was locked. It wouldn't listen to him. It wouldn't put the phone down.

"I want my baby."

"You already have her!" Reid shouted! "You already have her and she has all of us! Leave me alone! Leave me alone and go away!"

A whoosh and suddenely he heard his TV snap on.

A kids cartoon was playing.

"Uncle Orbus!" Lyssa called from the couch, looking like a regular nine year old in pink footie pajamas with a bowl of cereal sitting in her lap.

"I didn't even know I had that cereal." Reid said to himself.

"You always buy it when I stay over!" Lyssa smiled, smiling a toothy grin and showing off the spaces inbetween her canine teeth.

"I do." Reid just stated.

"Watch TV with me!" She held her small hand to him.

"Sure." Reid said, very unsure of himself. He took her hand and sat watching TV with her. He didn't recognize the cartoon, but it was a story about a group of grown ups, seven people. Each of tehm were different, but they all wanted to be around eachother. Then one of the characters decided to run away and the six others looked for them at first, but then gave up and played with eachother. The odds were more even now anyways. So the seventh one left the show and Reid didn't see him in any of the other episodes.

"Uncle Orbus," Lyssa said afterawhile, "Why does Granny Mal hate you?"

"Who?"

"Granny Mal. She has that pet bird. And she throws dirt at you when you walk by her." Lyssa said, very sincere.

"I dont know why?"

"She said she'd take you away when she found you. She said she hated you." Lyssa looked very sad, her chin quivering.

Reid leaned foreward and took Lyssa's jaw in his hand, "Who are you? Why are we here?" He asked softly.

Lyssa stared at him for awhile, before she blinked, "Your not Uncle Orbus."

"I'm sorry." Reid was. He was sorry she was alone. This didn't seem like the girl from before, who'd tried to kill him.

"Where is he?" Lyssa asked angrily.

"I don't know. I'm trying to find him. Where am I now?"

"I'm hiding from Granny Mal. She wants me. But only that scary part of me. It was going to eat me." Lyssa, as if in fear from the very thought, hugged Reid around the neck very close. She whimpered a little in fear.

Reid hugged her back, picking her up so she wouldnt strangle him when he stood up.

"I'm scared." Lyssa whispered in his ear.

"Ill protect you." Reid said distractedly, walking around the house as the day quickly turned to night, looking for something, he didn't know what though.

"Maybe its where we first met." Lyssa said, smiling.

Reid gave her an odd, tired, look. Then he walked into his bedroom slowly, where on his bed sat a little bunny dressed as a Circus ringleader. Lyssa squealed and jumped out of Reid's arms onto the bed, scooping up the bunny in her arms.

The phone rang again, but Reid ignored it.

Lyssa was crying, and the bunny was too.

"Where's Orbus?" She asked.