Hello!
So..., I was reading some of the reviews and when I read Rogue's and went back and looked at it... he was right -_-
Oh well, they cant all be winners. So i guess its sorta a cliffhanger? Maybe? _
Anyway... dont hate me for the weird turn of events. :p
And review! it gets young fbi agents saved faster! watch, i'll prove it! :D
Orbus stared at the boards, his eyes lingering on the photos of his former coworkers and Lyssa.
"We've been around that much?" he asked himself seeing the map with the dozens of yellow pins.
"It's everywhere one of your cast has turned up dead. I'm guessing thats when they become Pawns?" Hothc approached the Circus man slowly.
"Okay, then if the original Circus died there," Orbus placed his finger on the map, "And the current spot is there," he dragged his finger to where two yellow pins had been placed, one for the original Ringmaster and one for the late highwire man, "That's odd."
"What?" Prentiss asked.
"Well, we've never returned to the original site. We've set up in that exact spot. So why are the dots all spread out?" It was true. Only two were in the current location of the Circus of Dreams. The rest were spread out around the state. Very far away, the closest was about five miles in to the nearest town.
"So you dumped the bodies. What's so odd about that?"
"No. We didn't." Orbus said gravely, "They alway's just... left. But only when they could be replaced. I remember, I wasn't umm... given a new body until it was laying there before me." He said uneasily. He could see Reid seething by the window out of the corner of his eye. JJ stood close to the FBI agent, a protective hand on his arm.
"So Malifeciis just drove out and dumped the body when you weren't looking?" Garcia guessed.
"No. I was always around her." Orbus said, "Besides how's a century old witch going to be able to renew a drivers license time and time agian without being noticed. I mean, that face is pretty hard to forget." Orbus grinned at the insult.
"So if the Carny's didn't do it," Garcia verntured, "And the Hag Bag can't drive, they moved on their own?"
"I guess, and we prefer the term 'Preformer' Dear Lady." Orbus nodded.
"Then why didn't your... old body... show up somewhere else?" Prentiss asked. "Where was it anyway? We searched that Circus and we didn't find any dead corpses until he walked right out infront of us."
"I... don't know." Orbus said carefully, "I was kept on a short leash but I didn't see everything the Black Witch did." He looked at the board carefully, not making eye contact with anyone.
Prentiss and Hotch shared a raised eyebrow and it was understood: Orbus was hiding something.
Reid stared at his body. Moving on the accord of someone else entirely. Someone else manipulating his body and his team knew, and did nothing to fix it.
It was easy to see it irked him a little bit.
Stepped infront of his line of sight, placing hands on both his shoulders.
"I said, Come on!" She finally pulled him by the ear out of the room.
"Ow ow ow ow!" Reid said as they brushed past the doorway, "Where are we going?"
"To do a little Detective Work."
Malifeciis was left to her lonesome self inside her holding cell. All she had to do all day was sit back and watch the little spider in the corner make its web.
And watch what Orbus was doing of course.
She sat against the wall with her eyes closed, breathing deeply and slowly as she watched Orbus stare at the board and trace his finger along familiar routes she'd forced him to travel for decades.
It wasn't nearly as intresting as watching Reid and the Blonde woman sneak out of the room.
And they were walking right to her.
"Fools." She croaked, a smile etching up her face.
"What are we doing in here?" Reid groaned. The Witch, who he really didn't want to tangle with again anyway, was staring at him. Or maybe the brick wall behind him?
"I wanna ask a few questions." JJ said innocently.
"What would you possibly have to ask her that the others havent already?"
JJ just stuck her tounge out at Reid and turned around to face the Witch. The Witch smiled pleasantly at the media liason.
JJ leaned against the bars, staring intently at the Black Witch.
"How come only some of the cast performers end up as Pawn's?"
Malifeciis stared at JJ haughtily, "What use would I have for a broken Puppet?"
"That's the thing, Morgan told me what Orbus said, his old body was always getting out from under his control and you kept him."
Malifeciis rolled his eyes, "There are more ways to classify a puppet as 'Broken' young lady. He was alive at least. Other's are beyond magic, or atleast the magic that I need them for."
"You're very helpfull you know." JJ commented, "Why incriminate yourself?"
"Because Magic conquers Might my pretty." Malifeciis sneered.
Reid grabbed JJ's arm, starteling her, "Let's go, I think Ivona's looking for us."
"Ah that's her name." the Witch sneered, "Tell that brat to stay away from me."
"Ok, she can give you her reply in person." Reid said sarcastically.
"I'll be waiting for it."
Ivona walked softly around the station, whispering the names of the resident spirits.
"Reid... JJ... Guys?"
"Need something?" Reid asked behind her, grinning when she jumped a little. Ivona turned around and smiled plasticaly, "Not funny."
"Very funny. What do you need?" Reid answered.
"You and JJ on a short leash."
"Why do all witches want spirits on short leashes?" Reid remarked.
"I am not a witch, I am a seer." Ivona said haughtily.
"Your weird and you dress like a goth." Reid said flatly.
Ivona rolled her eyes, walking back into the office where the rest of Reid's team sat, staring at Orbus who was talking about his Circus.
"I don't see how the routine would help with this." Orbus said uneasily.
"Maybe theres something we could use to trigger Lyssa into doing something." Prentiss reasoned.
"She's been watching for decades. The only one's she'd probably remember would be the ones she saw in her little world." Orbus said.
"Then anything special you did with her?" Morgan asked.
"You spent Saturday mornings with her." Reid said.
Orbus jerked his head up at Reid's injection into the conversation.
"How did you know that?"
"You did something special with her?" an unsuspecting Morgan asked.
"I saw it on my way here. I lived it for a few minutes. Then this weird thing happened where everyone ended up in dresses and sailor suits happened and Birthday parties and then JJ and I got the hell out of there." Reid said at the same time.
"Orbus?" Morgan asked, seeing Orbus' concentrated expression as he stared into, what Morgan thought, was space. Orbus held up a finger.
"Well the last Saturday she really had was the one on her Birthday. The next week..."
"Oh Reid's here." the Detective said unhelpfully.
"Thank you Detective." Hotch said plainly.
"And did everyone wear sailor suits?" Reid asked.
"Only one little boy, he was the trapeze artist's son."
"And she wore a big poofy dress?"
"Yes."
"I have an idea." JJ said suddenely.