Prentiss sighed as she sat down. She currently had a slash mark running across one cheek. Although she counted herself lucky. During the night while Ivona screamed and clawed at everything, herself, the others, the floor, she'd torn Morgan to peices. HE currently had ice and many, many bandages wrapped around him like tan snakes. Garcia was squirting antibiotics onto her finger and rubbing them into the nailmarks.

Ivona had screamed bloody murder last night, for hours. Everyone was afraid someone would hear and come to investigate, which would lead to awkward questions.

But then, out of the blue, Ivona stopped screaming. Her eyes shot open and she coughed violently, leaving drops of blood as she coughed. Then she turned to them, tears in her eyes.

"She's won!" But the team just looked confused. Then she explained what she'd seen. Well, almost.

She didn't reveal Reid's descent to madness. She kept that painful peice of information from his team, his family.

Orbus had been sitting in a chair in the corner all morning, staring at the carpet. Prentiss hoped it meant he had a plan. Maybe he had an answer for getting their friends back.

"Why did they leave anyway!" Rossi roared in frustration as he emerged from the bathroom, stripped of his embarrising sailor's outfit and back in fine silks and leather shoes

Ivona looked up, in a few hours she'd aged a few years. Her hair was a mess and Prentiss swore she saw some gray. She was also shaking rather hard.

"Because of me." She said feebly.

Everyone turned to look at her.

"I mean," she started again, going slightly red, "Im guessing one of them figured out that Lyssa was now in two places, and that the two peices of her were the her that was normal and sweet and good natured. The one here, and then the one consumed by dark magic. The one wherever they went. And that the two, being polar opposites so close together on the supernatural plane, were like magnets with both north ends pointing at eachother. They began to repel eachother. But that wasn't so easy since they both had something tying them here. One was tied here through a Seer who had let herself become possessed by her and literally caged her in to keep her from running away," Orbus looked up, fury tinting the edges in his face, "and another tied here to carry out the wishes of her dark master. They both began to repel eachother, and both couldn't get away. So they began to feel the pressure from the repeling action. And so did anyone who was tied to them in anyway." Ivona rubbed her temples.

"So what's going to happen to Reid and JJ?"

A look of concern spasamed across Ivona's face, "Im not sure. Look," she said, trying to calm the suddenly tense looks and mood, "I'll just find them again."

"That easy?" Morgan asked skeptically.

"Now that I know them. It'll be easier to recognize them." And with that the group, after changing into proper clothes, left Ivona's shop as she sunk into a chair, hands at her head as she began to search.

The BAU headquarters was quiet as the team worked. Three hours later and they hadn't heard anything from Ivona.

Garcia walked calmly into the Briefing Room, her laptop cradled in her open palms before being set down onto the wood table. She started typing and opening and closing windows. Most were about the Circus they were investingating, reports of weird activity all across the united states, and a manga she'd been reading during her lunch and coffee breaks to keep her mind off the whole tradgedy.

"Anything?" Prentiss asked sidling up to her.

"No." Garcia said shortly and kept typing.

"Really?"

"Yes. Im rather busy. Go away."

"Sheesh! Sorry Keyboard Princess." Prentiss said, throwing her hands up in defeat.

"First of all," Garcia slammed her hands down on the table and turned to stare at Prentiss, "It's CyberQueen! Second of all, Im trying okay! But when your friends mysteriously disapear into the supernatural unknown its rather hard to find a paper trail of where they went!"

"Sorry!" Prentiss cried scurrying away.

"Thank you." Garcia grumbled, turning back to her laptop. Then she looked around, trying to see if Orbus was anywhere before opening a window to a police report on the strange happenings of a Circus ringleader from the same time as the original Circus Of Dreams and well before that. She started skimming at once.

After a late night, Hotch ordered everyone to return home for a few hours of sleep, everyone promising to call should they figure something out on their long drives home.

While Prentiss drove down the street to her apartment, her cell phone began to vibrate. Flipping it open, she saw Ivona's number flashing across the screen while a picture of her friend smiled up at her.

"Hello?" Prentiss said, hitting the glowing green button.

"Em?" Ivona's voice sounded strained and on the verge of tears.

"Yes?" Prentiss asked, fearing the next sentence.

"I can't find them."

It took a moment for the words to sink in.

"What?"

"I can't find your friend Reid or the other one! I can trace the aura to the police station, but that's it! I can't find them! They're gone!"

"So theyre..."

"I dont know."

It was silent.

"It's your job to find them dangit!" Prentis screamed into the phone, nearly swerving into the car next to her she was so angry!

"I'm trying, but there's nothing to go on! The trails cold!"

"I dont care! Warm it up! Find them or so help me I will never speak to you again!" Prentiss knew it sounded childish but she could barely think straight. It sounded good enough to her.

It was silent on Ivona's end. Prentiss could only hear her own, angry breathing.

"I have an idea, but I'll need acess into the police station tommorow. And your team will need to be there." Then Ivona clicked off and Prentiss was holding her phone, listening to the dial tone.

The police station wasn't to eager to see any of the BAU there again, especially in the company of a psycic, a magnet for weird supernatural things. Like the one that had killed their friend while he was on duty two nights ago.

But Ivona decided to ignore it, choosing instead to direct the BAU team and Orbus towards the hall with the cells running up and down it.

"I can trace them to this spot," she pointed to a spot on the floor, "And then they just disapear. Now, if you'll look, this is the cell where Malifeciis was being held. So obviously she's had something to do with it. I think," Ivona flipped a leather bag slung on to her shoulder open, "If i try to contact someone in this spot, we'll get great reception."

The others stared at her.;

"What?" Orbus asked stupidly, "You remember what happened last time right? I doubt your face would survive another attack!" He pointed at the red scars from where Ivona had clawed herself.

Ivona shrugged her shoulders sheepishly, "From what I can tell things are getting desperate. This is the only way I know how to search for them on such short notice."

"And what would happen if we gave you more time?" Hotch asked to the exasperation of the others.

Ivona shrugged, "Atleast a year, maybe more. Either way, your friends would be to far gone considering its a Black Witch who deals in puppets there trapped by."

Everyone went silent.

"Very well, short way it is." And with that, she placed a white candle on the spot she'd indicated earlier, turned out the lights, and sat infront of the candle as she began to light it.