So... yeah... intense, fast, and an added turn last chapter...

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Hotch looked around. The mirrored halls were incredibly dark, and he could only see a few feet out in each direction. But he heard whispers coming from all around them.

Garcia curled up next to the unconcious Reid, cradiling his head in her lap while looking over her shoulder every once in awhile to see if she could see the things whispering in the darkness.

Morgan still sat against the wall, and Prentiss joined him, still shaking from her encounter with Lyssa.

Rossi took off his coat and made a makeshift pillow to put under JJ's head.

Hotch guessed they were safe... for now.

JJ felt like she was floating... real but unreal at the same time. Was she dreaming? Was it possible to fall asleep in the spirit world? It must, she reasoned, Reid did.

When he was under the control of Malifeciis A voice hissed in the fuzzy, sleeping part of her mind somewhere.

So did I lose? Did we all lose? Did she win and take us all over? JJ didn't like these thoughts pestering her while she tried to sleep. She tried to push them away, but they kept coming back, like snakes they hissed thoughts in her ears.

Where's Reid? Where's Lyssa? Where's Orbus? Where's the team? Where's Henry? Where's Will?

Why are you asleep? You should be helping Reid and Ivona return you to the spirit world. Can you even really sleep? Your a spirit. Are you dead... permanently?

WAKE UP!

The last one screamed at her. JJ shook her head, wake up wake up wake up wake up!

JJ jerked awake, coughing like she'd been holding her breath and her lungs only just now remembered they needed air.

"JJ?" someone asked above her. They sounded worried.

JJ kept coughing, it felt like dust and particles had built up in her lungs and throat. She couldnt talk, couldnt breathe, couldnt stop coughing!

She felt someone pick her up and lay her over there knee. They started hitting her back.

JJ finally felt someoff the blockage let up, and air rushed into her grateful lungs.

"Kuu-uhh! UHH!"

"JJ?" JJ's eyes were bleary, but through the tears she made out the figure of Rossi crouching infront of her, looking concerned, Morgan had her across his leg while he hit her in the back with rythmic blows from the heel of his hand.

JJ coughed once more, then took a deep, rushed breathe, throwing her arms around to get Morgans attention to stop.

"Stop! Stop! Let her breathe." Rossi directed, helping Morgan manuver her into a sitting position on the floor.

JJ sat there, her head fuzzy and confused. She felt dazed and dehydrated. Waves of nausea rolled over her.

"Wh-what happened?" She rasped.

"You tell us." Morgan said, "You and Reid disapeared the night of the seance.

Reid? Reid!

"Where's Reid?" JJ asked.

"Oh, he's unconcious. Garcia's watching him." Morgan gestured behind him. "JJ, waht happened? You were coughing up-"

"No! No! Get her away from him!" JJ cried frantically, adrenaline giving her strength to look around the room.

"JJ!" Morgan was pinning her arms to her sides, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Reid's insane! He tried to kill me! That witch! Thing! They tortured him! He can't be trusted! He doesn't even recognize me anymore!"

"What do you mean? JJ what's going on here? You two disapear, then we find you preforming in this... Circus for Ghosts or whatever, then you literally cough up a bucket of dirt!"

"That's not impor- What?" JJ asked stunned. That wasn't dust?

Morgan pointed to the floor behind him. A pile of moist dirt sat there, untouched.

The dirt brought on a flash of memories. Horrid memorys, memorys JJ wanted to forget!

So JJ told them to her friends instead.

(Sometime after chapter 43, but long before chapter 45)

JJ felt like she was suffocating. The Witch had waved her hand over JJ's face, and JJ had literally fallen into darkness.

She couldn't scream, couldn't breathe, couldn't do anything! Just lay still as she fell for what felt like forever!

Someone! Anyone! Help me!

Then, as suddenely as it had started, She felt herself hit the hard ground. But instead of a sickening crack, or her body splatting, she just bounced alittle and was still.

What's happening?

The ground was cold, and when JJ opened her eyes, she was surrounded by mirrors!

Oh not this again!

But it was. The room where Lyssa had tried to attack her, where she'd seen a ghostly woman appear in the mirror, where Reid had saved her by smashing the glass...

Except he's not coming now...

JJ could only sit up and look around. All the mirrors looked like they were in perfect condition. No cracks or signs of repair.

And no ghosts gliding across the glass either.

But there was a burned and mangled corpse sitting crumpled in the corner of the room. A corpse that was looking at her with peircing, bloodthirsty eyes and a cruel, toothy smile on it's lips.

"No. No! NO! STOP!" JJ screamed as it started to crawl on burned hands and knees towards her. "STOP! GETAWAY!" JJ started crab-walking backwards, fast as she could. Trying to get away from Lyssa. Faster, faster, she might actually be able to get away from-

WHAM! JJ hit the mirrored wall, cracking her head. Through the pained tears she saw the burned corpse getting closer.

"AHH!" JJ screamed, ghostly arms shooting out from the mirror when she tried to run and pinned her to the glass! "NO! SOMEONE! HELP ME! REID!" She screamed.

Lyssa pounced on her and threw her to the floor, keeping one hand on JJ's throat. Then she sat ontop of JJ and placed her other hand around her throat like the first. Then she began to press into JJ's throat, cutting off JJ's airway.

JJ choked, sputtering and gasping as she was suffocated.

No! Not like this! Was her only thought as she gave into the fear that she was truly about to die.

Then, probably in her oxygen-starved delerium, JJ could have sworn Lyssa's insane, burned face turned to the un-scarred face of one of her best friends and team mate.

To her, it looked like Reid, in crazed delerium, was trying to choke out her life.

And then the black edges of her vision consumed her sight, and JJ was gone. The last thing she heard was a nervous giggle.

The next thing JJ knew, it felt like she was spinning around, cold air hugging her arms as she felt them move around as she spun and jumped around in a large tent, under a blue spotlight.

It felt unreal, like a dream.

So JJ assumed she was dreaming, and she felt herself pulled into the deep recesses of her brain as unconciousness reclaimed her and she knew nothing else.