Prentiss blinked, "What?"
Ivona rolled her eyes in mock exasperation, "Come on." and she headed up a nearby stairway.
Prentiss and Garcia lay in seperate hospital beds, curtains open and breathing tubes inserted up their noses. They breathed slowly, like they were asleep. The Doctors had decided they were merely collapsed from being overworked, so he wasn't to worried when their breathing became lighter all of a sudden.
Only a short time later a dark haired woman opened the door, knocking softly.
"Knock knock." She smiled, "Can I just have a few minutes with 'em?" She smiled sweetly, a total contrast to the image she'd peiced together with black leather and large, silver necklaces.
"Well, only a few minutes I guess." He decided, replacing Garcia's chart to her bed. He sauntered out slowly.
"Finally," JJ said from the corner where she and the other two female FBI agents stood, "Some privacy."
Prentiss and Garcia walked slowly to their bodies, unsure of what to do.
Garcia placed a tentative hand on her sleeping form's head, and felt herself slowly sucked in.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" And she was gone, only to jerk forward in the hospital bed, having full control of her body again and breathing deeply.
"Wow!" She looked up at Ivona, now the only one she could see, "That was a ride!"
Ivona snorted, only to hear Prentiss shoot upward as she too re-entered her body.
"That was cool." she smiled, looking at Garcia.
"Glad you liked it, now I'll go check on the boys." and with that she swept from the room.
Morgan had charged head first into his body, not bothering to look around at the scene. The result was he startled the nurse attending him as he jerked forward, reinflating with air that was not there before. She slammed into a tray of instruments before making contact with the foot of Rossi's bed as he too shot up. The nurse quickly ran from the room.
"Shame," Morgan said, getting up, "She was cute."
Rossi rolled his eyes, turning to see Hotch regaining his body and already climbing out of bed.
"Hurry," He said, giving a pointed look to the both of them, "Ivona will run in here any minute now to check on us."
"Crap." Rossi whipped out of bed and began searching the room for his clothes. He found them in a plastic bag in the closet along with Morgan and Hotch's underneath them.
"Suit up boys!" Rossi called, tossing the clothes to their proper owners, "We need to go find the girls."
Ivona met the men halfway to their room, fully clothed and nearly crashing into her.
"Where's Prentiss and the others?" Hotch asked.
"Getting ready." Ivona said simply.
"Ah, hold on," JJ tapped Ivona on the shoulder, "Where's my body?"
Ivona blinked, "Where you last left it duh."
JJ stood there, feeling slightly embarressed but mostly infuriated.
"Thanks for explaining it to me." She snapped, turning and running down the stairs, out the door, and down the road, running to her house.
Running to Will...
Will sat in the easy chair by the corner, holding his son close to him.
Will LaMontague had seen alot of hard things on the force: death's of partners, teammates, his own civilian friends. He'd watched families tear themselves apart in interrogation rooms, at the scenes of crimes, in the cells when they were sure they'd been caught. He'd seen grieving mothers and fathers confirm their childrens bodies and vice versa, and he'd himself delivered the heart breaking news to families that their loved ones had been found, but not saved. He'd seen alot of hard things, things that had made his higher ups and fellow officers lose face and break down. Not that he himself had always been able to keep a composed, apathetic face. He himself could remember losing face before a widowed elderly mother of two who'd just lost those two. He'd blown up in the face of a child molester, and he himself had thrown the first punch when a drug dealer had leered to him outside a bar when they'd been released.
William LaMontague had seen hard, painful things.
But he couldnt believe they'd all seem so minor compared to walking in on his son, standing in his crib, asking his father where "mama" was. And crying when the child realized Mama wasn't coming around anytime that morning. And it was worse than on the mornings when JJ was on a case, this time Will didn't know when, or how, his wife would be back.
Suddnenely the lights started flickering, even though it was a sunny mid-day, no clouds in the sky. A
"I know I paid the electric bill." Will muttered, getting up and walking towards the light ficture in the middle of the room, holding his son.
The lights continued to flicker rapidly, every bulb in the house firing on and off rapidly.
Ku-THUNK!
"Henry, stay close to me okay?" Will whispered to his son who nodded blankly to him, "Ok daddy."
Will passed his closet in the hallway, he opened it up and reached into a brown box in a dark corner of the closet on the top shelf.
"I'll be darn stupid if anything happens to the rest of my family while I'm around!" he whispered to himself.
K-Think! the sound came from farther down the hall, near the back of the house.
Will instictively pressed his son closer to him as he crept down the hall. On the way he passed Henry's room, the door wide open. He pressed the door open slightly, looking through the crack into the dark room.
K-Fink!
The sounds came from farther down the hall! But the only room that was left was...
The master bedroom!
Will hadn't been in there since JJ disapeared. No one had entered there after the cops had finished examining the crime scene. He was sure the room was begining to get dusty since it'd been left to neglect...
Will looked from Henry's room to his... then kept walking.
"Better your with me." He smiled down at his son, who was still playing with his Cat in the Hat book, pointing the Cat out to his father.
Then Will began taking quiet steps towards the room, gun raised in the other hand ready to defend what was left of his family.
JJ groaned... Returning to the physical world had not been a pleasent endeavor...
When she'd stepped into the room, she'd felt drawn to the burn marks on the floor.
The place where she'd been abducted by Lyssa.
JJ knelt down, feeling the floor where the marks had been burned into her floor.
And then the floor began pulling at her, like gravity had increased where she knelt. She resisted, pulling at herself, trying to keep herself upright, trying to get onto her own two feet.
K-THUNK!
JJ hit the floor, body laid out and pressed heavily to the floor. JJ couldn't move... she could barely breathe!
'No!' JJ thought, real fear exploding inside her, 'I was so close!'
She struggled alittle more, trying to lift something from the floor!
K-Think! JJ felt her whole bpdy shudder, and then a wave of pain fly up her body. JJ shut her eyes, the world exploded around her! Suddenely her whole frame felt weathered and frail, like she'd been working endlessly until just now. Every fiber screaming for rest. Her throat felt dry and scratchy, she was parched!
JJ felt a scream rip from her throat. It felt like she was being stabbed with knives everywhere, every inch of her body was exploding in fire!
K-Fink!
JJ's body jerked once, and then everything melted away, all the pain and pressure holding her down. JJ opened her eyes to her cieling above, as the sounds of footsteps and the door opening slowly reached her ears.
JJ coughed, holding her head and slowly getting up. Her stiff back muscles protesting at certain points.
"Mama!" Henry exploded, begining to fidget and wrestle his way out of his fathers arms. Wanting to get down and run to JJ.
"JJ?" Will asked shakily, almost desperatly.
"Will!" JJ screamed, forgeting her pains and getting up. Will put Henry down and let JJ run into his arms, lifting her off her feet and spinning her around a few times before setting her down and kissing her passionantly.
"Where you go Mama?" Henry pulled at JJ's pant leg a few times, determined for attention.
JJ broke from her kiss, breathing deeply and looked down at her baby.
"Mommy went on a trip sweetie," JJ hugged her son tightly, "She went to see a dear friend who was in trouble." She lifted him up, ignoring the tired arms protests.
"But Mommy's back now," JJ smiled, leaning her and Henry into Will and kissing her husband again.
Henry hugged his mom back, "Me too!"
JJ laughed and kissed her son on the forehead, never having been so grateful, or feeling so much love for and from him or her husband...
Her family was back together, forever...
Ivona sat in the waiting room inside the ER, waiting for the rest of the group to come back.
"Miss?" A nurse walked up to her, holding a clipboard.
"Yes?" Ivona asked, getting up.
"Spencer, the man you arrived in the ambulance with earlier, is asking for you. We managed to get him stabalized and on the right meds, so you'll be allowed a few minutes."
"Thank you." Ivona smiled, walking behind her as the nurse led her down the hall to a hospital room.
He sat propped up by the raised hospital bed and pillows, an IV stuck in his elbow. He looked half dead, dark circles under pale eyes, surrounded by pale skin. His hair was lank and dead, hanging around his thin, miserable face.
Ivona took one look at him and turned to the nurse, "I, ah, think we need to hold this conversation in private." She smiled warmly at the nurse who merely nodded and walked quickly out of the room.
"Reid?" Ivona inquired.
"Orbus." Orbus snapped.
Ivona frowned, "I thought you wanted to leave that body."
"How? And how is he gonna get back inside? You said you couldn't sense him anymore."
Ivona sat on the foot of the bed, thinking hard.
"Well, he and Lyssa fought off Malifeciis together right?" Orbus nodded, "And both their soul fragments ignited, and so Im guessing he probably went wherever Lyssa went."
So he is dead!" Orbus cried.
"Not necassarily." Ivona said, "If you'll remember, his soul went with Lyssa, but his body is here."
"So? The second I leave it'll be lifeless."
"No, how do you think he found us the first time?"
"Lucky guess?" Orbus grinned. Ivona rolled her eyes and continued.
"No, there is a thing connecting the body and soul, it's called the spirit. When somone dies the spirit and soul are snapped from the body, disconnecting them."
"So what?" Orbus shrugged.
"Well, if Reid was able to show up in that police station right were you are, then maybe his spirit hasn't disconnected from the body. If you left he might be able to find his way back."
"Are you sure?" Orbus asked warily.
"Positive." Ivona smiled, but something about it seemed plastic, unreal. Like she was lying to his face.
"I can tell your lying about being sure about it, but I don't wanna be in this scrawny body any longer anyway. What do I have to do?"
Ivona smiled, then leaned over and placed a hand on Orbus' pale forehead.
"Mori."
Orbus felt everything drain from his body, and then the world went black.
The last thing he heard was the heart moniter he was connected to begin to freak out...