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Chapter 18

Emily POV

"When can I meet him?" I asked the woman that cleaned the blood off my skin. My vision was becoming clearer, the ringing was diminishing, and my head ached less. For a crazy cult member, she was a good caretaker. "Charlie, when can I meet him?"

"Don't worry, Mary," She whispered. "You'll meet Charlie in due time. But Charlie won't be home for a while. Charlie's got things to do."

I hid an eye roll. I hated being called a different name. I thought I was done with that shit after getting out of Interpol. After being done with going undercover. I put on a fake smile. Fake it til you make it in crazy town. Besides, if I played submissive, I hoped she would let me out of this box.

"What's your name?" I asked her, trying to sound polite. I wanted her to trust me. I wanted to use her eventually.

"My name's Sadie," She told me. "Don't you want me to help you get changed? Get out of this bloody clothing. We have clothes in your size. But of course, we share clothes here."

Sadie. As in Sadie Mae Glutz. The real Sadie from the original Family, her real name was Susan Atkins. The ruthless killer for Charles Manson. Only, the girl in front of me obviously wasn't Susan Atkins (who was in prison). And then the name 'Mary' made sense. Manson's first girl in the Family had the name, Mary Brunner. Everything was coming together in my mind. This wasn't just a reincarnation for Charlie. This was a reincarnation for everyone. And for some twisted reason, they thought I was Mary Brunner.

"I'd like some new clothes," I told her in a very light voice, hoping she wouldn't see through my lies. I was hoping that she'd take these chains off of me so I could change.

She smiled at me as a kid would. Like Susan Atkins did on trial when the prosecution talked about how she stabbed Sharon Tate and her unborn child.

"Perfect!" She squealed and clapped her hands. "I'll get Katie to get some clothes for you. I'll be back in one second. Is there anything else you could need? Food? Water?"

I put on a sweet little smile, knowing that what I was going to ask was going to be a long shot. "Can I get my phone? I'd like to call my family and tell them I won't be going home. I'm with my new Family now."

She frowned and shook her head. "I'm sorry, Mary. We don't have any phones here on the ranch. And Charlie wouldn't allow it. Anything else?"

"No, but Sadie? Where are we exactly? Are we on a ranch?"

She laughed. "Don't worry, Mary. No one can get you here. We're in the middle of nowhere. Charlie knew the exact place where we wouldn't get caught. Charlie keeps us safe here. Charlie will keep you safe."

"Safe from what, Sadie? Helter Skelter? The war?"

She shook her head. "The only war is inside our heads, Mary. Helter Skelter is coming. We will rise and we will fly. When will kill all of our demons inside our heads."

JJ POV

When the bomb dropped about the engagement, I thought all of us were wondering how well we really knew Emily. She did tell me about her father, but that was when she was drunk. But she kept a lot of her life a secret. I wasn't angry like everyone else was. Instead, I felt pity for the missing brunette. I wondered how alone she must have felt with all of those secrets that she thought she had to keep.

Olsen was keeping Spence busy by showing him all the locations of the murders. He was going from the geographical profile to trying to understand the words written in blood in the latest crime scene. Wakowski was showing Derek all the pictures of the bodies and gave him all the details from the crime scenes. Nunez showed Rossi all the information they had gathered about the victims.

Tyburczy, Delmonico, Hotch, and I discussed theories. Everything seemed to take forever. I wanted to do something else to help her. It felt pointless just sitting around trying to come up with answers we had no way to prove or disprove.

We needed Emily. Without her, it felt incomplete. Like we couldn't put the pieces together.

Apparently, there were references of a cult around town. There were whispers about teenagers and people in their twenties that disappeared, leaving notes behind stating they were going to live with a new Family. But there were no names of places, leaders, or anything that could help us find Emily. The parents of all these people didn't seem to care enough to find their children. This was probably now apart of the new victimology. Kids who didn't have parents that cared. Emily fit that perfectly.

"Okay," Derek commented loudly, causing all of us to turn to him. "There must be a lot of people in this Family. Which means a lot of mouths to feed. A lot of weapons to buy. A big place to live in. Maybe we have to find the money trail."

Finally, something that we could actually work on.

"Baby girl-" Morgan started.

"Already on it, Chocolate Thunder," Penelope interrupted. "Give me some time. This might take a while."

We all nodded. At least it was something. A little hope.

Emily POV

I was wrong. 'Sadie' must have been more intuitive than I thought. She wouldn't take off my chains so that I could put my clothes on. She took my shirt, bra, and pants off and put on this flowing dress over me. It was awkward, to say the least.

"You'll get used to it," Sadie told me. "We all help each other get changed here. Some days we don't wear clothes at all. It's all natural."

I hid another eye roll. There was no way this cult was natural at all. I hoped that I could find a way out or that the team could find me before I had to experience seeing all of these people nude.

"When do I get to talk to Charlie?" I asked her again, trying to sound excited rather than angry.

"Soon, I promise. You'll get to see Charlie. And everything will make sense. It's an out of body experience, I tell you. When you meet Charlie for the first time. It's like the world stops moving and everything makes sense. But don't worry," she explained. "Leslie's coming. Tex got a good supply."

I understood the names (two original Manson Family members and killers) but I didn't understand what she meant by 'supply.'

"Supply of what?"

Sadie grinned like a child who finally got a piece of candy. "It'll be the best trip of your life."

Things are about to get very intense very quickly. For all of you good people out there not knowing the drug lingo, 'trip' refers to a drug trip (AKA experience/hallucination). It's about to get crazy.

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