Nicky could see Rosie again, running through the forest, her long hair flying around her. The leaves, the sky, the trees, the dirt... the colors were different, but the scene was the same.

She closed her eyes and went back to that night, all those years ago. Sometimes, reliving it was almost an addiction.

After the man who'd abducted them had thrown them in the lake, Nicky was certain her life--and Rosie's--was about to end. She'd never forget the feeling of her lungs growing tighter as her body begged her to breathe, but if she took in a breath, she'd fill her lungs with lake water.

But then--something cut her hands free. She kicked as hard as she could and swam to the surface. She rose above the water and gasped for air, greeted by the starry night sky. And moments later, Rosie came up, gasping, too.

There was a moment of relief before the fear set back in.

The man came up too, holding a knife.

He had freed them.

Soaking wet, with his clothes stuck to his skinny, bony frame, the man wandered back to the shore as Nicky and Rosie stayed there, petrified. The gun was in his belt, and he sheathed the knife. He turned to them with a smile as they floated in the lake, confused.

"That's how easy it can all go away," he said, smiling.

They could see his face in the moonlight now. It was crooked, his nose long and oblong. And his eyes--they had no soul.

"Let this be a lesson," he said, amused. "I own your lives now. I can take them away whenever I please. If you do as I say, this will go easier for you. Now, get out of the water."

They'd had no choice but to obey.

"Lyons?" Ken's voice pulled Nicky from her reverie.

Her eyes snapped to him. He was across the table from her in the motel, frowning, his loose-fitting shirt partially unbuttoned. His eyes were intense and bore into her.

"You good?" he asked.

Nicky shifted away. It was uncomfortable to know that Ken was starting to know her enough to recognize when she was in another world.

"Yeah, I'm fine, she lied.

"What were you thinking about?" he asked.

"Nothing," she answered quickly. But then she sighed, reminding herself of her whole honesty policy as a leader. "Just... my sister again. Id really rather not talk about it." She shook her head. "Id rather focus on our current case. We're gonna go over everything again, okay?"

Ken nodded. "We'll find her."

Nicky tried to smile. "Yeah, we will. You see anything relevant?"

Ken let out a sigh as he flipped through a file. "Not really. I don't see how these cases could be connected."

"No, me neither," Nicky said. "But we have to cover all our bases. Let me go through these again. Maybe I'll find something we missed."