The car smelled dirty. There were cans of beer sprawled out on the floor inside the car. "Hop right in." the man said, clearing off the three seats in the back of the van. "Um, thank you." JJ said, taking the far seat. Reid sat in the middle and Morgan on the other end. "Do you like it? It's a little dirty, but you like it?"the man asked, lighting a cigarette in the front seat. "Yes." Reid said, causing the man to grin widely, exposing his yellowed teeth. "I did it!" the man yelled to the passenger seat that was empty. The man cracked open a beer bottle and placed it on the seat next to his. "I knew I could do it. They like it, they said so themselves!" the man yelled to the empty passenger seat. Reid looked at JJ in shock. The man, still in the front seat was yelling, unable to hear the conversations behind him. "This mans a paranoid schizophrenic." Reid said under his breath, quietly. "How do you know?" Morgan asked. "It all makes sense now!" Reid said enthusiastically, letting out a small sigh. "He doesn't know how to stop. He can't. It's possible he doesn't even know that we're not children. He's looking to prove that he is good enough. Good enough to take care of us." Reid said as his eyes widened and his eyebrows darted to the middle of the two eyes. "That's, that's it! He's a paranoid schizophrenic, he, he could've killed his wife, or, his kids, or they were taken away from him. They were taken. JJ, he said he didn't want them to take us away. The kids, they were taken away." Reid said looking at JJ, shocked by his discoveries. "How does this help?" JJ asked, confused and overwhelmed. "We need to act like this voice, this person he sees and feels with him every moment is real. And we need to know who they are." Reid said, watching the man let out small puffs of smoke from his cigarette. JJ and Morgan nodded their heads, as they pulled into the parking lot of the mall.