Here is my new story, hope you enjoy it, it will be rated for strong themes (warning: deals with rape and aftermath) Please let me know how you feel about this... your opinions are valued :)

I don't own Criminal Minds...yet an other sad fact of reality

~Ash

Sitting in Derek's driveway she didn't know whether or not she should go and ring the doorbell or just go home. Kevin had been a great guy, at least she thought, she never envisioned it to get to a place like this, he never gave off the impression he'd ever hurt her. She sits here with a possible broken arm, a body full of bruises, a bloody lip, and a rape kit in her future that proves otherwise. She thinks back to what occurred no more than 10 minutes ago.

Penelope walked in her boyfriend's front door after a long case and he was sitting on his couch drinking a beer.

"hey baby, drinking again?" She said with a joking tone

"Yes, I'm drinking what does it matter to you?"

"Sorry Kev, just joking around, is there one for me?"

"No, I drank them all" He said nonchalantly

"Kevin I bought those yesterday, why would you drink an entire 12 pack? Seriously, have you given up on anything nonalcoholic?"

Kevin stood up to face her and snapped "For your fucking information, it's none your damn business"

"I believe otherwise, we can't keep wasting money on beer and cheep vodka."

"Why not, you work so damn much, you should be rolling in the bucks"

"Kevin, you know I'm salaried, that means, as you should know, that I don't work by an hourly rate."

"All that work for nothing and you still don't come home for me. You save all your good energy for the BA fucking U. "

"Kevin, I think you need to get some sleep" She went to put her hand on his shoulder to guide home towards the bedroom as he was trying to stand up but failing miserably.

"DON'T TOUCH ME, YOU FILTHY WHORE, DO YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU AND MORGAN." He yelled at her

"I have never done anything with him; he is just my best friend, baby I'm with you, not him. Why don't you just get some sleep?"

"STOP SAYING THAT, YOU LYING BITCH" He yelled as he grabbed her by the left arm and threw her against the wall. The impact to her right arm that had been across her chest, radiated up to her shoulder, the pain was more than she had experienced in a while.

"Kevin, ouch, let go of me" She begged as he tightened the grip on her arm. The begging was no use, he was seeing red and began to lift her dress, She knew what was coming, "Stop Kevin, no…..Please don't do this."

He just laughed, "I'm going to make it so you don't even remember his fucking name you hear me?" He said as pushed her harder against the wall. She saw him reach for something but couldn't quite make it out since the room she had entered was dim, only a broken lamp to illuminate her surroundings. She felt herself being throwing on table next to where they were, he pushed on her back so her face was pushed into the cheap wooden table and that is when she figured out what he grabbed… her hair brush. When the cascade of whacks from the brush landed on her ass and all she could do was cry and plead for him to stop

"Kevin, stop this hurts…. Ke…vin" She knew the attempt was futile, and just let out heartbreaking sobs.

She prepared for the next whack…when it never came she became optimistic but that is when she felt him rip her dress and place himself at her entrance. 'Oh God please no!' She thought as he entered her. The pain was unbearable, she didn't want this, she was dry and the blood started to drip a little as he tore her. She didn't know how long it have been, it felt like forever but when he finally came, she felt relieved as he exited her and proceeded to pass out on the dining room floor. She didn't waste any time, she grabbed her stuff and ran towards the door

"Where do you think you are going?"

She spun around to see Kevin leaning against the table she had been previous pushed onto. He stocked towards her and she knew he would kill her if he got ahold of her so she just ran. He caught her before she reached the door, throwing her on the floor and proceeded to kick her in the stomach. She pulled him down to the ground, remembering Derek teaching her self defense one day after work. She put his head into the coffee table after wrestling for what seems to be forever. She stood up as he let go of, she ran for the door and once in her car she drove to the first place she thought of that was safe.

Now here she was, in Derek Morgan's driveway, not sure what to do. She could go up to his door and tell him but that would make it all real, every terrible moment really had happened. She was then jolted out of her thoughts when she saw the porch light come on, it was 2am, he shouldn't be awake. Clooney came out the front door before Derek, she hoped she could stay and not be seen but when Clooney ran to her car she knew that it was a foolish thought. She opened the door to allow the overgrown puppy to see her, when she got out of the car she just stood staring at Derek. Her hair was a mess, her dress was torn, a bloody lip, a few visible bruised on her arms. The look of shock in his eyes caused her to collapse into a fit of sobs in the middle of her best friend's driveway.

He watches her fall to the ground in tears; he didn't even waste a minute before running towards her, pushing Clooney out of the way. He sat down on the pavement, in almost one motion leaned against Pen's car, pulled her into his lap and held her close to his chest. Her face went into the crook of his neck that was now wet from her tears.

"Shhh baby girl, I've got you." He gently rocked her, trying to calm her down, while rubbing in a circular motion on her back.

He wasn't sure how this happened but who ever decided it was a good idea to mess with his baby girl had another thing coming. He rocked her until her sobs subsided and he felt some relaxation against his chest.

Penelope whispered, "Don't let him touch me again, Derek, please, I didn't want to, but he wouldn't listen. I did all the moves you taught me, Derek, don't let him near me."

"Baby no one can hurt you now. I won't let anyone hurt you, not my baby girl." He kissed her on the forehead, before whispering, "No one will hurt you sweetheart, I'll die for he lays another finger on you"

He loved this woman with his entire being, the fact she was with Kevin broke his heart but as long as she was happy he could handle it. All he needed was to see that smile across her beautiful face each morning and he'd know he did the right thing. He was now holding his baby girl in his arms, broken and in tears; the anger wasn't easily held in. Kevin was the only one who could've done this but he couldn't jump to conclusions, if it was him, he would make sure Kevin wouldn't breathe again.

They had been sitting there for 10 minutes when his cell phone started ringing in his pocket, he didn't want to answer but he knew he had to.

"I'm sorry to move you baby girl" he whispered as he pulled his phone out of his pocket.

"Morgan"

"Morgan, it's Hotch and Prentiss here, Have you seen Garcia? Kevin called and said they got in argument and she just left and he's afraid she crashed her car. Have you seen her?"

'That son of bitch, it was him' He thought before answering, "I have her with me, don't tell Kevin"

He regretted saying his name the minute it left his tongue because it sent panic through Penelope

"NO, DON'T LET HIM NEAR ME DEREK, PLEASE..." She began to cry again and his attention was split between his scared Baby girl and confused boss.

"Morgan, what's going on?"

"Hotch, bring everyone, Kevin hurt Penelope. She needs us, I think she was raped but I don't dare try and see, I don't want to scare her. Bring the girls please."

"I'll be right over, and Morgan" He said with a pause.

"yes Hotch"

"Don't let her go again." with that he heard Hotch hang up and when he put his phone back down he noticed blood on his hand and saw some dried on her inner thigh

"Oh baby girl, what did he do to you?" He whispered to the sky as he noticed she was asleep against his chest. He just held her close as if she were going to disappear.