I looked around my new home. It was small and looked fairly comfy, but it wasn't home. It never would be my home was murdered just like the rest of my life. All because drugs and just pure evil had entered a human soul… how cruel the world must be.
"Makayla, if you follow me I will show you to your room." I looked up at the man who was my godfather, the man I barely knew; Derek Morgan. I nodded and followed him down a narrow hallway and down a flight of stairs. Down there was a finished basement. Derek led me to an empty room. Derek stood aside as I went in and sat my bag down: the rest of my stuff was going to be brought over later on. Derek sighed and I looked at him. He looked wrecked. My dad had been his best friend and it was hard blow to him to have to solve his murder, I know that. I know I didn't make it easier; who would want to have to take of a teenage girl you barely know after your best friend was murdered.
"Makayla, I have to go into work. My boss offered to let you come in so you won't be alone." Derek looked at me and I looked at the ground. I wanted to be alone… but I didn't want to be alone here. I nodded hoping he got that I was going to go with him to work. I looked up to see if he noticed. He did. "Ok, come on." Derek led the way and soon we were in his SUV heading towards his work. We sat in silence no one wanting to voice their thoughts. Derek led me into an elevator once we had parked in an underground parking lot. "The people at work will want to try and comfort you. If they irritate you just tell them nicely to leave you alone. If you need anything come and get me I will more than likely doing paper work." Derek muttered just before the doors opened. I nodded and followed behind him not sure if I had made the right decision in coming here with him. We walked down a small hallway and I was given a visitors badge and soon we were walking through a pair of glass doors. The area we entered was full of FBI agents all bustling around going on with their life. I noticed some of the people who were there with Derek when he came and rescued me.
"Oh, come here sweetie." My train of thought broke off when a girl dressed in vibrant purple with blonde hair came and hugged Derek. He hugged her back with one hand. "Hey momma." He said and let go of her. Once he did she noticed me and looked at me with sympathy written all over her face. "You must be Makayla Stephens. I am Penelope Garcia." She said smiling at me. I nodded not sure what to say: I had a feeling a lot of people already knew who I was. When I said nothing Penelope turned her attention back to Derek. "Did Hotch make you come in today?" she asked in a stern voice. Derek smiled slightly. "No baby girl. All the paper work I have to do made me come." Derek then started walking towards what I guessed to be his office. Penelope shook her head and followed along beside him. "Make Reid do it. I am sure he can get your work and his work all done before we have to leave to go home today." Derek laughed and set his bag he had down at a desk. I quickly sat down in the chair their hoping not to be noticed. "No I wouldn't be finished it Garcia. But I will take the compliment." A tall scrawny guy said walking by Derek and Penelope. I recognized him from when Derek rescued me; I guess he was Reid. "Well Derek should not be here." Penelope stated and began walking away after giving Derek a look of sympathy. Once she was gone Derek looked around for me and smiled slightly seeing me sitting in the chair. "I will be right back. I need to go and have a quick word with my boss. Will you be alright by yourself of for a little bit?" I nodded in response. Derek sighed and left me to sit at his desk. It was very clean and organized. The only photo he had was one of his mom and his sisters: he had the same photo in his house.
Bored I looked around at all the people. As soon as I did they all looked away, apparently they were all looking at me. This made me nervous. Was I aloud here? Tearing my gaze away from all the agents who had begun to stare at me again I looked at Derek's desk. Noticing a piece of paper and a pencil I grabbed them and in order to distract me from the stares I was getting I began to draw.
"I told you Derek you didn't need to come in today. We all understand how much the last case affected you." I looked at Hotch. "I know, but I came up here to ask if there is somewhere where Makayla can go." Hotch looked at me then out his window which looked down onto the bullpen. I noticed he was looking at the short dark haired girl sitting at my desk. "If she would like she can go in the conference room. No one should be using it today. You should ask Garcia if she has a movie that Makayla would like to watch." Hotch returned his gaze to me and I nodded. "Derek, this is going to affect your whole life now you know that right." I looked straight at Hotch. He was right. "I know, but Brad was my best friend and I won't let him down." Hotch nodded, understanding. Knowing that was also my cue to leave I left his office and went to where Makayla sat. While I walked to her I noticed lots of people staring; not that uncommon in the BAU everyone stared at anything out of the ordinary in the office. "Hey Morgan, are you alright?" I looked down at the hand that was placed on my arm and smiled at Prentiss. "Yeah I am fine." She nodded and decided not to press the matter and continued on her way. I reached my desk and looked down at Makayla; she was drawing what looked like a couple, my guess her parents. "My boss told me that if you like you can go into the conference room and that if you want to watch a movie we can go and borrow one from Penelope so you have something to do." Makayla looked up at me her blue eyes curious and frightened. "Ok." She mumbled and stood up grabbing the paper and pencil with her. We walked in silence to the conference room. "Would you like a movie?" I asked. Makayla looked around the room and sat the paper and pencil down on the round table before she nodded. "You can just tell me where to find Penelope and then you can go get your paperwork done." Makayla looked at me straight in the eye her face not betraying anything. I nodded. "Just go down that hall and the door labeled Penelope Garcia is Garcia's." Makayla nodded and sat down in a chair and continued drawing. I left not wanting to disturb her.
"Morgan, how old is she?" Reid asked when I reached my desk; he and JJ were sitting there staring at me. "She's going to be 16 in a week." I replied sitting in my chair. "Isn't she Brad Stephen's daughter?" Rossi asked appearing out of nowhere. I nodded. "Rossi if you hadn't have fallen asleep on the way back here on Friday you would know." JJ said smiling slightly as he shrugged. "It was a long day and case I was tired. Sure me." I chuckled slightly. "So what did I miss while I was sleeping?" Rossi asked looking at me. Thankfully JJ spoke for me. "The Stephens lawyer had found their will. Morgan conveniently forgot to tell us he's their daughter's godfather. So over the course of the weekend I am guessing they located Morgan and gave him Makayla." Rossi nodded and smiled at me. "By the way I am sorry for your loss." I nodded knowing he meant my loss of my best friend. "Morgan, how is this going to affect your life?" JJ asked as Rossi had walked away to go do his paperwork. I raised an eyebrow. "JJ, you know how it will. My whole life changes now." JJ nodded and patted my arm. "Well, now you will have a constant female in your house." Prentiss said trying to lighten the mood. It did we all smiled. "Yeah, she has a point Morgan." Reid said and began to walk to his desk. Prentiss and JJ followed suit. "Yeah." I agreed silently.
I looked around the conference room once Derek had left. I liked the way it was set up. A couch which looked inviting, a TV set up so no matter where you were you could see it, a round table set in the middle of the room and just the overall feel of the room. I know it was where they met to talk about upcoming cases but it still didn't deter away from the fact the room was welcoming. I set the pencil down and got up and went over to the couch, lying down. I put my face into the crook of my arm and breathed silently. Knowing my goal was to fall asleep; I haven't slept in 36 hours.
"Mom! Dad!" I called out looking around the darkness. It was cold where I was and damp. I twisted around trying to look for any kind of light. I gasped in agony as I noticed my arms where pulled above me and my wrists were bound together. Tears silently crept down my cheeks as I tried to look around. Time passed slowly and painfully as I waited for something to happen. A door creaked opened and I turned my head in the direction I believed the sound to have come from; I instantly regretted it as a light turned on causing me to shut my eyes.
"Don't close your eyes darling." I cringed as a sing song voice came and the thud of footsteps came towards me. "Open them up sweetie." I cringed as a hand rubbed my cheek. When I didn't open my eyes the hand forcefully grabbed my chin yanking it towards its owner forcing me to open my eyes. "Ah, such beautiful blue eyes." The man purred and I stared in horror. He was disturbing. His hair was matted, his face was horribly scared, under his nose was extremely red and his eyes were staring at me with a crazy look in them. I felt more tears fall down my face. "Shhh, don't cry. Everyone else did and well… they didn't turn out well." He then turned my face to look to my right. I saw the worst thing imaginable. My mom and dad lay broken, bloody and dead beside me. Their vacant eyes staring at me, I tried to turn away but I couldn't he forced me to look at them. "Please don't cry, I don't like it when people cry it upsets me as you can see." He then turned my face towards me smiled his breath brushing across my face. "We can have a great life together if you don't cry." He brought his face closer towards mine and no matter how much I tried I couldn't turn away. He closed his eyes and his mouth closed in on mine. I screamed with all my might.