Dereks' POV
While we were at the hospital, I explained to the nurses and doctors what had happened to her and that I had suspicions that her boyfriend was beating her as well. I asked them to check for old wounds or bruises as well as treating the new ones. They said they would. I paced the waiting room while my girl was back there with the doctors. My girl. Has a nice ring to it. I just wish she could see what that asshole is doing to her. If they do find something, I have to talk to her about it. Hotch said he would deal with the guy if I would stay with his sister. I looked up to see the doctors walking out.
"How is she?" I asked.
"She's ok. She has a mild concussion. She is still able to fly though. We had to put steri strips across her cheek and forehead. Other than that, she has no other new bruises." he said and I looked at him.
"What do you mean "new" bruises?" I asked, feeling myself getting more mad each passing second.
"She has about a dozen, maybe more, older bruises that are still healing. They are all over her stomach, legs and upper arms. She has a good size bruise in the middle of her back. It's already yellow around the outside of it, so it didn't happen during the fall. That one has been there for a while." he said.
"Thank you so much doc." I said and he nodded and walked off.
I looked up and saw Scar walking out of the room and smiled at me.
"Hey D. Ready to go?" she asked.
"Yeah. Scarlett, when we get home, I really need to talk to you in private." I said.
"Is everything ok?" she asked.
"I don't know. I'm hoping you can help me." I said.
"Ok. Yeah when we get home, I just need to make sure it's ok with Drew but it should be." she said and I could sense uncertainty in her voice.
"Ok." I said not wanting to argue.
We got to the station and saw Hotch walk out of the interrogation room.
"Sis. How are you? What did the doc say?" he asked.
"He said I have a mild concussion, I can still fly. But other than that, I just have some cuts and bruises. Nothing to worry about." she said.
"Ok, if you're sure." he said.
"I am." she said and hugged her brother.
"Ok, well this guy copped to the murders. So we are done here, time to go home." he said.
"What did you do to him?" she asked with amusement in her voice.
"Nothing." he said like he was hiding something.
"Uh huh. Why don't I believe you." she said with a smile.
"Fine, I may have roughed him up a bit. I mean come on, someone hurts my family, I make them pay for it. Now come one, lets' go." he said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and we walked out.
When we got there, I went with Scar to her room and got her go bag and then we went to my room to get mine. I wanted to wait until we got home but, something told me to ask her now.
"Scar, what's up with your back?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"I mean, the doctor told me you have a nasty bruise in the middle of your back." I said.
"It must have happened when the unsub attacked me." she said.
"No, the doc said it was yellow around the outer rim of it so it was older. Now, truth time. What's it from?" I asked.
"D, don't worry about it. It's ok." she said.
"Ok? Scar, when I hugged you at the bureau, you flinched. How is that ok?" I asked.
"Derek, I promise you it's nothing. I have it under control." she said.
"Under control? Who's doing this to you?" I asked walking closer to her.
"It's no one." she said.
"Scar, who. is. it?" I asked through gritted teeth.
"D, I can't." she said.
"What do you mean you can't?" I asked and gently grabbed her arms.
"I can't tell you who it is. If I say anything that person will do worse to me. This person may even try and hurt you or Aaron and I'll be damned if I let that happen. Just let me handle this." she said begging.
"Scar, if anything and I mean ANYTHING happens, you come get me. I can protect you. I can keep you safe and loved." I said and realized what I said and slapped a hand over my mouth and prayed she hadn't heard that last part.
Did I seriously just say love? I mean sure, I've known her for 4 years since her brother started here but still, do I really love her? I mean sure she makes me smile when no one else can and she knows exactly what I like as far as food and drink. Hell for all I know, she may even know what I like in the bedroom. We could always put that to the test. No Derek head out of the gutter, she has a boyfriend. Granted yes I would love nothing more than to beat his face in for how he is treating her, even though she won't say it but who are we kidding, it doesn't take a profiler to figure that out.
"I know D, I will I promise. And we will still talk when we get home." she said.
"You just have to clear with the warden?" I asked seriously but she thought I was joking and started laughing.
"Something like that." she said and we walked out and headed for the air strip.
We boarded the plane and started home. I walked over to the couch and laid down. A few minutes later, I was almost asleep when I glanced up and saw Scarlett standing there looking down at me.
"What's wrong?" I asked and sat up.
"Nothing, I was just wondering if I could lie next to you and try to sleep?" she asked.
"Of course dollface." I said and lied down and opened my arms for her.
She laid down and it was like she fit perfectly in my arms. Her body molded perfectly against mine. It was as if we were made for each other. I smiled as I felt her breathing even out and I slowly drifted off to sleep.
A couple hours later, we were woke up by the landing gears kicking in.
"Scar, honey wake up, we're landing." I said gently shaking her.
She slowly woke up and smiled up at me. We landed and got off the plane and went back to the bureau. Scarlett grabbed her car keys and started to head towards her car.
"Scar. Remember, try and get away tonight. I want to talk to you." I said and hugged her.
"I will. I'll see you tonight." she said and left.
"Is she ok?" Garcia asked walking up to me.
"Yeah baby girl. She's ok. She's just tired." I said and kissed the side of Garcias' head.
"Do you want to have a movie night?" she asked.
"No, I need to go and talk to Scarlett. Raincheck?" I asked.
"Yeah you go get your girl." she said.
"That obvious huh?" I asked.
"Honey, it doesn't take a profiler to see it." she said and I smiled and walked out of the bureau.
I got in my car and drove home. My dog Clooney met me at the door, I let him outside and walked into my quiet house. I grabbed my phone and called Scarlett.
Scarletts' POV
I left the bureau and went home. When I got home, I turned the light on and saw Drew sitting in the dark, staring at the door.
"Baby, you scared the hell out of me. What are you doing sitting in the dark?" I asked and walked up to him.
"Waiting on you to get home. What took you so long? You were gone 4 days Scarlett, 4 days." he said with anger in his voice.
"I'm sorry Drew, but some cases can last quite a few days." I said.
"Quit." he said and walked closer to me.
When he got to me, I saw he looked different. His eyes were bloodshot, his hands were clenched into fists. It was like I was looking at someone I didn't know. My gun was in my bag so I had no means of protection.
"What?" I asked.
"Quit the BAU. I don't like you being gone that long and alone with Derek." he said.
"Is that what this is all about? You don't want me alone with Derek? You're jealous. You're jealous because he's not the type that will hit his woman. He actually appreciates his woman. You're jealous because you can't. All you know is when yours steps out of line, your first instinct is to hit." I said and felt his hand slap me across the face.
"Wouldn't ya know it baby, you're right. Come on, profile me some more." he said.
"You're a classic narcissist." I said and he slapped me hard that time, causing me to fall to the floor.
"Why do you say that?" he asked as he looked down at me.
"Because everytime something good happens to someone else and you get jealous, you get off by causing someone pain, whether it be physical or not. And you take it out on me." I said.
He knealt down next to me and looked at me. He smirked and nodded before standing back up.
"Lets' see." he said and kicked me in the stomach.
I looked over and saw my phone ringing.
"Go ahead pick it up. It's probably your pathetic little boyfriend Morgan." he said and I answered.
"Hello?" I answered trying to mask the pain.
"Scar, honey are you ok?" he asked and I could hear the worry in his voice.
"Yeah. Why?" I said and tried to hide the cry I let out when Drew kicked me in the stomach while I was on the phone with Derek.
"Yeah I'll be there in a bit. Ok bye." I said and hung the phone up.
"Going to see your boyfriend?" he asked teasing.
"He's not my boyfriend and yes I am." I said and walked out to my car.
I got in and started it and put it in gear. I turned and looked at Drew and said "Oh and Drew, I don't have a boyfriend." I said and hit the gas and left.
I looked in the mirror at the marks from his hand. When I came to a stop sign, I lifted my shirt and saw the huge red mark that will form to a bruise on my stomach. What is Derek going to think when he sees that?
