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A/N: Right, if I have time in the morning, I might do a quick update, or be sneaky and have it already whilst I'm away, but I can't promise a dead certain update until Monday night at the latest... So...enjoy what's to be left for you ;)
Warning: VIOLENCE
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"K-Kevin," Penelope spluttered immediately, "What are you doing?" She asked going in, tidying her workspace up some, attempting to gain some control back, "Making a mess as usual."
"Oh I was called up to cover you, something about you had gone missing for too long." He said and watched her intently, "And something about you slacking," he continued.
Penelope was frustrated, she had been gone no longer than twenty minutes, no one could've missed her, and she had her cell on her, someone could have called if they needed her.
"We always knew that at one point or another you would start to weaken under the strain, under the title you've got yourself for being part of Agent Hotchner's team. All that pressure to live up to," Kevin continued to speak with venom.
"There isn't any pressure," Penelope stated back fiercely, "We don't pressure one another."
Kevin snorted some, "Let's be real, Penny, you're only the tech, hardly an agent or better like they are. They're all SSAs', not you though, you're just the tech. You don't have the guts to be better than that, you couldn't hack it, you're only meant to hack using a computer." He stuck his two cents in and watched it attack Penelope, "They can chuck you away as and when they want and get the newer, better model."
Penelope laughed then too, "And you think it's going to be you?" She asked him, "You have gotta be kidding me. We all know I'm better than you, and that's how it is."
Ignoring her comment, Kevin smirked and continued. "As for Derek, he was really around to help you when me and Angelica hooked up wasn't he? I mean who's helping keep your bed warm at night now seeing as it isn't me?" He watched her expression, "Yeah I've seen how you've hardly interacted. It was him that called me down actually."
"Derek?" Penelope gasped.
"It was short and sweet. Lynch we need you, Hotch will tell you why when you're here." Kevin told her, "Well I've done all but one or two pieces of your work, and that won't take me long, so I guess you're excused."
Quickly grabbing her things, Penelope felt nothing else but the urge to flee and she did so. Cowardly too, she did it in front of Kevin, but only because she had no other option. It was well past shutting down time, and she was going to hang around to finish up, but seeing as Kevin had done that for her, she had no reason to stick around.
Penelope felt like she was completely spent as she walked down the corridor. As she walked passed the bullpen she looked in and noticed that Reid had left, as had Ashley and Derek didn't even look up, she felt her heart fall into her stomach some more. She felt her eyes sting.
"Work will always come first in his life, Penny. Not you; you'll never come first in anyone's life and that's just how it's meant to be."
She didn't realise how affected she was still with her break up from Kevin, but it seemed to wreak havoc on her and he seemed to keep her under his thumb.
"I had to move on because your job was more important than a man's love, your dream of loving him was more than your reality could keep up with and now look where it got you. You're lonely, while the men you loved most for at least some part of your life lives on perfectly fine..." he lent in then, "Without you."
"I never loved you," Penelope spat and then left, going towards the elevator, wiping her cheeks of the fleeing tears, keeping her head as high as she could to make Kevin believe that she was perfectly fine. She didn't need any more of his attitude and behaviour.
"You don't believe that," he shouted after her, "I'm going to go back to my office now." Kevin shouted out as he walked back to Penelope's office, he knew the team would never get rid of her, she was too good, but he could torture her with possibilities for as long as he wanted.
It wasn't until Penelope got into the elevator and was thankful to be alone that she allowed her broken wall to fall completely on her and she cried out.
Kevin quickly tapped into the BAU's CCTV circuit and watched Penelope in the elevator, he wanted to feel bad, but the way he was now in life, was her fault. She had driven him to cheat on her, to become malicious with the words he said to her. It was all his way to have her finally notice him and he had let it get out of hand.
He watched her all the time she was within the BAU's facility.
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Penelope walked up the aisle in the store, trying to decide what would be the best self pity food, and all that took her fancy was ice cream and cheap wine. Heading to the fridge she stopped as a couple walked along holding hands, the man extremely similar to Derek and her heart stopped then, until the man looked up. It wasn't Derek at all, but some complete stranger. Her fear that he had settled down sticking with her fiercely.
She dipped her head and went on her way, rushing to get out into the air outside. As she walked outside, she noticed how dark it had gotten all of a sudden on her and she felt the chill of the night setting in.
As walked towards her car along the sideway, Penelope felt a feeling of foreboding, her gut telling her something was wrong and so she fastened her paced, trying to rid her body of the impending doom feeling she had.
The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and just as she was nearing her car, she was grabbed from behind and pulled back into the alleyway.
She could see her orange caddy just in view, but she was being dragged away from it.
Within moments she went from light to dark, her body held against the wall of the alleyway, a hand over her mouth, another hand roaming her body, checking her pockets, grabbing stuff as he so pleased.
All the time he was silent, it was just Penelope's muffled sobs and screams that rang out.
She then, out of instinct, did the one thing she could think, she bit down on his palm and fought to get free.
He pulled his hand away from her and she went to run, but he was stronger and grabbed her one handed and pinned her back against the dank wall with his hand clasped around her neck.
"Please," she fought against the lack of air in her throat from his voice, "Please, ju-just let-t me go." She gasped, her hands coming up to get him off.
Penelope watched the look in his eyes, the pleasure he was getting at watching her struggle and she knew she wasn't going to be walking out of this alleyway with just her money missing. Fearing the worst she fought harder, scratching him, and it was as she ripped at the skin on his hands that he threw her down, against the wall furthest from the exit.
Penelope lay stunned as her body reacted to hitting both the wall and the floor. She heard his footsteps but her body was delayed in responding and by the time she had started to get back up, she was back down, this time at the will of his kicks, his heavy boots connecting with her sides. Immediately the air in her lungs was taken from her.
Losing the will to keep a grip, Penelope knew she was done for, that this man had won.
Then, all of a sudden, the kicking stopped and he left her. She heard him rummaging in her purse, spilling its contents everywhere on the gravelled floor. She thought for a moment that if she could just get up, she could leave him, let him have her money.
But he sensed her new moves and then went back to her, picking her up again he held her against the wall, "Where do you think you're going?"
"Home," she sobbed weakly. "Pl-ple-ease just let me g-go home."
"Who said I was done with you?" He asked her as if a casual everyday question.
Penelope knew the answer as round two of hell was released and her thoughts clouded then. She wouldn't have been here if it wasn't for Kevin, and if it wasn't for the team's lack of confidence in her ability. She would still be at the BAU if it wasn't for their interference and for once as it got harder to keep a grip, Penelope hated them.
For eternity she felt like she had been thrown into the bowels of hell and left there.
Laying there in the sheer silence, Penelope moved her head, the blood blotting her lashes more and more with each new blink, she looked at the sidewalk that sat in the light of the shop just ahead of her.
She just had to find a way to get to a more open area, she needed to get help, but her body was in refusal.
Slumping, admitting defeat, she looked out; her vision obscured with the swelling and the mess of blood, the gravel digging into her cut and grazed face more so than before. She felt the sting of her own tears as they flooded and fell from her eyes and hit the new cuts. She wanted to scream out, she wanted to find her phone and call someone, her mind screamed for her to somehow get Derek, but she knew full well her phone was long gone.
Just as she was giving up, a car pulled up in the space directly opposite the alley way and she felt herself become emblazoned by the headlights.
"Shit!" She heard a man's voice say, "Hon, ring for an ambulance," He coached the person with him, "Now!"
As Penelope slipped into the gentle ease of darkness she felt the man next to her, and all she had to do was utter her name to him before she could sleep.
But even that was proving the most painful of commands.
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