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Thanks for all of the reviews of Chapter 1. They seem to have kicked my muse into gear.

Chapter 2

Within 30 minutes the whole team was gathered back at the BAU. Will had offered to take both Henry and Jack home when he had heard what was happening.

"And there's no way of telling where the messages originated from?" Hotch asked as he contemplated the photo that was now pinned on the board in the conference room where the team sat.

"No." Penelope replied. "I've tried everything I can to trace it back and I keep coming up with dead ends. Whoever this is is good and has a lot more than just a general knowledge of computers," Penelope said.

"What about your brothers, Pen?" JJ asked. "Have any of them received anything similar?"

"No. After Derek called you I got in touch with each of them and they haven't received anything. They said they would let me know if they did."

"I have a feeling they aren't going to be getting anything," Reid stated.

"Why not?" Derek asked.

"Well think about it. Garcia was contacted through her computers. It seems to me that this unsub wanted to make sure he got her attention, specifically. If he was going to contact the whole family he could have just mailed or had the photos messengered to them. It certainly would have been a lot less trouble." Reid explained.

"But why now? My parents died when I was 18," Garcia asked as a tear slipped from her eye. Derek, reached over and squeezed her hand in support. "And what does he mean about there being no accidents? My parents were killed by a drunk driver. The guy was even arrested!"

"Penelope, I know how difficult this is for you, but we need to see those police reports from the accident," Hotch instructed. "I want all of the information we can get on the other driver. Where has he been for the last 16 years?"

"I'm afraid that's not going to do us any good, Hotch," Derek broke in. "Penelope and I already checked his records while waiting for you guys to get back and the man died 12 years ago of cancer."

"Damn!" Rossi exclaimed. "There's got to be some explanation." After thinking for a few moments, he continued, "Garcia, I remember when you got shot you told us that after your parents died you quit Cal-Tech and went underground for a while teaching yourself code, right?"

"Yeah, sure but…"

"Wait a minute, hear me out. This guy evidently has an expert knowledge of computers and knows the details of your parents' death, could this be someone from that time in your life?" he asked.

"Yeah, maybe…" Penelope said, avoiding eye contact with the others as she answered.

"Garcia, I think it's time you gave us a little history lesson," Rossi stated. "And don't hold anything back…we need to know exactly what was going on in your life at that time and who you had contact with."

Penelope looked around the room at the six set of eyes looking at her expectantly. She had never before spoken with anyone about that time in her life, not even Derek. It had been an especially hard time for her and a lot of the things that had happened back then were just things that were better forgotten as far as she was concerned. Not to mention the fact that it was during the time that she had been placed on a watch list by the FBI, later to be recruited by them. The manner in which that had happened was supposed to be classified and something she had been sworn never to reveal….to anyone.

Noting her hesitation, Derek turned her chair around so she had to face him. "Baby Girl, I know this is not something you want to do but Rossi's right. We need all of the information we can get if we're going to find this guy. You know that everyone in this room loves you, right?"

"I know, but…"

"No, Penelope, no 'buts', you need to tell us." Hotch said. "I promise anything said in this room will stay between us if at all possible but we can't help you if you're not completely honest with us."

Before she could even answer, the monitor on Garcia's laptop lit up and an alert sounded indicating she had a message. Glancing up, Penelope cried out as she saw what appeared on her screen. Derek turned to look at the screen. "Shit" was all he said and then rotated the laptop so the rest of the team could see it.

Filling the monitor was what appeared to be an autopsy photo of Penelope's mother. Her body was laying on a gurney in a tile lined room. A "Y" shaped incision had been made completely down the body, as a coroner would make. Underneath the photo in bold letters was a caption that read; EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON.

"Oh my God" Emily gasped as she looked at the display. The rest of the team visibly grimaced at the image before them.

About a minute later the image disappeared, just like the other one had. Derek could feel Penelope shaking as he put his arm around her. Through her tears she looked at the team and asked, "What do you want to know?"

TBC