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Penelope didn't know how much more she could pace, sit, fidget, worry. She knew one thing and one thing only. All were in surgery. She didn't even think that could be possible, that all of them would be in the same place. All of her family, the entire lot had their life hanging in the balance.

She looked at her watch; it was coming up 6 in the evening. It'd been 5 hours since the bombing and she was a nervous wreck. She needed a drink but as she stood she found she didn't have the strength. She'd been on the go since 3 that morning, an Unsub struck and Penelope had to strike up the power and get the juices flowing and now she was exhausted. Exhausted with sleep deprivation, exhausted with worry.

She'd been told the same sob story for each of them. The nurses and odd doctor she'd spoken too had skated around the injuries. Broken this, fractured that, punctured something else. She just wanted to know that each and every one of them was going to wake up and walk out of this place.

She'd sat down, with her leg bouncing as medical jargon just continually began whizzing around forcefully in her ill-equipped head. Broken leg. Broken ribs. Crushed bones. Fracture bones. Punctured lungs. Internal bleeds. Cuts. Grazes. Gouges. Bruises. Bleeding. It all made her kind of queasy.

"Spencer Reid?" She heard and she didn't think she would shake more, she was alone in this waiting room and now she stood up a little wobbly and went towards the doctor as he still wore surgical scrubs. "Are you family?"

"I am yes." Penelope said nervously. "Is Spencer..."

"He's going to be fine, he was lucky. He's going to be in pain because we had to fix his shoulder and recreate an artificial socket. He's going to need physio to help with its mobility but he should be fine. He had some internal bleeds from fallen rubble and a minor head injury but apart from that he is going to covered head to toe in bumps, grazes and bruises."

Penelope sighed with relief. 1 down, 5 to go. "When can he be released?"

"I'm going to keep him in for a couple of days, week at the longest." The doctor said with a smile. "He was very lucky."

"Tell me about it." The doctor asked if she wanted to see him, she declined and fell into the seat nearest her when he disappeared. She quickly wrote down what Reid had wrong with him and settled into an uneasy feeling again. She needed to be able to give word perfect what was wrong with each of them.

"Aaron Hotchner?" She heard again and she saw only a solemn look on the man's face. She got up and he knew who she was, she'd seen him before he'd rushed Hotch into surgery. "He's in ICU but he's doing really good. He had a lot of internal damage and he hasn't woken up but I'm quite positive about his prognosis. Do you want to go down to him?"

"Erm no it's okay thank you." Penelope said with a grateful smile.

"Emily Prentiss?" Penelope's head spun round to see yet another doctor.

"I'll keep you updated but go." Hotch's doctor said and Penelope approached the other one warily. It was then she heard JJ's name and she wanted to cry. Everything was coming too quickly now.

"Right I'll come to you in a moment." Penelope said hastily and went to Emily's doctor. "Is she okay?" She asked her breathing almost nonexistent as she baited it in worry.

"She's going to be fine." Penelope was beginning to love that sentence. "She's had quite a lot of damage to her leg and a head injury, she's quite cut up but she'll be fine. We going to keep her sedated for a little while longer just because of her head injury but I'm quite positive that she' going to make a full recovery."

"Thank you so much." The doctor left her and she went over to JJ's one, come on lucky number four. "Please tell me she's okay." Penelope asked hopeful.

"She's fine for now, it was a rocky road in there but we repaired all damage to her lung and she's breathing on her own. She also broke her left arm but that's in a cast now and she's well rested. Depending on how her lung it's unclear on when we can release her, for now all we need her to do is rest."

"Thank you."

"No problem, do you want to see her?"

"No it's okay. Thank you again." Penelope said and dropped into the seat again. She didn't know how much longer she could tolerate this. She had to wait on Rossi and Derek now and she knew that if her best friend's fate was fatal she would literally crumble. Even if it was bad with Rossi, a part of her was ready to die with the news.

"Derek Morgan." She heard and her heart began to attack to her rib cage, she didn't want to know much, she didn't want to hear bad news. "He's alive." The doctor told her as he read her nerves. "At the most he had some isolated bleeds to his abdomen and some cartilage damage to his shoulder but it's been repaired and he just needs to rest. Would you like to see him?"

"Erm... in a bit but thank you." Penelope said and she had to take a seat and put her head in her hands. She grabbed her phone in that instance, she needed support, she needed Kevin.

"What?" Was all she got as a greeting and she felt herself faltering all the more.

"Erm, Kevin, I really need you." She said to him and her voice waivered with tears.

"Oh no you don't. You can't start playing mind games on me now. This morning you told me you were finished with our relationship. Told me how I didn't understand so don't you dare bring this around and want me all of a sudden. It's not fair Penelope, not on you or me or anyone else for that matter."

"Kevin please..." She pleaded as the tears fell down her face.

"No, I'm just taking the rest of my things from yours. This relationship died ages ago; I don't know why I ever stuck around. Have a nice life Penelope." Kevin told her and the line went dead on her. Now Penelope sat and sobbed in the hard plastic hospital chair.

"David Rossi? Anyone for David Rossi?"

Penelope wiped her face and stood up. "I am." She said as confidently as possible and the doctor looked at her sadly.

"He's going to be okay if that helps?"

"Yeah it does thank you." Penelope told him with a small smile.

"He's been through the ringer but he's going to be just fine. Couple of days rest and he'll be right as a nine pence. We had to fix damage to his side but he's stable and still sedated to keep it that way. He's going to be fine."

"That's all I needed to know." Penelope said and took in a deep breath. "Thank you so much."

"No worries. I think you need to get some rest." The doctor advised her and she nodded. "It's not good to let yourself become that exhausted."

"It's what you get with my job and 6 family members all in surgery."

"Well you definitely need a break. When is the rest of your family coming?" The doctor asked her concerned. Looking at Penelope, she looked ready to collapse but he could see she was stronger than that.

"I was going to wait until the morning. Give them a better outlook than right now. Save them the worry."

"Good idea, go and get some sleep and I'll give you a new update of Mr Rossi's progress first thing." He said good bye and Penelope just mumbled a thank you and slumped into the chair near her again.

She stared at the wall in front. She should've felt like the luckiest girl alive. All of her 'family' had been involved in a collapsing building and none of them were severely hurt. It should've made her happy but all she could think about was that she'd lead them there.

She was a part of the team too but she was the only one that hadn't been out on the field. Tech or not.

Now worry was replaced with absolute guilt.

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A/N: I couldn't let them die! That's just mean!

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