After waiting at his desk for about thirty minutes, Derek decided he couldn't take it anymore. He got up, walking over to Hotch's office, peeking his head in. "Hey man, is it cool if I head out for the day?" he asked nonchalantly.

Hotch looked up from his paperwork to eye his younger agent. "Let me guess: Garcia will also be leaving for the day?"

Derek shrugged his shoulders. "If I'm lucky."

Hotch nodded. "Yeah, that's fine. We don't have much going on right now." He stood up from behind his desk, giving Derek a hard look. "Don't push her."

Morgan nodded, not wanting to say anything else as he left the office in search of his best friend and her spunky little girl.

"Callie, stop messing with that," he heard from the outside of Garcia's lair. He couldn't help but smile at the tone of voice she used. She had used the same voice with him when he would mess with the toys in her office.

He pushed open the door, only to have something or someone run into him.

"Chocolate Thunder!" Callie hollered with excitement as she ran into Morgan's arms.

"Hiya, Callie Monster. You're not givin' your Momma a hard time are ya?" he asked as he looked up at a flustered Penelope.

Callie jumped out of his arms, looking back at her mother tears in her eyes. "Mommy, am I being bad?"

Penelope turned to her daughter. "No, baby, he was just joking."

Callie turned back to Derek. "Oh, okay." She moved over to the couch going to play with some trinkets that were lying around.

"What can I do for you, Derek?" Penelope asked, keeping an eye on her daughter, but looking quickly up at him. She knew he wanted to talk to her more, get as much information as he could, but she didn't want to do that in front of her daughter or at work.

"Hotch said we can head out for the day. I was thinking about brining you both home."

"Oh, we can drive ourselves, but thank you," Penelope said.

Derek ignored Penelope going to sit next to Callie, "Hey Callie, do you like dogs?" Derek chose to ignore the groan that came from Penelope, and watched Callie's eyes grow wide.

"Do I ever! Mommy takes me to the park and sometimes and there are doggies there and I can pet them, but only if their owner says it's okay. Right, Mommy?"

"Yes, baby," Penelope said, glaring at Derek. She knew where this was going.

"Mommy said I can has a doggy when I turn six but I think I could handle a doggy now that I'm five." She held up her hand to show her age, "I just turns five, my mommy threw me a birthday party and all my stuffed animals came, but she said I couldn't have a doggy yet."

"I have a dog. His name is Clooney, do you want to meet him?" Derek asked the little girl.

"Really?! Yes, please!" She jumped off the couch, moving to her mom. "Please Mommy, can we go see Cloonez?"

Penelope looked at Derek shooting daggers with her eyes, "Pitting my kid against me? Nice, Derek." She looked down at he daughter. "It's Clooney, and I suppose so. If not, you're gonna pitch a fit."

Twenty minutes later they arrived at Derek's house. Penelope had won the battle of driving her and Callie there, instead of riding along with him. He wasn't happy about it, but gave up the fight as long as she promised to follow right behind him.

She was glad he gave up the argument. Honestly, she needed the time away from him to prepare herself for whatever type of conversation they were going to have.

Now all three of them were walking up to his front door. "You ready to meet Clooney?" Derek asked, as Callie jumped up and down.

"Yes! Yes!"

"Calliope! Relax. Remember when you got all excited at the park and that dog knocked you over? You don't want Clooney to hurt you, do you? You need to be calm," Penelope said, scolding her daughter as she heard Derek chuckle as he went to open the door.

"Callie Monster, if Clooney does anything you don't like, just tell him to stop and he will, okay?" Derek told her and she nodded.

Derek opened the door and Clooney, his overgrown lab came running out. Callie, getting scared of the size of the dog, jumped up into her mother's arms, screaming. Penelope had to hold back her own laugh at her daughter's dramatic reaction.

"Angel, Clooney isn't going to hurt you," Penelope assured her daughter. Callie still wasn't convinced as Clooney tried to sniff her. So she tried to climb up her mother further, making sure to get out of the dogs reach.

"Down boy," Derek said, as he pulled Clooney back into the house.

Callie watched as Clooney listed to Derek and moved back into the house. "He listens to you," she said, looking at Derek.

"He's a really good protector, Callie. He just wants to make sure you and your mom are okay," Derek told her.

"You ready to get down, Pumpkin?" Penelope asked Callie as her daughter started to squirm in her arms.

Callie looked at Derek. "He's not gonna hurt me, right, Chocolate Thunder?"

Derek laughed as he shook his head. "No baby, he's not gonna hurt you. Come on, let him smell your hand." Derek got onto his knees, holding Clooney still as Penelope put her daughter down. Callie made her way over to the dog and Derek. When she was right in front of them, Derek took her hand and held it out to Clooney.

Clooney sniffed her hand and then licked it, causing a fit of giggles to come from Callie. "Look Mommy, he likes me!"

"I know, baby," Penelope agreed, as she smiled at her daughter.

Within moments Callie and Clooney were playing on the floor together, having a great time. Penelope smiled as she watched them play. This was the first time since moving to Virginia that she felt completely comfortable and safe. Right now as she watched her daughter play with Clooney in Derek's living room, she truly felt like everything was right in the world.

"Come on, Baby Girl," Derek said, grabbing her hand.

Penelope looked at him confused. "Huh?"

"You and I need to have a little chat. Let's go make some lunch for us. Callie will be fine out here with Clooney." He told her, standing up.

Penelope looked cautious as she watched Derek stare down at her, waiting for her to follow. She looked back at Callie for a moment and smiled. No matter what her and Derek were going to talk about, she was glad Callie finally had a family. Plus, Derek was right; Callie would be fine out in the living room playing with Clooney while they talked. She needed to learn that she didn't have to do this alone anymore, and that it would be okay if she left Callie on her own for a little.

Derek preceded her into the kitchen, going straight for the fridge to pull out the makings for a sandwich as Penelope leaned against the counter. When he turned to her, he raised his eyebrow wanting her to start.

"I don't even know where to begin, Derek," she told him truthfully.

"Start with you being able to hide the fact you have a warrant out for your arrest and you work for the FBI," he told her. He wanted to know more about her ex and what he had already done to her and Callie, but he didn't want to do that with Callie being so close.

Penelope took a deep breath as she recalled her recruitment.

"Miss. Garcia, you do understand you are in heap of trouble?" Director Roberts stated as he walked into the room.

"Yes, Sir," she said as she looked down at her hands cuffed to the table. Her mind was racing as she thought about what was to come. She didn't know what was going to happen to her or her daughter. She didn't want Callie to go back to Eric, or worse, get sent to foster care because she couldn't hide her hacks.

"Do you really?" he asked again, instead of waiting for an answer he continued. "Miss. Garcia, you were able to hack into our highest level of National Security. In order to retrieve this group of names." He pushed the paper in front of her, "This list has some of the highest level personnel, including their social security numbers, address, you name it - it's here. Could you tell me why you needed this list? "

Penelope felt panic rise inside of her. She didn't really know that's what she was getting. She was told to look up specific names and get their information. Oh God, she was in so much trouble. She looked up at the man tears in her eyes, "I-I…. I needed the money!" she cried.

"Who is paying you for this information?" he asked.

"I don't know his name. He showed up one day and told me he would pay me $10,000 if I got him these names. I needed the money so Callie and I could move to a different state. Eric was getting closer to us."

"Is this the same Eric Stevens that has filled kidnapping charges against you?" he asked, moving to sit down at the table. "Yes, Miss. Garcia, we've already run your background check. I know all there is to know about you."

"I –I - I can explain, Sir." She pleaded with him.

"Miss. Garcia, do you know who I am?" he questioned.

"Should I?" she asked, looking at him strangely. Was this a joke? Her life was on the line; she didn't have time for games like this.

"I'm John Roberts. Director of the FBI." He watched her eyes grow wide with panic.

"Dir-dirctor?" she asked.

"Yes, Director of the FBI. After finding out about your little stunt, and how you were able to hack into the system with little suspicion raised I needed to speak with you."

"Abo - about what?"

"This is very simple, Miss Garcia. You take the offer I am going to give you right now, or you'll be going to prison and will never see your daughter again."

Derek watched her intently as he finished her story. "So that's how you were able to join the FBI and remove Callie from your records."

Penelope nodded. "They said they would keep Callie a secret as long as I did what they asked. At first I helped the Director, but he wanted me to start with you guys. He thought my services would be better suited with the BAU."

"Why didn't you tell me about Calliope, Pen? You know I would do anything to protect you," he asked, hurt.

"I don't know. It's been her and me for so long, Derek. I'm so used to keeping her safe and away from everyone. It was just easier this way," she told him, a little ashamed she had hid her daughter.

"You claim I'm your best friend, but you didn't trust me enough to tell me about her," he rose an eyebrow at her.

"I trust you, Derek. It's not that. Callie doesn't really have the best image when it comes to men. Her dad scared the crap out of her one time he found us in Missouri. Not to mention she trusts so easily. I never wanted her to get attached to any of you in case we had to leave again." She knew it was a half-truth. Keeping her team as just her team also protected her and her own heart. She always told herself if she let any of her team fully in, her and her daughter would ultimately end up getting hurt.

"That's not a option anymore, Penelope. You can't just leave me," he told her.

Penelope looked down at the plate in front of her. Derek had made her a sandwich and was now cutting the crusts off the sandwich he made for Callie. It was like he knew what she would like, without even asking her. A part of her wanted to open up and tell Derek everything, but then again she wanted to protect her and her daughter.

"She's my whole world, Derek. I guess I was always so worried when it comes to her. To be honest I thought you all wouldn't except her, because I never told you about her and it's been so long." She looked away to find her daughter trying to ride Clooney in the living room. She was smiling looking at the two play until she felt Derek stand right in front of her and place his hand under her chin to make her face him.

"You don't need to worry, Baby Girl. I love her already, because I love you."