A/N: Sorry for the delays!! Lots of illness and injuries around here prevented me from getting this one up.

"Okay, settle down everyone. I'm going to let Morgan start this one." Hotch sat at the war room table, allowing Morgan the floor.

Morgan took a long deep breath. "So… it seems I have two problems. First, Director Strauss is on a mission to make either Garcia or I quit the BAU. Second…" He paused and looked at Penelope. She nodded and gave his hand a small squeeze in reassurance. He cleared his throat. "Second is, Carl Buford is dead. The CPD thinks I killed him. We need to go back to Chicago."

"What? But we proved you innocent before, why would you be a suspect now?" JJ answered quietly.

"He has motive." Rossi answered.

"But that's crazy! So did the other 37 other victims that Carl Buford molested, why aren't they looking at them?" Emily protested.

"Because the other 37 victims aren't high profile FBI agents that have bomb squad experience." Reid stated solemnly.

"How did you know it was a bomb, Reid? No one said that?"

"Garcia… I have an IQ of over 200 with an endemic memory, little bits of information seep their way into my brain and I connect them. Last week, the national news channels were all broadcasting about a bomb that killed 7 prisoners on a work crew in Chicago. I connected the dots."

"Plus, I was in Chicago last week for my nephew's baptism. I have motive, means… any profile would point right at me."

"Profiles can be wrong." Hotch said flatly.

"So how do we fix this? I mean… basically we have to hand the CPD another suspect, right?" Emily asked.

"Yeah, that's exactly what we need to do. Emily, you and Rossi need to talk to the CPD. They may be able to help us on this. Skip the detective working the case, we know he's got issues with Morgan anyway. Go directly to Chief Nelson. He'll be fair and give you any information we need. JJ and Reid, you're going to need to talk to Derek's family. We need an airtight alibi. Start tracing all the steps he took while in Chicago. Derek, if you took so much as a ten minute walk by yourself, we need to know that, so make us a timeline. Penelope, start looking into the other victims. See if any of them have any known criminal records or if they have bomb experience. Somewhere there is a murderer willing to let Morgan go down for murder. We don't touch another case until we know who and why."

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"I don't understand, why is this happening again? Who could hate my baby this much? He didn't kill that miserable bastard. He wouldn't even let me do it!" Derek's sister, Sarah cried as she protested her brother's innocence to Reid and JJ.

"We know he didn't do it, Sarah. We just have to prove it."

"Was there anyone who stands out to you as someone who really has it in for Derek?"

"Detective Gordinski…Rodney… Derek is a good guy. He just doesn't have enemies!"

"We all have enemies, some people just show their hatred better than others." JJ glanced over at Reid's statement, seeing a familiar zoned out look in his eyes. It was the same one he always had when he was wrestling with the weight of his own intelligence.

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"Argh!" Penelope tossed her earpiece on the desk uncomfortably.

"What's the matter sugar sweet? "

"There's nothing here. These guys, they're just normal guys! Other than a few traffic violations or drunk and disorderlies, there's not even any hint of criminal activities."

"There's nothing that indicates bomb knowledge or military histories?"

"I have 3 Marines, 2 Air Force and a Navy, but so far, nothing that indicates any specialized training in bombs or demoltiions."

"Special Forces are classified, do you have clearance to dig?"

Penelope stared at Morgan incredulously. "Are you serious? I don't need clearance. I have talents."

"Sorry, sorry…stupid question."

"How are you doing on the time line?"

He sighed, running his fingers over his scalp roughly. "I don't know… I've written everything I can think of, but I'm still missing gaps. I have hours that are unaccounted for. I just don't remember all of it. I go home to relax with my family. I don't keep track of things."

"We're going to figure this out, Derek. I promise we will."

"If anyone can, I know the team will."