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A/N: Because you asked so nicely and I'm like 6 chapters ahead in the writing of this, I thought I'd give you 2 in one night! =)

Enjoy and REVIEW! It makes the muse happy!

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When she opened her eyes she felt comfort of some sort. It wasn't her bed she knew that for sure, nor was it familiar, then she felt the piercing sting of a side light next to her. She put a hand to her head, it was throbbing, where was she? What had happened? She thought as her mind registered. Then she realised her hand felt heavy, she looked and saw an IV taped down, bandages around her wrists. Then the panic set in, she had no recollection of what happened, she shot up, not without causing multiple pains to reverberate around her body.

'Miss, we need you to lay back down, too much movement isn't good for you.'

'Where am I?'

'You're in hospital.'

'Whereabouts'?'

'Hartford.' The nurse looked at Penelope worried. 'Can you tell us your name? There was no ID when you were found.'

'M-My name?' Penelope said troubled, she couldn't think. 'I-I-I don't' know it.'

'Well you get some rest and we'll get a doctor down.' Penelope didn't move. 'You need to get some rest so lay down.'

'What's happened to me?' Penelope asked lucid. 'Why can't I remember anything? How long have I been here?'

'You've got a nasty head wound, that has infection from not being seen too, a couple of broken ribs, and some bruising... now get some rest, please.' She said avoiding what actually had happened to her and the final question.

'How long have I been here?' Penelope said and gulped.

'4 days.' The nurse told her. 'Now you really need to get some rest.'

'Why can't remember anything? Why do not have any memory of anything?' Penelope asked panicked.

'We'll let the doctor tell you that.' Penelope gave up then and slipped back down, feeling completely empty. When the nurse finally left, she let herself cry, she was all alone in a strange place that she knew nothing of, no one to be there to comfort her, to protect her, she had no idea of herself, of how old she was, her past, her parents, her friends, her job, her entire life was wiped clean.

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'This is a losing battle.' Rossi said exhibiting the same emotions that Hotch had shown from the moment Derek and Penelope were reported missing. 'It's been 11 days and we are no nearer than we were 5 days ago.'

'Hotch, this just arrived, there's no name, just BAU on it.' JJ said rushing in with a box, she gave it to Hotch and he ripped it open, he then pulled out Derek's credentials, and both his and Penelope's passes to the building.

'Shit.' He said putting them down and grabbing the letter.

No need to worry anymore, problem sorted, they are separated.

'What does that mean? That they've released them?

'Right ring the hospitals.' Hotch ordered them. 'I know they have both their pictures but we need to know.' Everyone got up and did what they were told except Rossi. 'You don't think they're dead do you?'

'I don't know, but it's the first time they've made any form of contact.'

'Hardly contact though.'

'It is, they know where they work, they will ring us when they want something, if they want something but for now we just have to cling on to the fact that part of their game has just been played.'

'They're playing off course.'

'Getting bolder with what they've taken on, the other victims were not of high ranking in jobs, and now they hit jackpot with an FBI agent and the BAU's TA.'

After a long awaited wait the others made their way back in with down and out faces, all shaking their heads. 'Nothing at all?' Hotch asked.

'No, they haven't had any John or Jane Does admitted, or anyone that comes close to Morgan and Garcia's description.'

'So I guess we sit and wait.' JJ said passively, not liking that idea at all. Then the dust settled, the dust that was the abduction of two prominent people in their lives fell and the impact made them angrier to find their remaining family members.

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Derek groaned, there was something unfamiliar about the smell that greeted his sense of smell, the bright light did nothing for his sight and his head felt like it was midst swim. He slide up, ignoring the twists of runaway wires on him. He sat and surveyed the room, what was this place? He thought hard but couldn't connect where he was, then he tried to think hard about what had happened, what his last memory was but for some strange reason he couldn't recollect anything at all.

He ripped at the wires, disconnecting them, pulling the IV from his hands, then climbing from the bed, only to collapse when his legs hadn't registered with their job, they felt numb.

'Sir!' A petit nurse said as she entered the room. 'You really shouldn't be out of bed.'

'Where am I?' She looked at him startled. 'What am I doing here?'

'You're in Cincinnati, you were found on the road side of the highway about 4 days ago.' She said as together Derek was back sitting on the edge of the bed. 'Can you tell me your name? We'd like to alert family members.'

'Name? F-family?' Derek asked confused. 'I don't remember it.'

'No problem Sir.' She told him. 'Well lets get you into bed.' She said masking her panic at his declarations. 'I'll get the doctor down and we'll go from there.'

'What's wrong with me?'

'We'll let the doctor tell you that.'

'No, please, I just want to know.'

'You have some minor cuts to your wrists, a slight bump to the head, a couple of bruises and you were heavily drugged, that's all we found wrong with you.'

'Could that explain me not knowing who I am? Or where I come from?'

'Possibly the head injury, or the high doses of drugs in your system.'

'What drugs?'

'Sir, we'll get the doctor to tell you the rest.' Derek finally nodded, giving up, giving into the temptation to look through his mind, wrack it for memory retrieval of some type but it was no good and when he was alone, he began to feel uneasy about life. What was he going to do on his own?