Home of David and Fran Rossi –

Fran had refrained from calling her son all morning. She didn't want to disturb him, didn't want to act like the over-protective mother but she couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that had fallen over her. Like always whenever she was worried, she was cooking. Knowing her daughter-in-law, she'd already made sure he had everything he needed before leaving town with the team, but here she was well into her third dinner. She chuckled at herself as she looked around her kitchen at the plastic containers filled with her culinary masterpieces. She had to see him even if he thought she was intruding on his peace and quiet, she had to see with her own eyes that he was fine and the food…he could never resist her food, would be her ticket in the door.

As she packed the last basket in the car she heard her phone ringing inside. Quickly rushing back in, she smiled to see her husband's face lighting up her screen.

"Well hello, husband."

"Bella!"

It was good to hear her voice. A smile instantly spread across his face. The case had already proven to be a bad one and there was something about hearing her voice that made him feel better.

"How are you? How's the case going?"

"I'm fine but this case is horrendous."

She heard something in his voice that was slightly off.

"What's going on? You sound funny."

He didn't want to worry her but he'd been watching Penelope going through the motions of being her ever-efficient self but something was obviously bothering her.

"Have you talked to your son today?"

"I was just on my way over there now, what's wrong?"

"I'm sure it's nothing and I don't want you worrying either, Fran Rossi."

"David, spill it right now. What's going on with my kids?"

"It's just that Penelope seems a little worried, she had a hard time getting a hold of Derek earlier and well, you know Penelope she's a worrier like someone else I know."

"Hey, I'm not a worrier, I'm a mother!"

They both laughed at that and relaxed silently acknowledging that they all were probably over-reacting. It wasn't going to stop her from going to see her son and they both knew that too.

Home of Derek Morgan –

Derek slowly pulled himself to his feet. Like earlier the pain had gradually subsided leaving a slight numbness in its place. He felt weak but he was able to make it to the couch where he sat leaning his head against the wall. He wanted to call Savannah to see if this was a normal reaction to the anemia but he didn't want to bother her. Already he was beginning to feel better. One thing for sure he was exhausted and without another thought he stretched out and fell asleep.

Fran waited patiently on the porch she didn't want to admit it to herself but she was worried about her son and if he didn't answer after the third ring she was going to let herself in. Just then the sound of the deadbolt sliding forced a breath of relief through her. She was more than concerned at the sight that confronted her once he opened the door.

"Ma, what are you doing here?"

"Is there a reason I can't come by to see my son?"

He leaned down to take the baskets from her to which she moved them just out of his grasp.

"Ma!"

"No, I've got. Now, step aside and let me in."

He did like he was told with no further protest. She had a way of making him feel like a five-year old kid. He watched as she stepped past him and head toward the kitchen. Mustering what was left of his energy he followed her.

"I could have taken those you know. What's in them any way?"

"You should be in bed! You look like hell, Derek."

"I love you too, Ma."

Setting the baskets on the island she turned to face him. He looked as if he could barely stand. He was worse than he was when she saw him in the hospital. She'd been a nurse for over thirty years and she knew that this was more than anemia.

"Derek, how are you feeling, really?"

"I'm just tired, that's all. Besides it's normal right?"

"No, it's not!"

She looked at him, the dark circles under his eyes and now he was swaying as if he were on the verge of collapsing. Quickly she grabbed his arm and led him to the table.

"Sit!"

"Ma, please I'm fine! I'm not a little kid anymore…"

"Then stop acting like one! You're not fine! You need to be in the hospital, this isn't normal!"

"You're starting to sound like my wife…" He mumbled under his breath.

"Speaking of your wife, were you like this when she left? No, of course you weren't she would have never left you like this!"

"I'll be fine. It's just going to take a few days for the vitamins to kick in."

"Vitamins, what vitamins?"

"Savannah gave me some vitamins to take and they're supposed to help with the anemia and my energy levels or something."

"Savannah! Boy, for the life of me I don't understand why she's still in your life!"

"She's a friend, Ma."

"A friend? Then there's Penelope's ex-boyfriend…"

"He's a friend too."

"Come on, Derek think! Savannah was in love with you, she wanted to marry you and Sam; Sam was a borderline stalker! You want me to believe that now suddenly they are both willing to be just friends? It's not normal…I tell you, it's not normal."

"Ma, really?"

"Where are those vitamins?"

"I don't know, I never really saw them she put them in Pen's hands just before we left the hospital."

Fran turned and surveyed the room looking for a pill bottle. Spotting them on the counter next to the sink she rushed over and retrieved them.

"Are these, them?"

He groggily looked up and shrugged.

"Yeah, I think so, I don't know."

Fran opened the bottle and shook one of the pills into the palm of her hand. Without saying a word she held it up for him to see. He shook his head affirmatively as she dropped the pill back into the bottle.

"Derek, you know how I feel about Savannah, I don't like her, I don't trust her but I need you to listen to me. Something is not right."

"Okay, Ma, I think you're overreacting but okay, I'm listening."

Fran took the seat across from him and began explaining.

"I've been a nurse for over thirty years and I've never seen a doctor give a patient medication in such a large bottle especially without any labeling. Even samples are labeled, Derek."

"What are you trying to say, that Savannah is trying to poison me?"

"I'm saying that this unmarked bottle is not normal, and look at you, you're worse than you were when you left the hospital. Just let me take one of these, vitamins, and have it checked out."

"Ma, no I'm not about to accuse Savannah of trying to kill me, it's ridiculous!

"Derek!"

"No, absolutely not! Now if you're just going to sit here and bash Savannah, you can leave, I'll be fine!"

"Okay, okay! I'll stop but I'm worried about you, Baby Boy, you are not well."

"Ma, please stop!"

"Have you eaten?"

"Yeah, Savannah came over and fixed me breakfast earlier this morning."

"Savannah!"

"Ma, you agreed…"

"Fine, we'll it's time for lunch and I brought enough food to feed an army."

"Thanks, I'm going to just lie down until it's ready."

She watched as he struggled to stand her mother's intuition was on high alert and as he walked out of the room, she vowed to get to the bottom of what was happening to her son. She didn't trust Savannah and the fact the she and Sam were now a couple didn't sit well with her either. The two of them were up to something, what she didn't know but she was going to use every resource at her disposal to save her son if it was the last thing she did.