Tuesday 2:20AM - 15 minutes before.

As soon as Luke felt as if it was safe, he quietly paced himself down the nearest hallway. His eyes going from side to side, seeing if anything sticks out. "Please go into your rooms and don't come out until the nurses has indicated it's safe." He informed the patients who were leaning their heads out of their rooms, wondering why the hospital's emergency alarm is blaring on. "Please!" In the midst of trying to help the senior patients into their rooms, he noticed a dark silhouette running past the hallway with the sound of a door opening and closing. Following the sound and pulling the safety latch on his gun, Luke leaned against the wall to control his breathing. "Prentiss," he said through the phone as soon as he felt it vibrate. "Where are you?"

"Second floor," the sound of Emily running and harsh breathing was heard through the phone. "I called the others. Local police should be here in no time. I don't see him here."

"Alright, I'm on the fourth floor." Luke whispered as he narrowed his eyes at the door, the one that had opened earlier. He turned slowly with his hand on the doorknob, just as he was about to twist it, Luke fell on the floor when the door suddenly opened and someone rushing out of it. "Prentiss!" His cellphone and handgun had slid across to the corner, unable to reach it.

Prentiss halted her steps as soon as she heard a struggle through the call. "Alvez!" She silently cursed to herself before hanging up the phone and rushing over to the fourth floor.

Luke groaned when he felt a hard kick to his sides. Twisting his body around, Luke managed to grip onto the edges of the wall, getting up. Looking at the man in front of him, Luke scoffed as he spit out the blood from his mouth. "You're the bastard, aren't you?"

He smirked as he tilted his head, his eyes scanning at Luke up and down. "I don't see what she sees in you." Jacob looked down to see the phone that slid over to the corner, in one swift stomp - the phone shattered and broke. "She will realize that she's wrong."

"Penelope has to realize what?" Luke drew out a deep breath. "That she's meant to love you?" He started chuckling while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. "We both know that'll never happen. What did you think? After hurting her like that, she'll run into your arms?" He narrowed his eyes at him as he inched his steps closer. "You're one sick bastard."

Jacob laughed. "What I did was to help her."

"Help her?" Luke repeated in anger. Having enough of the little chit chat, Luke clenched his hands into a fist and punched Jacob across the face. As soon as he fell on the ground, Luke got on top of him - tightening his hold around the thighs so that guy wouldn't be able to escape. "You," Luke continued to punch him with every word leaving his mouth. "Ruined! Her! Life!" His arm went up in the air for one more punch but Luke gasped in pain when he felt a sharp edge in his stomach. Looking down, he saw a knife stabbed into him. Luke fell on the floor, struggling as he tried to take the knife out of him.

"No, no, no." Jacob walked over with a smirk before he took the knife out, blood spewing everywhere. "I'm not done with you." This time, he got on top of Luke and laughed harder as each stab went into Luke's body. "You need to go away for her to realize," he stopped talking when he heard the sound of a door opening. "Looks like I have to leave." Dropping the knife on the floor next to Luke, Jacob rushed through the emergency doors.

Emily screeched her steps at the end of the hallway, her eyes widened at the pool of blood around Luke. "Alvez!" She fell on her knees as she placed Luke's head on her lap. He's not awake, his breathing is slow and unstable. Trying to force him awake, she lightly hit her cheeks for a reaction. "You're going to be alright." She breathed in and out uncontrollably once her hands were covered in his blood. Shaking her head at the stab wounds all over his body, she tried her best to clear her thoughts on what to do next. "DOCTOR!" Emily screamed on top of her lungs to call for help in the dark hallway.

. . .

Tuesday 2:50AM

Staring at the floor with a blank expression on her face, Emily tried to control her irregular breathing as she wiped her hands with a dry towel. Her hands are covered with Luke's blood. Not to mention that her clothes are drenched in sweat and dry blood. Not able to sit still, she got up from the chair and start pacing around in the waiting room. Luke has been in the operation room for a little over ten minutes now. Just by looking at the expression on the doctor's face, she knew that it's not going to be easy. Before she had time to process who it was, somebody pulled her into a hug. Emily sighed deeply with her eyes briefly closed. "I'm fine, JJ."

JJ pulled away and shook her head. "What happened?"

Emily glanced up to see the others arriving at the waiting room. "He was here. Within a span of twenty minutes, he managed to come in and out of the hospital."

"How'd he do that?" Spencer asked.

"He must've hacked the cameras beforehand," Rossi concluded. "He came here knowing where the cameras are located. Did he try to contact Penelope?"

"I don't know," Emily sighed. "I fell asleep. Opened my eyes and she was gone. I got worried and started searching around for Penelope. That's when I saw Luke and he started helping me. Within a few minutes, the hospital alarm went off and he called me saying that the Unsub was here." She looked at the others, unable to control her frustrations at the fact that he managed to escape again. "Two minutes, if I had ran faster, I would've caught the damn bastard."

"This isn't your fault," JJ reassured her. "Luke being hurt has nothing to do with you. The Unsub was just two steps ahead of us."

Derek rushed over to the waiting room, his eyes furrowed in anger as he threw his jacket onto a chair. "Where's Penelope?!"

"She's asleep." Emily said. "I asked the nurse to inject her with that sleeping medicine. I didn't want Penelope to be awake for this."

"Where were you when she went missing for almost an hour?" Derek questioned as he stepped closer to Emily. "Why weren't you watching her?"

Emily lightly scoffed. "I was watching her, I just fell asleep."

"Fell asleep? You're supposed to be on guard!" Derek narrowed his eyes at her. "You're supposed to be the leader! You should know better! The fact that you fell asleep and let Penelope wander around like that, do you know how dangerous that was for her? She could've been kidnapped again! He was here! In the same building that's supposed to be safe for her! And you just fell asleep?!"

"Morgan..." Spencer said.

"Shut it, kid." Derek warned. "What? Just because the case is put on the back burner, you think it'll be alright to fall asleep?"

Rossi stepped in the middle to separate Derek from Emily, his hand placed on Derek's shoulders. "Morgan, this isn't on Emily."

"Isn't it? The nurses told us that Penelope has the tendencies to wander around without telling anyone! If she was going to be on guard, she's supposed to watch Penelope at all cost!"

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" JJ asked, having enough of Derek's tantrums. "She's fine! Penelope is fine! She's in the room! The main problem right now is that one of our own is currently in a life and death situation in that damn surgery room! All you care about is screaming at Emily for doing something that's practically normal?! Look at her, Derek! She's covered in blood and is traumatized that she wasn't there in time for Luke!"

"Well, she wasn't there in time for Penelope either, wasn't she?" Derek coldly asked with a glare.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Emily asked.

Derek scoffed. "I watched the footage on the night Penelope was taken. You and Luke were the last ones to see her. If you had stayed longer, you could've stopped the kidnapping. Penelope wouldn't have been hurt and in pain like this!" Derek screamed. "You saw her today! She's pretending and lying through her teeth about being fine with everything when it's obvious that she'll never be okay again. She is different! She's a walking mummy!" He backed away and chuckled at Emily. "Where's your guilt? Where's your trauma for being the last one to see Penelope before she was taken? I didn't see any of that while we were on the case!"

"Morgan," Spencer said. "That's not right for you to say."

"I'm just saying what I've been holding back." Derek replied. "Like it or not."

JJ glared at Derek. "Did you ask them? Did you ask if they were guilty or not? You didn't. Since you came back, all you have been doing is screaming at Luke and demand this or that from people. If you didn't ask, how would you know that they didn't feel guilty about it? Look at you," JJ couldn't help but shake her head in disappointment as she looked at her longtime friend, someone who she considers the one she can trust with her life. "You're so wrapped in your head about everybody's fault, why don't you look at your own? Where is the Derek Morgan that we know and love? The one that I know, would come in here and ask how is a fellow agent is doing? The one I know, would ask if Emily is okay because she's a friend. He wouldn't yell and blame everything on her just because of an incident that we couldn't control." She took a deep breath. "Luke Alvez, like him or not, he's a fellow agent and a friend of ours. What he did was to save Penelope, he got stabbed over and over again for Penelope. How do you stand here and have the audacity to not ask about him?"

Derek stared at JJ for a few seconds, unable to answer. "I - "

"Save it." JJ said. "I don't want to hear any of it."

Spencer stood in the middle, not knowing what he can say to ease JJ's anger but also Derek's. He adverted his attention over to the waiting room's entrance when the doctor was walking over. "Doctor," rushing over with the others. "How is he?"

"He lost a lot of blood," the doctor said. "I managed to control most of the area but it doesn't look good."

Emily held her hands together as she pleaded with her eyes. "Please."

"He was stabbed fourteen times. Out of the fourteen, ten of them were deep wounds. I must say, he's lucky that he didn't get stabbed around the heart. The stabs were irrational and looks as if it was uncontrollably done." The doctor took off his mask as he sighed. "He's not reacting to anything. It's as if he fell into a coma, something that is out of our hands. If he doesn't wake up in 24 hours, he's not going to make it." He looked at each and every agent with apologetic eyes. "I'm sorry."

As soon as the doctor walked away, Rossi turned to the others. "What does this mean?"

"Considering the circumstances of how the stabs were done and the amount of blood loss for Luke, he's either going to die or live by 24 hours." Spencer explained. "Someone as built as Luke is strong but he doesn't have enough strength to fight back the loss of blood. Everybody dies if they lose too much. With him being in a coma, this all depends on him." He looked up and immediately regret his explanation. "I'm sorry. I was just - "

"It's okay," Emily said slowly as she sat back down on the chair. "It'll be okay, right?" They turned their heads to the sound of a gurney being pushed and Luke laying there, motionless and almost too pale for their liking. As the gurney past them, Emily drew out a breath. "Who's going to tell her? Who's going to tell Penelope?"

. . .

Tuesday 11:00AM

"Why did you do it?" JJ asked carefully. It has been a little over thirty minutes since the team informed Penelope about Luke's upcoming fate. She didn't react at all. Penelope sat still, her face expressionless as she blinked her eyes while the time went by. The other members separated to check out the cameras and other parameters around the hospital. Despite the fact the Unsub probably knows what he was doing with the cameras, the team wants to take extra measures just in case. "Penelope, you have to understand that none of this is your fault. We're not blaming you so you shouldn't either."

"Jacob."

JJ knit her eyebrows together. "What?"

"I never told you the name he gave me because I just assumed that it's a fake," Penelope muttered under her breath. She blinked several times, her hands fidgeting under the blanket. "Jacob. He called himself Jacob."

"He didn't give you a last name?"

"No." Penelope answered. "Just Jacob."

"P, look at me." JJ walked over and sat at the end of the bed. Making sure that she has eye contact with Penelope, she sighed. "Emily is on the phone right now with the higher authority. This time, she doesn't give a rat's ass on what they're going to say. She wants the case back on the grid and for everybody to be on it. She's demanding the help of each division in the FBI. It's a high demand and probably won't be given but the least they could do is give us the permission to seek the case out again."

Penelope blinked her eyes again. "Does it matter?"

"Of course it does," JJ answered. "He has managed to hurt you and Luke. That is not going to settle well with us."

"He didn't come here to see me," Penelope said. "His target was Luke from the beginning. He was in the hospital long before I went into the dark website. Playing a sick joke on me because he knows how much I care for this team." Tears start brimming against her eyes as she stared at JJ. She refuses to blink again because that would only mean for the tears to slide down her face. "It's a warning. If he doesn't have me, no one else will."

"Wait - " JJ held her hands up. "Penelope, slow down. What are you saying? Dark website? Target Luke?" All this time, the team had just assume that attacking Luke was just a moment's chance. That he probably ran into Luke while trying to run away before getting caught. "He would've hurt any of us if he ran into us."

"No." Penelope said. "He wanted Luke."

JJ cleared her throat. "Why? Why would he target Luke if his intentions has always been only you so far? And how would you know this, P?"

She finally blinked her eyes, letting the tears she kept in slide down slowly. "Because Luke was a threat to him." Penelope took a deep breath. "Just because I admitted to liking Luke."

Realization hit JJ as she covered her face with her hands for a few seconds. "Penelope, he's a narcissistic. He doesn't care for anything but himself. The fact that he went out his way to kidnap you because he believes in some sort of love that you two share shows he has to be in control." She rubbed her eyes from the lack of sleep. "When you confessed your feelings about Luke, did anything else happened?"

"Yeah, Jennifer. He murdered somebody right in front of me," Penelope said. She opened her mouth to speak but started laughing at the realization of what JJ is actually doing. "No. You're not going to do this whole profiling cognitive crap on me."

JJ bit her lower lip. "Garcia, we've only been holding back for you. Emily insisted to give you time and wait until you're willing to come to us with information when you want to." She cleared her throat, clenching onto Penelope's hands. "We were even lucky enough for you to give us a sketch of him with the help of the nurses. Think about it. Luke can die any minute if we don't think of anything to help. Considering the situation that we're in right now, I can't think of anything else that could help us with the exception of this."

Penelope hated being treated as a victim. She still hates it. The way people look at her, the way people are always being careful around her. "What do you want to know?" She closed her eyes, her hands holding onto JJ for dear life.

"After what happened in the motel and he took you to the house," JJ hated doing this to her but it's the only way. "Tell me about the house," she watched as Penelope started controlling her own breathing. "What do you see?"

"Bright...colors...just like my house. He created an exact replica of my house in the bedroom." Penelope felt herself trembling as she recalled waking up in the bedroom. "Everything except for pictures. He didn't have the pictures I had displayed of us and the team. He didn't want it there."

JJ nodded her head. "Because we were toxic to him. He didn't want any of the memories you have of us in the room."

"He opened the door," she wanted to open her eyes so badly as the memories flashes back. "Platter of cookies in his hands. He sat down on the bed and asked if I started thinking clearly then." Penelope twitched as if she felt his touch on her right now. "He called me Daisy, he didn't want to call me by my name anymore. Daisy. Daisy. He just kept repeating as if he wanted to engrave it in my head."

"What happened after that?"

"I cried." Penelope recalled. "I wanted to be back in my actual home with all my things in it. That's when he started screaming at me for lying to him, he wanted me to think clearly. To realize that I do actually love him and that the house is going to be our house like before."

"Like before?" She repeated before clearing her throat to continue talking. "Luke," JJ said. "Did you say anything about Luke while he was screaming at you that night?"

Penelope nodded her head. "You'll never be like Luke. Unless I die and become somebody else, I will never like somebody like you. Keep me trap all you want, it'll be useless. You'll never compare to Luke or anyone in my team. They protect me because they love and care for me. What you're doing is sick and twisted. Kill me if you have to because falling in love with you will be the last thing I will ever do." She took another deep breath. "That's what I said to him."

"And then what happened?"

She snapped her eyes opened, her eyes wide and alarmed. "Then he...he..."

JJ gripped onto Penelope's shoulders. "It's okay." JJ found herself slightly crying the more she looked at Penelope. JJ can't imagine the pain that she went through inside the house. Pulling her into a hug, she exhaled deeply. "I can't - "

"He was yelling." Penelope interrupted.

"You already told me that, Pene - "

She shook her head. "He was yelling during the whole time while he was..." she didn't want to further speak about the incident. Knowing how fast JJ is with things, she could tell JJ already knew what she meant. "But it wasn't directed toward me. It was as if he was yelling at somebody in the room but nobody was there. Demanding to know the truth, demanding to know that he was better than him. Felt as if he wasn't talking about me or Luke. I was too busy screaming to understand anything that he was really saying." The blocked memories were slowly coming back after going through the cognitive process. "I fought and pushed him off. I fell off the bed and quickly grabbed something to wear."

"You don't have to tell me about this part, if you don't want to." JJ could see the pain on Penelope's face.

"He pulled my hair and threw me against the wall." Penelope recalled as she went through every single moment in her head right now. "When I shoved him away, my back hit against the nightstand. That's when it fell."

"What fell?"

"A book...no," Penelope closed her eyes. "A diary, it was opened so I saw words in it but I was too busy crawling away to notice what it said."

JJ nodded her head as she wrote it down on her hand with a pen. "What happened when you tried to crawl?"

"He tried pulling me back near the bed and started kicking my head violently," Penelope shuddered. "That's when I turned around while throwing my legs in the air repeatedly. I think my legs hit him because he fell," she kept nodding to herself as the memory replayed in her head. "I managed to get the door to open and fell down the stairs because I didn't see it. I could hear him...he was screaming, louder than before." She opened her eyes again. "He caught up near the door and hit my head again but I kicked him. That's when I ran out of the house and got hit by the car."

JJ let out a sigh of relief. It's not much information but it was still something useful. The team could try and deduct certain things that Penelope pointed out. And from what she can see, it looks as if Penelope have not been his first victim - something the team had assumed due to the one year stalking. But if he was this dedicated, there could be another one that they don't know about.

"Daisy." Penelope said.

"I know," JJ arched an eyebrow. "He forced you to think of yourself as Daisy. I think the name Jacob could be a fake but if we try - "

"No," Penelope recalled. "The diary that fell off the nightstand, I caught a glimpse of the name on the cover." She looked at JJ. "Daisy."

"Whoever she is or was, she must've been the trigger."

Penelope nodded her head. She watched as JJ sent out a text message to the team. "I want to see him."

"What?" She looked up from the phone.

"Luke," Penelope said. "I want to see him."

JJ sighed. "He's in coma, Penelope. Spencer and Rossi talked to the doctor about further information. They're calling it a critical coma. If he doesn't wake up in," she checked the time on her phone. "Fifteen hours, he'll - " she paused when Penelope suddenly stood up from the bed, unplugging the IV from her arm. "Penelope..."

"I'll be fine," she said. "I just want," Penelope cleared her throat with a brief smile. "I need to see Luke."

. . .

Tuesday 11:20AM

"He dodged his head here," Spencer pointed out on the screen. "And he must've waited a few seconds against the wall because he knew when the camera was going to turn. As soon as it did, he rushed down the hallway."

Rossi shook his head. "This guy isn't as simple as we thought at first."

"This is where it's weird," Spencer said. "He's sitting at the chairs, acting as if he was waiting for a family member to come out. "Takes out a laptop. Why take out a laptop in the middle of everything else?"

JJ entered the room. "Dark website," she stood next to Spencer and crossed her arms. "Penelope just told me that when she snuck out of the room, she hacked into one of the hospital's computers and entered the dark website."

"She promised Hotch that she wouldn't do that again." Spencer said.

"Well, it was the only way she could contact Jacob."

"Who?" Rossi asked.

JJ shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry, I meant Unsub. Penelope said that he called himself Jacob in the house but I highly doubt that's his actual name."

"I don't know," Spencer said. "He's narcissistic. He wants people to know him so what's better than giving your real name when you know it's safe? The house was probably the safe point for him."

Rossi turned back to the screen. "Okay. He connects himself into the dark website and made contact with Penelope." Typing the on the computer to switch up the cameras. "This is where Luke and the Unsub met." He tilted his head as he studied the body frame of the Unsub. "Look at him. He's confidently walking toward Alvez. He knew he was going to escape."

Spencer sighed. "There. Luke lost control of his anger and straddled on top of the Unsub. Started punching - "

"I would too." Rossi said under his breath.

JJ narrowed his eyes. "He managed to take out the knife without Luke noticing."

"And that's when the surprised expression came across Luke's face," Spencer noticed. "Irrational and uncontrollably angry." Spencer had to look away from the part of repeated stabbing on Luke. "This was a personal vendetta but why? What does he have against Luke?"

"Penelope." JJ replied. "He felt threatened because Penelope confessed her feelings about Luke to him." Rossi and Spencer's eyes widened. She nodded her head as soon as she saw their expressions. "I know."

Rossi sighed. "I don't know if this is an appropriate time but it's about damn time."

"Where is she?"

"Visiting Luke. I had one of the nurses keep watch by the door." JJ answered.

. . .

Tuesday 1:00PM

Penelope sat on the chair beside the bed as she stared at Luke. With his eyes closed, he looks as if he was just taking a nap instead of being stuck in a coma. She can't remember a time where he was ever this quiet. Granted, it's only been seven months since she's known him but Luke being this quiet is oddly irritating for her. Slowly, she lifted her hand from her sides and placed it on top of his hand. "Your hand is really cold." Nothing, he's not replying. She took a deep breath as she watched his chest go up and down. "Cold means death, you know. That's how I felt when I was in the container - freezing, shivering and slowly dying in my mind. But you already know that because I shared everything with you that night on the rooftop." She tightened her grip onto his hand. "I always happen to share everything with you, no matter how hard I try not to. You just manage to creep up there with that damn caring smile. It's annoying, you're always annoying." Penelope looked at his face, covered with bruises and cuts. "Look at you, Newbie. Even with you lying on this bed, you're still annoying. What did you do to your handsome face?" She scoffed when her other hand touched his face carefully. "Part of your beard is shaved off."

Her brief smile vanished. "Luke Alvez, I'm going to need you to wake up. I need you to open those beautiful eyes of yours and wake up. Because if you don't, you'll die. These machines," she looked at the wires and machines that surrounded the room. "are the only thing that's keeping you alive but once the beeping is gone, you're dead." Wiping her tears away, Penelope blinked repetitively to control herself. "I need you to tell me that everything that has been happening isn't my fault. That's what you always do for me, right? Being there when I needed someone the most, being there and telling me the words to calm me down. You always knew what to say, Luke. Please wake up and tell me that you laying here isn't my fault because right now, everything freaking sucks. You're literally on the brink of death because of me. This feeling sucks. I thought nothing could be more painful that what happened to me but this, this is more painful than anything." She gripped onto his hand with both of her hands, her voice trembling as tears covered her face. "Wake up and make me laugh. Wake up and make me smile. Luke, I am so sick of the crying." Seeing as how he hasn't responded yet, she bit her lower lip. "What if I promise I won't hide anything anymore? You always know when I'm lying or acting odd, like last night. What if I promise that I will try and be more open with my pain? I will open up with the members and let them help me. I won't hide my emotions, I won't hide my pain. If I need a hug, I'll ask for a hug. If I need reassure that none of this is my fault, I'll ask someone to remind me." Penelope placed her her head on the edge of the bed, crying. "Just wake up."

"Penelope..." Emily stood by the doorway with her hands on her phone, a sad expression written all over her face.

"Emily..." Penelope wiped her tears away, walking over to Emily. She could see the painful expresson on Emily's face. "I'm so sorry."

Emily's eyes widened as she shook her head. "No, no, no." She pulled Penelope into an embrace, wrapping her arms tightly. "If you blame yourself, I won't be able to blame myself." She pulled away and lightly laugh at the situation. "God, we're so emotional."

Penelope sighed. "How long more?"

"Thirteen." Emily said. "The doctor just told me - " she abruptly stopped talking when the machine suddenly stopped beeping. Before she had time to ask questions, the doctor and nurses start rushing into the room.

"What...what is going on?!" Penelope screamed. She tried to enter back in the room but Emily dragged her away. "Emily!"

Emily choked up as she tried to hold back tears while pulling Penelope away. "We can't watch this, Penelope. We can't watch this."

Spencer and the others immediately rushed over as soon as they heard the news, their eyes glancing at the room. "Is he - "

"No." Emily answered. "I think he stopped breathing. The doctor rushed in, I think they might be performing CPR right now."

Penelope's eyes closed as she rubbed her face. "This can't be happening, this can't be happening."

Derek walked over. "Baby Girl..."

She looked up and cried as soon as she saw Derek. "He can't die, Morgan."

Nodding his head before he wrapped his arms around her, he looked at the others. Their expressions are understandable as if they're ready for whatever might happen to Luke. "I know, baby." He sighed. "I know."

The doors to Luke's room opened again, the doctor coming out while exhaling deeply. He made his way over to the others, his expression sullen and tired. "He's breathing again but if he collapses again like this, I don't think I'll be able to save him again." He turned his attention over to Penelope. "I'm afraid that it won't be 24 hours but rather five hours or so. I listened to his heartbeat, it's slow and not pumping the way it should be. I'm sorry but if he doesn't wake up in five - "

"He'll wake up." Penelope interrupted. "He has to wake up."

"I hope so, Miss Garcia." The doctor said. "I really hope so."

JJ rubbed her temples, trying to stop the headache from bothering her. "I hate to ask this but does anyone know if Luke has family nearby?"

"No." They said in unison.

Spencer looked at JJ. "He rarely talked about his family, only about Roxy."

"We have to inform somebody," JJ took out her phone. "I'll ask Agent Anderson to open Luke's file and search for his family's information." She glanced at Penelope before turning to Emily. "He said five hours."

Emily closed her eyes and nodded her head. "Do it." None of them wants this to happen but if the doctor is right and Luke doesn't manage to wake up before five hours, somebody has to be here for him. "I need fresh air." She said before leaving everybody behind her and out of the building.

Penelope stepped away from Derek. "I need a laptop. No, I need my laptop."

"What?" Rossi asked. "That's in the BAU."

"I need the laptop."

JJ could tell from the tone of Penelope's voice that she wasn't kidding around. "I'll tell Agent Anderson to bring Luke's folder and your laptop over here instead."

"Thank you, JJ."

Spencer and Derek watched as Penelope walked by over to Luke's room, sitting next to his hospital bed. "Why does she need her laptop?" Derek asked.

JJ sighed. "I think she's going to make contact again with him."

. . .

Tuesday 2:00PM

"Baby Girl, do you really think this is a bright idea?" Derek asked as he watched her type on her laptop faster than he has ever seen.

"Chocolate Thunder, I love you but if this is the only way for us to capture him. I am doing it." Penelope said.

Spencer looked at her. "You tried contacting him last night and only talked to him for a few minutes. What do you think you can do this time?"

Penelope stopped typing and looked at everybody. Emily had returned from taking a break outside and now they're all in Luke's room. "This time I'm not afraid." She cleared her throat. "Okay, I'm lying but this time, I remember things that I blocked out with the help of Jennifer."

JJ smiled. "Yes."

"I can use it against him."

"Baby, that's dangerous." Derek said.

"So is everything else that you guys do out in the field but you still do it. Why?" Penelope asked.

"Because that's our job and we save lives." Spencer answered.

"And I am going to save mine and anyone else that might be in danger because of him." Penelope returned to the laptop and typed the final codes. "I'm in."

Emily looked at the screen. "God, I don't know what that all means."

"Are you to reach out to him?" Rossi asked.

Penelope scoffed. Her eyes looking up at the camera in Luke's room before she looked at the message on the screen. "I don't have to. He already knows."
How sweet of you. Don't you think it's dumb of you to do this after the last time?

Derek shook his head. "I want to punch him."

"You guys witnessed me being mean before, right?"

Spencer and JJ looked at each other. "Yes."

"Well, you're about to witness what I call The In Pain and Furious Penelope Garcia." Penelope started typing the first message. Who's Daisy?

You.

Did you hurt her like you did with me? Is that why she's not with you? Was I a replacement? Did you murder people like you did?

I know what you're doing and it's not going to work. How about you tell Luke Alvez over there a goodbye message for me? He seems awfully pale.

"Penelope - " Derek start to say but was immediately hushed by her. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as he watched Penelope open up another window on the laptop. Entering in numerous codes and numbers on the screen.

"I cut off the cameras." Penelope said.

"You hacked into the hospital's security?" Rossi asked.

"That's not what else I am doing," Penelope muttered as she typed another message to him. You may be a fast learner with the hacking but you're not as good as me. Don't test me.

That's sad. Real sad. You think cutting off footages is going to do you any good? This dark website may be the only connection I have with you right now but once I have you in my hands again, Daisy. I won't ever let you go.

Daisy. I bet she left you because you're useless. Obviously you need anger management. Maybe she probably never liked you in the first place. Did you force her to like you? Did you keep her hidden like you did with me? Was everybody around her toxic?

Stop. You better stop. This dark website won't protect you for long. How do you know if I am not in the hospital again?

Spencer looked at the others. "Uhh, is this really a good idea?"

"I don't know." Emily admitted.

Penelope narrowed her eyes at the screen. I practically invented the dark website. And I already know you're not here. As soon as she sent the message, she shut herself off the dark website and turned to the others. "I found him." Turning the laptop over, she showed the address to them. "He's ten minutes away, I already sent a message to the local cops nearby. Road blocks are being set up as I speak."

"Garcia, how did you - " Emily looked at her in shock. They had a tech analyst do everything since the case but it was absolutely useless. "He had his location routing in ten different countries. How did you - "

"I'm better." Penelope cleared her throat. "I guess after what happened, I lost my ways and thought I couldn't do anything to help. If I had realize this sooner - "

"Penelope," JJ said. "Stop. Did you see what you just did? You pushed him through a screen. You pushed those buttons knowing what to say and he was too angry about it that he forgot to protect his walls. That's how you managed to get the location. You did it."

Derek nodded his head. "You did."

"Come on, we have to hurry!" Emily said as she rushed out the door with the others behind her.

"We'll be back." JJ said. "I contacted Luke's family member. She'll be here soon. If he doesn't make it," her voice cracked. "Contact us."

Penelope nodded her head. "I will." As soon as everybody left the room, she looked up at the clock on the wall. There is only three hours left until the fifth hour mark. She held onto Luke's hand. "Did you hear that? I did it, I finally did it." Penelope touched his face lightly. "So when are you going to stop being annoying and wake up?"

"Is that my baby?" Penelope turned her head to the sudden voice, immediately standing up to see an elderly woman by the doorway. "Is my baby okay?"

"Ma'am," Penelope didn't know what to say. "I'm..."

"Penelope Garcia." The woman made her way over to Luke, her wrinkly hands touching Luke's face as she cried. "He's talked about you."

"He...he has?"

She looked at Penelope. "My name is Bernice Alvez, I'm his grandmother."

"It's nice to..." Penelope cried. "I'm so sorry."

Bernice whimpered as she looked at Luke. "I was informed that he has less than a couple of hours?"

"Yes." Penelope stood by the wall, not knowing what to exactly do.

"Did you get hurt too?" Bernice asked. "You're in a hospital gown just like him."

Penelope nodded her head. "I'm okay."

Bernice stared at Luke with a small smile on her face. "He's the only family I have," she wiped her tears. "And I'm the only one he has."

"Really?" Penelope doesn't know anything about Luke. "May I ask - "

"Car accident." Bernice grimaced at the sight of the bandages around her grandson. "He's the only one that survived."

Penelope opened her mouth to say something but she kept her silence. She looked at Luke, somebody who always laughs and smiles but hides his pain from his past. He makes everybody feel at ease because he doesn't want to be considered as weak or affected by events that happens in his life. She closed her eyes as tears slide down her face, that's why he is always so understanding of her.

He's just like her. Protective of their emotional walls, scared to open up because it would just open a gate to further pain.

"Baby?!" Bernice weakly said.

Distracted from her thoughts, Penelope blinked her eyes in confusion when she noticed the doctor and nurses rushing back in. She started breathing heavily when the sounds of machine was uncontrollably beeping again. "No...Luke -"

"Miss Garcia - " The doctor stood in front of her, his hands gripping onto her shoulders. "He's fine!"

"What?" Penelope asked. That's when her vision started to become clearer and her hearing returned. Did she just imagine the machines going off? "I...he's fine?"

The doctor nodded his head as he stepped off to the side for her to see. "He is."

Penelope adverted her attention over to Luke, she gasped as soon as she saw his eyes were opened. "Luke..."

"Ahhh," Luke managed to say in a soft, weak voice. The pain on his stomach is incredibly harsh to wake up to. "Where am I?" Bernice cried as she kissed her grandson on the forehead repeatedly. "Grandma, what are you doing here?"

"You scared me half to death!" Bernice screamed.

Luke winced in pain as he breathed. He slightly turned his head over to the familiar sound crying. He chuckled as soon as he saw Penelope. "Hey..."
Penelope walked over. "You're so damn annoying."

"Hmm..." Luke sighed. "Don't make me laugh. It hurts." It took him a few more seconds to get some words out. The sound of Penelope laughing replacing the crying was soothing to hear. "But listen..."

"What?" Penelope looked at him.

Luke lightly smiled. "At least I woke up and made you laugh."

Penelope looked at Bernice, who were looking at them with an expression she couldn't tell if it was amused or interested. As her eyes gaze at Luke, she sighed out of relief as she reached for Luke's hand. She couldn't help but smile as soon as they made contact in the eyes.