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A/N: This story guys is to tie in with Episode 8 of Season 6 (SPOILERS)... For Angleico3158789 , hope you continue to love it ... =)
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Derek walked up the corridor slowly later that day, his heart thumping, his feet almost too heavy to move, his mind racing ten times to the dozen. He watched the petite nurse in front of him as she led the way and he tried his hardest to match her strides, but it was getting harder the further into the hospital they made it.
Then she stopped and looked up at him, "she's been after you since they brought her up." She smiled at him lightly, "she's going to be a little drowsy, it's to be expected, but everything's looking good, just don't stress her."
Derek obliged and took the final steps on his own towards the room in the ICU. He stood at the doorway and watched her, he'd done this when she was shot, when she was deep in sleep, he'd just stand and watch her, just so he could later leave knowing that she was alive.
"Hey Mr Morgan," she said sounding well off key for his liking, "how you doing?"
Derek laughed easier, "shouldn't I be asking you that?" He asked her as he approached the bed. It was completely different from when she was shot, he thought that every time he'd see Penelope in a hospital bed, if the occasion ever arose again, it'd always feel the same, but it didn't.
The first thing Derek did, out of instinct, was to lean down and kiss her.
"God you scare me." He told her as he kept the distance close and watched her closing eyes.
"I scare me too," she mused at him with small smile, "I was so scared that that was it, Handsome." Penelope admitted and felt her cheeks become wet with the tears that fell, "I- I just didn't want to go and leave you after the last couple of days."
"Well you didn't leave me," he soothed her as he sat down gingerly on the bed, trying not to move her too much with his weight, "It was close, too close but it didn't happen."
Penelope sniffed, she knew this wouldn't do her any good, the stress of the moment was too much, "Don't leave me." She asked him tiredly, much like she'd asked him earlier, except this time there was a different sound of desperation in her voice. It was just a simple request as she threaded her fingers back through his loosely and closed her eyes.
"I'm not going anywhere." He promised her and found a chair, sat and then brought their joint hands up his mouth. That was how he sat, for hours after as she slept, he just sat and watched her, guarding her, ready to help her however she needed it. He just remained in the same spot; his eyes either surveying her pale features or watching her chest rise and fall.
"Mr Morgan," he heard and looked up at the nurse, "You're needed." She told him and then she grabbed Penelope's chart and began to go to the machines, "she's fine, we just need to check everything's still okay after the surgery. Go, you need to get something to eat and drink."
Derek complied slowly; he stood, bent over and kissed Penelope's cheek, "I'll be right outside, Baby." He whispered and then left the room to find Hotch, "what's up?"
"How is she?" Hotch said as he handed Derek a bottle of water.
"She's been sleeping." Derek told his boss, "she's okay though, but she doesn't know about it being caught on camera."
"Give her until tomorrow at the earliest, she needs to rest." Hotch commented and took a seat, "the information on Penelope is being changed to Morgan, they've got about 4 different locations for Milligan, we're covering bases."
"You got an ID?" Derek said, feeling another bit of hope.
"We do, Reid had facial recognition on the man that stabbed her, he pushed for it to be done, they were nearing an ID the moment I called to tell them to do it." Hotch smiled at him with confidence, "Even though she's hurt badly, she might've been what we needed to solve this, Morgan."
Derek hated that one little phrase in there; she's badly hurt, because Penelope was. In the moments of rescue Penelope had sustained three stab wounds and had no only nearly bled out in that corridor, but had continued to dangle on a fine thread of life the entire time they were heading to the hospital.
When the doctor finally came out to tell the pair how she was, he'd told her they'd lost her a couple of times, and Derek's mind went straight to after when she was shot, and they were told then they'd lost her, but then there was that one little five letter word that made the whole situation so much better. Alive. That one word told them that there was nothing to worry about after all.
"You need eat something." Derek heard and he knew immediately it wasn't Hotch that spoke, as he looked up he looked straight into the face of JJ, and he burst into a large smile. "Eat." She prompted as she handed him a sandwich and can of coke. "So how's my favourite tech doing?"
Derek, sat with the his hands holding the drink and food, looked down and nodded a little, "she's doing okay, JJ." He told her as he looked up a little, "why are you here exactly?"
JJ laughed, "I watch on TV the new Mr and Mrs Morgan as I live and breathe on the screen and then I watch what happens next and I'm supposed to just sit and not do a thing. I should hope my place in this family isn't gone that easily."
"Never." Derek told her as he finally opened the sandwich. He took his second bite when his phone went off. "Shit," he muttered as he saw even more missed calls and his mom ringing him again, setting the food on the seat next to his he stood and went down the hall a little, still in seeing distance of Penelope's room. "Hey mom."
"Oh thank God!" She breathed out down the line, "Derek, the news, what was that about? And you're married and then, oh God is she okay?"
"Mom, Mom, calm down for me and listen," Derek told her calmly, "We were setting up a ploy to get an Unsub, me and Penelope had to be married for it to work, and , well, Penelope got hurt, but she's out of surgery, she just could be doing a lot better I guess."
"You do realise that stunt has caused quite a little stir in the Morgan family, the phone's been nonstop. Especially seeing the way you pulled her out of that room, and the way you were with her before that, Derek..."
"It's complicated, Ma, and I mean she's got a boyfriend."
"Maybe you need to look back on those tapes and see what the whole country saw that you didn't." His mom told him gently, "It's different when you look at something through someone else's eyes." Fran told her son, "Now you better go, do what you need to, I just needed to hear from you that's all."
"Mom..." Derek tried; the ball of unease began to tumble away. He'd never felt at so much of a loss and so inferior of a man in his entire life.
"Listen to me, you want her, make her realise it, because I think you find she's realised it too." His mom continued to tell him, "Love you Derek, ring me when you can."
"Love you too." He put the phone down and looked up at JJ's expectant face. "Mom." He told her as he walked back towards her and took his seat and began to eat again.
"Well that I wasn't expecting," Hotch muttered as he stood up, Derek and JJ's attention snapping up, "Kevin, when did you get here?"
"Not long ago, I-I had to get here as soon as possible. I mean, I, her..." He stuttered at them and then without another word found a nurse and demanded to see Penelope.
He was throwing daggers in Derek's direction, if he'd seen the news, he'd seen it all, even the touching and kissing they were doing.
Derek watched helplessly as Kevin just waltzed right back into their lives, and as much as he loved Penelope, it was her life to lead.
"I think you should go back to Pen in a minute."
"But Lynch..."
"I think her names Mrs Morgan isn't it?" JJ asked and stood up and walked down the corridor a little, leaving him entirely alone in his own space of the waiting room.
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A/N: You didn't really think I'd kill her did you? Pfft! But then... there is always Lynch...
