Mabel had to admit that she had given birth to a monster. Maybe it was a consequence of deciding to become a mother much too late in life or maybe the fact that she'd spent too much time proving that she belonged along side the other blue blooded, blue haired mavens of the old moneyed rich that were her husband's world and not enough time raising her son who most times seemed much too needy for his own good and her tolerance level. Whatever the reason, she was sure it was her failings somewhere and some how that made him the beast that he'd become. Her life was over she'd lived far longer than anyone had expected spending the last twenty years of her life pretending to be the hired help instead of his mother.

She could only imagine what he was going to do to the young woman once he returned to her room. He had put her in a position of desperation; Daniel had her husband trapped in the special room in the basement that he had spent the last six months crafting to be his ultimate torture chamber. She had no boundaries for her rotten child and now there were no limits for him as an adult. Money and his sense of entitlement had given him free reign on what he'd planned for the defenseless agent and his beautiful wife. She was deathly afraid of her own son and he'd shown her what he would do even to her if she betrayed him. She could still feel his hands on her body, places a son should never touch but he did and afterwards, he laughed as she lay on the floor bloody and humiliated; mocking her and considering her nothing more than garbage. Well, now she wondered what his plans for her would be after he'd gotten his revenge. Would he kill her too or would he repeat his acts from earlier against her again. Either way, Mabel knew that if she were to survive she'd have to see him for what he was; Mabel needed to have a plan too.

There was nothing Penelope could do but watch him and the effects the dropping temperature was having on him. He'd stopped his pacing several minutes ago and now he lay crumpled in the corner motionless; she could barely see his chest moving as his breathing had slowed considerably. Daniel would be back any time now and she knew what he expected from her; total surrender. He'd do everything possible to hurt her, to destroy her and after it was all done she would never be the same again. But if it saved Derek's life she would endure the unspeakable just to see him free.

Five Years Ago…

Penelope relished a few minutes alone while Kevin retrieved their things from the car and prepared something for them to eat. He'd taken such care in planning the weekend shopping for her favorite food and wine. She felt like a wretch knowing what she had planned to do after the weekend was over. There was no way she could continue pretending that she had feelings for him it wasn't fair to him. Every second spent with him felt like an eternity and now she regretted promising him this alone time with her.

She'd barely turned the shower off when he entered the room. She could smell chicken noodle soup, one of the few things that he could actually cook.

"Plum Sauuucce!" He sang. "You're not going to stay in there forever are you?"

If it would keep her from having to spend any more time with him, then yes, she'd love to spend the weekend under the hot water, she thought. Quickly she dried off, hoping that he did not decide to join her.

"Plum Sauce, your soup is ready. I thought we could eat it in bed; I can feed you and then I can make wild passionate love to you, Penny!" He said sitting the tray on the dresser.

Was he whining? He sounded so pitiful and she was revolted by the thought of his hands on her. She plastered a strained smile across her face and wearing a long flannel gown she stepped out of the bathroom. With a wide grin across his face he extended his hand to her guiding her over to the bed.

"Wow, you are so beautiful! You're the only woman I know that can make flannel sexy! I can't wait to ravish you, tonight!"

Forgetting about the soup he'd brought to her he pulled her into a tight embrace. She stiffened as he began planting wet kisses on her neck while his hands roamed her body pulling her full-length gown up her legs and thighs until his hands were on her bare skin.

"Kevin, please don't!"

She tried pulling away but he held her tight against him his hands now working the gown above her waist and moaning as if he had not heard her protest.

"Kevin, not now!"

"You know you want this, Penny!"

But she didn't want it and she didn't want him. She should have never agreed to come. What did she think would happen when they got here? She felt as if she was suffocating and he wouldn't stop backing them both toward the bed.

"Wh-what about the soup, it's going to get cold." She pleaded.

"Forget the soup. We can heat it up later."

"But…"

"No buts"

He pushed her onto the bed and quickly pounced landing on top of her and pinning her in place. She could hear her gown ripping and the shredding material being discarded on the floor. She didn't want this! Her mind was on Derek now! He'd kill Kevin if he knew what he was making her do. She wanted Derek…needed him to save her…

Present Day…

The door opened he was back dressed in a ridiculous looking silk robe that seemed to belong in B rated movie. All he needed now was a cigar and a snifter of brandy. He reeked of cologne and she assumed that except for his black dress socks he was naked under the robe. Smiling he approached her as she turned back to the screen watching as Derek began to move again.

"I adjusted the temperature to a more tolerable level. He'll be back to his old self in a few minutes."

"Thank you." She responded without turning around.

"Of course. I want your mind focused on me now."

She could feel his breath on her neck and his hands on her shoulders as he turned her to face him.

"You know I can easily turn the heat or the cold back on if you decide not to be a good girl."

She wanted to spit in his face and strangle him but he probably would have found some way to get enjoyment from either one of those actions or take her insolence out on Derek. So without another word she allowed him to lead her back to the bed.

His hands and feet were numb now but the temperature felt as if it were changing again. It didn't matter he was too weak to do much more than sit up and lean against the wall. He knew this sick game wasn't over and so he waited for the next round. Almost immediately he heard the sound of rushing water and he jerked as the cold sudden stream of water hit his back forcing him to pull away and dragging his still numb body to the center of the room. All the walls were now being drenched as water poured into the room. So this was the next step in Lynch's plan he was going to drown him.

Hotch pulled the SUV through the large wrought iron gate and onto the circular driveway. A large late model van was parked there as well as a late model Bentley most likely the same two vehicles that Morgan had seen at the park. Just before they got out Rossi called to let them know that Morgan's truck was parked outside of an abandon restaurant but there was no sign of him. Hotch ordered him and Reid to the Lynch mansion. Slowly and with guns drawn he and JJ headed toward the front door.

Morgan managed to pull himself to his feet as the water continued to flood the room. If the water continued at this speed he'd be completely submerged in less than fifteen minutes. He'd always been a good swimmer but even he was no match for this.

Daniel slowly pulled the thin straps down and away from her shoulders. He felt her shudder slightly as he stopped just short of exposing her breast. She looked away and he chuckled deciding in that moment to take his time with her not for her benefit but for his. She had no clue that at that moment her dear husband was drowning and when he finished with her he would be dead.

"Undress me." He ordered.

Running his hand through her hair he pulled her toward him. He was so consumed with her that he didn't notice that the door had opened behind him.

"I don't like repeating myself, Penelope. I said, undress me!"

Mabel renewed the grip around the butcher's knife and tiptoed toward him. Slowly Penelope reached for the silk belt around his waist untying it obediently.

"That's a good girl." He crooned.

Slowly raising the knife above her head she prayed God would forgive her for what she was about to do. She wondered how she had gotten here. Closing her eyes and gathering her strength, pushing back her maternal feelings and forcing her mind back to that morning when he'd forced his vile manhood inside her forcing her to take in the fullness of him. She was his mother the woman who'd brought him into the world; the woman who'd prayed and had almost given up on the possibility of being a mother. She reared back with all her might as his robe hit the floor and without any more thoughts plunged the knife into his back forcing him to fall forward and on top of Penelope.

Hotch and JJ heard the familiar scream from the front porch and began frantically pounding on the heavy locked door.

"FBI! Open up! NOW!"

The door was too heavy to kick in and they needed a way inside. Seconds later several squad cars and a SWAT unit arrived sirens and lights blaring. Hotch waved them over as JJ headed toward the back of the house.

Morgan was shoulder deep now in the water and he could feel his legs slowing down as he continued to tread water keeping his head up growing tired and weaker by the second. He found himself praying again not for himself but for his family. Penelope would have to go through her pregnancy without him and raise their children without him but she was strong the strongest woman he knew and if anyone could do it she could.

Penelope was hysterical now as the weight of Daniel's body made it impossible for her to move. She saw Mabel now standing in shock above her with a large bloody knife in her hands and she put two and two together.

"Help me, please!" Penelope pleaded.

Mabel didn't hear her, didn't move she just stood there with the knife like a wide-eyed statue. It took three more cries for help to snap her out of her trance finally helping to roll Daniel's dead body off of Penelope.

Struggling to her feet it was all Penelope could do to rush to the mounted screen on the wall. Now her eyes were wide filled with terror as she saw Derek in the room now filled nearly to the ceiling with water. He wasn't moving he was floating lifeless in the water. It couldn't be not now they'd come through too much. Kevin and then his father Daniel had tried to beat them but they'd lost. Frantic she looked back at the old woman still standing like a zombie over Daniel's dead body.

"Where is this room?"

"I'm sorry, I had to do it. I had to stop you! Forgive me, Daniel…my sweet boy." She whispered.

Penelope looked back at the screen and panic filled her. It had been too long; he'd been in the water too long.

"NO!"