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Penelope had been awake what felt like ages but what had actually been 15 minutes at the most. She didn't move, she couldn't move for the life of her, her body still overthrown with drugs and pains, her back and rib injuries making every movement impossible so she just laid and stared. Thankful Morgan had gone home to rest; she didn't want him worn out over her.

'Different image I must admit.' Came the smug voice from the doorway.

'Clara...Why are you here?'

'Well it seems Derek's been neglecting me and yet again you're the culprit.'

'Me? I did everything you asked, I was leaving.'

'Yet here you are still.'

'I'm sorry, I'll try and make my next car crash unintentional.' Penelope snapped back in a sarcastic tone. She was not in the mood for this.

'Did I say you had done this on purpose Penelope?'

'No but the look on your face says everything it needs to.' Clara approached the bed, picking up the remote she lifted the bed.

'Better?' She asked knowing full well she was doing Penelope more injury.

'No put it down.' Penelope gasped at the movement from partially lying down to sitting almost upright. Her resolve to not let Clara get to her disappearing with each ebbing pain. 'Please.' She said tears beginning to build at the pains.

'No I want to speak to you woman to woman. You lying down doesn't help the conversation does it now?' She sat on the bed, making it dip, another movement added.

'Please put it down.' Penelope began to beg, the pressure building on her ribs.

'In a minute. We need to talk.' She smiled at Penelope.

'Why are you doing this?' She asked as the tears finally spilt.

'Because you can't leave it can you?'

'Can't... leave it?' Penelope gasped again, her chest getting tighter, the pains intensifying.

'Derek is mine.' She leant on the bed more; a hand on the opposite side of the bed so that she was leaning over Penelope, adding pressures to Penelope's already weakened body.

'Please.... put the bed down, I can't..... breathe.'

'Why can't you leave Derek alone?'

'Please Clara.... the bed.'

'No... answer my question.'

'What the hell are you doing?' Derek angrily asked as he ran into the room. 'Are you completely stupid?'

'She asked for the bed to be put up.' Clara replied innocently.

Morgan pulled Clara off the bed and began to lower the bed back down to its comfortable level. Penelope gasping and breathing heavy wheezy breaths. 'It's okay baby girl.' He noticed she was now crying fully. He turned to Clara. 'Get out! Now!'

Clara turned on her heels and left the room. She sat outside on one of the chairs watching the door way to Penelope's room. She smiled smugly to herself, the plan of hurting Penelope Garcia worked. She may have lost her place in their family and Derek Morgan was on the verge of killing someone but she had hurt the one person she planned to.

'Baby girl you need to calm down.' He said as the tears continued to fall. 'I'm so sorry she got to you.'

'My chest really hurts.' She closed her eyes as Morgan reached for the button and called a nurse in. 'She wouldn't... put the.... bed back down.' Penelope began to sob.

'Shh P its okay.'

'What's the matter?' The nurse asked as came into the room.

'Her bed was put up.'

'Why?'

'We don't know.'

'Right Penelope, we need to get an oxygen mask on you that should help you catch your breath again. Does your back hurt?' Penelope nodded. 'On a scale of one to ten?'

'Eight maybe... seven.'

'Okay I'm going to get something to help with the pains.' The nurse looked at Morgan. 'Try to help her calm down, I'll be right back.' The nurse rushed out of the room.

'P?' She looked at him, he smiled and she began to relax. 'I'm not going anywhere okay?' She nodded.

'Penelope I think you need to get some more rest. If your breathing doesn't sort itself out we are going to need to get the doctor down.' Penelope nodded. The nurse smiled. 'She'll probably be asleep in a minute and then you can tell me what actually happened, we do not need something like this happening again. It's a serious risk to her recovery, especially this early after surgery.'

'I know.' The nurse left and Morgan sat and looked at Penelope. 'Just sleep baby girl. I promised I'd sort this out and I am going to.' She nodded and drifted off to sleep. Morgan stood and left the room, knowing Clara had stuck around. He was not surprised to find her sitting there. 'I want you out of my life now!'

'Baby why?'

'Don't baby me Clara... do you realise how much damage you just did pulling that stunt?'

'I just wanted to talk... see why she did it.'

'Did what?'

'Take you...'

'Take me? She never took me, I was always hers!'

'Like she's always yours?'

'Yes, I don't know why I started this relationship with you, I turned a blind eye on her for you and now she's hurt and you're the pin point of it. I almost lost her yesterday, I also learnt a lot about the woman I have been seeing for the last 4 months and it's made me reassess my life. So Clara, I want you gone, I never want to see you again, near me, near Penelope or near this family again.'

'You can't do that Morgan.'

'Why not? I just did.'

'Because...I...I'm pregnant.'

'I am not falling for that trick Clara.' Morgan knew she was lying, had she been stupid enough to think that he wouldn't see that her eyes were full to the brim with lies. 'That is not a funny thing to do to keep a man. Actually it's pretty sick.'

'Okay okay I'm not pregnant but I can change, I want this to work. You can stay friends with Penelope, I'll help look after her when she gets out, I'll make amends with her.'

'No!' Morgan bellowed, he hadn't notice Hotch and Rossi walking down the corridor. 'Never again. What you just did could seriously compromise Penelope, physically and mentally and now you have the decency to stand in front of me and tell you can change. It's all a lie.'

'Morgan what's happened.'

'Hang on a minute.' He turned back from the two senior men. 'Now I want you to leave... never come near Penelope again you hear me?' Clara started to cry. 'I was a stupid fool to ever think I could love you when all along I have loved Penelope... There I said it.'

'You will pay Derek.'

'Oh I will? And how's that then?'

'Clara you just threatened an F.B.I. agent in front of three witnesses.' Hotch said referring to himself, Rossi and the nurse at the nurses' station.

'Leave Clara.' He watched her walk towards the elevator. 'Oh Clara?' She stopped hesitantly and turned to him. 'Thank you.'

'Thank you?'

'Yes for helping me see sense of what I want in life.' With that she left. He then turned completely to face his boss'.

'What was that about?'

'I left to sort things out with Clara, but she was gone. Her neighbour said she had gone to hospital, I found her sitting on Penelope's bed, she had put the bed upright and she wouldn't put the bed down.'

'Is Penelope okay?'

'She's got problems breathing... The nurse is worried because of the pressure from it all.'

'I'm sorry Morgan but we need to report this incident... We know she could have seriously hurt Penelope and now she's threatened you.'

'I know and I understand. I'm so sorry for everything.'

'Morgan you weren't to know... just make it right okay?'

'I will I promise you.' The nurse from earlier approached and asked about the woman and what had happened earlier, Morgan filled her in on everything he knew. Hotch and Rossi's anger building at what they heard, Hotch's mind setting itself firmly on not letting this lie. Clara Thompson was now a wanted woman all for the wrong reasons.