Sorry it has been so long since I have updated, I have had a lot of different DR appointments so now here we go! Let me know how you think, like I always say, your opinion matters to me!

~Ash

As always, I don't own CM! I wish!

Fran Morgan was finally released from the hospital about three weeks after the accident, as long as she had someone to supervise her all hours. She didn't take too well to that, she has been an independent woman her entire life. Fran was also a single mother who raised 3 successful children without any help from anyone; she could take care of herself. That was her argument and no matter how much the doctor tried they couldn't get her to agree to the discharge requirements. Derek watched her doctor fail miserably and he couldn't help but chuckle at how badly this was going for the poor man. He began wondering how medical school thought he was prepared well enough for the Fran Morgan's of the world. The doctor looked at him, with a look of desperation radiating from his eyes, so he felt it was finally time to jump in and help the poor bastard.

Derek walked towards his mother's bed and took her hand in his, "Mama, I know that there isn't a more independent woman in this world, don't look at this being that you have to be dependent on us", he could still see her doubtful stubborn expression, he needed to change his tactics," Mama, this is your baby boy talking to you, not some average Joe, I love you so much, I thought I lost you when I got that phone call. We will never see you as anything less than what you are, the strongest woman I've ever known. You took care of us when you could and should have grieved over Dad. You made me feel I could do anything; I work at the BAU to keep the creeps of the world away from the beautiful people like you. Think of this as us paying you back for the years where you took care of us, when we had selfish moments, we are paying you back, it is small price for us to pay to have you here with us." He looked into her eyes and she was tearing up, one tear falling down her cheek. He reached with his thumb and rubbed it away.

Fran chocked out, "I love you baby boy." He smiled and replied, "I love you too Mama, so does that mean you will let Des live with you? I know you were worried I would in trouble with my work and stay here didn't you?" Fran just nodded silently. Derek just kissed her hand and smile before telling her "Pen and I are only staying for two more days to make sure you are situated. I'm glad you agree, so sign these while I go and get the car ready. Pen is waiting out in the waiting area." He walked out the room while the doctor finished talking over the last few things on the sheet.

Derek saw Pen was on the phone chatting away with most likely JJ or even both of the BAU girls. The three of them easily became best friends, JJ and Emily were basically his sisters and including Pen, the girls of the BAU would always have a warrior to protect them. As he got closer he noticed her hand movements were frantic, almost in full blown panic mode, with a few more strides he could see she was holding a sealed envelope in her right hand. He could hear her say, "Em, I realize that, trust me I do but what do I do now? I can't even believe how stupid I was…. Of course I do JJ, what kind of question is that? Hello sug, how long have you known me, did you ever think I'd get…." He noticed her look at him before saying, "Sorry gals, the boy is back, I will call you when I land back in the lovely state of Virginia, where the two sexiest women alive live", with that she hung up. He was more than confused, he usually had a great read on Penelope but right he couldn't decipher the look she was giving him. She finally broke the silence, "Why were you eavesdropping on me? Don't trust that if there was something important I would tell you?"

"Whoa, pump your breaks Baby Girl…"

"Don't call me that right now, not when I'm mad at you"

"Why are you mad at me? I didn't want to interrupt the conversation, I wasn't listening in. What wrong with you lately P? You've been off since we stayed at my Mama's house, even the few other times have been different; did I push you too fast, too far? I'm sorry baby girl if I did."

"No Derek it isn't that, I love you, that is for sure. There is something wrong with me but I don't want to talk about it right now"

"Why won't you tell me what's wrong with you, I love you too Baby girl, is everything alright with us? He asks looking for the answer in her eyes. The moment was ruined by the doctor and Fran Morgan entering the area.

Fran excitedly said, "Ready to get me home? I am more than ready to leave this place.", her smile slowly faded when she noticed the tension Penelope was emitting, "Pen, dear is everything alright?"

"Yes Fran, sorry Derek just scared me, that is all." She quickly brought herself back together and looked at the doctors and said more like her, "So Doc, what's in store for our lovely Mama Morgan?"

The doctor took the stage and told them of how to clean the wounds, that Fran would need to go to physical therapy twice a week and that she needs to come back if she feels something off with her heart or any organ system for that matter. He also told them she may need some help getting to the bathroom at first and that everything would comeback in no time. Pen took the paper work from with doctor while Derek piled his mother and her stuff into the car.

Arriving back at Fran's house, Derek could see the excitement in his mother's face; the sparkle finally was reaching her eyes again. Des and Sarah were waiting with a banner that said "Welcome Home Mom!", in what Derek could tell was his niece's handwriting. When they were inside they fixed her room up in a way that would make getting around easier. Derek decided he and Pen would make some lunch for them, before reaching the kitchen they hear Fran call for Pen. Penelope, who still had all the paperwork still in her hand, thrusts it in his direction before leaving him alone in the hallway. He walked towards the kitchen and puts the paper on the table, which is when he noticed the envelope Pen was waving around earlier on top of the pile. He just ignored it and grabbed a soda from the refrigerator, then leaning the sideboard he just stared at that envelope. This situation was like a young child looking at a cookie jar and deciding whether to steal one even after his mother said no. He couldn't handle it anymore; he grabbed the envelope and took the paper out, while unfolding it he began to feel guilty. He didn't even get a chance to put it back when he heard,

"YOU COULDN'T JUST TRUST ME!"