Disclaimer: As always, I will announce that I have NEVER claimed, nor will I EVER claim, to have owned Criminal Minds or the lovely characters that are in it. That is the work of the writers (please come off of strike) and the brillaint actors and actresses.

Hope you enjoy another chapter, don't know how many more there'll be.

And Rose, the use of brilliant is for you!

Half an hour after getting off of the phone with a worried Aaron Hotchner, Pen nervously sat down in the ER waiting room. She tapped her foot on the ground impatiently, and rested her head in her hands. She couldn't loose her sweetness, her chocolate god, her hot stuff. The man she'd loved forever, the man who made her feel alive, the man she couldn't help but love because he wasn't only patient and loving, but brave and brilliant.

Pen glanced up and watched Emily, Reid, JJ, and Hotch stalk into the waiting room. "Have you heard anything?" asked Hotch as he sat next to Pen.

Pen shook her head, trying to hold her tears back.

Hotch placed a hand on her shoulder. "I'm going to tell you the same thing I told him when you got shot. He's going to be fine, Pen. He wouldn't leave you because he knows how much you love him, how much we all do."

Pen collapsed into Hotch's arms. "I hope your right," she said softly, but pulled away. "I...I'm sorry, sir." She knew he wasn't the most caring and sensitive person.

A smile appeared on Hotch's face as he gathered her back in his arms. "Don't worry, I don't mind." He decided that since Pen was the only one who could make any of them smile on a hard day, he would let himself unravel for a moment and be the caring and sensitive man that was never seen.

Emily smiled, "Come on, who is the strongest person we know?"

"Derek," said JJ and Reid in unison.

"Who is the best profiler we have?" asked Emily.

"Derek," repeated JJ and Reid.

"And who would never leave Pen's side even if she wanted him to?" Emily smirked slightly.

"Derek."

"Okay, okay, I get it," said Pen with a smile. "Thanks for cheering me up."

"No problem," said JJ and sat next to Pen.

"Derek Morgan?" asked a doctor who was dressed in scrubs, who was glancing around the room for a family member of some sort.

Pen looked up and calmed herself. "I'm his wife," she said softly, and stood up, walking over to where the doctor stood and JJ, Emily, Reid, and Hotch following.

The doctor sighed, "He's alive," he said. "But barely, we lost him on the table."

Lost him? No. That means...he died? In the hands of doctors? Weren't they supposed to save people? And not let them die? Tears sprung to Pen's eyes as she listened.

"The bullet hit an artery and he lost a lot of blood. Hes a lucky man that the bullet missed his heart." the doctor continued, "We'll have to monitor him. He'll need more blood transfusions, because of all the blood he lost. I think he'll be here for at least five days, however I can get him transferred to a hospital in Quantico if it is too difficult to be here."

Pen nodded, "Whatever's best," she said weakly. "Can I see him?"

"Sure thing," said the doctor and led Pen and the other's to his hospital room.

Hotch squeezed Pen's hand slightly, as Pen looked through the door to see her husband laying unconcious, unmoving on the bed. "I'll be okay," said Pen in a whisper, as she glanced up at Hotch. He nudged her and smiled, "Of course you will. Your Penelope Garcia-Morgan."

Pen silently walked into the room and sat in a chair near the bed, taking his cold hand into hers. "I just have to tell you this," she said, "If I lost you, I don't think I'd be able to go any longer. Your what keeps me going everyday. Your the light I see at the end of every case, after seeing all those terrible things. And though I doubt you can hear me, I want you to know I love you more than anything. Don't make me tell Jenni that her daddy isn't coming home. I don't want to have to tell her stories about you when she gets older, because you left. I want you to tell her those stories."

No response. Pen looked up at the monitor. The only thing that showed her husband was alive. She looked back down, "Okay, even if you can't hear me, I'm going to say it anyway," she said, "The BAU would go to hell without you. Your the best profiler we have. We can't lose you!" Pen was trying her best not to cry right now. She looked up again at the beeping monitors, and her heart stopped as she watched the line that showed her husband was alive flatline.

I had to leave a cliffy. Let you go crazy with wonder! Review please?