Disclaimer: I don't, as ever, own a single thing but the plot bunny that hops here!

A.N: Yes, I brought Bobo back!

Let's have fun with this!

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Derek stalked the landing, he was beyond torn, he wanted to stay and protect Penelope from the bathroom, but he knew from what Stan had orchestrated in just one house that he was capable of far worse things. Therefore, Derek wanted to help James and then get back to Penelope.

The moment he heard a thud, and he saw Stan he knew this couldn't end well. The man was dressed in casual jeans and a white t shirt, the problem was, so was James. The only difference was that James' were cleaner, fresher. However, if Hotch or anyone else, for that matter, came round they wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

Derek didn't want to, if he could, use a gun. He knew that that would only terrify Penelope further and he would try his hardest to keep her from that. He knew the baseball bat was in the hallway, he just had to get to it.

When he saw Stan get James, he began his descent.

"How is my niece doing James?" Stan asked mid punch. "Is she ready for me?"

"You son of a bitch." James spat angrily and charged at Stan, throwing both of them into a wall. "I told you I'd make you pay."

Penelope could hear the bangs and each one was making her lose her mind more and more. She couldn't sit around any longer, she had to do something. She could distract Stan enough for both Derek and James to get him. She had to trust her gut, and she had to trust the gun that Derek had given her.

Derek had made it halfway down the stairs when Stan looked at him. James backed off Stan then as the man turned sadistically and went towards the bottom of the stairs.

"So what do we have here? We never did get introductions the other night." Stan said with a sly smile. James knew what Derek was doing; he was baiting him, allowing Stan to evoke the right rage in him. "Isn't my niece a treasure?"

"She sure is Stan. Absolute diamond." Derek replied as he walked down the stairs. "My apologises she's not here. She's resting."

"That's alright! Bring the girl down!"

"No." Derek half growled. "I think it's best we leave her be for the moment. Too much excitement. Don't want her worn out before she's ready."

Stan laughed then and Derek heard the stark contrast between James and Stan's laugh. "So caring. Is she still a good fuck?" Stan asked straight out, and deadly serious and that did it for Derek, he charged at Stan and using all his strength began to hit him over, and over again.

"You think that abusing a 4 year old, one that you were supposed to love and protect is serious?" Derek said as he heard Stan by his collar; pushing him into the ground. "You think that Penelope deserved that? Think she deserved all you did to her, even now?"

"Hey! She didn't complain back then." Stan knew he was pushing buttons here.

"She was 4! She had no idea what you were doing was wrong!" Derek said and picked Stan up a little before slamming him back down onto the wooden hallway. "You think she would want that?" Stan nodded, not in the slightest bit scared. "She didn't know what she wanted! At her age now, she knows! She managed to fight you, managed to stop you!"

Stan's face darkened at that and he fought back. Flipping Derek off, throwing him into the banisters. He looked up the stairs and saw Penelope.

The moment Penelope saw him, she froze, he didn't. She saw him coming towards her and her shaking escalated. Derek having seen what he was doing, grabbed him before James did and threw him into the living room.

James took Stan and he didn't relent. "You leave her the hell alone."

"Oh come on James, you know you just couldn't stop me."

"I didn't know you were doing it! If I did you'd have been 6 foot under by now!" James said and Derek went to find Penelope coming down the stairs.

"Hey Baby, get back up there." Derek told her a little rushed, he wanted to know she was safe and out of the way.

"No." Penelope said adamantly.

"Pen..."

"Derek behind you!" She said as Stan came towards them and then both Derek and James went for Stan. She thought he wouldn't stand a chance, she knew who he was, until Derek was sent back backwards.

She watched in horror as he dropped to the floor after hitting his head, tears pricking in her eyes she pulled the gun out and raised it towards Stan, but got caught.

She couldn't tell them apart.

Both men looked at her.

"Penny, you don't need to do this." One of the two said.

"No Penny, you don't." The other said with the same tone of voice and Penelope was sent into turmoil.

"Penny, please..." One of them pleaded. She put the gun on the other, but he said the same and so she put the gun towards the other one. She was violently shaking now. The pleading continued, Penelope getting more and more confused with each new one.

The two men looked the same, even the eyes; she couldn't tell from that, that made her panic escalated. She was counting on that one thing to help her. Tears began to pour.

"Penelope, kiddo, it's me your dad." She looked at him; she couldn't believe she was doubting it.

"I know you're scared Princess, but it's not me. I'm your dad."

Penelope heard Derek getting up. He couldn't believe his eyes as he saw his baby girl pointing a gun. He knew that if she got this wrong, she'd be devastated, more so than if she got it right.

Something flickered in one the two men's eyes and she knew she wanted answers before she ended her nightmare. "Why did you do it?" She asked shakily. There was silence. "Why the fuck did you do all that to me?" Penelope near enough screamed, no one knew she was having flash backs, seeing memories she'd forgotten about. The holiday's to her Uncle's beach house, the night's he baby sat her, the way he touched her, the way he forced her.

She hadn't said a word because the dynamics of her life had changed. Her past would run parallel with Derek's, heck it already was. They all knew more about her past than she did.

She saw the twin on the right falter, his expression sad, while the other one stayed the same.

"I loved you, I'd have done anything for you and you took advantage of me! I was 4! I idolised you for all the wrong reasons! Mom idolised you and you took advantage of her too!" Penelope screamed aggressively. All pent up emotion, that she had no one to direct was coming out now.

"I did it because I loved you." Stan finally spoke up, and the crooked smile appeared on his lips. "I was drawn to you the moment I saw you, first it was how I should've been, then it changed. I'm in love with you Penny!" He said and Penelope's stomach rolled and he started to walk towards her.

Penelope pulled the trigger and Stan dropped to the floor.

As did Penelope.

Stan lay weakening on the floor as James and Derek ran to Penelope as she began to breakdown before their eyes. Derek sliding the gun away wrapped his arms around her as she sobbed painfully.

The door flung open then and Hotch and back up ran in.

Penelope was sitting outside on the patio steps on her own later than night. Stan was dead, he'd died en-route to the hospital, she'd hit an artery in his chest and he bled out. She was now left with all the memories, the fresh wounds of what he'd done to her. She had to fix her life back together.

Derek watched from the back door at Penelope. She'd hardly moved since making it outside. He knew she wasn't crying, he knew she was thinking but it didn't make it any easier to watch. Penelope's life had been made painful since this had began. It wasn't a good thing.

"Go out to her." James told him as he joined him. "She doesn't need a dad right now; she needs the man who loves her." Derek nodded but hesitated. "Are you worrying about what happened to her? What she's remembered?"

Derek looked at him. "It's not that." James just continued to look, not saying a word. "I know what she's feeling right now." James' face changed a little. "I was abused after my father died. The team found out when the man that did it framed me for murder. I know that right now she's going to feel embarrassed and unworthy."

"And should she?"

"Hell no. That woman out there stuck by me even more after that. She was there throughout, stopped me sinking, stopped me from becoming self destructive, she loved me. She needs the same treatment."

"Well then get out there and show her that nothing's changed. She's still Penelope, whether or not she had this type of past. Yours and hers are nothing down to you. They're down to the people that helped bring you up."

Derek didn't need any more thought; he didn't need any more hesitancy. He went outside and sat down next to Penelope. She looked at him and smiled before laying her head on his shoulder. She wasn't going to give him the chance to treat her differently. She hadn't lived with that memory in her closet of skeletons.

"You doing okay Baby Girl?" He asked her and she nodded and then just watched the light of the sunset continually change the garden. The silence between them was comfortable, almost healing.

"I'm proud of you, Gorgeous." Derek whispered to her, he put his arm around her and pulled her to him tighter. "You were brave today."

"I had to help how I could. Gun or no gun." She shrugged at him. "For once I physically whooped some baddie down." She joked.

Derek laughed at her.

"Next time I'm leaving it up to you." Penelope told him as his laugh quietened down. "I love my babies and cyberspace. I have so much more control there, Handsome."

"I bet you do, Sweetheart." He told her and then he sucked in a breath. "Pen, can I ask you something?"

"Sure you can my Man of Chocolate Love." She said as she pulled away and looked at him with a faint, calm smile.

"I've realised something, it's something I've wanted but let manifest, and... but..." Penelope could tell he was nervous. "Penelope I want you for the rest of my life. I want to wake up to you every morning, I want you to be in a bed I share with only you and I want to build a home and a family for it with only you." Penelope bit her lip; she could feel herself welling up. "I came too close to losing you twice in my life. It's a killer the first time round, the second time is even worse. I cannot live without you; I cannot deal with life without you. You're my God Given Solace, my Goddess, my haven, my Baby Girl and above all, you're my everything P, and to lose it, means I lose me too."

"Derek." Penelope started, but Derek put his finger to her lips, he needed to finish this.

"I want to make you Penelope Morgan, Baby Girl. I want you to be my wife until the day we die. I want to see you on the porch of our house, grandkids running around, that same smile you get when you get what you want, still reaching your eyes. I wanna flirt with you until my last breath, I want to feel your hugs and I..."

"Just ask me Derek." Penelope stopped him with a smile.

"Penelope Garcia, will you marry me?"

Tears finally fell at that question and Penelope's head began to nod. "God yes." She said and then put her hands to his face and began to kiss him fiercely. "Never let me lose you." She whispered.

"Not on my life."

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A/N: Tad da! *jazz hands* No more nasty clown! *Does a little dance*

Don't worry, the gaps in how the hell Stan got out shall be answered!

Now we're gonna get lots of romance! =) Happier prospect?